"court death!!!"

He found the root of the human race's excitement.

It was Lu Mangran who had not been taken seriously from the beginning.

The powerful ghost clan is not stupid either. Lu Mangran is just a mere martial artist and it is impossible to change the situation of the battle. Although Lu Mangran was polite at the Qingzhou Conference and scolded the tribes, Lu Mangran's low strength is unquestionable.

However, at this moment, the person who changed the collapse of the human race was actually this little martial artist who was not favored by him at all.

The white power that permeates the world makes the powerful ghost clan very disgusted and uncomfortable...

Just like they don't like to be exposed to the sun.

At this moment, the aura emitted from Lu Mangran's body seemed to be exposed to the sun, as if it was about to melt.

"Lu Mengran... die!"

There are strong people in the ghost clan roaring.

The next moment, Taotao's ghost energy was soaring into a ghost shadow that he turned into a ghost, soaring into the sky, rushing up along the city tower, trying to tear Lu Mengran down the city tower and break the hope of the human race re-sculpting!

At this moment, the world changed in color.

On the city and under the city, the competition between white and black is confrontation and competition.

Fang Ark was calmly watching the battle from Lu's confused perspective.

In fact, he did everything he could do, and Chuan Lu Mengran used literary knowledge, which was the limit he could do.

As for how Lu Mangran could do, Fang Zhou didn't know.

Wendao cultivates the power of will.

It was not Qihai and Snow Mountain, so Fang Zhou didn’t know whether Lu Mangran could turn the tide.

Facing the powerful ghost clan, can Lu Mangran resist?

...

This is a five-level cultivator of the Ghost Clan. He is the top existence in the Ghost Clan army. Compared with the human race, it is an existence in the realm of the Great Wu Sect.

Lu Mangran is not enough to see a martial artist in front of the Five Realms Ghost Clan.

That cold breath, that depressing ghost aura.

Above the city tower, the vitality and hope seem to be frozen again.

Lu looked at the ghost monk who rushed up the city tower calmly.

The next moment, Lu Meng remembered the old man in Confucian clothes he saw in Chuanwu Hall. Although he was an ordinary person, he was a mortal, but he was a mortal and resisted the immortals.

In an instant, Lu Mangran's fear disappeared.

The great energy is under pressure.

Lu Mengran's hair was flying and his clothes were shining. At this moment, he was completely unaware of his heart.

So what about the powerful monks of the Ghost Clan...?

Lu Buyan was fearless and recited the song of righteousness passed down by his predecessors.

The righteousness of heaven and earth is constantly rising and rising behind him!

Lu Mangran felt that his soul was about to be sublimated.

The literary heart is shaped and the literary courage is achieved.

The heaven and earth have great spirit forever.

The human race has righteousness and immortality!

All the ghost clans and ghosts will disappear!

There was a vast and powerful energy that condensed in front of Lu Mangran and turned into a drum.

That is the war drum, that is the pride of the literati!

He regards pride as a hammer, and does not want to surrender to the evil in the world, and does not want to be infected by the filth of the world.

Lu closed his eyes in a daze.

He recalled the injustice suffered by the Qingzhou Congress.

That was the injustice that the entire human race encountered, not the injustice that Lu Muran alone.

At this moment, all the injustice gathered.

Lu Meng opened his eyes, held the hammer, and beat the war drum!

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Great energy soars into the sky!

War drums thunder!

As Lu Mengya knocked, an invisible white ripples scattered everywhere.

The powerful man from the fifth level of the Ghost Clan let out a thunderous howl as soon as he climbed up the floor!

His ghost energy is evaporating and melting!

He was blocked in the air by the sound of drums.

Lu Meng was angry.

Every time the drumstick is beaten and every time the drum surface is shaken, the righteous spirit that is firing will be thrust hard on the powerful ghost clan.

The ghost energy was purified, and the powerful ghost clan was like a mouse that could not stand the sun. It was suddenly shining by the sun, and was so scared that it shivered and its fighting spirit was gone.

He was twisting, he was screaming!

The ghost energy was evaporated and the dry skin began to fall off, as if it turned into black gravel, melting little by little...

Finally, everything disappeared from the world!

A cultivator from the fifth level of the Ghost Clan died here!

Death is unknown!

Lu Meng opened his eyes, his eyes shining, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Ghost clan, just dirty!

I am full of righteousness and fearless of ghosts and monsters!

On the inner city of Qingcheng.

After a long shock, the human defenders raised their arms and shouted.

"Mr. Lu!"

"Mr. Lu!!"

The shouts were earth-shaking.

The boiling blood flows again!

Below, Yang Hu swept across with a knife and let out a roar like a tiger roaring in the mountains, and his excitement was uncontrollable.

Qingcheng, there is still rescue!

The ghost clan was dead silent, looking at the strangely melting monks on the city tower in disbelief.

This scene is shocking and impactful to the ghost clan!

Nemesis!

The white Haoranqi is the nemesis of their ghost clan.

The human race...their nemesis appears!

"kill!"

"This person must die!"

"If Qingcheng wants to be taken, Qingzhou must be taken!"

The powerful ghost clan roared in anger, as if screaming after being angry.

However.

On the middle of the city tower, Lu Mengran was happy but was still happy and laughed.

He took a step forward, and the clear air was holding his body in the sky. While he was pounding the war drum, he floated down from the city tower and landed on the battlefield where corpses were everywhere.

Lu Munran glanced at Zhang Zhenyu's body, saw the corpse of the young child of the human guards, and saw the corpse of the abnormally chewed.

He closed his eyes.

Step by step on the battlefield, move forward among the corpses.

Dong!

Dongdong!
To be continued...