With a wave of his right hand, the dragon trail severed the tentacles that were sticking to him, and then wrapped an air current around his foot and kicked it on the door of the creature's head. It didn't seem to work very well, though, as he wrapped the air around his arm again as he fell, and then punched him. I saw that the wound he had pierced before gushed oily green mucus. The slime dripped on the ground, and the ground of the stone began to corrode.

Seeing that this was not good, the dragon trace immediately used a burst of force to knock the guy away. The guy made it all the way to the end of the hallway, crashing straight into the thick wall

"That's a lot of strength!" Ming Liang was a little surprised.

The air flow on Long Ji's hand dissipated, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his hand was not damaged.

"Now is not the time to relax!" Xie Gong pointed over there, "Look! that guy can still move!"

From afar, I watched the monster slowly tremble and get up.

"The skin is so thick!" said Yi Feng

"The ghost of Pu Prison! A monster born from the resentment of people after death.,A guy who represents the ugly side of human nature.。 Feed people and devour grievances to get satisfaction!" Xie Gong narrated.

The creature slowly stood up, and with its large hands it ripped its abdomen open, pulling out its intestines and squeezing them against them. I saw that the mouth of the intestine was constantly sputtering oily green liquid, and the places where these liquids were contaminated began to corrode.

"It's so corrosive!" said Long Ji: "It looks like I can't waste time with this guy anymore, I can't talk endlessly!"

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed past them. The dark shadow appeared in front of sight.

"What do you want to break into with only this bit of strength?Hey~ I can't help but look at the world too much!" The black figure was sleeping, and he slowly walked towards the monster, still holding the short knife of the air flow in both hands. "Only in this way, none of you can save it!"

He was about to withdraw the turbulent dragon trace, but when he heard his words, he didn't have the idea of retreating.

"What do you mean?"

"Literally! you can't even talk to this monster, so why do you bother to break in?" replied Sleepy

The dragon trail was enraged, and his eyes turned to anger. "It seems that I was seen by you!"

"Hey~ Are you dying?, that guy doesn't even want to talk about monsters as a high-level ghost catcher!"

Long Ji didn't answer him, but saw that the air flow on his right arm began to boil. A concentration of air currents appeared in the palm of his hand, and the air currents on his entire arm were materializing into dragon claws.

A spear, in the right arm of the dragon's claw appeared, a large javelin formed by the air flow. Like a javelin, he threw the spear formed by the air currents at the monster.

"Tyrannosaurus Gun!"

The sharp tip of the spear burst out with a powerful air current, and the slender body of the spear was like a meteor.

The jet gun flew out, and the slumber leaned quickly, and the gun passed him. And the gun shot straight into the monster's chest.

The moment the gun slammed into the monster's body, the air flow from the spear burst through its body. Like a raging wind, it continued to tear its flesh into slag, and the air flow of the spear head continued to scatter outward like a grenade as it lost its restraint.

Although this attack didn't completely disintegrate the guy's body, it did indeed open a big hole in his body. The mutilated flesh was like a tattered puppet. His eyes lost their luster, and the tentacles on the top of his head lost their color, and he lay there.

Long Ji turned sideways to look at the sleeping man, his face full of smugness, and his eyes revealed that I could defeat my opponent without you.

Sleepy stared at the dragon trail, with an elusive look on the corner of his mouth, and the two men looked at each other with their eyes facing each other. The sleeping eyes lacked a bit of hostility, but the dragon trace's expression was full of killing intent.

"......" Yi Feng looked at the two people in the stalemate with some amazement, thinking that these two Rao's strength may not be below me!

"Let's go!" Mingling yelled. It was only after she finished roaring that the ground began to rattle, and the ensuing earthquake began, and the whole room began to shake, making it difficult to stand still. But only a sleeping man stood there as if nothing had happened.

"What's going on?" Lin Yingbin looked around quickly.