Zheng Xiaoran felt the yin qi in his body being burned by the flames, and he found that if this continued, the yin qi in his body would be burned out sooner or later. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now, the situation is reversed. Fang Lie was in a winning position.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Broken Ghost Sect showed a smile that they hadn't smiled for a long time, looking forward to Zhuang Lie's victory.

With innocent smiles, they are proud of their master Zhuang Lie, and they are happy that they don't have to die. The master of the door they pinned on was indeed able to bring them hope.

Gritting his teeth, Zheng Xiaoran thought to himself: "If all the yin qi is burned, there will definitely be no good for himself, so he will be completely weak." I can no longer use the Yin Qi to continue fighting, and I must use the remaining Yin Qi to attack.

The pain in the ninja's body, with the only remaining yin qi, Zheng Xiaoran made the final blow, and the world-destroying light was broken, and a ray of light was launched from Zheng Xiaoran's hand.

The sudden release of the World Destroying Light Break instantly surprised all the Broken Ghost Sect disciples present, they laughed and trembled, they thought that their sect master Zhuang Lie would win, but they didn't expect Zheng Xiaoran to suddenly attack, and they were worried again.

Facing the Destruction Light Breaking Decision that was rapidly attacking him, Fang Lie had a bad heart, but at this time, he no longer had the high-intensity concentration and reflexes that he had just now, and his physical strength could not keep up at all.

Zhuang Lie wanted to hide, but as soon as his body reacted, he was hit by the light and screamed in pain.

The power of the World-Destroying Light Break caused Fang Lie to lose his center of gravity and retreat countless steps, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood.

With this change, all the disciples who broke the sect were blatantly discolored. There is no hope, and the ghost gate is about to be destroyed.

Zheng Xiaoran saw Fang Lie's appearance, and the slight pain in the ninja's body smiled and said: "It seems that the power is much less than the two World-Destroying Light Breaking just now, there is no way, the Yin Qi has been burned out too much, and it is impossible to send out the strongest World-Destroying Light Breaking with all its strength." ”

But Zheng Xiaoran was already very satisfied with this result, and now that he and Fang Lie were both defeated, the Broken Ghost Gate no longer had the capital to fight, and it was basically announced that the Broken Ghost Gate had been destroyed.

Zhang Wanli, who was on the side, said with a smile after watching this good show: "It's a lose-lose situation." ”

Looking at Zhuang Lie who was panting, many disciples of the Broken Ghost Gate already knew that their master no longer had the capital to continue fighting, and the last hope was shattered, and they were overshadowed, knowing that they had no hope of survival, and only death awaited them.

Neither Zhang Wanli nor Zhuang Lie could continue the fight, and the fight was declared a draw.

But this tie did not satisfy the broken ghost door.

"Alright, the show is over. Zhang Wanli moved his muscles and bones, and continued: "Next, continue the plan just now, this time I did it myself, and the people who have not yet opened the door to hide in the room will have to die first." ”

Death is coming again.

Zhang Wanli walked up to Fang Lie and said contemptuously: "Next, you just take a good look, how can I kill your disciples who broke the ghost sect one by one, and then you can only watch, feeling the annoyance that you want to stop me but can't stop me, and feel the helplessness of not being able to save your disciples from dying." ”

"Hahaha, that's funny. Zhang Wanli laughed heartily.

Feeling the shameful smile of Zhang Wanli's words, Zhuang Lie stared at Zhang Wanli viciously, and his heart was full of anger.

At this meeting, Zhang Zhenghe organized an action in the crowd, and under countless persuasions, he gathered more than a dozen broken ghost doors with difficulty

Disciple, I made the decision to die.

Zhang Zhenghe didn't want to die without resistance like this, his two fists were invincible to his four hands, and he was sure that as long as the disciples of the Ghost Sect made a move, Zhang Wanli would definitely not be able to stop them all.

"Rush. “

With a rush, more than a dozen disciples of the Ghost Breaking Sect ran towards Zhang Wanli at the same time, and at the same time used their ghost skills.

Seeing the sudden change, Zhang Wanli smiled coldly and said, "A group of ants dare to challenge me, and they are almost killed." ”

Zhang Wanli's body changed, and in just an instant, there were more than a dozen corpses in the square.

Those dozen or so corpses were the dozen or so disciples who had just broken through the ghost gate.

None of the disciples who broke the ghost sect saw when Zhang Wanli made his move, and they couldn't see it clearly if they shot too fast, what killed those dozen disciples was, they couldn't be sure, but what they could be sure of was that those people died at Zhang Wanli's hands.

