In a large hall near the sinkhole in the Purgatory Land, more than a hundred magicians stared unblinkingly at the large mirror image, and the slightly blurred images that came back. When I saw a large number of prisoners, because they had not received food, they scolded and vented, and I couldn't help but burst into laughter.

After a while, the image of the large mirror technique became more and more unclear as if it was disturbed, and finally the mirror technique fell directly into darkness. Attracted many magicians and exclaimed.

"What's going on? Why is mirroring failing? ”

"I can't see anything, what's going on?" the magicians chattered.

"Is there not enough elemental crystals, take a look. A deacon shouted at the guards.

After a while, the guard ran back and reported, "Lord Deacon, there are enough elemental crystals for the circle to operate, and there are no problems with the circle. I don't know why this is happening?"

One of the magicians said worriedly, "Lord Deacon, let's report to the Council of Elders as soon as possible!

The deacon thought about it carefully, waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "It must be those damn magicians who did it, this kind of thing used to happen a lot. Since they are going to starve from above, let them vent their dissatisfaction! It is impossible for a necromancer to use the power of the soul to isolate the investigation of the mirror technique. Soon the picture will return to normal, this little thing, don't bother the Presbyterian Church. ”

Everyone felt justified when they heard it, after all, in the past, there were often some necromancers who used this to resist the detection of mirror magic. These people breathed a sigh of relief, stretched their waists, and began to talk in groups.

Leng Feng led a large number of Martial Venerable-level powerhouses to a magical barrier with great momentum. Looking at the magically surging guardian array from a distance, a trace of disdain appeared on Leng Feng's face. Said coldly: "Array mage, let me crack this circle as quickly as possible." More than ten powerful martial venerables, carefully protecting the five array mages, slowly stepped forward.

These five array mage war servants have obtained a large amount of cultivation resources in the divine spirit space, and their strength has grown extremely fast. It took less than a cup of tea to deal with this guardian circle. The original guardian circle with abundant magic power has gradually faded and disappeared.

Leng Feng looked at the huge iron gate that was leaking out, and waved his big hand fiercely. The tiger roared angrily, and a terrifying fighting spirit appeared around him, and he kicked out with a lightning kick. With a loud bang, the incomparably strong iron door was kicked to the ground. A large number of Martial Venerable-level followers swarmed in and rushed forward like lightning.

The entire jailer's office area was quietly empty. Leng Feng led a large number of prisoners and quickly rushed up the stone steps.

At Leng Feng's signal, the tiger pushed open the iron door. Before the guards guarding the door could react, several terrifying sword qi had already swept in, easily cutting these people into several pieces.

Leng Feng slowly walked out of the iron gate, smelled the fresh air outside, and said in a good mood: "Each regiment occupies this area as quickly as possible. Let's kill!"

The heads of the various martial arts regiments were full of excitement, and they led their subordinates one after another, and the tide rushed towards many buildings. In a short time, terrifying magic fluctuations and palpitating fighting spirit swept out. The deafening shouts of killing resounded in the sky.

Leng Feng swung the Staff of Death again and again, summoning a large number of skeletons. After giving the order to slaughter, he followed a large number of Wuzun and killed in the distance. Take out the messenger as you go. Excitedly, he said: "Lu Longzhi has been found, you can act." After sending it out with the soul, with the swing of the staff, a series of bone spears shot forward. Shoot the disciples of the Weeping Blood Gate one by one.

Although the disciples of the Weeping Blood Sect who defended this place were very elite, under the impact of a large number of martial artists and the siege of a large number of skeletons, they fell to the ground one by one screaming in succession. As the number of prisoners grew, the situation became even more critical. At the same time, Leng Feng's war servants flew into the air one after another, one after another, magic crossbows, aimed at the disciples of the Weeping Blood Sect, wantonly pouring arrow rain. One by one, the magic scrolls were thrown to the crowd without feeling distressed. In the continuous roar, I don't know how many people were consumed by magic.

After the mage group led by Di Tai joined the battlefield, one after another powerful lethal magic continued to cover many Weeping Blood Sect disciples. The terrifying magic fluctuations can be clearly sensed even from a long distance. Under the blow of such extravagance, this place was occupied by the Tiankeng Alliance at an extremely fast speed. And a large number of prisoners also found the immunity beads from the corpses on the ground. The strength of the Tiankeng Alliance is getting stronger and stronger.

Leng Feng appointed Wan San as the head of the periphery, leading a large number of prisoners who had not joined the Tiankeng Alliance. Command Mansan to loot the riches of this place. While instructing the servants to prepare for defense.

Boom Boom Boom ...... Demonic signals rose from all over the place of Purgatory. One by one, the strong men urged the wings of the fighting spirit and flew towards the sinkhole like lightning. A large number of guards on the ground, like ants, gathered towards the sinkhole. Obviously, the Land of Purgatory has learned of the prisoners' rebellion, and looking at this posture, it wants to completely wipe out the resistance in one fell swoop.

