Terror!

It's terrifying!

How had they ever seen such a scene, the huge body of the ghost and witch god almost frightened everyone!

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that such a thing really existed at this time, it's simply appalling.

But now, it's not their turn to believe it or not, because now it's uncertain whether they can survive or not!

The scythe of death was up to their necks, and their lives were no longer in their hands.

Fear is spreading!

Everyone was stunned, as if they were being stared at by countless ghosts.

I shuddered in my heart, felt creepy, and sent a chill down my spine.

The ghost witch god lowered his head slightly, looked at the crazy Purple Cloud Dao Chief, frowned, and said:

"Ziyun, what's wrong with you?"

The sound is like a bell, shaking the sky and the earth, and people can't help but tremble.

"Witch God, all the ghosts I raised were killed, and the dragon veins that I was supposed to take for the sect were not obtained, please ask the Witch God to avenge me!"

Ziyun Lao Dao hurriedly spoke up, and his ravine-ravine face was full of bitterness and cruelty.

"Who is it?"

The red eyes the size of the fist of the ghost witch god looked at the ground, and Fang Zhengcheng and the group of people were suddenly so frightened that their legs and feet became weak, and they collapsed directly to the ground.

Even some timid rich people are directly incontinent.

"Hahaha......"

Seeing this, the ghost and witch god immediately burst out laughing, and continued:

"Ziyun, just these little insects, you also called me out? It seems that you are really going back more and more!"

"The witch god, it's not them, it's the young boy on the edge!"

Daoist Ziyun stared at Ye Chen fiercely, roaring hoarsely, his voice full of angry killing intent.

"Huh?"

The ghost witch god followed the fingers of the purple cloud dao, looked at the situation, and sure enough, he saw Ye Chen standing quietly aside.

His expression was indifferent, very different from those people just now.

"Hey, boy, that's interesting!"

He saw that Ye Chen was not paralyzed with fright, and a wicked smile appeared on his hideous face, which looked extremely terrifying and terrifying.

"But you're still a little ant!"

As he spoke, the ghost witch god raised his foot and stepped towards Ye Chen's body, wanting to trample him to death directly.

"Take your life!"

"Ah~"

Seeing that Ye Chen was about to be trampled into meat sauce, Fang Jiayi couldn't help but close her eyes in fright and screamed loudly.

And the others were all cracked, their mouths were wide open, they no longer had the slightest strength in their bodies, and their clothes were wet with cold sweat.

If even an immortal like Ye Chen is invincible to this ghost and witch god, then ......

Then do they still have a way to live?

Everyone looked at the sharply falling soles of their feet, their eyes were dead and gray, and their expressions were gloomy.

however

Ye Chen's brows only frowned slightly, and instantly turned into a streamer, and in the blink of an eye, his figure was already a hundred meters away.

"Boom~"

The huge soles of the feet fell, and the entire mountain seemed to tremble for three points.

Fang Zhengcheng and a group of people next to him also looked at him in disbelief, and saw that Ye Chen was safe and sound, and there was a trace of hope in their eyes.

Their hopes now are almost all on Ye Chen.

Seeing that Ye Chen had actually dodged his attack, the ghost witch god was surprised in his heart, and not only spoke:

"Huh?"

"I didn't expect that you are still a calligraphy master? ”

Ye Chen's expression was pale, the black pupils in his eyes seemed to turn into an endless void, flashing a dark black and red light, and said in a cold voice:

"Don't say that the old way, it's you, and you can't help me at all!"

"Hmph, megalomaniacal boy!"

The eyes of the ghost witch god were cold, and he roared angrily, and his killing intent was even stronger, and he continued:

"But the mere magic master dares to be so arrogant as my ghost and witch god, I really don't know whether to live or die. ”

"Today, I'll let you see what is called the great power of communicating heaven and earth!"

His mouth opened wide, and a cloud of black gas spit out, instantly turning into countless ghosts with teeth and claws, roaring towards Ye Chen.

"粲粲粲......"

