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Ying Zhao roared, a pair of tiger claws twisted into a strange angle, and the whole dog's face twisted into a shoehorn shape in pain.

-- from the soul of the netherworld! not in the name of the great ghost, with blood as a guide -- calling to the sleeping heroic spirits!

- Hurry up! stop him - Purple Lori yelled;

What--! Yunxiao was stunned.

It's too late! It's too late! Little Lori has a look of extreme fear on her face.

Wow-whoa-whoa!

Buckets of blood were thrown out of the Qiankun Qingguang Ring by Ying Zhao, and the strange thing was that the blood that could gather together to form a small lake actually evaporated out of thin air, as if it had been absorbed by something strange.

Uh-uh-ah-ah-ah!

There was a faint strange sound, as if it was about to penetrate some kind of barrier and descend.

Poof!

In front of Ying Zhao, a large area of space began to deform, like a shriveled balloon being slowly blown up, more and more bulging, until, at a certain point.

- Bang - Buzz!

The void exploded like a bubble of pig urine that had swelled to the extreme.

The huge energy was raging, and the strange thing was that Ying Zhao's body was not affected at all, and those scattered void fragments seemed to have consciousness, and they couldn't hurt Ying Zhao at all.

- Boy, I don't think you're dead yet, this raging void storm alone can tear you to pieces-haha-haha!

Hmph! Just by virtue of this fragment storm, he wanted to hurt the master, and Yunxiao looked disdainful.

The right leg stepped forward lightly -- knock -- like the thunder god played a divine drum, and the heavens and the earth roared for it. The void was a little unstable, especially around the clouds, as if his entire body was out of place with this space, like a terrifying black hole.

Buzz!

A punch, still a punch; a simple punch, the fist face is square, the back of the fist is round, and the sky is round; as if a punch is out, the four sides of heaven and earth are shrouded; a vast fist rises to the sky, with a sky-high rebelliousness; wants to crush everything.

It's just a punch, Yunxiao is still a right-handed punch, but it is like a needle of the sea god, no matter how turbulent the waves are, the iron fist has suppressed everything, and everything seems to have returned to the original point, including those terrifying void fragments.

-- How is it possible? No matter how good you are, you can beat these heroic spirits!

- O ancient heroic spirit, obey the call of your most pious servant - slay those who dare to defy the underworld before you!

It was as if hundreds of billions of people were whispering mourning, as if they were going to resurrect some kind of taboo existence against the sky.

Yunxiao's eyes are deep, and there is a large tomb faintly emerging in the pupils, the tomb covers the sky, and at the top of the tomb there is actually a figure with a vague voice at this moment, this person is surrounded by chaotic energy, and there are fragments of stars under his feet, and even there is a broken universe behind him, which is very terrifying.

No one knows, Yunxiao seems to see that it is a dead starry sky, where everything is dead and silent, it is in such a place, there is actually a three-leaf grass, the three-leaf swaying, rippling out endless rhyme, not far from the beginning of a huge copper official Hengchen, from time to time there is blood dripping.

Death!