Wu Mourning Heavenly King is such a fierce man, it is not easy to kill him.

What's more, he is not fighting alone, he has worked hard in Abi Hell for 1,600 years, as a general who grew up on the battlefield and has experienced a hundred battles, how can he not train a group of elite guards.

The way of the battle formation is even more familiar.

"Ran Min is a person, it is easy to kill him, but before killing him, he must also withstand his counterattack before he dies. Even if I join forces with King Xiang, I don't dare to say that I can kill the King of Martial Mourning without paying the price, and one of them will be seriously injured. If you're sure that only the Midnight Man was sent to the Nose Hell, Ran Min should be fine to protect himself. The power of his near-death counterattack, no one wants to face ......"

"After all, he is the boss who promulgated the "Killing Hu Order", he can't be provoked, he can't be provoked!"

Otogawa barely kept up with the speed of Shiraki, and gradually, traces of battle appeared on the barren grasslands of Yima Pingchuan.

It is said that this is a grassland, but in fact it is not a grassland, it is barren, without any life, only the black thing that resembles grass, as far as the eye can see, and even deep into it, there is no sense of direction from east to west, north and south.

This place is called the Plains of Despair.

Bai Qi looked at the traces of the battle, and for a commander who had been in war for a long time, he could see the state of the battle at a glance.

"It's not a long time, the attack is coming from two directions, Yi Xiaochuan, not just the midnight man! Are you sure that only the midnight man was beaten to the hell?" Bai Qi looked at Yi Xiaochuan seriously, and found nothing unusual.

"Two?" Yi Xiaochuan looked at the messy ground, naturally couldn't see anything, and said, "Wu Anjun, are you sure?"

"Undoubtedly, if it is only an attack in one direction, the King of Martial Mourning Heaven will not be so passive, he will only attack without his life, either you die or I die. After all, he's the worst vanguard I've ever seen......"

"It's stumped, at that time, the Midnight Man had an ambush behind the Flesh Gate, and was banished here by the Taishan Mansion Jun Dayin?" Xiao Yi pondered in his heart, there is really such a possibility, the ability of the Midnight Man to fuse the dream realm, the illusory reality transforms, if he cooperates with the witch Gu civilization, he ambushes himself in the dream......

Before he had time to think about it, Bai Qi walked against the wind again, and even Yi Xiaochuan felt that his body was being held up, and his speed increased by three percent.

In the depths of the endless plain, black qi was billowing, and a big man with a cloak of hair was holding a double-edged spear, sometimes attacking the sky and sometimes attacking the ground, and the eighteen ghost generals around him were no longer guarded.

Just now, the last guard blocked the blow, turned into black soul power, and dissipated on the plain of despair.

There was only one skeleton horse, and two flames burned violently in the pupils, and powerful hooves pounded on the ground, trampling large chunks of black dirt.

On the verge of Jediness, how similar it was more than a thousand years ago.

In the middle of the battlefield, the wind blew in his face, and he couldn't open his eyes, and the giant man held a spear to break through the darkness and stabbed into the sky like a demon god.

Behind him, a blood-colored cloak fluttered in the wind, and the ghostly aura was condensed like a substance, stirring everything around him with a fierce evil aura.

The black clouds overhead were pressed very low, and there was a terrifying aura hidden in it, and as the spear in the big man's hand stabbed past, there was a bang, and the sound of weapons colliding sounded.

The green tendons on the big man's neck swelled, and he roared to the sky, and a huge shock wave spread out in all directions.

On the back of the hand holding the spear, the green veins snaked like snakes.

Look at the sky again, it's a strange creature.

On its back is a pair of wings that look like poisonous moths, and the powder on them shows a strange black texture, which looks like a grinning skull, the head is deformed into a triangle, with huge compound eyes, transformed into the appearance of an insect, and the two arms are also deformed into extremely sharp sickle states, which look extremely sharp!

It was the scythe of its arm that had just collided with the spear.

And there are actually three long bony tails behind his buttocks, two long and one short, fluttering at his side like ribbons, probably taking the path of agile assassination.

"If you want to kill me Ran Min, you are not qualified enough!"

This big man with a cloak is none other than Ran Min, the king of martial mourning.

And this humanoid life incarnated as a strange bug is by no means a midnight man of the legal system.

The Midnight Man who kills people in his dreams will never have such strong melee ability.

After Ran Min roared, he seemed to have made a big move, a spear stabbed out, and the strength of his life was gathered, and in the storm that blew by, there was an amazing sound of wind, almost like a ghost and a god.

However, just as the spear was about to pierce the wormman's head, Ran Min suddenly had the illusion of stepping on the air, because the threat from the worm in front of him had completely disappeared!!

In front of the spear, the worm man fluctuated like a ripple, and then quickly blurred.

Instead, the threat came from behind.

In an instant, the spear in Ran Min's hand changed, and his strong sense of crisis made him immediately kill the spear to its true position.

It was able to block this strange and powerful insect-shaped sickle-like arm slash, and it was clear that the spear had an obvious dentation, and the huge force carried in this blow and slash made the skeleton horse under Ran Min's crotch involuntarily take a few steps backwards!

And the insect man screamed strangely, the wings on his back flashed, and he immediately saw a layer of gray-black scale powder aimed at Ran Min and sprinkled it directly, just looking at the color of this thing, he knew that there must be no good fruit to eat if it was stained.

And a slender bony tail pierced from an undetectable place, and instantly nailed to Ran Min's chest, and made a loud sound of striking the bronze bell.

The Heavenly King of Wu Mourning was stunned, holding a spear in one hand, and pulling out a short sword from his side with the other hand to cut off the bone tail.

But the powder was shrouded and stuck to the body, and immediately dense red spots appeared, which seemed to be highly poisonous.

Ran Min ignored the fiery attack and looked at his chest.

There is no harm in the soul body, but this time, it was he who was really injured.

"If you want to kill me Ran Min, you can't do it without paying a price!"

Angry hair rushes to the crown, and the beard is open.

I could clearly see that there was a rich and brilliant flesh and blood giant flower on the chest of the worm man, pierced by a spear, as if there was an extra weird hole the size of a basketball, the flesh and blood were blurred, and even the miserable white bone section could be seen.

Such an injury is fatal enough for ordinary people.

However, the muscles at the wound of the wormman began to wriggle and twist at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after the sky circled again, it had recovered to a full beard.

It can be seen how terrifying the enemy in front of you is, and the strong resilience is enough to make it invincible.

"Scorpion, someone's coming. If you don't fight hard, you won't have a chance to kill him......" There was a ripple-like fluctuation in the void, and a voice that was neither male nor female came out.

"Gan Linniang, do you think Lao Tzu can't sense the danger? Kill him, Lao Tzu will also die...... Gan Lin Niang...... You have the ability to kill yourself!"