Chapter 3497: The Weeping Ghost

"Li Lingtian, summon your divine sword, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to take action!"

Duanmu Tong drank softly, his eyes full of alertness.

It can be seen that he is quite afraid of Li Lingtian's oath of war.

"Hahaha!"

Li Lingtian laughed loudly: "What a joke, I don't even need the oath of the God of War to deal with you two!"

The Oath of the God of War is quite powerful, but it does not mean that Li Lingtian has no other means except the Oath of the God of War.

"Arrogant!"

Duanmuqing's face was livid. He did not believe that Li Lingtian, who had not even reached the half-step world master realm, could compete with them with his own strength.

In his opinion, Li Lingtian was humiliating them!

"Drink, you are seeking death!"

In an instant, Duanmuqing struck out furiously, holding a claw in his right hand and waving it violently.

"call out!"

The next moment, surging power exploded, and a huge black palm condensed into sharp claws and grabbed Li Lingtian fiercely.

Strong pressure broke out, and even Li Lingtian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

This Duanmuqing was quite powerful. Although he was not as good as Duanmulin, he was not far behind. He did feel a little oppressed.

However, no matter how strong Duanmuqing is, he will never be Qinglong's opponent! He doesn't need to worry!

"Roar!"

Almost at the moment when the black claws were swung out, the green dragon roared and suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning, rushing towards Duanmu Qing with lightning speed.

"Bah bang bang!"

A crisp sound sounded, and the blue light, like a sharp blade, instantly tore through the light and shadow of the giant black claw.

"snort!"

The light and shadow of the giant claw were broken, Duanmuqing couldn't help but tremble, his mind was pulled, he couldn't help but groaned, at the corner of his mouth,

A trace of blood flowed out.

"Fifth brother!"

Seeing this scene, Duanmu Tong couldn't help but exclaimed and quickly supported Duanmu Qing.

"Damn it! This Qinglong is so powerful!"

Duanmuqing frowned, feeling quite surprised.

In his perception, the Qinglong was only in the middle stage of the second level of Lord of the World, but why was he so powerful that just one impact could injure him!

If the fight really started, he might not even be able to hold on to the Qinglong Hundred Moves!

This surprised him extremely. You must know that he is in the late second-level realm of the Lord of the World. In terms of realm alone, he is higher than Qinglong.

But he didn't know that the Qinglong was an ancient divine beast with strength far beyond his own realm!

"Roar!"

The green dragon roared, and behind it, several ice-blue ice spears suddenly appeared.

"Boohoo!"

The ice gun roared, making a sound of breaking through the air, and quickly stabbed the two of them.

"Duh!"

With a light drink, Duanmu Tong and Duanmu Qing took action respectively.

Scorching flames and golden walls of light erupted, instantly intercepting the ice gun.

"when!"

As the golden wall of light collided with the ice gun, the ice gun trembled violently.

The next moment, hot flames burst out, burning the ice gun in just an instant.

"Beep Beep Boop!"

Under the intense burning of the flames, the ice gun could not resist and quickly melted and dissipated in the air.

"puff!"

But Duanmu Tong was too weak after all, and he couldn't help but raise his head and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

The golden wall of light also shattered.

This shows how powerful Qinglong is!

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this, Li Lingtian laughed loudly: "You trash, you can't even defeat my Qinglong, you still want to attack me?"

"Made, why does this kid have so many tricks?"

Hearing this, Duanmu Qing and Duanmu Tong looked at each other and became angry.

"Fifth brother, this kid has too many tricks. We can only win by defeating him himself!"

"good!"

With a roll of his eyes, Duanmu Qing suddenly raised his right hand. The next moment, bright golden light flickered on his right wrist.

Both of them thought that Li Lingtian's own level was relatively low just because he had enough external forces. Therefore, they planned to deal with Li Lingtian first.

To capture the thief, capture the king first; to shoot the man, shoot the horse first!

"Buzz!"

Golden light flashed, and the bracelet on Duanmuqing's right wrist suddenly flew out, quickly enlarged, and headed towards the Qinglong Tao.

"Roar!"

Qinglong didn't care. He flicked his tail, and the sharp tail, like a long whip, whipped towards the golden bracelet.

"Hehe, you're looking for death!"

Seeing this scene, Duanmu Tong and Duanmu Qing both sneered.

Li Lingtian raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but become worried, but soon he relaxed again and just looked at the golden halo and green dragon.

"Buzz!"

As Qinglong's sharp tail hit the halo, the bracelet suddenly trembled violently. The next moment, the golden halo suddenly erupted, and with a "whoosh", Qinglong's entire body was absorbed.

"Buzz buzz!"

The light flickered, and the dazzling light was extremely bright. Even the other people who were fighting felt it and closed their eyes.

Even Li Lingtian, Duanmu Tong, and Duanmu Qing narrowed their eyes and did not dare to look up at the golden halo.

After a while, the light gradually dissipated.

Li Lingtian looked up and couldn't help being surprised.

In the sky, there was no longer any figure of the green dragon, but only the golden halo.

The halo at this time still emits a faint light, and the power of space is constantly escaping from it.

Li Lingtian raised his eyebrows, and after a slight sense, the corners of his mouth curled up. He has seen the details of the halo.

It's just a quasi-world treasure, which can trap Qinglong for a quarter of an hour at most.

"Do you really think that a mere quasi-world treasure can trap it?"

Li Lingtian smiled and said, "You will regret it in less than a quarter of an hour!"

"Hehe!"

Duanmu Qing sneered, "Of course we know that the exile gold circle can only imprison Qinglong for a quarter of an hour. But after a quarter of an hour, as long as you die, what can Qinglong do to us?"

"Now that Qinglong is gone, I want to see how you can resist our offensive!"

At this point, Duanmu Qing and Duanmu Tong both grinned. Their faces were sinister.

"Eh..."

Shaking his head and sighing slightly, Li Lingtian smiled and said, "Do you really think I have no other means?"

"Then give it a try!"

Duanmu Qing shouted loudly, waved his hands, and a blood-red light banner suddenly appeared in his hands.

"The Wail of Ghosts!"

Amidst the shrill shout, dozens of purple-black lights and shadows emerged, condensed into many ghosts, and filled the air.

Instantly, a gloomy aura quietly spread out.

Even the others who were in the fierce battle felt a chill on their backs and their bodies trembled constantly.