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The group of heroes struck, the power soared into the sky, more than a dozen attacks converged to one point, and the sky roared as if it had been exploded, and the figure struggled in the twisted breath sealing array, resisting the tearing force coming from all around, dragging its body forward. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hands, heads, shoulders, feet, as the ghost king's body appeared little by little, the eyes of the people around became warm, and their eyes were opened to the limit.

The underworld is called the place of death by the life of the yang world, but in the underworld, the nine ghost kings and those beings of the same level are regarded as immortal, they are too powerful, and their lives are too long, like gods hanging above everyone's heads, like Haoyang hanging in the sea of hearts. If you are looking for an opponent for the Ghost King in the underworld, if Yan Jun doesn't mention it, there are only the seven elders of the underworld, and the powerhouses of the Yin Division can be compared with them, and there are only a handful.

Of course, the shadow body is not as good as the deity, but to the people on the battlefield, it is still as inviolable as the power of the heavens, and as for killing, think about it is a crime.

Because of the plot, because of the coincidence, because of the fate, because of those all kinds of things, today, here, the shadow of the King of the River will likely be killed!

Life, not only human beings, there are always some deformed desires in the heart, and whenever something incredible but a little hopeful happens, it will cause them to temporarily let go of good and evil, hatred, camps, and other things that can lead to attitudes, and only look forward to the results. For example, if a group of rabbits challenge a lion tiger, people know that it is an act of seeking death, but if it is a horned deer doing the same thing, it will make people think about it and want to see the result.

This was a very pure idea, and so, for a short time, the atmosphere on the battlefield became strange, the attackers were desperately urging their strength, and those who were not attacking were also watching nervously, just like mortals watching the trick to the most critical moment, ready to witness the miracle of the underworld that had not been seen in the past ten thousand years.

In the line of sight, most of the slightly chubby body of the King of Hejian was exposed, and he looked at the countless supernatural powers and eyes that eagerly greeted him, and soon felt the strange meaning, and his expression became a little strange.

The flesh on his face jumped a few times, and the king of Hejian felt a humiliation that he had never felt before, some novelty, some annoyance, and some amusement.

So he laughed and cursed.

"Fuck!"

The sound was not loud, but it was very clear, and everyone in the crowd below was stunned.

One hand grabbed the mountains and rivers and didn't have time to take it back, and the king of the river, who had a gaffe, simply stopped reining in, and lifted the other one to press down with a slight sprinkling, and flicked his five fingers.

"Okay, let's see ...... later."

Palm out, finger fall, palm into palm, finger into finger, except for a little bigger, even the breath of deterrence has disappeared, so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary.

The tail finger caught up with the nearest oven and knocked it thousands of miles away. Along the way, the flames soared into the sky, and the sound of Hong Zhong Dalu was endless, and hundreds of millions of fierce wolves and fierce spirits fell to the ground, and the sound of wailing was difficult to get up for a long time.

The ring finger is the most inconvenient, but fortunately, the branches of Luosang are thick, and it is not difficult to find them; the king of the river waves his fingers like a sword, and the fingertips are instantly reaped, cutting off the thousand layers.

Countless branches fell to the ground, and the ancient tree of Luosang rolled violently like a decapitated snake, smashing, smashing, smashing, smashing everything it encountered. This time alone, the wolves, ghosts, and fierce spirits who were "mistakenly killed" even had individual cultivators, adding up to more than the sum of the battles just now. What's even more surprising is that the severed branches were not wasted, and the king of the river gently hooked at the same time, and the majestic vitality in the branches was like a vast ocean, which was swallowed by him in one bite.

How can a ghost thing directly devour vitality? Why is he not afraid of Yang Qi at all?

No one knew the answer, everyone only saw that those branches withered instantly, and after the king of the river swallowed it, his complexion improved, and he nodded with satisfaction.

"The yang world is vibrant, and the taste is really good. ”

After saying that, he put out his middle finger, and the real ghost king's expression was slightly restrained, revealing a bit of solemnity.

"The sword is good, the sword spirit is even better, and he is qualified to be the ...... of this king"

"Slash!"

In response to him, there was a fierce roar, and the scholar behind the sword held the sword in one hand, and with the empty hand, he slapped the sword and suddenly entered it as if it were dissolving.

On the Heavenly Sword, the light shines brightly, and no one can open their eyes on the battlefield!

"Ho!"

Half of the exclamation was cut in a sound like jagged teeth, and it was impossible to tell who came from it, and the next moment, the sky flew upside down, and the scholar behind the sword flashed a few times, and his body went back and forth several times between collapse and gathering, and disappeared.

"Humph!"

It seemed to be a muffled hum more like a howl, and in the suppressed voice, half of the middle finger fell in the air, and a few drops of crimson blood flowed from inside.

