Bang dang!

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And Chu Ming's side was also in crisis, the middle-aged man in the cloak saw that the old man in the black robe had finished the battle, but he couldn't even solve it here, and he couldn't help but feel that his face was dull and embarrassed.

This is not that the middle-aged strength of the cloak is not good, in fact, it can be seen from the attitude of the old man in the black robe that the middle-aged man in the cloak is the dominant of the two, and the strength is naturally stronger.

Of course, this does not mean that Chu Ming's strength is strong, if he wants to fight desperately, Chu Ming will be stronger than the burly man at most.

This situation occurred because Chu Ming had an advantage in skills, and the effect of the Heavenly Eyes Divine Pupil allowed him to make the most accurate analysis and achieve the greatest effect at the lowest cost.

In addition, the name of the emperor is not taken casually, it has a certain special meaning; from the Heavenly Curse Ghost Emperor, it can be seen that the middle-aged man in the cloak is better at spells than martial arts, so although he occupies an overwhelming advantage in the realm in terms of body resistance, it is still difficult for Chu Ming, who has a huge strength of 470,000 jin and a jade scale dragon armor to protect himself, to occupy the absolute upper hand.

"Fight ghosts!"

The eyes of the middle-aged man in the cloak were filled with chaos, and a punch blasted out, bringing up a rich black qi, and it was faintly visible that there were skeletons emerging inside, and the evil ghost roared, slamming heavily on the Ling Xuan Sword.

Sonorous!

There was a cloud of black gas half an inch above the fist, forming a solid defensive enchantment, and there was also a layer of sword intent blessing in addition to the nameless sword, causing it to look like the fist and sword were like an aerial exchange, but the damage brought out was not empty, the center of the attack was a foot square of the void shattered, the crack spread like a spider web, and the space around the two of them was trembling for tens of meters.

Table tennis~

The black qi in front of the middle-aged fist in the cloak erupted, forming a wave of qi to separate him, and he retreated with the help of his strength at the same time; Chu Ming was also shocked back a distance, although Chu Ming's tiger mouth would not be shattered after casting the jade scale dragon armor, but that force would not be neutralized, and it was still strong into the body.

In the successive hard resistances, although Chu Ming did not have any substantial injuries from the outside, his arms were shocked and sore, and some small cracks appeared in the jade bones, from the previous one-handed sword, to the current two-handed sword, and his chest was even more annoyed, and there was a rush of qi and blood tumbling and restless.

"Hell Sutra!"

The middle-aged man in the cloak no longer attacks in close quarters, but uses his own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strengths, and instead uses the spells he is good at. His hands were constantly sealed, and his mouth was muttering, and the space of dozens of feet was induced, and gradually became illusory.

It's a very strange feeling, the space is already empty, it seems to slowly condense at this time, but it doesn't bring a sense of substance, but it is more unreal, like a light veil of mist, even slightly fluttering.

This feeling grew stronger with the mantle's middle-aged movements, and eventually the space around it changed completely, turning into a dull dark tone, like the last touch of the sky in the twilight sun, but more scarlet and dazzling, and the stone slabs beneath his feet became fragmented, and a thick dark red light peeked through the cracks, as if he were in a volcanic crater.

"All living beings!"

The middle-aged man in the cloak was sealed more quickly, and the ten fingers of his hands flew quickly in front of his chest, and there was a terrible ghost sound in his ears, like crying and laughing, which made people's hearts furious.

There was a little red light flashing in the air, it was a scarlet eye, emitting a bloodthirsty light, and in the next moment, I don't know who took the head, countless ghosts swarmed towards Chu Ming.

Every ghost creature has fangs and sharp claws, with unwillingness and resentment, and wants to pull the person in front of him into hell and suffer with him.

"Qinglian everywhere is slashed in the air!"

The attack power and defense power of these ghost creatures are generally not high, which is equivalent to the average early stage martial artist of the Heaven and Earth Realm, but there are many victories;

Most of the hall was shrouded in the range of the attack, and the woman in red was naturally no exception; countless ghosts and creatures converged into a wave that wanted to engulf her.

"Moths to the fire!"

Dancing the wide sleeves of his coat and flicking it vigorously, the mighty True Yuan burst out, spilling out countless sparks, transforming into moths, like fireflies under the night sky.

Whenever it comes into contact with a ghost, the moth will turn into a flame and set the other person on fire and incinerate it.

Seeing this, the black-robed old man was about to step forward to make a move, but he sensed that the space around him fluctuated violently, and the space was compressed into a thin film, as if it could be torn apart with a slight force.

Click!

The space cracked, and the golden light overflowed.

Rumble~

As if the mirror was shattered, a burly figure with golden light jumped out of the pitch-black void, and the moment it jumped out, the burly man grabbed and retracted, and blasted out, and countless space fragments turned into a sharp blade with the blessing of his fist, shooting towards the black-robed old man, forcing the opponent to retreat a few steps.

After doing all this, the burly man fell to his knees on one knee and gasped for breath, the golden light on his body flickered erratically, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, not because this punch consumed him too much, but because he was pulled into the bronze ancient gate before.

