Caught by Roger in public, he even made himself scream like a madman, and even threw himself against the wall like snot.

The humiliation he had never suffered had made Bradley insane, he didn't care at all if his methods would hurt the unrelated people around him, or Bradley had never cared about the lives of those who were weaker than him, he just wanted to kill Roger and kill the bastard.

Dark red arcs of electricity spread wildly across the ground, and in an instant, they climbed up the bodies of some transcendents.

The next second, it was a shrill scream.

In this dimly lit world, the figures twitched violently, and these strange arcs of electricity did not harm their bodies, but directly penetrated their skin, destroying their souls.

Their bodies were either lying to the ground, or standing dumbfounded, motionless, and already the living dead.

The power of the Wraith Crystal was even more powerful than Bradley had imagined, and the man danced his hands excitedly and slowly, a sickly smile on his face.

The cold wind blew, and the stench, rotten, and crazy breath still permeated the canyon.

In the rear, Hugo spread his hands and held up the aura protection, isolating these dark breaths from the outside, and the people inside would not be in danger for a short time.

Shaking his head, Roger raised his right hand, and cylindrical objects appeared out of thin air in midair.

Flashbangs.

Something more effective against the wraiths than fire and lightning.

used to be a flashbang that directly destroyed Evangeline's ex-husband.

Anyway, Bradley's brain may not be very good, or it may be that he doesn't know Roger very well, if he takes out other holy relics, Roger may really be a little troublesome, and the partial life is to summon resentful spirits to directly attack the soul, then ......

Of course, the resentment accumulated in the crystallization of resentful spirits, the resentment of more than 100,000 dying people, after all, Ewen Jielin's ex-husband became even stronger and more crazy.

Therefore, Roger has also prepared more and more special gifts for these special things. Look at the book

"Close your eyes."

Roger's voice wafted through the canyon.

Behind Hugo, Triss and several others had already seen Roger's power, and immediately closed their eyes without the slightest hesitation.

In the next second, Roger hooked his fingers, and hundreds of flashbangs in mid-air were immediately thrown around like scattered flowers of a heavenly maiden.

Buzz Buzz ......

As soon as it touched the ground, there was immediately a dizzy sound, and the next second, the dazzling white light suddenly exploded under the ground.

Immediately after, there was a sharp and extremely sad scream.

These screams were emitted by the evil spirits in the crystallization of the resentful spirits, and they were also emitted by the countless transcendent beings around them who did not close their eyes.

The white light entered their eyes like a sharp sword, and although their pupils were not torn, they still tasted unbearable pain, and tears rolled down the corners of their eyes.

The violent impact made the figures stagger, and even fainted directly.

The white light didn't last long, and when the white light dissipated, Bradley's hands were covering his eyes in front of Roger, screaming bitterly.

Blood streaks rolled down the corners of his eyes, making the face that wasn't handsome look even more hideous and ugly.

In front of Bradley was the fragment of the broken Wraith Crystal, the dark black curtain above his head, torn by the white light, and some fiery red light was projected from the sky again.

Looking around again, it was a mess, I don't know how many figures had fallen to the ground, and there was no sound at all.

Their bodies were covered in dense cracks, and viscous blood was slowly flowing down the wounds on their bodies, not caused by flashbangs.

There were also people moaning in pain.

And the strange thing is that the blood that flows out does not seep into the ground under his feet like this, as if it is some kind of mysterious power

Under the traction, all the blood is converging towards the area between Roger and Bradley.

In a short period of time, a small pool of blood had gathered in that place.

The naked eye could clearly see that an eerie shadow was wriggling in a pool of blood.

Even on Bradley's body, drops of blood like fine pearls oozed down the tips of his fingers, drop by drop, drop by drop, falling to the ground, flowing slowly, collecting into a pool of blood.

Soon, I saw a complex number of symbols emerging from the pool of blood, as if there were faint ripples on the surface of the pool of blood like an earthquake.

Perhaps in the blink of an eye, a scarlet phantom gradually floated from the pool of blood.

The darkness that had been left around them as they were dispelled by flashbangs shrank suddenly.

Woo......

It was as strange as the howl of a violent wind, and as if the voice of an evil spirit crying out again.

The strange figure in the pool of blood seemed to have turned into a huge whirlpool, devouring the darkness around it with greed and madness.

Bradley was in pain, but with a twisted smile on his face.

This is the true form of the Wraith Crystal.

Once the Resentful Spirit Crystal is shattered, thousands of Wraith Spirits shout out of the image may seem arrogant, but in fact they have no combat power.

The spirits are extremely vulnerable.

