It's really an interesting star field.

It's really a crazy sect.

It's really a bunch of idiots who don't know whether to live or die.

Do you really think that you can act unscrupulously with the blood surging in your body? Do you really want to fall all here? Well, if you have to think so, I can fulfill you. I still didn't want to do it now, but you forced me, I want you to know that those who dare to fight against me, those who dare to let me have murderous intent, absolutely no one can escape.

"Boy, I'm fighting you. Huang Yinliang said arrogantly.

"Always available. Huang Quan also took a step to the side, and after Huang Yinliang followed, the two figures disappeared from the ground.

Now there was complete silence.

Only the third level of the great god and the second level of the eight great gods were left, and their eyes all fell on Zheng Fan, and now they only hoped that Zheng Fan could bring them a miracle and kill the biggest rebel in front of them with an absolutely Ling Ran attitude.

"Nine sons and ghost mothers. ”

Since the Divine Venerable was broken by Gu Qingfeng, then Zheng Fan has nothing to hide, anyway, sooner or later he will be discovered, so it is better to take advantage of Bai Mo not knowing what kind of Divine Venerable the Nine Sons Ghost Mother is. So at the same time that Zheng Fan's low shout sounded, a black shadow appeared in front of him, and the black shadow began to separate in a flash, and in a short blink of an eye, nine black shadows appeared in front of him, each black shadow was such a ghost, and his body exuded an eerie and fierce spiritual power......

Bai Mo that?

Facing the nine black shadows in front of him, he was indifferent. The expression is not surprised or happy, as if you are scanning the most indifferent picture, no matter how you are in the wind and rain. I am as immobile as a mountain. It's just such indifference that Zheng Fan sneered.

Do you think that will make me think you are invincible?

I don't know how many people who pretend to be forced have finally died under my Nine Sons Ghost Mother God, and you will be no exception. You know? I've just recently studied a trick thoroughly, and it's a big move that I have been cultivating behind closed doors for many years, and now it's just right to clean you up. Maybe with your head, I can even advance to the third level of the Great God because of this.

Come on, kill.

"Nine sons of the ghost mother murder cannon. ”

The surging ferocious power suddenly surged out of Zheng Fan's body. He is the mother, he is the mother who controls the nine black shadows in front of him. With his control, the deity is constantly in motion. A cannon appeared in front of Zheng Fan, but this cannon was impressively black, and the fierce aura exuded by the strong black covered the sky. Anyone who dares to approach here. will be invaded by ghosts that wander in an instant.

Whew.

The nine black shadows that were suspended before suddenly exploded, and the so-called ghosts that started just now turned into little ghosts at this moment. The nine imps represent the nine ghost races, each of which is the most vicious and vicious. In order to be able to refine such a god, Zheng Fan didn't know how much it cost at the beginning. If his nine ghosts could advance to become heavenly ghosts, even if they encountered the fourth level of the great god, no one would be able to stop Zheng Fan's killing.

Rao is like this, and the imp who is almost ten feet tall also gives people the feeling of a behemoth.

The eyes of each imp were blood-red. Staring at Bai Mo was like seeing a piece of fat, and he couldn't wait to rush forward now. The sinister aura that surrounded them became more and more solemn. The water below the sea touched such a gloomy aura. As if they were trembling, they began to stir up countless ripples in all directions. As for the demon beasts in this sea area, no one dared to show their heads and curled up in the old nest for fear of catching fire.

After a brief pause, none of the imps attacked Bai Mo. They all turned and rushed into the black cannon. The little ghost who was still arrogant just now disappeared in front of people in an instant. Just don't think it's the end, it's actually the beginning. It's just that the little ghosts swimming and spinning in the air can't carry that kind of invincible strength and speed, and they will become even more powerful than before when they are knocked into the cannon.

Boom.

With the first shot fired by the black cannon, an amazing scene was staged.

No one thought that Zheng Fan, who was at the second level of the Great God, would have such a means. What suddenly shot out of the cannon was one of the imps, but this imp was more than several times stronger than just now. Because at this moment, after he appeared in the air, the speed of rushing towards Bai Mo was like lightning, not to mention, but like a ghost, he burst out with a sharp and piercing scream, which was really like a cannonball flying out.

The screaming sound of the imp caused the surrounding space to begin to fluctuate. If it weren't for the Divine Array defenses here, it was conceivable that this alone would be enough to completely distort the space here, and all the monks in the vicinity would be killed.

This is the strength of the second level of the great god.

