Syllable!

A silent faint voice resounded all around!

Boom!

Pure white shines, existence can be revealed!

Fang Cheng bit his awe-inspiring killing intent, sad and indignant emotions, stepped out, flashed in a flash, and rushed to the area in front of him that was fighting!

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Star Prison War Zone, Marginal Zone.

The immortal team belonging to the 4,691st Corps of the Marginal Theater encountered a full ten half-step Immortal Luo head-on!

Ten places!

In this immortal queue, there are only nine half-step Void Monarchs and ninety-nine immortals, and their upper limit is five half-step Immortal. And when they met the ten half-step Stygians head-on, they all knew that they would surely die.

"We will surely die!" a half-step monarch roared in mourning, but he waved his palms and exploded into blazing flames, dragging the two half-step Immortals to death!

Bang!

Incomparably blazing flames continued to emerge from his body, and it seemed that he was very reluctant to force himself to burst out with such a powerful combat power.

"Half-step Stylus!" he gritted his teeth, the huge amount of sweat flowing on his face was instantly evaporated into the air by the flames, he seemed to be burning all over his body, and he did his best to resist the two half-step Stygians!

Notice.

The combat power of the half-step Void Monarch is far superior to that of the Half-step Void Sovereign. And he used a bizarre secret method to forcibly fight two half-step hells at the cost of squeezing his body's vitality and dedicating the collapsed soul space.

The next moment.

He roared frantically, "Brothers, let the Five Steps Immortal leave!

In an instant, there was a response, and there was no hesitation.

"Yes!"

"Captain, I listen to you!"

A half-step monarch and a four-step immortal immediately started to use his strongest secret method, preparing to drag the half-step immortals head-on, so that the five-step immortal would leave first.

Prosperous!

A female half-step monarch was flowing with dazzling golden light, like a super giant star suddenly boiling and running, bursting out with terrifying light and heat!

Her eyes and face were lowered, and she grabbed back silently, holding a huge pillar, and slashed forward fiercely, knocking on the half-step Stygian that was coming towards her, and even made her body tremble, flying tens of thousands of miles upside down.

At the same time, the rest of the cultivators also rushed forward desperately, ready to drag down the ten half-step Hells!

The reason for this is that -

It is precisely because of the particularity of the five-step immortal! Every five-step immortal has grown and advanced step by step from the Supreme Realm Lord, and there is a nearly half probability of being able to achieve the Void Monarch! The two five-step immortals are like a Void Monarch in the future!

It is precisely because of this that in the Star Hell War Zone, the importance of the five-step immortal is far greater than that of the ordinary half-step monarch!

They would rather burn their lives than try. For the sake of the human race, they want to fight for the slightest advantage!

However.

Such a simple wish has completely degenerated into a false illusion.

Boom!

A young man who seemed to be a handsome human race, with a strange face with strange patterns, dressed in a brocade dress that seemed to be made of satin, stood indifferently in the sky, overlooking everything in the world.

It's as if going back and forth between war zones, just a leisurely stroll.

"Terran?"

"Are you bored and bored with all these disgusting feelings? It's so embarrassing to me that I have to show it. The demonic boy sneered, revealing a dark square mouth, terrifying!

It is a hell of a hell that destroys the world and brings disaster!

Wow.

A stream of pitch-black darkness swept through the audience, freezing all the cultivators, as if they had all turned them into sculptures.

"Hey. ”

The corners of the demonic boy's mouth were like torn jagged teeth, grinding back and forth, staring at the cultivators below.

At this moment.

The darkness around it can flow and change unpredictably, sometimes condensed into a square and round ancient monster, sometimes condensed into mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon, and finally all turned into images of creatures with painful expressions and as if they were wailing silently.

These are the objects of its destruction.

"Look at the expressions of these creatures when they die, they are strange and interesting. It's really a pleasure for me. Fortunately, I had expected to keep them all in reserve, otherwise how could I show my glory?"

The strange boy licked his chin, hehe Naole.

It stared at the cultivators below like a spring breeze, stared at the half-step monarch led by it, and said slowly: "You were very powerful just now, you were very arrogant, you like to roar inexplicably, and it is not bad to fight against the two half-step hells of our clan." ”

"That's it. ”

"I give you a chance, as long as you kill the rest of the cultivators with your own hands, I can spare your lowly life. ”

It was full of interest.

And the other ten prison clansmen half-step Hellor, all of them restrained their Hellish powers, and stood quietly and respectfully behind the demonic boy.

Here, dead silence.

A silent excitement surged and ecstasy reverberated in the hearts and souls of all practitioners.

