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"Deploy the Ghost Cannons! Target the blood eagle in the middle!" The same deep and ruthless voice rang out from within the mass of dark clouds.
Yet as the Ghost Cannons rotated, several more blood eagles shot out. Their speed was so astonishing that even ordinary early-stage Ghost Kings found them difficult to handle, much less the other members of the Ghost Race.
By then, the defenses of the giant bone ship had already been broken through one after another by Xiahou Dunfeng and Mu Feng Nishang. Lu Xiaotian merely paused for a moment before closing in and flying toward the other end of the bone ship.
The giant bone ship was not particularly fast in the Blackwater. Besides more than a dozen early- and middle-stage Ghost Kings, it also carried over a thousand Golden Core-level members of the Ghost Race.
With several booming explosions, the blood fetuses formed from Lu Xiaotian's blood astral power were blasted apart by the giant bone arrows on the bone ship or the Ghost Cannons.
Forced into view, Lu Xiaotian attacked with both hands. Two roaring blood-colored war elephants smashed through more than a dozen Golden Core-stage members of the Ghost Race, scattering bones in all directions. Several nearby Ghost Cannons were also trampled to pieces beneath the elephants' feet.
"What nerve!" Five Ghost Kings, including two middle-stage and three early-stage ones, had already reached this end of the bow. They attacked together, sending bone sabers, ghost chains crawling with gray ice, and nether rulers wreathed in violet-green ghostfire crashing toward Lu Xiaotian.
"Blood Astral Battle Armor!" Lu Xiaotian let out a clear shout. He allowed the five ghost weapons to strike his body, producing a series of booming impacts, yet they failed to