"I don't believe you're dead. ”

"That's right, Bai Mo is bound to die. ”

"Everyone knows that Zheng Fan's refining interface is the most effective. ”

......

Is that really the case?

I can't say why, he was really in a state of tension in the heart of the withering of the platform, because he found that Bai Mo didn't have any fear on his body. His figure didn't even shake at all, facing the little ghost who flew in, and the corners of his mouth showed a mocking sneer, this qiē was really abnormal.

It's just Bai Mo, how the hell would you do that?

Even if they were withered, they had to admit that a ghost cultivator like Zheng Fan would be more effective than them in how to refine the blood sacrifice interface. All living beings will be devoured by the nine-headed ghosts, transformed into their energy, strengthening their own bodies and allowing Zheng Fan's cultivation to improve without limits. It is said that if this nine-headed ghost mother cultivates to the extreme, Zheng Fan doesn't even have to go out, just let the nine-headed ghost slaughter living beings and cultivate, and he will be able to become stronger.

So now that the platform is withering, I am very curious about Bai Mo's countermeasures.

All the great gods were staring at Bai Mo.

All the sect leaders were staring at Bai Mo.

All the creatures were staring at Bai Mo.

Because they knew that Bai Mo's victory or defeat would directly affect the pattern of this star field. If Bai Mo was hit by this Nine Sons Ghost Mother Murder Cannon. Not to mention that the Canglan interface will be buried by Bai Mo, there will be countless interfaces that will also suffer. But if it is said that Bai Mo can win, the shape will take a sharp turn. But is it possible? Could it be said that Bai Mo cultivated according to the will of God? Why did all good things befall him?

Absolutely impossible.

Bai Mo will definitely die.

Is it really going to die?

The calm expression on the corner of Bai Mo's mouth seemed to be mocking everyone who had this idea. If you want me to die, I can't. Not only will I not die, I will live well, I will stand here, I will be as quiet as ever, and I will make your eyes wide to see that what you expect will never happen. What a bullshit nine ghost mother murder cannon, in front of my heaven and earth Shimu. It's just the most ridiculous joke.

Rumble.

The first powerful ghost carried endless devouring power like that, and with a long mouth, he was about to swallow Bai Mo into his stomach on the spot. The heavens and the earth were all covered by black shadows, and the boundless ferocious aura roamed and collided wantonly. At this time, if anyone goes in without opening their eyes. As long as you dare to touch this range, you will be eroded by the fierce qi on the spot, and you will become a dead corpse on the spot.

Let's end it.

Bai Mo stretched out his right hand very safely, it was really casual. Facing this ghost. It was as if he were looking at a little sheep, and the contempt in his eyes would make everyone feel an extreme contrast. The ghosts here are so fierce, why is Bai Mo so quiet? But soon everyone noticed that in the dark and fierce aura, a green leaf appeared. Behind this green leaf, a tree branch immediately appeared.

This branch waved at this ghost, and when everyone thought it was impossible, he simply pierced the ghost alive. The ghosts were not able to take another half step. It exploded on the spot, and countless terrible screams rang out in the air. Spirits are constantly swimming. They are all surface creatures who have been sacrificed by blood, and the resentment of unwillingness makes them hover here for a long time and are reluctant to disperse, not to mention, the killing intent revealed in the blood-red eyes is so strong, as if they want to kill everyone around them.

Intimacy doesn't matter.

All are killed.

We were wrongfully killed like that, why can you live so leisurely, since it is death, let's go on the road together.

This is the Ocean of Resentment.

The entire sea area is filled with resentment like this, and if you imagine how many creatures there are in one interface, and now that they all appear like this, how strong and crazy the resentment power that is released must be. That is, a ghost cultivator like Zheng Fan, after sacrificing the blood of the interface, can still control so many resentful spirits, if it were replaced by a withering platform, he would have refined all living beings into spiritual power mobilization long ago, how could he be so reckless, don't you know that the backlash of this resentful spirit is also amazingly terrifying?

"Damn Zheng Fan. Bai Mo's eyes became more and more indifferent.

Outside the Divine Array.

When the sky was filled with that kind of resentful spirit, when they began to wander wantonly, when their eyes were extremely blood-red, when their resentful qi broke through the sky, Jiang Zui resolutely seized this opportunity, his cold eyes swept around, and the crazy voice began to echo. As long as any monk in the Canglan interface could clearly hear Jiang Zui's voice, and the moment they heard it, an instinctive crack finally appeared in their minds.