The ghost king and ghost body, the blood flowing out is like a real person, there is a fishy smell, and you can smell the salty smell without your nose.

“...... Presumptuous ......"

The King of the River attached great importance to those few drops of blood, because the essence contained there was ten times more than the sum of the vitality that had just been swallowed, and the level was as different as heaven and earth, and he endured the pain, even ignoring the various attacks that followed to try to get them back, but at the moment when he was about to act, a black shadow came out of nowhere, and he also opened his mouth and sucked it.

"Otherworldly Shura!"

The King of the River saw through the identity of King Agu at a glance...... However, it was too late after all. Swallowing the blood beads and catching his fingers, King Agu plunged into the void like a child who had stolen a treasure, and at this time, the king of the river wanted to cast a spell again, and the head-on attack was overwhelming, and they came together.

Seven white swords, backing fists, heavenly demon knives, wolf king claws, and especially beautiful and handsome people took off their robes to give way, releasing the root bones containing Yan Jun's blessings.

Suddenly changed and injured, the king of the river was finally too late, and when he looked for King Agu again, he had long since disappeared.

"Look for death!"

The ghost king was furious, the heavens and the earth were colorless, and the red-orange sky was cloudy, and the whistling sound suddenly rose.

The index finger fell, the thumb pressed, and the entire sky sank three feet, bringing the whole world to fight back.

The judgment robe dissipated, and the beautiful handsome fell to the ground in mid-air, shook three times, and spat out three breaths of spirit.

The Seven White Dao swords all collapsed, half of the seven hundred lives were injured, half were dead, and the soul could not return to their hometown.

The backer punched directly, and the body of the backer king shot down like a stone thousands of miles away, entering the ground three hundred feet.

The magic knife may not be inferior to the heavenly peerless, but Hengshan is not a sword venerable, and even the spirit body with a knife flies sideways and rolls upside down, smashing towards the wolf king again.

"Whew!"

The wolf king was helpless and angry, but he had no intention of killing, so he had to regain his strength and catch the Heavenly Demon Sword at the cost of a broken wolf claw.

At the cost of one finger, the Ghost King, the Shadow Body, defused all the attacks with just one hand.

And in the case of a raid......

After the chaos, the battlefield was so calm, calm as death, countless pairs of weak eyes looked at the air, looking desperate.

This is the time!

"Roar!"

When he finally arrived, the seven hundred miles of wild spirit earth collapsed, and there was a rebellious hissing inside, which writhed like a living thing, faintly releasing an earth-shattering aura.

"Huh?"

In the end, the king of the river did not know much about the situation here, and when the aura and might of the mad spirit were revealed, he would inevitably be frightened a little.

After a moment of hesitation, the king of Hejian saw through the authenticity, and his expression reopened.

"Oh...... It turned out that it wasn't true...... Ahh

Exclaiming, no, it was the scream, and the King of the River's face changed greatly, and suddenly turned around, struggling to pull out the only leg that had not yet been exposed.

It's late.

When the heroes were in chaos, the red cloud incarnated by the red wave "quietly" approached, and compared with those powerful and powerful attacks, he now seemed so weak and inconspicuous that the king of the river did not notice the meaning at all, and only swept away with his spare strength.

As a result, he drilled through.

Because he is a demon, he has a true demon aura in his body that is higher than that of the King of the River. What's even more coincidental is that because he was sucked into a demon by Thirteen Lang, the current red wave looks no different from spiritual cultivation, at least on the surface. As for the King of the River, in such a chaotic situation just now, there are King Agu and the mad spirit attracting attention, and it is too difficult to notice the abnormality of the red waves.

Spirits and demons are different, restrain each other, the difference in levels must be crushed vigorously, if in normal times, the king of the river can crush him with his fingers, but at this time today, although the ghost king's shadow body is vigorous, it is inevitable that the distribution is unfair, and the red wave really bears ......

A thousand is less than one.

So the red wave drilled through, but instead of attacking the body of the King of the River, he plunged headlong into the Great Sealing Array, and then exploded.

"Keep Your Promises......"

I don't know who I shouted, and the spirit of washing the red wave exploded.

Silence was extinguished in an instant, and a cloud of black light unfolded like a shatter in the Breath Sealing Formation, instantly smearing everyone's eyes.

"Ahh

With the first scream, the hind legs of the king of the river, along with a piece of his waist, were cut alive, and the blood flew like a blooming flower. It's a bit of a pity that this blood is different from the essence blood that flows out when he casts a spell and severes his fingers, otherwise he would have been downgraded.

Not downgrading does not mean worry-free, the great array of sealing the breath that pinned on the idea of freedom is completely finished, the body has been hit hard, and there is no object to take revenge, the eyes of the king of the river are instantly red, and he shouts loudly.

"You dare!"

