Imperial Legend of the Ghosts

"Woooooo-"

Suddenly cut off a hind leg by the wind blade, the three-tailed black lizard wailed in pain. With the weird thing in its mouth, there was no way to shout, but a low voice was squeezed from the throat. The state of the guy at this time, let alone fleeing forward, even if he wants to stand still, it is difficult.

"Animal, hurry up and spit out what's in your mouth!" In an instant, the ancient roar flew down not far in front of the black lizard, and then, he leaned at the embarrassed fellow and said.

The three-tailed black lizard was trembling with anger at this moment, a pair of bloodshot eyes staring at Howler, shook his head viciously, and just refused to give up.

"Hey, you are quite hard-hearted and interesting." Guhuang roared grinningly: "Then I will see how long you can last!"

"Swish!"

"Puff, puff!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Howler threw out two wind blades again, cutting off the other hind leg of the black lizard and its three long tails, immediately letting blood flow from the wound.

"Roar!" At this time, the black lizard finally couldn't restrain the violent pain, and roared loudly.

"Papa!" The thing in its mouth fell to the ground. At the same time, the Golden Sting King rushed to the front with lightning speed, flung out the spiritual energy filaments to entangle the thing, and then quickly pulled to his side.

"Wow?!" Seeing this scene, the Drifting Tail Black Lizard almost vomited a mouthful of old blood.

"Hehe, let me see what it is." After speaking, King Golden Sting looked down and found that the black lizard was holding a strange thing with twisted patterns all over the mysterious and two feet long. What's the use, it really didn't see it.

"It exudes the breath of the evil spirit's remnant soul. It must have something to do with that guy. Even if it's not a stump, it has other uses. Take it back and show it to Lord Guan."

After making up his mind, King Golden Sting wrapped the object with his profound spiritual energy treasure, and then let a few glancing black stings work together to grasp the belt. At this moment, the roaring sting asked: "Second brother, this black tailed black lizard wants How to deal with it?"

"It's already crippled. It's too troublesome to take it with you. Just kill it. Just take the soul."

"Good." Hearing this, Gu Huang roar laughed, and immediately released the wind blade engulfing the fire spirit, hitting the black lizard one after another, turning it into ashes in a few breaths.

...

After a while, King Jin Xing and Hou Xing returned to the meeting place and saw Guan Heng and other companions.

"Lord Guan, look, this is what we snatched from the three-tailed black lizard." After that, King Jin Xing handed this thing to Guan Heng.

"Buzzing!" At this moment, Guan Heng hadn't spoken yet, and the group of Cthulhu's remnant souls that were imprisoned in the fire spirit balloon became fiercely restless.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Guan Heng glanced at the remnant souls, then raised his hand and pointed. The fire spirit balloon suddenly rose in temperature, and the remnants suddenly screamed and then settled down.

"A Heng, look at the attitude of these remnants, this thing in your hand may have a lot to do with the ancient evil god."

"Well, you guessed it right." After hearing Qing Huang's words, Guan Heng nodded, and then continued: "The pattern on the surface of this thing seems to be...a bit similar to the soul-recovering urn."

"What? Let's take a look." As they said, Xiongxin and Ruotao gathered around and looked at the thing left and right. Even the Mandrill and King Armor came over. Everyone nodded. Sometimes he shook his head and talked a lot, but they didn't say why.

Suddenly, the Shui Xuan spirit beast pointed at the object and said, "Hey, Guan Heng, this object is covered with something like blood and mud, why not wash it away?"

"Hahaha, if you don't remind me, I almost forgot it." Guan Heng said, handing the object to it and saying, "Then you will do it."

"Hey, mean!"

"Huh-huh!" The next moment, the Shui Xuan spirit beast spit out a water aura to cover the things in Guan Heng's hand, repeatedly surging and scrubbing, the blood stains and soil on it continued to fall off and disappear, and it fell on with a crackle. On the ground.

"Hey, it's a short sword!" Ruotao whispered: "The style of Erchi, the pattern on the sword is quite beautiful."

"Pretty is beautiful, that is, there is a hint of evil." Qing Huang said: "It's almost the same breath as the remnant soul of the evil god."

"Don't you see how this thing has something to do with Cthulhu until now?" Guan Heng's mouth curled slightly, and he said casually: "I guessed it a long time ago."

"What, son, you all know, don't you tell us quickly?" Ruotao urged: "Say, say it."

"Oh, so I said that you didn’t have the patience to observe things before. Now you are at a loss." Guan Heng smiled and said: "How many times have we seen the Cthulhu stone statues and metal statues? Everyone has forgotten that this guy is multi-armed. Do you have several weapons?"

"Eh?!" Upon hearing this, Qing Huang's mind flashed, and immediately said: "I remember, one of the evil gods' arms seems to be holding a dagger, it looks like..."

Having said that, she reached out and pointed at the thing in her palm, and continued: "It's exactly the same as this one."

"Yes." Guan Heng nodded and said, "If I guessed correctly, this dagger is one of the weapons of the ancient evil gods. Unexpectedly, it fell to the mouth of the three-tailed black lizard and made King Golden Sting He roared back."

"Then we are really lucky."

Xianxin said: "With such a thing, it should be easier to find the remnant soul and limbs of the evil god."

"Maybe."

Guan Heng looked at the Xuanwen dagger, and then said: "Although this thing has a trace of the evil spirit of the evil spirit attached to it, the overall feeling is incompatible with the evil spirit of the evil spirit. On the contrary, it is closer to the breath of the soul-recovering urn. Maybe it makes these two things. When things are together, you will see more clues, let me try."

"Hey! Hey..." It was too late, then quickly, he suddenly gathered his five fingers to hold the sword hilt, and released a blazing fire spirit enveloping the sword body, "Hey hey!" In a short time, he attached to the short. The trace of residual soul aura on the sword was squeezed out forcibly.

"Huh!" The moment the remnant soul emerged from the sword, he wanted to escape, but Guan Heng did not allow it to do so. Suddenly, he stretched out **** and a clip, and bounced it into the fireball that imprisoned other remnants, and suffered equally. The pain of burning flames.

At the same time, Guan Heng took the dagger and walked to the soul-recovering urn, "buzzing!" The next moment, the big belly urn trembled a few times, and the dagger in Guan Heng's palm also shone faintly. But then, the light slowly disappeared.

"It does seem to be a bit related." Guan Heng said, he released a trace of mysterious aura to wrap the dagger and let it float near the soul-recovering urn, and then said: "Okay, we should also find the remaining orc corpses. Up."