"Open your eyes and see clearly, who provokes whom these interface spirits move, just because they are weak, should be trampled on and trampled and killed like this? Do you also want to become a lonely ghost like them, and never be able to live beyond the rest of your life? Do you not think about your relatives and friends? Do you not have any of these people that you are familiar with?

I, the Bai Sect, are fighting on behalf of the heavens, what are you fighting for? Even if you heard what the Sect Master said just now, my Bai Sect is going to conquer this star field. But so what? Do you think that my Bai Sect will be so miserable and inhumane? My Bai Sect will not, absolutely not, this kind of thing is our own internal matter when the door is closed, but you are luring the wolf into the house, you ask yourself, do you really want to follow your sect master again and again?"

Hoodwink the public.

Stir up the world.

Jiang Zui's move is really the most timely.

Now all the sects are on the sidelines, if Jiang Zui can win their hearts and minds. Even if their sect leader wants to do something against the Bai Sect, they are just alone, and they are the generals of the light pole. What can be accomplished?

People's hearts fluctuate.

The sect leaders can feel this change, and of course they can also know about it. His brows furrowed, until now there were no dazzling achievements on the side of the great god, not only was he not able to hit Bai Mo hard, but even Huang Quan and Gu Qingfeng around Bai Mo did not have anyone dead. If this really continues, the prestige of their side will inevitably decrease indefinitely. If all the priests of all the sects turned their spears and pointed their spears at them. The consequences would be even worse.

This must not be allowed to happen.

"Gu Renping, Huang Yinliang, if you don't want to fall short. Just give it back to me as soon as possible, and do it all quickly. I'm waiting for you at the ladder, everyone listens, don't hesitate any longer, and join forces to kill Bai Mo. The withering voice of the platform was still echoing in the air. His body has already disappeared from the local area. When it reappeared, it was approaching in a straight line, and the target was directly aimed at Di Haotian standing at the bottom of the ladder.

I'm not going to be a bystander anymore.

If it is true that in the end, only myself is left, even if I have earth-shattering ability, it is only the third level of the great god, and it is impossible to resist the divine array in front of me. But now it's different, with the Formation Breaking Talisman, he can run rampant even in the face of these divine arrays.

Therefore, the moment the platform withered was about to approach the ladder.

High-spirited.

It's just that the abacus of the withering platform is playing well, but the reality is cruel. Dragon Frost, who has been waiting for a long time. When the platform withered and appeared in the divine array under his control, the cold breath that covered the sky and the earth came to his face. The entire divine array was filled with ice-based spiritual power. And you must know that unlike the rest of the gods, the ice spiritual power that has been controlled by the great god's dragon frost vaguely exudes the smell of ice laws, which is the most deadly.

On the spot, the way of the withering platform was blocked.

"You dare to stand in my way?" shouted angrily.

"What if you stop you?" said Long Bingshuang indifferently.

"Kill. ”

With Dragon Frost here, Bai Mo knew that it was impossible for Yutai to take any advantage. You must know that in the Dao domain of Haotian Holy Land, it is not only him and Gu Qingfeng who get the benefits, but Long Bingshuang also gets the benefits. Under the warmth of the power of the divine soul, the cultivation of the dragon frost is a straight line recovery. He was the peak of the sixth order before, which was equivalent to the high level of the great god, and now his strength is stable, and he can suppress the withering of the platform. If it weren't for the fact that there were many artifacts in the hands of the withering of the platform, they would have fallen long ago.

A terrifying showdown.

No one thought that when you thought Bai Mo was going to die, he really played one hole card after another, and each hole card was so strong, not only could he tie up the three gods at the third level, but there were vague signs of killing them all. It would be a miracle if it succeeded. You said that in such a situation, let those instructors take the initiative, what do they have to do?

"Sect Master, is it really okay for us to do this?" Xuanyuan Yan Ling asked in a low voice.

"Nothing can't be done, since it has been done, you have to believe in Bai Mo. Zilong Tu said calmly.

"For me..."

"Don't say things like this, I'm not just for you, people like Huang Yinliang, although I don't know what role they play in the Demon Sect, but the Demon Sect is not just Huang Yinliang's final say. Now that the ladder has been destroyed, there is no way to get in touch with the Demon Sect, and there is no way to inform me and your family seniors, so what we have to do now is to protect ourselves.

As long as they can survive, any way is allowed. And in my heart, I think that only by standing on Bai Mo's side can we live, and if we really follow Huang Yinliang, what awaits us will definitely be a dead end. Zilong Tu said coldly.

"Yes. "Xuanyuan Yanling and Zilong Diagram don't have a backstage?

