"It's ......"

Only then did he enter the range shrouded in purple mist, Han Jing immediately fell, and his expression became solemn: he felt a powerful soul power manipulating here, such as time, space, and other things!

In other words, there are enchantments within the purple mist?

"Is this ......?"

Following behind Han Jing cautiously, Fang Duoduo tried hard to open his eyes, and searched hard for what he knew: "It's a bit like a certain underworld array that my grandfather told me!"

"What kind of big array?"

Stopping, Han Jing asked.

"I don't know, I don't remember very well!"

Shaking his head, Fang Duoduo continued to walk forward on the yellow sand: "If you want to prove that it is the big array I know, then there should be a ghost-like martial artist now!"

A ghostly warrior?

Hearing this, Han Jing just wanted to say something, but he suddenly turned around and stopped, and the soul sword struck.

"Kill ......"

"Kill them all!"

Here, it's really a ghost-like warrior?

I saw that at this moment, just after Bai Duoduo's words landed, hundreds of ugly warriors were really killed in all directions.

It looks like their bodies are as tall as the warriors of the underworld, but their heads have become skeletons, whether they are on two sides or on one side.

Looking at their bodies again, they were all extremely rotten, revealing gray and yellow bones in the lifelessness, and even some warriors still had rotten rotten flesh hanging on their bodies.

This is the ghost-like warrior that Fang Duoduo said?

In the face of this qiē, Han Jing didn't dare to be careless, and directly slashed out with a sword: "Four elephants kill!"

Thundered......

Blala......

After a burst of crackling sounds, the countless corrupt warriors collapsed one after another, turned into dust and then fell to the ground, and immediately turned into smoke and dust and melted back into the purple mist.

"Ahhh......hhh Is this really true?"

Seeing this, Fang Duoduo's face sank a little, and his eyebrows trembled: "If there is another terrifying scene of the sky collapsing and the tsunami avalanche, then it will be right!"

What's that? This guy isn't sure what kind of big array this is?

But just waiting for his words to land, Han Jing couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Fang Duoduo, if you want to live, you'd better shut up!"

...... Bang, boom......

Just after Han Jing finished saying this, Fang Duoduo had already been pulled up by Han Jing before he could wake up, and when he looked after the volley, the ground where the two of them were originally located actually burned, and at the same time collapsed rapidly downward.

The earth shook with a roar, and the wind swept across the sky like a tornado, tearing apart all living beings and provoking endless thunder.

As Fang Duoduo said, this is the scene of the destruction of the world.

"None of this is true!"

Avoiding countless winds, Han Jing saw a hundred-zhang high tsunami smashing towards him, so his pupils shrank, and his soul sword clenched again: "Break it for me!"

The sword is just a thorn, fast, fierce, sharp and never fancy!

It's just that this time the thorn was also slightly changed by Han Jing, and what he did with his sword was a sweep, and a monstrous arc of light of the half moon immediately shone on the earth. The power inside was overwhelming, and with the devastating endless furious killing machine, it slashed directly at the violent tsunami.

Boom la la la......

Swept by the sword qi, the tsunami was like a wall, but a huge gap also appeared, and Han Jing took Fang Duoduo's figure like electricity, and it had penetrated in an instant.

When they land again, where are the tsunamis, earthquakes, thunderbolts, and warriors who look like rotten ghosts?

It was only then that Han Jing asked in a deep voice, "What is this?"

"Confirmed...... Ahh......hh

I don't know why Fang Duoduo always likes to scream "ahhhhhh

It turned out that this was really one of the great arrays used by the army of the underworld to kill the enemy when marching and fighting: soul refining thousands of miles.

Such a large array does not require the soldiers of the underworld to enter it, and there is no need for a single soldier to enter the enemy's camp to kill the enemy. All they have to do is set up on the periphery, that's all.

When the large array is formed, the heaven and earth within a certain range will be shrouded in such a purple mist.

The local martial artists who were in it were generally unable to break through this purple mist, unless their strength was stronger than that of the main array of soul refining thousands of miles.

And once trapped in the purple mist of the soul refining thousands of miles, any army will immediately lose its morale, and it will also cause the command and transmission channels between the upper and lower levels to collapse instantly.

Because as long as you are trapped in it, all the warriors will be rendered by the purple mist, giving birth to the demons in their hearts - as long as you think of any terrible thoughts, then the qiē of your thoughts will immediately appear in front of you.

For example, Fang Duoduo had thought of the ugly Underworld Martial Artist before, and the Underworld Martial Artist appeared.

He thought of earthquakes and tsunamis again, and as a result, they all appeared......

In this way, the warriors trapped in it are very easy for their willpower to collapse and do some crazy things, and it is easier for them to lose control of themselves because of fear, thus causing mutual killing!

"And ......" continued, Fang Duoduo's hands trembled slightly: "As long as there is fear in the heart, then the fear will become heavier and heavier! And any fear will be detected by the purple mist, and then the purple mist will devour the defenseless souls of these fears...... This is how many people died in the soul refining thousands of miles!"

What the?

There is also such a big array, it is really a cruel formation that kills people without seeing blood!

Knowing this, Han Jing also knew that the severity of the matter had already exceeded his imagination.

After all, most of the martial artists who entered here were not very strong, and many of them came from some families with quite a background, or even powerful families such as the Seven Heroes of Dajing.

They will be stronger than their peers, and their self-esteem will be stronger, but because of this, they are like flowers in a greenhouse and have not seen much real wind and rain, and this is their fatal weakness - they must be more prone to fear and despair in the face of real terror.

As long as there is such a love, waiting for their end, it is death......

Either die of their own mental breakdown and self-denial, or die of killing each other after fear contags each other......

Is it over?

Once the disciples of so many families in the Gobi of the Setting Sun die in this murder, the Lei family will be completely finished - the anger of those families will burn the entire Lei family to the ground!

"No ......"

Pondering, Han Jing's eyes were like lightning and stars, and he looked farther away: "The purple mist is still there, which means that there are still people alive!"

"Ahhh......hh

At the same time, Fang Duoduo screamed again, and sat down on the ground with a slump: "Auntie, don't beat me, don't kill me, I didn't mean to peek at you taking a bath...... Auntie, don't ......"

Forehead......

The biggest fear in this guy's heart is not from some warrior who exterminates ghosts, not from earthquakes, tsunamis and earth collapse, but from ......

What kind of aunt is his?

Han Jing wrote down this!