Ye Luoli's Golden Glory

A flash of cold light came first, and the Powu Huaji instantly rushed in front of Jin Litong like a dragon. The fighting spirit on it covered the Powu Huaji, turning it into a giant red dragon.

"Gold Barrier!"

However, Jin Litong was not at all panicked. With a thought, the power of gold instantly formed a solid barrier in front of him.

"boom!"

The Powu Huaji was like hitting a thick city wall. The giant dragon transformed by the power of struggle was roaring. No matter how hard Wu Shen Ling tried, he could not move forward.

This made Wu Shen Ling feel a little pressure. He retreated in an instant, wiped his nose with his hand, looked at Jin Litong with disdain, and said in a cold voice, opening his palm towards Jin Litong.

"I thought he was already half buried in the ground, but I didn't expect him to be so strong. Come, fight with my army. Ye Luoli magic, martial arts spirit, and the battle will end!"

A blood-red magic circle with a halberd mark in the center rushed out from the palm of the God of War Ling, rushed into the sky at lightning speed, expanded, and countless ancient warriors composed of the power of struggle rushed out from it.

In just less than ten seconds, the ancient warriors had densely packed half of the sky, and there were estimated to be nearly ten thousand of them.

"I don't even need to make a move. Just these ancient warriors are enough to take down an old onion like you. Come on!"

A hint of pride flashed in Wu Shen Ling's eyes. He rotated the Po Wu Hua Ji in one hand, spinning it 720 degrees in the air, raising the halberd flower, and pointing the cold light of the halberd at Jin Li Tong. At a command, the ancient martial arts soldiers in the air attacked Jin Li Tong in an overwhelming manner.

Jin Litong looked back at Shi Xi and found that she had no intention of taking action. He couldn't help feeling helpless. Then, his golden pupils suddenly stood up, and the suppressed murderous aura and hostility instantly surged out of his body, changing the color of the sky and the earth, and the surrounding space was dyed blood red.

The ancient warriors' movements obviously slowed down, but they quickly recovered and continued to attack Jin Litong.

Not good!

"General Guwu, come out and play too!"

Wu Shen Ling was shocked by the aura released by Jin Litong. He waved his hand and gave an order immediately.

An ancient warrior general as huge as a small hill rushed out from the blood-red magic circle, raised the nine-ring broadsword in his hand, and slashed towards Jin Litong with the momentum of a tiger descending the mountain.

"Hey kid, look carefully, this is how you should play with a halberd! Gold, silver, copper, and iron, the Fang Tian Hua Ji!"

In order not to reveal his identity, Jin Litong did not summon the golden bone sword. A flash of inspiration came to his mind, and he chanted the spell at an extremely fast speed. He clenched his hand in the air, and the golden power gathered in his palm, condensing into a Fang Tian Hua Ji.

"He's looking for death. Crush him for me."

Because Jin Litong spoke the spell too quickly, Wu Shen Ling didn't hear it clearly at all, but the first sentence was still quite clear to him. He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and urged the Ancient Martial Arts Legion to attack.

"Well done!"

Jin Litong blocked the attack of the ancient warrior general like a black lightning and rushed into the ancient warrior army formation. The iron blade of the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand flashed with cold light, like a giant dragon that devoured everything.

The sharp halberd blade, with its destructive power, slashed towards the first row of ancient warriors. The sound of swords and guns clashing was like thunder. The shields of the ancient warriors were split open by the halberd blade, and the halberd blade instantly pierced through the chests of several ancient warriors. The power of gold vented out and shattered several ancient warriors.

With each swing, the Fang Tian Hua Ji was like a giant axe, tearing through the enemy's defenses. The long handle of the halberd danced freely in his hand, capable of both long-range stabbing and close-range sweeping, instantly shattering thousands of ancient warriors.

Even the huge ancient martial arts general could not last more than three moves in Jin Litong's hands. His head was pierced by a halberd, and he shattered instantly and disappeared without a trace.

However, there were still many in the sky. The ancient warriors tried to surround Jin Litong and drown him with human wave tactics. However, in the face of absolute power, any tactics were useless.