In the face of ordinary humans, it may still have a little effect, but in the face of truly powerful transcendentals, it will be emptied in an instant like garbage.

Only by gathering the grievances of 100,000 resentful spirits together can a truly powerful existence, a real evil spirit, be formed that is enough to destroy the Great Sage.

Because the gathering of 100,000 resentments, 100,000 wills, and the evil spirits gathered together are filled with unspeakable madness, which will become his most powerful destructive force.

Of course, it is not easy to condense a huge resentful spirit, it requires a lot of blood as an introduction, and it just so happens that there are transcendents nearby, and the blood of these transcendents is full of aura, and it is most suitable to use it as a base for condensing huge resentful spirits.

Go, go.

My pets.

Go and destroy that hateful man, and take his soul away as the most precious gift to your everlasting and loyal master.

Bradley's mouth was murmuring, and the phantom that emerged from the pool of blood suddenly raised his head and hissed sharply.

His body swelled rapidly, turning into a huge evil spirit more than a dozen feet tall. It was like a dark red mist, and in the thick fog, countless densely overlapping human faces could be peeped, as well as countless writhing bodies full of pain.

The huge fog flew towards Roger, carrying with it a bone-chilling wind and a soul-tearing scream.

Seeing the painful phantom wrapped in the body of the huge evil spirit, Roger sighed slightly, and he opened his arms, as if he wanted to embrace the evil spirit in front of him.

He waited so quietly that he even closed his eyes.

It wasn't until the evil spirit pounced on Roger that he suddenly opened his eyes and opened his lips: "Soul...... Storm."

An advanced version of Soul Piercing.

The power to destroy souls directly.

Call......

An invisible wind spread forward, instantly penetrating into the body of the giant evil spirit.

The outstretched claws of the huge evil spirit had already buckled on Roger's head, but it stopped at this time, and there was no movement at all.

The whole world seems to have stopped time.

Everything is kept within this eerie scene.

One...... Two...... Three......

Then, the world starts running again.

The form of the great evil spirit crumbled in front of Roger.

From the feet, to the legs, to the lower abdomen, to the chest, to the skull, to the claws that gripped Roger's head, everything turned into a thin gray-black mist, which vanished with the breeze rippling in the canyon.

Bradley's figure froze in place, he couldn't believe the picture in front of him, he had worked hard to collect more than 100,000 grievances, with the help of the blood of so many unlucky transcendents, and even paid his own blood to condense it, even the huge resentful spirit that he couldn't match was actually shattered by Roger's roar?

Shattered?

Broken?

He wondered if he had fallen into some mysterious hallucination.

Why?

Could it be that he is not the real pride of the sky, and he is not a person who is truly favored by the world?

Obviously he is so good, no matter what he does in this life, he can easily achieve success.

Why do you want to drill out such a man, stronger and better than yourself.

No...... Wrong.

The pride of the sky must be him, this may just be a little test for God to see that he has been too smooth in the past few decades, so he has given himself a little test.

That's right, it must be.

As long as he can survive this test, he will definitely become stronger.

Get out of here, absorb the experience of this failure, practice hard, and when you become stronger, that's when this hateful man dies.

Sadly, you are just a stepping stone for Lao Tzu.

Bradley's body trembled slightly, and he struggled to escape, but his injuries were so severe that even with the use of healing potions, he couldn't get the bones back up in pieces.

In desperation, Bradley could only look at his men and the women, hoping that these people would come over and take him out of the canyon quickly.

However, when Bradley looked over, he only saw that his woman's face was faintly disdainful?

was originally obedient to himself, and when he appeared, he would kneel on the ground to greet the little brother, pouting one by one, with mocking eyes.

Why?

Why do they have such expressions?

Even they look down on themselves?

Damn, a bunch of blindless fools, do you know who you're up against? It is an existence favored by the heavens and the gods.

This small failure is just a small wave in my life that is not worth mentioning, and when I cross this obstacle, I will become even stronger, what qualifications do you have to look down on the future king of the world?

What are you?

Bradley cracked his mouth like a madman and howled loudly, but unfortunately, the original little brothers and women went further and further, as if they were afraid that someone would find out what they had to do with him.

This kind of thing that has never been encountered before makes Bradley's heart twist and tingle.

Damn, shit, shit......

Let's da, da, da!

At that moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps ahead, and Bradley's body trembled violently.

He turned around, only to find that Roger was approaching him, and he had raised his right hand:

"Get down on your knees."

Airplanes!

Suddenly, Bradley only felt that his body had become extremely heavy, his legs were weak, his knees snapped, and his legs knelt directly on the ground.