This shout was not for the sake of washing the red waves, not for his legs and waist, not for the sake of King Agu, not for Qiuqiu, but because the golden crow, who was dying and threatened, was holding a dagger into his eyes, while shouting triumphantly to the king of the river.

"I'm going to die, don't stop me!"

How strong will the True Upper Realm be?

How can I kill the Ghost King?

For Jusan Lang, these are two unanswered mysteries, but he knows that it is best not to go against Soyanagi's wishes, so when the opportunity arises and the surrounding offensive unfolds, he does not hesitate to press the last and most powerful chip.

Kill yourself!

Killing oneself is not the same as committing suicide, not committing suicide is just waiting for someone to be saved, who are you waiting for?

Wait for the King of the River.

The afterimage swept by, and the king of the river swept like a storm, and there was blood all the way behind him, but he didn't have time to pay attention to it.

"Seal the thought, lock the breath, and the two-phase mountains and rivers will be extinguished!"

Before the person arrived, God had arrived, a divine thought invaded the mind, two strong forces surrounded on all sides, and there was a finger of true meaning in the middle, and the mountains and rivers were extinguished.

There are two ways to make people immortal, one is to save him, and the other is to "kill" him first, and the king of the river does not have time to do the first, so he chooses the latter.

He can save those he "killed".

In an instant, Thirteen Lang opened his eyes and was dark, in the infinite world, surrounded by thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and there was a dead silence.

The whole world is dead, and man certainly can't live.

His movements paused, and the dagger stabbed into his eyes a little, blood and pupils just flowing out and solidifying on his eyelids.

His expression froze as a result, and a red line was drawn with blood in the hollow blood of his left eye, and the appearance of still laughing was particularly funny.

Seeing this scene, the king of Hejian breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you want to die, you need the king's consent to do so. ”

The swift body slowed slightly, and the King of the River opened his mouth to mock, and at the same time he was ready to stop the bleeding and withdraw the blood behind him.

This is the time!

There was a roar, two low shouts, a few clicks and intermittent bursts, and the extinction world collapsed in an instant, and the smile on Thirteen Lang's face continued, and he glanced between his eyebrows again.

"Definitely!"

shouted, Thirteen Lang really had no other means of attack, and threw the dagger in his hand with the last strength.

"Kill you, old king!"

This is a great and capable thing to refine, just like a child.

Guanghua and the voice came together, and the king of the river "woo" roared, like a wild dog being choked by a wolf.

Didn't think about anything anymore.

He stretched out his hand, circled the painting, hugged his arms, opened his mouth, and spit out a stream of colorful brilliance.

Platinum black water Aoki red fire yellow ground, five-colored brilliance a flower, plum blossoms and five petals blooming, the king of the river held it with both hands and pushed it towards Thirteen Lang, and his body flew upside down faster than when he came.

Anyone with eyes could see it, and when he exhaled this breath, the king of Hejian suddenly aged for decades, and his originally slightly chubby face quickly withered, hanging on his head like a dried leather bag. What's even more surprising is that at such a huge price, the King of Hejian still felt that it was not enough, and he desperately used his magic power all the way to tear up a radius of eight hundred miles.

Heaven and earth are in chaos, not to mention the people around him at this time, even the king of Hejian himself can't see clearly, his mind is filled with those two cold snorts, and he can't wait to jump out of the realm at once.

The chaotic world is so stealthy, and in the wind and sand, King Agu came out of nowhere, and dodged to the location where the original sealing array was located, and he still twisted a sword and a knife in his hand.

With the Heavenly Absolute in his left hand and the Heavenly Demon in his right hand, King Agu retraced the trajectory of the previous King of the River, carefully collecting all the blood he had sprinkled, casting spells, sealing it, swallowing it into his abdomen, and keeping it.

This was the first time he had eaten enough, and he couldn't digest the essence he swallowed all at once, so he had to take time to cultivate.

"Tsk, the ghost king of such a small interface, it's really good...... Hema is dead, I don't know what happened to Thirteen......"

Sneaking forward, King Agu walked all the way and muttered, and his eyes gradually opened.

The King of the Rivers is not dead.

Naturally, Shisanro didn't die.

If these can be imagined and expected, what King Agu can't believe the most is that the colorful plum blossoms that were used as a means of saving his life by the King of Hejian flew straight into the eye of Thirteen Lang's eyebrows, as if nothing had happened.

"Huh?"

The king of the river in the distance finally stopped, there was no time to be angry, he didn't care about shame, and there was only doubt in his gloomy eyes, and he couldn't figure it out.

He didn't understand, let alone others, and even Jusanro himself didn't understand what was going on.

"What's going on?"

Like waking up from a big dream, Thirteen Lang raised his hand to touch his eyes, scratched his head, frowned a few times and groaned a few times, Fang Shi caught a clue, some annoyed, some sad and angry, and some emotional.

"Fuck, why is it so hard!"

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