The Holy Son of the Wu Clan suddenly changed his color, and the two high-grade Taoist soldiers came over at the same time. This was no joke.

"The Witch King is angry!"

He roared loudly, the Witch King's banner shook, and the blood glowed.

Vaguely, a ghost figure rushed out from it, roaring violently, its eyes were red, and it was full of death.

"This is?!"

"The ghost king level is slightly stronger than the average half-step master!"

"The Witch Clan actually used miraculous magic to seal a ghost king in the Witch King's flag!"

Many monks were surprised.

But the next moment, these people were shocked again.

"Keng!"

Lin Tian waved the Lingtian Sword Sutra, and at the same time urged the two high-grade Taoist soldiers to come forward, directly crushing and exploding the Ghost King summoned by the Holy Son of the Witch Clan from the Witch King Banner. And, at the same time, the two Taoist soldiers pressed forward, and they were instantly

Shatter the Witch King's flag into pieces.

"This...well, such terrifying combat power!"

Someone has palpitations.

Lin Tian took a step forward, and the two high-grade Taoist soldiers from the two sects pressed forward together, like two suns, pressing down towards the Holy Son of the Wu Clan.

The face of the Holy Son of the Witch Clan changed wildly, he was frightened and angry, he roared wildly, and used his source to sacrifice the great supernatural power of his lineage.

"boom!"

Violent impact, divine light intertwined in all directions.

With a pop, the Holy Son of the Witch Clan flew out. One of his arms was covered in cracks, and the bones inside could be seen.

Lin Tian's eyes were cold and he stepped forward again.

The sonorous sound was heard endlessly. He waved the Lingtian Sword Sutra, and the sword light swept across, forcing him to attack the Holy Son of the Witch Clan.

The Holy Son of the Wu Clan changed his color, and while using his great supernatural power to press Lin Tian, ​​he retreated towards the rear without any direct confrontation. At this time, Lin Tian was in control of two high-grade Taoist soldiers. He could never be his opponent. He could only

retreat.

"Indescribably weak!"

Lin Tian said coldly.

Such words immediately caused the face of the Holy Son of the Witch Clan to froze, becoming livid and ugly.

"If you don't have two high-grade Taoist soldiers, how can you fight with this Holy Son!"

The Holy Son of the Witch Clan has sinister eyes.

"Without them, you would be no match."

Lin Tian's voice was cold.

He formed a seal with his left hand, and the Four Symbols Dao Diagram emerged. At the same time, his right hand vibrated the fairy sword, and the Lingtian Sword Intent was swayed, shaking the void in all directions. Moreover, two high-grade Dao soldiers from the sect were activated by his weapon control skills, and they suppressed them with great force.

To the Holy Son of the Witch Clan.

The Holy Son of the Witch Clan retreated wildly, and at the same time used stronger Witch Clan magic to meet him.

"boom!"

The violent wave of destruction star energy rushed past, shattering the magical power of the Holy Son of the Witch Clan, and directly swept him away dozens of feet away. He coughed up blood, and most of his clothes were broken into pieces. He was in an extremely embarrassed state.

Lin Tian's eyes were cold, and the fairy sword in his hand was shining brightly. The Lingtian sword was so intense that it was about to strike down at the Holy Son of the Witch Clan. However, at the next moment, he suddenly moved, and the Yin and Yang Lotus Sea in the sea of ​​​​consciousness began to sway on its own.

Wisps of black and white sunlight came out, pointing directly at the ground beneath his feet.
Chapter completed!