The battle of Guillotine Mountain in the past was extremely dangerous for Luo Ying, and at that time, the Martial King Realm, which was much higher than him, was as cheap as ants, and even the Martial Spirit Realm could fall......

But in this life, everything is completely different!

Luo Ying looked at the direction of Guillotine Mountain and laughed at himself: "Although it's a little late, fortunately, it's still too late, it's the same without me, everyone can still hold on until the fourth day, and then there will be a real Luo strong person to arrive in advance, and the crisis will be resolved." ”

At this moment, the battle on Guillotine Mountain is still tragic, but Luo Ying already knows the ending, so he doesn't have to worry about it at all, but his mind swept across the battlefield, but he didn't see the person he was looking for, so he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Xiaoxian, Wushuang, fearless, Brother Zhuang ......"

Luo Ying carefully swept through the crowd again, but the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, because he had ignored one problem before, that is, the number of people!

There should be nearly 50,000 people trapped in Guillotine Mountain, and the last survivors are about six or seven thousand, and the first three days were supported by a large array, plus the physical strength and magic weapons were sufficient, and the casualties were not heavy, until the night of the fourth day, it was the most tragic time.

In other words, it is only the morning of the fourth day, and at least 20,000 people should still be alive, but Luo Ying roughly calculates, I am afraid that it will not even be 5,000!

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and he didn't even look for it in the pile of dead people, so he flew up directly and rushed straight into the sky above Guillotine Mountain!

Luo won very quickly, and when someone found out, he had already entered the battlefield, and then there were big handprints all over the sky, falling like snowflakes, attacking completely indiscriminately!

In the absence of willpower, Luo Ying temporarily made up his mind and changed the Sorrowful Buddha Hand to drive it away with Mu Yuan's power, although the power was far from the same, but it was enough to deal with the ghost cultivator.

Wood attribute for life, it is the nemesis of ghosts and dead things, plus the Sorrowful Buddha Hand is also a healing technique, with the pure wood yuan force to urge, it is a big killer to restrain ghost cultivation!

As soon as Luo Ying appeared, he desperately urged the hands of the Buddha of Sorrow, countless Buddhist handprints, and threw them into the pile of people and ghosts like no money......

Next, a miracle happened!

On the fourth day, the people who had been completely desperate finally saw a miracle!

A god-like figure, descending from the sky, every handprint he made fell on his body as if he was bathed in a medicinal bath in a spiritual pool, and the injuries on his body were actually improved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the dead qi that had accumulated in his body for a long time was instantly swept away!

It's not like that, these handprints hit the ghost cultivator, and they are completely instantaneous!

Everyone was stunned by this scene, watching Luo Ying keep casting this divine handprint in the sky, it was like spilling beans......

Everyone wants to ask, such a awesome senior...... Does anyone know?

Several Martial Spirit Realms who were still present, and even Zhan Beichen, who was fighting against the Hades King, also searched for this person in their minds, and finally came to the same conclusion, they had never seen this person before!

In fact, even if you have never seen it, even if you have just heard of it, you can remember it immediately!

People fought until the fourth day, looking at the inexhaustible ghost cultivators and their fallen companions, they had long since lost their illusions, and they were completely struggling with the intention of killing one and earning one.

However, the appearance of Luo Ying instantly ignited hope, and many people were shocked after being slapped by the sad Buddha, and in the blink of an eye, the morale of human beings was unprecedentedly high.

And at this moment, an angry scream pierced the sky, and an extremely fast black shadow suddenly attacked Luo Ying, and someone immediately reminded: "It's a Hades-level ghost cultivator, brother, be careful......"

In fact, without waiting for the person to speak, Luo Ying had already realized it, but the strong man of ghost cultivation, he didn't pay attention to it at all, unlike the mortal venerable of human beings, with Luo Ying's current cultivation, he would still be afraid, such as the old witch of the Ruan family, who asked him for half his life before he died.

But ghost cultivation is ghost cultivation, even if the other party's strength is comparable to that of Fan Zun, Luo Ying has many ways to deal with it.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost cultivator had already come behind him, and Luo Ying turned back with a big handprint, but the other party had already expected it, sneered, easily flashed the blow, and then turned into a cloud of black mist, and quickly pounced!

And Luo Ying's blow missed, which was also expected, I saw that he immediately came out with another palm, it turned out that the previous handprint was for this palm, so that the other party could not avoid it, and could only be hard-connected!

In an instant, the black mist that the ghost cultivator turned into was intertwined with this palm, but there was no earth-shattering loud noise, as if Luo Ying had passed through the black mist, and the two sides suddenly switched positions.

Then the black mist condensed, and the figure of the ghost cultivator was revealed again, but as soon as he appeared, a large number of flames erupted from the inside out, and he immediately turned into a "fire man"!

Looking at Luo Ying again, his whole body was covered with black mist, and he was suddenly invaded by the other party's dead breath in large quantities!

The people who saw this scene all gasped, obviously, Luo Ying hit the opponent hard with some extremely domineering fire supernatural power, but he was also hit by the opponent's dead air, and it was firmly bombarded, this Nima ...... It's clearly a way of playing with a thousand enemies and a thousand self-inflicted losses!

Everyone thought that Luo Ying would be so strong, and he risked his life as soon as he came up, and they couldn't help but be in awe, and they were secretly worried about him.

This kind of Hades level death qi, even Zhan Beichen didn't dare to let it enter his body, and although Luo Ying's handprint was amazing, his cultivation was obviously not as good as Wuzun, wouldn't he be killed on the spot?

Many people wanted to help, but they suffered from a lack of skills, so they had to watch Luo Ying being haunted by death......

"Just a few ants, and they want to die together?" The ghost cultivator tried his best to suppress the fire element power in his body, and let out a sharp ghost howl, and his anger was even more scornful.

Although these flames were enough for him to drink a pot, it only took a few more moments for him to get rid of it, and the other party had no reason to survive!

The ghost Xiu's laughter spread all over the mountains, seeing that Luo Ying's body was covered with dead energy, it seemed that the general trend had gone, but he pounced on his opponent without hesitation, as if he was using his last life to make a last fight!

In an instant, many people felt that their eyes were sour, and no one had seen Luo Ying in the past four days of bloody fighting, obviously he had just arrived.

Everyone asked themselves, if it were themselves, would they dare to step forward when they saw the terrifying scene of Guillotine Mountain?

A female cultivator of the Martial Spirit Realm had already burst into tears, and suddenly said loudly: "What's your name!"

Luo Ying just flew up, and when he heard the words, he subconsciously said, "My name is Zhang Ying." ”

"What do you want?" said the nun hurriedly.

"Wish?" Luo Ying was stunned: "Give my mother a pension?"

While speaking, Luo Ying had already come to the ghost cultivator, and was about to make a move, but he heard the female cultivator say: "Okay!