The breathtaking sound filled the entire mountaintop, and the eyes of those ghosts were red, and on closer inspection, they all looked exactly like ghosts and witches.

Their expressions were hideous, and they exuded an endless chill all over their bodies, and they rushed towards Ye Chen with lightning speed.

"Look for death!"

Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and the true spirit qi erupted, and his fists were like hammers, and he actually smashed directly on those virtual soul bodies.

Bang bang bang......

With the sound of crashing, countless ghosts let out heart-rending screams.

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

…………

And Ye Chen's movement speed is like light, and those ghosts can't touch his body at all.

"No, no, the vertical son dare!"

Seeing the miniature soul body he emitted slowly disappearing, the ghost witch god's face suddenly changed greatly, and his blood-red eyes were even more poignant.

"Boy, I want you dead!"

The eyes of the ghost and witch god were cracked, and the huge eyes like copper bells seemed to protrude by three points, which was even more terrifying.

He suddenly closed his hands and pulled out an extremely mysterious magic decision, his red mouth opened wide, and a deep voice came out, like a summons from the Netherworld.

"Come, Endless Hell of the Devil!"

In an instant, the sky was stained with blood, and the body was full of dry bones, and fierce ghosts and fierce spirits could be seen everywhere.

And the ghost and witch god is dressed in crimson and red kai, like the king of hell.

And Fang Zhengcheng, Fang Jiayi and the other tycoons, as well as the magic masters and leaders, were all stunned, and they all collapsed to the ground.

How had they ever seen such a sight!

The corpses are full of bones, the blood moon hangs high, and in front of you is a miserable Shura world.

Tall golems stood majestically, stained with scarlet blood, and a series of demonic castles stood in the gloomy purgatory.

Endless bones floated, seven or eight mountains of bones towered, and rivers of blood roared under statues, castles, and mountains of bones.

Even if a superior person like Fang Zhengcheng who has seen strong winds and waves is used to seeing blood, he still can't help but feel sick when he sees this situation.

"Vomit ......"

Others, like Fang Jiayi, had already vomited so much that their stomachs were empty, but they were still retching, as if they were going to vomit out their internal organs.

Their faces were pale, and they looked up at the crimson figure in the void, their eyes full of awe, fear, and a deep sense of powerlessness!

With an endless sneer on the corner of his mouth, the ghost witch god looked at the crowd in the endless ghost prison, as if he was looking at the dead!

This Endless Ghost Hell is a super supernatural power that he created a long time ago by gathering hundreds of millions of unjust souls.

Once cast, covering the sky and the sun, the endless ghost yin power can instantly form a huge magic circle, enveloping everyone.

In his circle, there were hardly any opponents.

Here, he is God!

Whoever he lets live, he will live! Whoever he lets die, he must die!

The soles of the ghosts and witches were windy, gently floating in the sky, moving in front of Ye Chen, and said viciously:

"Boy, under my supernatural powers, today I will let you, you can't survive but not die!"

The voice was cold, revealing endless coldness.

"Really?"

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth twitched, his expression was indifferent as usual, his pupils flashed with endless electric light, and the remaining thunder attribute elements in his body were all active.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the gloomy red sky, and said indifferently: "How dare you claim to be a supernatural power even in this humble formation?"

"Huh?"

Seeing that he was still so unashamed at this moment, the ghost witch god couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then laughed angrily, and said:

"You really don't cry when you don't see the coffin, and you won't have a chance to cry when you wait for a while!"

"Huh!"

Ye Chen smiled faintly, shook his arm casually, and said indifferently:

"Today, I'm going to show you what real supernatural powers are!"

As soon as the words fell, his expression suddenly tensed, and the thunder element in his body came out of his body, and he shouted loudly: "The thunder of the nine heavens, destroy the devil's delusion, reprimand!"

As Ye Chen's shouts fell, a silver snake suddenly appeared in the sky, directly piercing the formation of the ghost and witch god like a long sword.

"Click~"

In an instant, the thunder exploded, as bright as day.