Although the burly man is said to be the peak powerhouse of the Heaven and Earth Realm, he has never really stepped into the Shattered Void Realm; the bronze ancient door does not really lead to the Netherworld, but it does not belong to this space, and the void turbulence is raging on the other side of the door; he directly ignores the burly man's body protection true element, and cuts it on his body like a sharp blade, just like Ling Chi.

If it weren't for the burly man's defensive golden body, which was extremely strong and abnormal, and the help of strange treasures, let alone breaking the spatial barrier and breaking out, I am afraid that he would not even be able to leave the whole corpse.

The burly man quickly glanced at the situation on the field, and suddenly exerted force under his feet, heading towards the teleportation array outside the secret door; now the battle situation is very clear, his side is definitely not an opponent, and it is a matter of time before it is destroyed, and that portal is their only way to survive.

"Do you want to leave like this?" the black-robed old man smiled coldly, stretched out his hand and leaned forward slightly, his right hand reached out, and the surrounding space was shattered like cloth, and a huge ghost hand with a green glow in black appeared in the air, filling the entire hall, and the burly man was enveloped in it along with the surrounding space.

"I see that you are vigorous in blood and blood, and you are a martial artist, so I think it will have a great tonic effect on me!"

A cold snort sounded, the five fingers of the ghost's hand were closed, and the black air covered the sky and cut off the light; the burly man fell into absolute darkness on one side, the space continued to compress and collapse, and the terrifying turbulent power wanted to tear the burly man to pieces.

"Glittering gold!"

A dull sound came out from the ghost hand, like a thunderbolt exploded, and the strong qi instantly expanded, breaking through the shackles of the ghost hand, like a hedgehog shining with golden light, illuminating the entire hall, even the hellish beings summoned by the middle-aged man in the cloak were disturbed, and the ghost qi dissipated a lot.

Taking advantage of this power, the burly man borrowed his strength in the air, bent his legs and stepped heavily, the space was shattered several cracks, and the whole person shot towards the secret door like a sharp arrow.

"Ghosted!"

The black-robed old man took a step forward, and the floor under the protection of the defensive formation was trampled to pieces, and countless black qi burst out from his body, filling the entire hall, and every cloud of ghost qi transformed into the image of the black-robed old man, and the eyes of the black-robed old man in front of the burly man flashed, and his body burst out, his hands turned into claws, leaving a black glow in the air.

"Get out!"

The burly man had been cornered at this time, and when he saw that the way out was in front of him but was stopped, he was furious, and the golden light flashed in his hand, and he punched out.

Bang~

The gap is the gap, and it is not something that can be easily made up; the burly man was knocked away, and there were three more scratches on his chest; the old man in the black robe was also stunned and turned into smoke.

However, it was not the real body, and at the same time, several black-robed old man clones had a glint in their eyes, and they all dispatched to attack and kill the burly man.

"Drink!"

In desperation, the burly man took out a small flag from his arms, which he had obtained on the twelfth floor before, and with the influx of true yuan, the black gas on the flag gushed out, and soon the burly man was flooded along with the surrounding space.

Gusts of yin wind rose out of thin air, blowing away the sticky black gas like water, revealing the white-boned soldiers in armor and guns inside.

"Kill me!"

The burly man shook the small flag in his hand, and the tip of the flag was pointed at the old man in the black robe, shouting angrily. The word "Imperial Ghost" on the flag suddenly emitted light, and the heads of the rows of skeleton soldiers who were originally shrugged at the bottom were instantly raised, and the green light in the empty eye sockets was flourishing, and they took neat steps towards the black-robed old man.

"Idiot. Facing the tide of skeleton troops, a trace of contempt flashed on the face of the black-robed old man, and his tone was flat.

"Where do you think you left this side of the Imperial Ghost Fan?"

The burly man's expression changed greatly when he heard this, as if he had thought of something terrifying, and he was about to make a move, but he saw the old man in the black robe standing with his two fingers together, a little in front of his forehead, and the sprinting skeleton army suddenly paused and stood still on the spot.

As if uncontrolled, the ghost fan frantically absorbed the true yuan in the burly man's body, and the flag automatically hunted without wind.

"Kill me!"

As if mocking, the corner of the black-robed old man's mouth hooked up a sneer, and his two fingers pointed at the burly man.

Da Da Da ~ Like a puppet, the army of skeletons turned synchronously, facing the burly man, and the light in their eyes turned from green to red, and they charged.

"Ahh

"Don't!"

The burly man went completely crazy, and his fists kept swinging, each punch was like a cannonball, shattering a piece of the enemy, but the number of skeleton soldiers was too much, and the ghost fan didn't know when it returned to the hands of the black-robed old man, and under the instillation of Zhenyuan, the skeleton soldiers grew at a terrifying rate.

The burly man had already been injured many times, especially the forcible shattering of the space, which consumed most of his true yuan, and was absorbed by the Imperial Ghost Fan just now, and the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, and it was only a matter of time before it was completely engulfed.

Chu Ming's situation was no better than that of the burly man, and he had already reached the point of being at the end of his crossbow, slowly moving his position during the battle, moving towards the secret door.

There was their only chance of escape.