Di Tai looked at the large number of strong people flying in the air like dark clouds in surprise, and said with horror: "Leng Alliance Lord, what should we do! The opponent is too powerful. Far from what we can resist. ”

"Hengzhu is a death, Lao Tzu fought with them. The tiger looked at the strong man of the Weeping Blood Gate who was constantly approaching, and his heart was about to rush up and fight hard.

"Stop......" Leng Feng said coldly. Seeing that everyone stopped. Glancing at the dense crowd approaching quickly in the air, he sneered: "Let you see my methods!"

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Leng Feng slowly took out a orb from the divine space that exuded rich magical power fluctuations. Seeing that the Weeping Blood Gate powerhouse was getting closer and closer, he was able to release the attack after flying a certain distance. The power of the soul suddenly urged out. The orb in his hand emitted a dazzling light. A golden aura swept out like lightning, rapidly expanding outward.

The speed of this golden light was too fast, and before the powerhouse of the Weeping Blood Gate could react, the golden light had already penetrated through his body, spreading like a distance. Immediately after, an unbelievable scene happened. I saw the strong man of the Weeping Blood Gate flying at high speed, like a bird with broken wings, with a terrified howl from his mouth, and quickly fell downward. The dense crowd is like dumplings.

"Oh my God! This is a pseudo-god-level treasure!" Ditai muttered in disbelief with a huge shock in his heart.

"Is this the power of the Forbidden Sky Enchantment?" A large number of Wu Zun looked at the densely falling crowd in amazement, their faces full of sluggishness. There are only a few people here who have been lucky enough to see the Forbidden Sky Enchantment. As for the large forbidden space barrier installed in the city, these people have seen quite a few. It's just that it's rare to see the spectacular scene after the urging.

Leng Feng looked at this scene, raised his arms high, and roared angrily: "Brothers, kill me." Kill all of these beasts. With Leng Feng's roar, many martial honorable-level powerhouses reacted. This kind of beating of the water dog is not something that can be encountered every day. All of them roared angrily and desperately urged their fighting spirit, and rushed forward quickly.

In the deafening sound of horses' hooves, in front of many martial artists, the black-pressed skeleton knight suddenly appeared. Led by a skeleton knight lord, this vast army of knights rushed forward like a dark cloud. The dense sound of horses' hooves was deafening.

One by one, the strong men of the Weeping Blood Gate fell from the sky and were smashed to pieces. Seeing a large number of skeleton knights, they released the knight charge and trampled on it like flying. Forcibly struggling to get up from the ground, he quickly prepared for battle.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and the fighting spirit is agitated. One by one, the powerhouses of the Weeping Blood Gate roared angrily, and the weapons in their hands waved again and again, slashing the skeleton knights who rushed quickly. Under the forbidden space enchantment, every strong person present has the ability to fly. He can only fight desperately on the ground.

Finally blocked this offensive and wiped out the army of skeleton knights. Before they could catch their breath, the overwhelming number of prisoners came to kill them in full gear. Hundreds of martial honor-level powerhouses were in front of them, and their bodies exuded terrifying fighting qi fluctuations, sweeping like mountains and seas.

Under the shocked gaze of the powerhouse of the Weeping Blood Gate, these Martial Venerable-level prisoners, approaching like lightning, fiercely shredded the magic scroll in their hands. Boom...... In the continuous roar, one after another powerful lethal magic spread through the crowd. The rain of blood accompanied by stumps and severed arms flew in the air. Such a terrifying scene is enough to be called a terrifying nightmare. I don't know how many strong people have been devoured.

The powerhouses of both sides were all scuffled together, and violent fluctuations in fighting spirit swept away. Leng Feng was like a ghost, his figure erratic. The power of the soul swept out, locking on the strong ones of the Weeping Blood Gate, the weakness technique, the gravity technique, the sluggishness technique, and the continuous ejaculation. Covering the actions of Fang Wuzun with all his might.

At the same time, with the swing of the staff, a lord-level skeleton summoned out. Under its perverted control, kill the crowd. As soon as the fierce battle began, it was already in a white heat. The field was full of bloody people, and the roars and screams were endless.

The arrival of the luxurious Dharma Venerable Magic Regiment led by Di Tai completely became the last straw that crushed the powerhouse of the Weeping Blood Gate. The power of the magic is terrifying, and it has caused great damage to it. Coupled with the fact that the prisoner Wuzun became more and more brave the more he fought, the situation gradually became unfavorable to the Weeping Blood Gate. With the blood of the strong people on the spot, in the bloody door, the situation of the strong people fleeing has already begun.

Leng Feng released one soul whip after another, killing the strong man who fought with the tiger, and the devastated immortal wanted to die. His body plummeted, and his movements were slow, and he was beheaded by a fierce tiger's sword. Seeing the strong man of the Weeping Blood Gate retreating quickly. Leng Feng raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Brothers, kill with me! ”