Fantasy: Sign in at the beginning of Yanyun Eighteen Riders

When his voice sounded, he actually swooped down.

Speed ​​to the extreme.

The long sword in his hand flashed brightly. If this blow hit the ground, Lu Yu would definitely die.

The ancestors around had smiles on their faces, as if they had seen Lu Yu being killed.

Among the Xuannv clan, Su Nu, who was staring at the glare mirror, directly turned it off.

There is no doubt that Lu Yu will die, there is no need to watch it anymore.

It seemed that the patriarch was going to summon him just now, and she passed by immediately.

In the sky, the White Emperor who followed the ancestor Lingyuan closed his eyes.

At this time, no one thought that Lu Yu would survive.

And at this time.

"boom!"

The temporary summon card in the opponent's hand was crushed directly.

The next moment, an astonishing murderous aura permeated the field.

In Lu Yu's mind, the system sound sounded at this time.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully temporarily summoning and gaining the allegiance of King Qin Guang!

Residence time: one hour!

Strength: unknown!

Talent: unknown!

Please accept the host! "

After the sound of the sound.

A figure appeared in front of Lu Yu.

This person is tall and rough, with a beard all over his face, wearing a Pluto swinging heavenly robe and a sky-reaching crown on his head.

Just after appearing, those eyes were staring at the sky at this moment.

Then, the sky darkened in an instant.

The surrounding air seemed to be torn apart at this moment, and an astonishing yin energy pervaded the world.

Then, his gaze was locked on the ghost ancestor.

Then he said coldly.

"Dare to act presumptuously in front of His Majesty the Emperor, I don't know how to live or die!"

Then, a palm was shot at this time.

Then, a black palm print broke through the air at this moment.

They collided with the Ghost Patriarch in an instant.

"boom!"

When the violent roar sounded, Patriarch Youhun's body kept retreating.

There was even more horror in his eyes, he did not expect such a thing to happen.

Qin Guangwang's strength exceeded his expectations.

However, immediately after, the look of fear on his face could no longer be concealed.

Because after one palm, within the palm of King Qin Guang, one after another chains directly broke through the air.

This is the soul lock, directly binding the ghost ancestor.

Let him roar, and above his body, streams of black mist float out.

It looked terrifying.

"who are you!"

He roared wildly, trying to break free.

But this is simply impossible.

On the contrary, it is more and more painful.

The whole person seemed to be about to collapse.

Finally, he fell straight on the ground.

Although he didn't die, being locked in his soul was more uncomfortable than dying in battle.

At the same time, in the sealed land of the barren land, those battle spirits who were hitting the seal were trembling like a mouse meeting a cat at this moment, not daring to move at all.

They could feel an aura that forced them to surrender, which was extremely terrifying.

Except for some powerful battle spirits in the deepest part, they are not affected.

The other battle spirits all stopped in an instant.

However, King Qin Guang didn't care about this at this time.

Now, he stared at the other old monsters in the air, without saying a word, and directly shot again.

"Roar!"

He roared, and the world changed instantly.

The originally tall body instantly turned into a thousand feet in size, and endless ghosts flew out of his mouth.

Rush towards those old monsters.

Speed ​​to the extreme.

The face of the blood refining patriarch who stood at the forefront couldn't help but change.

Exclaimed at this time.