Chapter 3356 Crowd, Chirong Clan
These people from the ghost world who fought against the ghost butterfly clan included the old man Situ who killed Wuxiu to please Luhuang, the man in the green shirt, and Jiao Yiping who entered the gate of wonders with him.
Haseki, Wu Tai and Cun Mazi were also included.
"I don't know if Weier has come, maybe he hasn't." Yang Qingxuan's thoughts drifted away.
There are more than 50 members of the Ghost Butterfly Clan, forming a large formation. The person who trapped them with the weapon before was also among them, but his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.
However, there are more than 80 people in the ghost world, far surpassing them in number. It's just that people in the ghost world are disorganized and fight on their own.
So there was a stalemate for a while, and it was hard to tell the winner.
In the center surrounded by the Ghost Butterfly Clan, there is a crystal-clear gem, like a heart, which is rotating slightly, and every time it shakes out a powerful soul power.
Although there is a formation blocking it, everyone can clearly sense it.
Especially Gui Zang, with shock and longing in his pupils.
If he can obtain this soul-seeding, he may be sure to advance one step ahead of Yang Qingxuan again.
Yang Qingxuan looked at other places with fiery eyes: "There are more and more people."
The Little Ape King also discovered that the battle between the two factions was too earth-shattering, and it affected a huge range, so it was very easy to be caught by other races.
He laughed and said, "It's getting more and more interesting."
Yang Qingxuan sensed a strong fighting fluctuation in the little ape king and other spirit monkey clansmen, as if they were extremely excited.
This clan of spirit monkeys seems to be an aggressive clan that can't stand loneliness.
In the arena, more than 50 people from the Ghost Butterfly Clan formed two concentric circles. The people in the outer circle fought against the enemy, while the people in the inner circle maintained a large formation, and at the same time, they would also attack from time to time to support the outer circle.
It is an extremely simple, but extremely efficient large-area defensive formation.
Both offensive and defensive, advance and retreat in an orderly manner.
Although there are many and strong people in the ghost world, there is nothing they can do for a while, so they can only fight a few moves outside the battle circle, without any substantial progress.
The old man Situ noticed that there were more and more spectators in the distance, and his face became more and more ugly: "How long will we fight like this? If we don't twist together, no one will be able to get the soul seed."
The man in the blue shirt said: "Then what do you say?"
Old man Situ said: "All of you put down your stubbornness and listen to my command. I guarantee that this formation will be broken within half a stick of incense."
Another chubby old ghost sneered and said, "I'm following your command? When I was in command of the three armies, I didn't know it was conceived in that ghost stone."
The old man Situ said angrily: "Fatty, if you think you are capable, then you can fight alone."
As soon as he waved his hand, he retreated from the battle circle angrily, stood with his chest folded, and looked at the fat man coldly.
The man in the blue shirt said: "Stop arguing, everyone is not convinced by anyone on weekdays, but at this time we should unite as one. Otherwise, more and more people will be attracted, and it will really be troublesome."
Fat Dun snorted, and glanced at old man Situ: "Just follow your command for now."
The rest of the people in the ghost world didn't say a word, which was regarded as acquiescing.
Only then did the old man Situ show a proud and ferocious smile: "To deal with these little dolls, I only need to use 1% of my commanding talent."
In the big formation of the Guidie tribe, a white glow suddenly rose in the inner circle, like water vapor erupting, turning into clouds above the big formation.
There seemed to be something inside, shaking slightly.
A beam of hundreds of feet long spewed out, piercing the sky in an instant, heading towards old man Situ.
Their conversations were all yelling, without any concealment, and they were all heard by the Guidie tribe.
Seeing that they were going to fight together, under the command of the team leader, they hurriedly sacrificed a powerful magic weapon, combined with the power of the formation, directly aimed at the old man Situ and killed him.
Old man Situ's complexion changed drastically, showing a look of horror. The power of this attack was completely beyond his imagination, and it reached the level of half-step supremacy at least, or even higher.
He hurriedly moved his figure, and found that he couldn't avoid it. With a violent flick of his wrist, he slapped out with a strong force.
This move seemed to have emptied his strength, and even his body seemed to have weakened a bit.
"Boom!"
The white light shattered the strength directly, and slashed at the old man Situ fiercely, splitting him in half.
"what!--"
The old man Situ let out a scream, but the moment he was split apart, he became one again.
It's just that the momentum was low to the extreme, and he retreated abruptly and fled away.
"Hahahaha." A burst of laughter came, not from the Guidie tribe, but from the fat old ghost, who couldn't help laughing heartily seeing the old man Situ in a state of distress.
Yang Qingxuan covered his face, and couldn't bear to look directly, thinking that no matter how powerful this mob was, they couldn't beat the Guidie tribe.
The little ape king said in surprise: "It turned out to be the shelter of death! Who is this old ghost?"
Yang Qingxuan asked curiously: "What kind of secret method is this? Is it very strong?"
The little ape king said: "It's not that it's strong or not, but it's amazing. It can be resurrected once at the moment of death, but the state is less than one-tenth of the previous one. It is an extremely powerful means of life-saving."
Yang Qingxuan was dumbfounded, there is such a method? The world is really big, full of wonders.
But he knew that each of these ghosts in the Gate of Wonders had an earth-shattering origin.
After the old man Situ was hacked back, the people in the ghost world fell into a chaotic battle again, without any rules.
The magic weapon that knocked back the old man Situ also fell down after a blow, and was collected in the hands of one of them.
Yang Qingxuan began to be able to feel the difference between the big clan and the weak clan, not only the difference in peak strength, but also the gap in the number of people at the peak, even in magic weapons.
At this moment, a faint voice suddenly came: "The soul seed is a sacred object generated by the Dao, and those who are destined will get it. Everyone who sees it is destined. It seems that the two factions of you are fighting for each other like this. inappropriate."
Then a large number of figures appeared in the void, and a line of more than two hundred people came out neatly.
In the middle of the team was a golden and exquisite sedan chair, which was carried by sixteen people.
The face of the Guidie tribe changed drastically: "The Chirong tribe!"
The appearance of the Chi Rong tribe caused a lot of noise and discussion among the spectators.
"It is said that the Chirong clan has always had an enmity with the Guidie clan, and the two clans have been fighting openly and secretly for a long time."
"The Chirong clan ranks thirteenth in the Hundred Clan Tree, and the Ghost Butterfly clan ranks eighth. They are both terrifying big clans. Although they fight constantly, they are all suppressed in a small area. No one dares to expand the battle."
"Since the Chi Rong Clan has appeared, the Ghost Butterfly Clan will never be allowed to obtain soul-seeds. This is a good show."
Yang Qingxuan and others also watched intently. They entered the front of Jiebo, and they saw the earth-shattering methods of the Chi Rong clan, and they were arrogant and domineering, as if no one else was around.