Miss by a mile.

In the Heavenly Dao Interface Demon Sect, the status represented by the Long family and the Xuanyuan family was supreme. It's just that they really don't have a way to contact the Heavenly Dao Interface Demon Sect now, so they made this decision in desperation. However, this kind of decision is not so aggrieved for the two, they originally thought so in their hearts. Huang Yinliang's character is so bad that they would rather pin this hope on Bai Mo.

Bai Mo, you must win.

Zheng Fan is now in the most crazy state. He never imagined that something that should have been safe would have such a deviation here. The Nine Sons Ghost Mother's murder cannon failed, and it was destroyed by one of those branches. If you can't kill Bai Mo, then can the rest of the Great Gods still do it? Their state is not as good as reaching the peak realm by themselves.

"I don't believe that a broken branch like you can stop my murder cannon, come again!"

In Zheng Fan's fierce shouting, another ghost murder cannon was bombed out. It's just that it's exactly similar to the one in front, and the branches that swirled and danced in front of Bai Mo's body killed this powerful ghost very lightly, and it immediately aroused the spirit of resentment in the sky.

The third imp.

The fifth imp.

The ninth imp.

When all nine imps were bombed out, none of them were able to kill Bai Mo. Zheng Fan began to be frightened in his heart, he threw away the black heavy cannon on the spot without thinking about it, and began to shout at Bai Mo.

"I'm willing to surrender. I am willing to follow you at your side, and I will send you. You treat me like your slave, you treat me like your lackey, you think I'm anything you're doing. Just don't kill me. It's easy to say. ”

Zheng Fan actually showed such a face?

All those who saw this scene were stunned on the spot, and soon became disdainful. Even if we are defeated, we will not be as spineless as you, you have to know that you are a great god, how can you be so spineless? Could it be that in the face of dignity, the so-called death makes you so afraid? Can it be said that as long as you live, you can discard any dignity? Do you forget that it is the blood of the great god that flows in your body?

I don't know why, when Bai Zong and the monks of this star field saw Zheng Fan's movements. The fear of the great god in their hearts began to fade. In the past, they had that kind of respect for the great gods, and that kind of worship. Such fear. Now they feel a kind of ridiculousness, it turns out that there are soft bones among the great gods. The so-called great god is not what he imagined, and the world of great gods is also realistic enough.

Some people can take it.

Some people have to be killed.

When you have the upper hand, you can do whatever you want, you can do anything, you can kill if you want. And when you are at a low ebb and in danger, you want to exchange your life for the so-called surrender, do you think this is the reality? Could it be that if we don't kill you now, we have to wait until you have a chance to rise again in the future, and then kill us in turn? This kind of low-level mistake will never be committed.

So Bai Mo didn't give Zheng Fan a chance to speak, or even give him a chance to atone for his sins, just when Zheng Fan was still thinking about whether he could get away with it, a branch of the first tree of heaven and earth had suddenly shot out of the space like a ghost, and in a green roll, it passed through Zheng Fan's mind in the blink of an eye, and then Zheng Fan's soul was brought out by Bai Mo, and his soul was violently restrained from the sea of knowledge.

This is not something that anyone can do.

The remaining eight Great Gods and Level 2 all trembled, and their eyes finally turned terrified.

The dazzling greenery represents life.

It's just that at this moment, this kind of vitality looks so terrifying to the rest of the gods.

"Bai Mo, what do you want to do?" Zheng Fan, who was restrained, couldn't do anything, at this moment he was like a newborn baby, his soul was so thin, so pitiful, so lonely and helpless suspended in the air.

"What do I want to do?"

Bai Mo's eyes were as clear as knives, "I want you to atone for your sins, for the sins you committed at the beginning." If you don't die, heaven is unjust. Zheng Fan, don't worry, you won't die like this, I promise that before these souls are completely transformed, before they vent all the grievances in their hearts, you will not die, you will live well, you will experience their pain personally, and I will let you know that the weak need protection, not destruction. ”

"You?huh!"

The picture that followed shocked the audience.

The three great god level 3 powerhouses who were in the battle in the rest of the divine arrays were all terrified.

The remaining eight Great Gods' second-level bodies trembled.

The onlookers trembled.

All the monks in the starfield were shocked.

It's just that compared with the horror of the great gods, as the indigenous inhabitants of this star field, what emerged on their faces after the shock was a kind of ecstasy, a kind of crazy catharsis, looking at Bai Mo's eyes, no one hesitated, all of them were full of determination.

Only white ink can dominate. (To be continued......)