The black Futu Tower, like a god of war from ancient times, with a power to suppress the sky, when it appeared, the ground trembled, the sky changed, and in the area below dozens of zhang, those rushing foot-hugging dolls turned into ashes in the screams.

The boy looked at the Futu Tower that appeared with a cold gaze, and even he felt a burst of shock on the Futu Tower.

Immediately, urging the hand to decide, when it fell, a monstrous forest ghost qi spread, and in an instant it spread for dozens of miles, everywhere it went, it was barren, and the vitality dissipated, and in this ghost qi, one after another terrible and hideous figures, stepping on the black qi and walking out, like a fierce god from hell.

"Hyakki Night Walk"

A sharp voice came out of the boy's mouth, and when it echoed in the sky, the venerable evil ghost, stepping on the black mist, went straight to Wang Chen.

Wang Chen's face was slightly gloomy, and he directly urged the Futu Tower to the extreme, and a buzzing sound came from the Futu Tower.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The evil ghosts slammed into the Futu Tower, although the pressure of the Futu Tower had a certain degree of oppression on them, but it would not affect their actions, one by one, they were red-eyed, and blasted towards the Futu Tower, looking like they were about to tear the tower apart.

The Futu Tower shook again and again in the attacks, and it was obvious that it had reached the brink of collapse under the endless attacks of this group of powerful ghosts.

Wang Chen stood under the Futu Tower, and blood overflowed from his mouth from time to time, because the Futu Tower was his natal tower, and when it was attacked, he would also be shocked.

Especially those powerful ghosts, one by one, their cultivation is comparable to that of the Heavenly Yuan Realm, which is comparable to the level of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Yuan Realm.

Seeing that the Futu Tower was about to collapse, Wang Chen gritted his teeth and took it back, with a touch of madness in his eyes, and when the power of the Shuangdan exploded, a monstrous demonic aura grew madly from his body.

......

An indescribable cry resounded through the sky, followed by a huge soul shadow that appeared behind Wang Chen, it was a figure holding a long stick, covered in golden hair, and the brilliance was compelling, especially the colorful crown on his head, which made the sky eclipsed the moment it appeared.

The Shadow of the Demon King, once again!

This is the second time Wang Chen has used this method in the true sense, if it is not a life and death crisis, he is unwilling to use it, on the one hand, the use of this method has a great loss on his body, and he cannot recover in a short time, on the other hand, the fluctuation of this method is likely to attract the attention of some people, just like Qingxian.

If Qingxian knew that Wang Chen was still alive, it was estimated that he would immediately take action and kill him.

Looking at the shadow of the demon king that suddenly appeared, since the fight, the boy's face appeared solemn for the last time, but it was still full of disdain and contempt.

"I have long seen that your lifeline is extraordinary, but I didn't expect it to be a mortal demon, tsk, it must be delicious to eat. ”

Tong Zi Sensen smiled, the handprint changed again, and when it fell, the surrounding ghost qi spread again, twenty miles, fifty miles, eighty miles...... It didn't stop until a hundred miles.

If you look at it from the sky at this moment, you will definitely see that this hell is shrouded in ghostly energy, as if it has turned into a ...... Hellish Hell.

In the hundred miles of ghost qi, a powerful ghost continued to appear in the black mist, and the fierce aura rose monstrously, with a touch of violent aura, and went straight to Wang Chen.

Wang Chen's figure did not move at all, and gradually closed his eyes, which made the whole person feel extremely ethereal.

An extremely strange fluctuation continued to expand at the center of his eyebrows, until it condensed into substance, and a wisp of pale yellow barren gas, as if rushing out of the rules, descended, and fell at Wang Chen's feet, at the same time, Wang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, slowly raised his arm, and pointed forward with slender fingers, and the group of roaring ghosts whispered: "Baili...... Demon Walk"

When the voice fell, the barren aura at Wang Chen's feet spread in an instant, and everywhere he went, the terrifying ghost aura was directly dispersed, as if facing a great enemy, constantly rolling and retreating.

A weird, a changeable, an arrogant, a rebellious...... Born in the air of desolation.

Gradually, ten miles, twenty miles, thirty miles, until fifty miles, the barren qi stopped, and at this moment, those ghost qi was also expelled by the desolation qi, and shrunk to a range of fifty miles, under the control of the boy, and the barren qi was divided.

Immediately after, in the barren atmosphere, a demon shadow appeared, although it was illusory, but the body of those demon shadows exuded a monstrous demon aura that changed the color of the heavens and the earth, as if touching a certain prohibition in the sky, the clouds in all directions, and the heavy thunderclouds attacked in an instant, constantly condensing in the sky above this heaven and earth, and the purple silver dragons rolled and roared in the thunderclouds.

A full fifty demons, like awakened stinging dragons, raised their heads to the sky and roared, with an indescribable momentum, and rushed out with regret.

For a while, it seemed that Wang Chen had become the master of these demons, and it seemed that these demons were just a clone of Wang Chen.

It's all slow to say, but it all bursts out between breaths.

The sound of the collision between the demon and the ghost, the sky rose from the ground in an instant, the monstrous impact, swept in all directions, and shook the mountains and forests, countless demon beasts rushed to escape.

At the same time, Wang Chen stabbed the heavenly stick with a wave of his hand and flew out, stepping on the void, the wind burst step by step, and went straight to the boy.

With a sneer, the boy stepped on the void and shot at Wang Chen.

Boom, boom......

Fighting again and again, the roar of the explosion continued to come out, Wang Chen now relied on his demon power, but he could also fight with the boy, but he knew that he would not last too long in this state, and there would be twenty breaths at most.

Within twenty breaths, even if you can't kill this boy, you must force him back, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

With a wave of his hand, the cold air swept away, and the cold tide in all directions turned into a cold ban and went straight to the boy.

The boy's body is weird, and when he shoots, there is even more monstrous ghost energy spreading on his body, turning into a series of powerful ghosts and blasting towards Wang Chen.

Now, Wang Chen's strongest combat skill is the Hundred Miles Demon Walk, but because of his cultivation, he can only show fifty miles, otherwise when the Hundred Miles Demon Qi is permeated, he has enough confidence to suppress it with one blow.

"Interesting, you've worn away my little patience, so it's time to send you on your way. The figure of the boy retreated, withdrew dozens of feet away, and laughed out loud as the handprint fell: "Soul extinguishing lamp." ”

Suddenly, a white paper lamp appeared in the void, and its appearance did not cause any changes, and even at a glance, it was just the most ordinary lantern.

But since seeing the appearance of this lamp, Wang Chen's heart has set off thousands of waves, and a strong sense of jealousy has surged into his heart.

It seems that with the appearance of this lamp, the soul in his body actually has a feeling that it is not under his control, and it wants to fly out of his body and burrow into that paper lamp.

(End of chapter)