"Don't be clever, even if all of you come around, I'll kill you all quickly. I advise you to settle down, if you don't want to die as early as those dozen corpses, then be quiet for a while. ”

Seeing that the disciples who rushed out were killed so easily, this time, all the disciples of the Broken Ghost Sect quieted down, they no longer dared to rush out like this, although there were still people who privately organized and said to rush out, but most of the disciples of the Broken Ghost Sect were scared, they didn't want to die so early.

Originally, he thought that two fists were invincible to four hands, and all the disciples of the Broken Ghost Gate would definitely be able to take down Zhang Wanli's Zhang Zhenghe, but when he saw more than a dozen corpses, he thought too seriously, Zhang Wanli was an out-and-out master, and it was easy to destroy the Broken Ghost Gate, he wanted to kill the disciples of the Broken Ghost Gate one by one, and he couldn't just take the destruction of the Broken Ghost Gate as a game.

Zhang Wanli glanced at the disciples who broke the ghost door with a sneer, and then walked towards the rooms where the doors were locked.

As every room was kicked open by Zhang Wanli one by one, he was greeted with frightened eyes.

Time passed slowly, and the corpses slowly piled up in the square of the broken ghost gate.

After Zhang Wanli kicked all the doors open and killed all the Broken Ghost Sect disciples hiding in the room, his eyes turned to the remaining Broken Ghost Sect disciples in the square.

The disciples of the Broken Ghost Sect were terrified when they saw this gaze, although this gaze looked soft on the outside, it was fake, it was a murderous look.

Seeing the countless corpses in the square, Zhuang Lie wanted to do something more, but he was never able to send out another ghost technique, and now he could only watch his disciples being brutally killed, and he felt the helplessness and depression that he had never felt in his life.

Blood stained the white floor of the Ghost Gate Square bright red.

It's an end times.

This is the day when the ghost gate will be destroyed.

The disciples of the Broken Ghost Sect gathered together, seeing Zhang Wanli's gaze looking at them, they were afraid of death, they pushed the senior brothers in front of them one after another, and then moved their bodies backwards, they didn't want to be the first to be killed by Zhang Wanli, so they took the same senior brothers to their backs first.

As a result of this situation, chaos in the square was caused.

Seeing such a chaotic situation, Zhang Wanli didn't care, because he already had a white ball of light in his hand.

"Thousands of miles away. "This is a ghost skill named after Zhang Wanli himself.

Zhang Wanli waved his right hand lightly to make a thousand miles of light, only to see that the white ball of light flew into the crowd of disciples of the Broken Ghost Sect.

"Boom".

The white ball of light bloomed with a vivid light, and it exploded in an instant.

This move killed more than a dozen disciples of the Broken Ghost Gate at once.

Seeing the terrifying appearance of the dead disciple's body being blown apart and falling apart, the disciple of the Broken Ghost Gate was both afraid and afraid that the next person who would die would die himself.

It was precisely because of Zhang Wanli's move that the situation got out of control. Several disciples of the Broken Ghost Sect ran desperately towards the exit of the sect, but after passing the barrier, everyone knew what the outcome was, and they all died immediately.

"Who's going to save me, I don't want to die yet, I really don't want to die. ”

Hearing a shout, everyone's eyes moved to the direction where the voice came from.

It was the Sect Hua Yan Lingling who broke the ghost gate shouted, and at this moment, if she was as beautiful as a flower, she was already discolored, and she was born with tears. Tears drowned out her pretty face, and she let out a cry of help.

Obviously, she didn't want to die, she was crying for help. But let's ask which Broken Ghost Sect disciple wants to die, and who can save her. They all want to continue to live, and they all hope that someone can save them.

Looking at Zong Hua's grief, everyone was speechless, and many men had a deep crush on Zong Hua Yan Lingling on weekdays, but now, seeing the wailing of the person they liked, they couldn't do anything.

"There's no way anyone can come and save us. ”

It was Zhuang Lie who said this, and at this moment he was already standing upright facing life and death, he knelt on the ground, and couldn't help crying bitterly.

Zhuang Lie's move instantly ignited all the disciples of the Broken Ghost Sect, yes, who else can save us, waiting for us is only death, and they all burst into tears.

Zhang Wanli did not stop his pace of killing, and one by one the disciples of the Ghost Gate lost their lives under him.

It was a terrible day, the Broken Ghost Gate had been shattered, the death of one disciple by one, and the numerous corpses piled up on the ground showed that the Broken Ghost Gate was about to be destroyed.

The killing continued, Zhang Wanli looked at the desperate expressions of every Broken Ghost Sect disciple who was killed by himself, and looked at the tears in the corners of their eyes, he did not have the slightest sympathy and pity, but he was happy to do it.

At this time, Han Xun was still cultivating in an orderly manner, which would make him vaguely smell the smell of blood coming from outside the forbidden land, but Han Xun didn't care too much, because he already felt that he was about to have the first ghost fire in his life.