Yuan Tiangang said to everyone in a deep voice:

"The Ten Thousand Soul Banner has such a strong blood evil power, and at least 100,000 creatures have been sacrificed.

If we cannot defeat Wang Chan quickly, we will also turn into a part of the evil spirit and become the nourishment for this evil banner.

For the sake of the present, we can only do our best to break the formation quickly!”

"Break the formation?

Just you want to break our formation?"

Wang Chan waved his hand, and the yin and yang energy on his body surged onto the Yin and yang Ten Thousand Souls Banner, activateing the blood evil energy in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner again.

The black aura on the Guigu disciples became more and more solid, like a piece of armor made of evil spirits.

Wang Chan sneered:

"Roar up and kill them all."

With Wang Chan's order, the disciples of Guigu who were stained with black death energy rushed over like walking corpses.

The generals shouted in unison:

"The soldiers of the Great Chu, line up to meet the enemy!"

The three thousand imperial guards turned into five square formations, each following under the command of the divine generals from the five directions.

The shadows of the blue dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, black womb, and unicorn rose up and enveloped the imperial guards.

The disciples of Guigu and the Imperial Guard of Dachu were fighting together like two armies.

Tong Yuan, Wang Yue, Lu Bu and other powerful warriors rushed into Guigu disciples and killed all directions, and everywhere they passed were broken limbs and broken bodies.

The enemies they killed were mostly disciples of Guigu Outer Sect. These people seemed to have lost their fear and only had the instinct of killing.

Even if he was killed by Wang Yue and others, he was not afraid.

What's even more terrifying is that after the corpses of these Guigu disciples fell to the ground, the blood and resentment emitted will be absorbed by the formation, increasing the power of the Yin-Yang Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

As one goes up and down, Yuan Shu and others become more passive.

If you cannot break through the formation, you may really fall into the formation over time.

Lu Bu cut off the head of a Guigu disciple with a halberd and cursed:

"Damn it, why are these ghosts so difficult to deal with?

Each of them is probably not inferior to that of Hanoi's famous general Fang Yue.

If I continue to kill like this, I will be a little unbearable!"

"No matter what, for the sake of the king, I will fight with you!

Fang Tian’s painting halberd, unparalleled ghosts and gods!”

In order to increase the efficiency of killing enemies, Lu Bu showed his most powerful skill.

Fang Tian's painting halberd was shining with a cold edge, tearing apart all enemies that dared to invade.

Lu Bu's body was covered with black and red air, and each halberd caused a bloody storm.

The silver light of the divine cold light sword in Wang Yue's hand flashed, and the Xuanhuang Qi blessed by Yuan Shu turned into a silver dragon and rushed into the formation.

Every time Wang Yue swung his sword, several disciples from Guigu were buried under the sword light.

The birds in Tong Yuan's hand flew up and down towards the phoenix spear, and the pure white energy on his body turned into the shape of a phoenix.

From a distance, it seems like a huge white phoenix spread its wings and roaring, making waves of phoenix sounds.

Zhang Fei smiled at Guan Yu:

"Second brother, Lu Bu works so hard to kill the enemy, we can't be weaker than others!

Let us brothers rush together and kill these demons in the Ghost Valley!"

Zhang Fei said, carrying the snake spear and taking the lead, rushing towards the dark Guigu disciples.

The snake spear was swung up, with enough power of ten thousand pounds, and the huge force knocked all the enemies in front of him out.

But Zhang Fei still felt unsatisfied and shouted while killing the enemy:

"Zhangba Snake Spear, please help me!

You tried your best when you killed the alien race.

Now that I, Lao Zhang, want to kill these monsters, you can’t ignore it!”

The snake spear trembled gently, as if protesting against Zhang Fei.

When Zhang Fei waved the snake spear, he felt that the weapons in his hand became heavier.

Zhang Fei said to the snake spear in dissatisfaction:

"Zhangba Snake Spear, you can't give up at this time!

Killing the demons in Guigu.”

The Snake Spear trembled again, and even the black energy attached to Zhang Fei was sucked away by it, obviously he did not listen to Zhang Fei's orders.

"Hey, I really admire you.

I, Lao Zhang, was it right?"

Zhang Fei swept away several enemies with one move and shouted loudly:

"Borrow me some strength!

Xuanwu’s Eight Spears!”

"boom!!"

As Zhang Fei called out the name of the magic weapon in his hand, the shadow of the Xuanwu behind him instantly increased several times.

The turtle and snake entrenched, and its divine power is like the sea!

Zhang Fei felt infinite power surge out of his body. Every spear swung out, it would emit a mysterious energy of more than ten feet long, and he would reap the lives of the enemy in pieces.

"Hahaha, I thank you, Xuanwu Zhangbazhu!

This way, I, Lao Zhang, can use it easily!"

Guan Yu looked at his third brother Zhang Fei and killed everyone, and said softly to the Qinglong Yanyue Sword:

"Blue Horn King?

Can I use the power of the Azure Dragon again?"

When fighting against Yuan Shu before, Guan Yu showed extraordinary combat power at the cost of consuming his own lifespan and life potential.

Now Guan Yu asked this again, obviously he was going to fight Guigu.

Guan Yu has his own arrogance, and he will repay all kinds of grudges.

Your Majesty has great kindness to him. Even if Guan Yu sacrifices this life, he will clear the obstacles in front of him.

The Qinglong Sword made a wave of dragon roars, and the voice of the Qinghorn King also sounded in Guan Yu's mind.

"Brother Yun, are you willing to believe me?"

Guan Yu was stunned for a moment and immediately replied:

"Of course, in Guan's heart, you are the most worthy of entrusting comrades."

"Then there is no need to consume life potential this time, let me do it.

Open your mind and let us fight side by side!”

The ability of Daqing to become the incarnation of the Dragon of the Great Chu fortune made King Qingjiao very envious.

However, this is Daqing's fate, and he cannot force it.

King Qingjiao also has his own fate.

Helping Guan Yu become the name of Martial Saint is his opportunity!

Guan Yu had some clarity in his heart. He let go of his mind and fully accepted the power of King Qingjiao.

A green cyclone surged out from Guan Yu's feet and then soared into the sky.

Guan Yu instantly had a pair of green armor attached to his body, and the green armor shone brightly, and it was actually composed of dragon scales!

In his hand, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword was full of energy and a sword energy was emitting a thousand feet.

Guan Yu knew that this was the greatest help King Qingjiao could give him.

"Try your best to kill the enemy, and you and I share honor and disgrace."

"Thank you, Brother Qingjiao, Guan Mouding has lost your reputation!"

"Display it for me!"

Guan Yu slashed forward with swords in both hands. Amid the roar of the dragon, all the enemies ten feet ahead were shattered by the blue sword light.

"The Qinglong Imperial Guard, follow someone to attack the enemy!"
To be continued...