Jin Litong was like an undefeated myth on the battlefield, invincible, wielding his halberd like the wind, quickly weaving in and out of the ancient warriors' formations. Wherever he passed, there was only the sound of swords and guns clashing, and the wailing of the ancient warriors, which dissipated into the air in patches.

Wherever the Fang Tian Hua Ji went, the air seemed to be torn apart, and the battlefield instantly turned into a bloody purgatory.

"This old guy... he's quite powerful. But, it just so happens that, apart from the Buddhist Kingdom, I haven't encountered such a powerful opponent in a long time. Hahaha, let me have some fun too!"

Wu Shen Ling narrowed his eyes, looked at the invincible figure in the air, laughed loudly towards the sky, there seemed to be flames burning in his eyes, and the fighting spirit in his body gradually rose. With the death of the ancient warriors, his fighting power became stronger.

As for those ancient warriors, he didn't feel sorry for them at all. He just picked them up at random. He could have as many as he wanted. However, using human wave tactics to drown the opponent was not his style as the Wu Shen Ling.

As soon as Wu Shen Ling finished speaking, tens of thousands of ancient warriors in the sky had been killed by Jin Litong, and even the blood-red magic circle was pierced by a halberd.

At this time, Jin Litong was looking down at Wu Shen Ling from above. His contemptuous and arrogant look made Wu Shen Ling quite unhappy.

"Yeluoli magic, martial spirit, flame attack!"

A bloody red light appeared on the tip of the Powu Huaji, and the temperature of the surrounding air rose a lot. Wu Shen Ling held the halberd in both hands and stabbed towards Jin Litong.

Jin Litong narrowed his eyes slightly. Sitting and waiting to die was not his style. He exerted force suddenly and swung the halberd blade. His movement was like a tiger out of a cage. The halberd blade drew a sharp arc. The huge halberd wind cut through the air. The Fang Tian Huaji knocked the Po Wu Huaji away with unstoppable force. The halberd blade almost pierced into Wu Shen Ling's chest.

But, it is obvious that Wu Shen Ling is not a simple character.

The God of War Ling Yin gritted his teeth and, relying on his natural divine power, forcibly stopped the inertia of the Powu Huaji after it was knocked away. His Powu Huaji swept across in an instant, the blade bent, bringing up a red light and shadow, and forcibly blocked the impact of Fang Tian Huaji.

When the two collided, there was a deafening roar, and violent ripples spread in the air. The terrifying energy fluctuations spread in all directions, and the sky suddenly became clear, and all the clouds were dispersed by the energy fluctuations.

"kill!"

The God of War Ling shouted loudly, and the curved blade of the Powu Huaji was as swift as a spirit snake. He then launched a swift counterattack, and the tip of the halberd instantly pierced Jin Litong's chest.

Jin Litong immediately dodged to the side, used the force to rebound, raised the halberd blade high, and chopped down again, but was blocked by Wu Shen Ling who pulled back the halberd.

The two men clashed with swift and precise movements, each collision accompanied by the sound of metal clashing and an explosion of force.

This was Jin Litong's first time using this kind of weapon. He was able to use it to such a level thanks to his combat experience, terrifying intuition, and that terrifying force that could break a thousand pounds.

This old fellow is so powerful, and his skills... Humph, when it comes to the skills of using a halberd, I have never lost to anyone!

A cold light flashed in Wu Shen Ling's eyes, and he said in his heart, cleverly using the curved characteristics of the halberd to quickly change the angle. With a sudden turn, the halberd tip pierced Jin Litong's side like lightning.

Jin Litong suddenly retreated, his body as fast as the wind, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow, but he could feel the impact of the strong wind, and a crack was cut in his black robe by the strong wind.

Jin Litong is indeed very strong. Even Ling, the most combative God of War among the tenth level, can't get any advantage from him. I was right.

Shi Xi nodded slightly when he saw Jin Litong's performance, with a charming look in his eyes. He gently raised the staff in his hand, stretched out his hand and waved it, cutting off a piece of clothes from the body of the white-robed fairy. He cast a spell to find out what time point they were in now, so as to find out what the black fog's plan was.