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The 388th chapter sunset canyon (2)

In the middle of the Sunset Canyon, on a spacious and flat grassland, six monks in the Jingdan stage held the spiritual weapon in their hands, opened their eyes wide, and stared at the thousands of golden armored generals in front of them.

"Please be careful not to be stabbed by the spears in the hands of these golden armored generals. Those spears are covered with corpse poison. Once they are stabbed by the spears and infected with corpse poison, they will become zombies like the golden armored generals!"

Wang Xiaohu looked at the thousands of golden armored generals hundreds of meters away with a cautious look, and reminded Zhao Hu and others beside him loudly.

While Wang Xiaohu was speaking, thousands of golden armored generals opened their closed eyes because of the arrival of Wang Xiaohu and six Jingdan-stage monks, flashed with cold light. They raised the silver spears in their hands, took steps, and rushed towards the direction where Wang Xiaohu and six Jingdan-stage monks were.

Looking at the thousands of golden armored generals coming towards him, a strange color flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes. He shouted softly. The magic power in his body was rapidly circulating. The flying sword in his hand shot out, with a sharp edge, and it slashed through the void like lightning, and quickly slashed towards a golden armored general.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of metal collisions, the extremely sharp flying sword of the spiritual weapon, with terrifying power, slashed hard on the neck of the golden armored general, directly slashing his head.

After slashing the head of a golden armored general with one sword, Zhao Hu's expression remained unchanged, and his magic power was rapidly circulating, and he directed the flying sword to continue slashing towards other golden armored generals.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of crisp metal collisions kept ringing in the canyon, and the extremely sharp flying swords kept slashing on the head of a famous golden armored general, splitting the head of a famous golden armored general in half, and collapsed weakly to the ground.

In a moment, the extremely sharp flying sword killed more than ten golden armored generals under Zhao Hu's wisdom.

Seeing Zhao Hu commanding the flying sword and easily killing more than ten golden armored generals, Wang Xiaohu and other cultivators in the Killing Stage, their faces relaxed, shouted lightly, mobilized the magic power in their bodies, urged the spiritual weapon in their hands, and attacked the golden armored generals.

Suddenly, five spiritual weapons were seen passing through the void like lightning, and with terrifying power, they landed on a famous golden armored general, ruthlessly destroying a famous golden armored general, turning it into countless wreckages and scattered on the grassland.

With a distance of only a few hundred meters, thousands of golden armored generals were defeated by the fierce attacks of six Jindan-stage cultivators of Zhao Hu Wang Xiaohu Liu Meng, and more than half of them were left. Only more than 2,000 golden armored generals were successfully approaching Zhao Hu and other six Jindan-stage cultivators.

Just now approaching Zhao Hu and other six Jingdan-stage monks, the remaining 2,000 golden armored generals roared, and golden lights shot out from a golden armored general, gathering in the sky ten meters high to form a hemispherical shape with a diameter of kilometers.
Chapter completed!
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