Then, a dozen or so two-headed lizardmen slowly walked over and surrounded Jiang Yinuo.
Behind her, the ordinary giant lizardmen escaped from the ruins and blocked Jiang Yinuo's escape route.
At this moment, Jiang Yinuo was already surrounded and in a very bad situation.
At that moment, a chilling voice suddenly came from the high wall behind.
"Hehe, Jiang Yinuo, you can't escape today."
"The lizardmen are everywhere. Even if you were a god, you would be worked to death here."
A man stood in the corner; it was the old man with the crooked neck who was Shangguan Zhaixing's personal attendant.
In his hand, he held a strangely shaped flute.
The flute seemed to be made from the bones of some kind of strange beast. When it was placed to the lips and gently blown, it produced a strange sound.
The sound was like the weeping of a ghost.
It sounded like the wailing and howling of vengeful ghosts from hell.
This eerie sound can severely damage a martial artist's soul.
It caused him to go mad with evil, making him extremely wicked and powerful.
More importantly, this sound can drive more and more lizardmen to flock to this side.
In other words, these lizardmen were summoned by the sound of the flute.
As far as the eye could see, the entire Divine Soul Palace was submerged by the lizard army.
A look of despair flashed in Jiang Yinuo's eyes.
Am I really going to perish here today?
For a moment, he felt that he had let down his seventh master, Hua Wuque, who had trusted him.
The other party asked her to assist Ye Feng in managing the Dragon Soul Temple.
However, I was so engrossed in watching dramas that I watched almost every suspense drama.
Such as Day and Night, Forensic Doctor Qin Ming, Rebirth Gate, etc.
Looking back now, I realize I was such a complete idiot.
If they had paid a little more attention, Shangguan Zhaixing wouldn't have been able to... no, Shangguan Zhaixing is already dead; it was the lizardmen who succeeded.
Sigh, if I can break through this time, I must repent and stop watching dramas, and reorganize the Dragon Soul Temple.
"kill!"
Jiang Yinuo roared and let out a long howl.
Suddenly, she ripped off the jade bracelet from her snow-white wrist and flung it forward.
"Universe Ring, Thunderous Strike!"
The jade bracelet swelled in the wind, becoming as big as a cartwheel, and shone with golden light.
It spun rapidly in mid-air and crashed violently into the dozen or so two-headed lizardmen in front of it.
"roar!"
The first two-headed lizardman swung his large iron rod and smashed it hard against the Qiankun Circle.
Rumble—
The two collided in mid-air.
A terrifying shockwave from the battle swept across the surroundings.
From within the Qiankun Circle, bursts of violent lightning erupted, instantly shattering the two-headed lizardman's entire arm, splattering blood everywhere.
Several two-headed lizardmen nearby were also injured by the explosion and retreated one after another, letting out angry roars.
Jiang Yinuo then stepped forward, wielding her spear and carving a bloody path through the enemy lines.
The old man with the crooked neck, standing on the high wall not far away, had a cold and mocking look in the depths of his eyes. The black bone flute he was playing became more and more urgent and sharp.
Suddenly, countless more lizardmen surged forward, blocking Jiang Yinuo's path.
roar--
However, at that moment, a voice came from not far away.
The sound was like the roar of a dragon and the thunder, and the sky trembled violently.
The imposing power emanating from the sound completely overwhelmed the sound of the bone flute.
If the dragon's roar is likened to the howl of a ferocious beast, then the sound of the bone flute is like the buzzing of a mosquito, so faint as to be negligible.
Wherever the sound reached, huge swarms of giant lizardmen exploded in mid-air, turning into plumes of blood mist.
From a distance, this scene looked just like wheat being harvested.
Overwhelming and unstoppable.
"It's Xiaofeng."
Jiang Yinuo looked delighted and turned towards the direction from which the sound came.
From the depths of his weary heart, boundless power suddenly surged forth, and he swung his spear, charging forward.
The bone flute in the old man's hand suddenly shattered.
Even he himself was severely injured by the shock, spitting out a mouthful of blood and falling off the wall, suffering multiple abrasions.
Before he could even stand up, a young man dressed in a black robe appeared behind him.
The person who arrived was Ye Feng.
"Ye Feng!"
The old man with the crooked neck was taken aback, turned pale with fright, and hurriedly retreated.
puff!
Ye Feng slapped it, turning it into a bloody mist that exploded in mid-air.
"Xuanyuan Invincible Sword Formation!"
Countless longswords hovered in mid-air, crisscrossing and killing, creating sharp whistling sounds as if cutting through space and time.
A terrifying storm of blades swept across the scene, spinning with a deafening roar.
Wherever they went, giant lizardmen were mercilessly slaughtered on the spot.
Whether you're a two-headed lizardman or a one-headed lizardman, you'll all be wiped out, as easily as cutting tofu with a knife.
Large bursts of blood mist exploded in mid-air.
A thick layer of blood mist shrouded the entire Dragon Soul Temple, eventually forming clouds.
kill!
kill!
kill!
After that, without the call of the bone flute, the lizardmen stopped coming out in droves.
Ye Feng and Jiang Yinuo joined forces and wreaked havoc on all sides.
Soon, most of the lizardmen in the arena were killed by them.
The remaining followers were terrified and fled in all directions.
This time, Ye Feng did not tolerate them. He chased after them and killed them one by one to prevent them from escaping and harming innocent people.
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