Wang Huan had been fighting for an hour, and his clothes had all been stained red with blood, of course, most of them were someone else's. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The fire knife in his hand was undergoing a strange transformation, like a magnificent ruby, it no longer looked like a flame, but a real material.

The surface of Wang Huan's body was covered with fiery red scales, which seemed to have been watered with blood, and looked quite charming, like red lotuses.

This is because of the blessing of Wang Huan's spiritual power.

In this hour's fighting, because of Wang Huan's efficient killing and the never-tiring blessing brought by the blessing of the Holy Light, there were at least a hundred undead who fell under Wang Huan's hands!

These fallen undead have made Wang Huan's spiritual power improve by leaps and bounds, and the strength limit that originally took four hours to break through is now about to be unsealed.

His strength is about to be restored to half!

Just take out the enemy in front of you again!

Wang Huan's size has become extreme at the moment, but his height of five meters is still not tall on the island.

A huge fist was blasting towards Wang Huan.

Wang Huan's body suddenly became smaller, and he instantly turned into Hai Dongqing to accelerate, barely avoiding this attack.

In front of him was a huge evil spirit nearly ten meters tall, his whole body was as hard as a rock, and several barbs were born on his arms, which looked extremely hideous.

"Haha, this island is so cool! The speed of getting stronger is so fast, I want to be the strongest! The great evil spirit roared.

Wang Huan fought all the way, and finally met his opponent at this moment.

Despite its huge size, the speed of the giant evil spirit was extremely fast, and it came to Wang Huan almost instantly, kicking at Wang Huan.

Wang Huan once again increased his size to the limit, and suddenly stretched out the meat balls in the palms of his hands, and bounced away this powerful horizontal kick at the last moment.

The fire knife that Wang Huan was holding suddenly fell from the sky with raging flames like a flying sword, slashing towards the head of the huge evil spirit.

But the giant evil spirit roared in rage, and raised its arms sharply, blocking the fire knife with the incomparably hard barbs on its arms.

Wang Huan took this opportunity to retreat again.

The power of this huge evil spirit is much stronger than Wang Huan, and the defense is also extremely strong, so Wang Huan has never chosen to fight with it.

It's just that this huge evil spirit seems to have recognized Wang Huan and does not forgive him.

Because in this area to the west of the island, because of Wang Huan's previous crazy killing, he can already be regarded as a striking powerhouse in this area.

Killing such a strong person will gain more power than killing a hundred undead of average strength!

The number in the sky has changed to less than two thousand!

With more than four-fifths of the undead dead dead on the island in just one hour, one can imagine how fierce the battle on the island really was.

You know, there is no weak person who can enter this island.

By this point, however, the rate of decline in numbers has slowed significantly and significantly.

After all, after the first round of blood, the surviving undead became more terrifying, and each battle lasted longer.

This Soul Island has magical powers, so that as long as each undead kills other undead, they can directly absorb a large part of the spiritual power and vitality of the dead undead, which greatly promotes the evolution of the living undead.

Whether it is an evil spirit, a martial spirit, or a fierce beast, it has become several times more difficult than before!

Now, on this island, whoever gets stronger faster and kills more will be the king!

Not every undead is a lone ranger, though.

For example, another group of evil spirits that were approaching Wang Huan and the giant evil spirit was a clear example. They are all quite strange in size, some of them have the characteristics of strange beasts, and some of them hold hideous-looking weapons, faintly forming a formation.

There are more than a dozen of these evil spirits, and they have hunted many other undead along the way. Although cannibalism is still inevitable in the end, it is also a good way to gang up and kill the other undead first, at least greatly improving the chances of survival.

But in the eyes of the truly powerful, this form of loose collection is completely useless.

Wang Huan was holding on to the huge evil spirits, and when he saw this group of evil spirits, he tacitly stopped the battle and turned his head and rushed towards the group of evil spirits.

Sandpiper and clam compete with each other for the benefit of the fisherman, and this kind of thing is difficult to happen here.

After all, every surviving undead now is not a simple person, and it is difficult for the undead who only have muscles and do not think to survive in this killing field.

The evil spirits that are still alive are all insidious and cunning, and the martial spirits are also battle-hardened generals. When it comes to life-and-death battles against powerful opponents, no one wants to be picked up by others!

"Give me all the death!" The giant evil spirit roared excitedly, and the barbs of his arms grew larger, piercing into the earth, and fierce spiritual power poured into the ground.

Several huge pillars of earth suddenly appeared under the feet of the approaching evil spirits, and the pinnacles were like sharp blades, as long as they were pierced, it was basically impossible to survive!

However, the dozen or so evil spirits suddenly flew up, and only a few of them were hung up, and none of them died here.

They, too, are not weak!

"Tsk, we've found prey again, and if we hunt these two powerful undead, we'll be even stronger!" In the center of more than a dozen evil spirits, there was a rather thin figure.

It lies on the body of an evil spirit as fierce as a wild wolf, with a grim face, and it is an embarrassing martial spirit that uses parasitism as a way of survival.

This beast martial spirit will parasitize on other undead spirits, extremely cunning, and because it is proficient in all kinds of crooked ways, it has always been disliked by all undead.

The Martial Spirit suddenly spat out a mouthful of poisonous mist containing a large amount of spiritual power, enveloping more than a dozen evil spirits around it.

These poisonous mist will erode the bodies of the approaching undead, and these dozen or so evil spirits are not afraid of these poisonous mist because they have all taken the antidote of the martial spirits, and can attack freely.

On the contrary, their enemies are tied.

The giant evil spirit dodged the poisonous mist, and even its skin, which was harder than a rock, began to appear in tiny black spots.

The attacks of the evil spirits floating in the air are loose but very cunning, and their attacks are quite subtle and tricky according to the command of the martial spirits.

On top of that, there are so many phantoms in the poisonous mist that it is impossible to tell where the real enemy is, and several attacks from the giant evil spirit have all failed.

The vast majority of the undead really have no way to take this gang because of this kind of means, which is why they have been able to live until now.

However, they unfortunately chose the wrong enemy.

Just when the huge evil spirit was wrapped in a poisonous mist and was helpless under the siege of several evil spirits, Wang Huan's body burned with a faint flame, and he rushed into the poisonous mist without a trace of fear.

He wasn't even afraid of poisonous fruits, how could he be a poisonous mist of martial spirits?!

Without Wang Huan using the meat ball to pop out the toxin, the holy light would suddenly disperse the toxins that poured into Wang Huan's body.

Wang Huan's eyes were shrouded in holy light, he saw the figures of all the evil spirits clearly, dodged all the attacks, and quickly rushed to the front of the Martial Spirit, and shouted violently, and slashed out his fire knife in the terrifying gaze of the Martial Spirit!

However, at this moment, there was an attack that was faster than Wang Huan, and a white robe rushed into the poisonous mist from the woods, as if entering and leaving a no-man's land, and a silver spear in his hand was like a lightning bolt that suddenly lit up, stabbing at the same time as the martial spirit and Wang Huan.