"Captain, let's do it!"

"Don't be willful, my captain. ”

"Hahaha, captain, please entrust the lives of our brothers and sisters and continue to live!" the cultivators struggled, barely reluctantly reluctantly conveying their voices.

However.

This is deliberately done by the bewitching boy. If it hadn't been able to loosen the suppression of the Underworld, it would have been impossible for these cultivators to transmit their voices. Under the sweep of the Immortal Force, how can it be moved? Even the circulation of immortal power is delusional!

"Interesting. ”

"It's so much fun. Why aren't you inferior beings afraid of death? Is it precisely because of this that you are inferior? Tsk, how do you choose?"

The strange boy licked his chin playfully and watched quietly.

The cultivators below were anxiously persuading, hoping that their captain would survive.

"Shut up!"

The half-step monarch who was the leader roared, blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, his body suddenly swelled incomparably, and at the same time, his body was completely burned, and all the existence energy was burned out, just for the crazy glory of the final blow!

Bang!

His eyes were full of blood, and he stared at the demonic boy who was standing above and overlooking them, and roared in a low voice: "Something like a beast deserves to make me wait to crawl?

"What are you talking about!" The demonic young man's eyes widened, and the pitch-black Stygian suddenly penetrated deep into the void in all directions with a furious rage, ferociously entangled with all the cultivators below. The infinite Stygian energy is like a black thorny vine, entangled around them!

Boom!

The thorny vines deeply pierced their flesh and skin, rubbing up and down and back, and carried out miserable rubbing and abusing in the world!

But!

Not a single cultivator spit out half a scream! No! Not a single one!

"Hahaha!" The half-step monarch who was the leader and also the captain of this immortal queue roared wildly: "You prison beasts, you also want us to bend our backs?

"Haha, exactly!"

"The captain is so right!"

A group of cultivators next to him, although their faces were extremely distorted, smiled heartily and echoed their captain.

At this moment, they also knew that they were dead.

In that case, why not laugh?

Poop!

The demonic young man was furious, brutal and screaming, and his body was trembling slightly, revealing a strange murderous intent!

"Do you know what you're talking about? Who gave you the guts to spit out such rampant words?"

Poop!

The demonic boy roared, and his right paw leaned forward, intending to be the first to torture and kill the Terran half-step monarch who was the leader!, while the other ten half-step Stygians were staring at it mockingly, waiting to see a killing feast with their own eyes!

At this very moment-

"Do you know how you're going to die?" A cold and fierce sonorous voice resounded in all directions of the void, like the crisp and rich sound of supernatural weapons colliding with each other, rippling the world!

Boom!

Fang Cheng, dressed in white, came from the distant void with transcendent steps!

Bang! Bang!

Suddenly, a vast and vast, pure white illusory giant palm descended here from above, glowing with brilliant brilliance, through the countless residual voices of the war zone, with an irresistible invincible attitude, instantly caught the demonic boy!

"You know what?"

Fang Cheng sneered and announced lightly: "You will be pinched to death by me with one palm." ”

Follow.

The pure white illusory giant palm slowly tightened and clenched, like the gears of time turning forward, never retreating or stopping. The giant palm contains the original creation and existence energy, and between the grasping, it is like a black hole collapsing inward, and when it lands, it forms a terrifying energy fluctuation that destroys everything, overflowing into the palm!

"Huh?"

And the hellish and demonic boy of the prison clan only had time to spit out a sound of confusion, and was immediately swept and swallowed by the violent fluctuations in the giant palm, and everything in front of him was pitch black, and his consciousness and mind fell into the cold and endless abyss of death.

Poof!

A subtle cracking sound sounded, and the demonic boy's body completely collapsed!

Many cultivators looked at it in astonishment, and they couldn't help but feel ecstasy and excitement in their hearts, and their knees trembled and they almost bowed down to the void, bowing down to this tyrannical and domineering human monarch!

The next moment.

Fang Cheng's eyelids swept away, and his pure white eyes shone brightly, like the dawn that shone on the heavens and the earth, judging life and death, and instantly stretched to ten half-step hells!

Poof!

The ten Prison Clansmen, who had just been frightened, were all stunned by Fang Cheng's eyes, and there was no escape from the devastating death!

"Shhh

"Such a powerful Void Monarch actually descended on the edge area?" The ecstatic expression of the half-step monarch led by him also froze a little, and he couldn't understand it.

After a moment.

Fang Cheng looked deeply at these cultivators, bowed his head slightly, and then stepped out in one step, leaving completely with the ethereal posture of detaching the overlapping space!

Syllable!

Majestic pure white, fleeting!21010