It didn't take long for Baise Dao and Li Guan to follow in the footsteps of Pang Jun and become another unjust soul under the mouth of this ghost king, and even the divine soul was sucked away and could not be reincarnated forever. At this time, Pang Li had stopped sobbing, his fists were clenched, and his eyes stared fiercely at the ghost king in the array, if the eyes could kill, people had reason to believe that this ghost king was already dead and could not die anymore. But he can't do anything, he can only watch, this is the natural law of the jungle, he is strong, you are weak, you are eaten, it's so simple.

"It's not good, this guy is breaking the formation, everyone work harder, otherwise, no one will be able to run when he comes out. The old monster hurriedly roared, half threatening and half dissuading. This ghost thing, who was still in the big stack just now, suddenly threw the corpse of the Baise Dao person who had only eaten half of it into the distance, and then buckled his palms to the wall of the formation where the true qi of the people in the big array was turned in, and the force was so great that the entire big array shook continuously. This sudden change happened in an instant, and everyone was shocked into a cold sweat.

Seeing that the big fist of this ghost sand pot kept hitting the big array, the entire big array was shaking back and forth in this crazy impact, and everyone's hearts that were already hanging at the beginning were now even more in their throats. After hearing the warning voice of the old monster of Quan, everyone tried their best to pour the true seven into the big array without money, and even those who had other ideas had to bow to reality, after all, the ghost king really broke out of the formation, and no one could run, and the speed visible to the naked eye The wall of the big array was a little thicker.

As if playing a game with everyone, the speed of this ghost's fist swing has also increased significantly, and the iron fist of the big sand pot is constantly swinging out, each punch is like a thousand catties, and the huge force is transmitted to everyone outside the formation through the effect of the formation wall, and the monks with higher mana such as Quan Lao Wei and others are okay, and the true qi in the body will easily remove this force that rebounds on themselves as soon as the true qi in the body turns. And low-level monks such as Pang Li generally fell into bad luck, and at least they were bounced up and their bodies involuntarily fell to the ground, and at worst, they were directly vibrated and spat blood, and they fainted to the ground and did not wake up. Because Pang Li did not participate in the team that imported true qi spiritual power into the array, the backlash suffered was relatively small, but he was also bounced away, and his body was involuntarily thrown more than ten meters away, and his eyes were black and unconscious.

Everyone was in a hurry, and there were already insufficient manpower, and in this series of attacks, dozens of monks fell one after another and lost their combat effectiveness. The form took a sharp turn for the worse, and it became more and more unfavorable to everyone.

On the contrary, the attack of this ghost thing is becoming more and more clever, after one punch, two punches and many punches, the wall of the formation still can't support it after all, everyone only heard the sound of "zla", a crack that is not enough to be confused was born under the big fist of the ghost king sand pot, and it continued to extend downward along the wall of the formation, getting longer and longer, and finally "boom" The entire large array exploded from this crack, and the majestic explosion force shook the monks around the large array and flew in all directions, even the old monster of Quan was no exception, he was shocked and flew far away, and spit out a mouthful of blood before he slowed down and stood up slowly.

There was only a desperate look in the eyes of the scene, dim, maybe a day ago, everyone never thought that this paradise-like place would become a place for everyone to bury their bones, or maybe even if someone stood up and said, "It's too dangerous inside, the slightest carelessness will wipe out the army, you better not go in." "I will definitely be laughed out of my belly, laugh off my big teeth, and joke that so many monks are good-looking, but there is no if, no one stood up to stop everyone at that time, and of course no one stands up to pity everyone now. Despair deep despair. The crowd was sluggish in their breathing rate. The only thing that can be done is to guess who will die first, who will be eaten by the ghost king first, and run away, which is already delusional.

The fog that broke and shook up the great array dissipated, revealing the true body of the Ghost King, the devil of hell came as promised, with murderous eyes, a bloody mouth, and sharp claws, he was ready to start harvesting life, as a reward for most of the day's hard work, and this reward was the body and soul of a group of monks. As the Ghost King slowly stepped out of the big array, everyone obviously felt that the air around them was cold, and with gusts of yin wind, people seemed to hear the wail of endless remnant souls.

The bleak scene was in everyone's minds. On the spot, there were timid monks, who couldn't bear it anymore and fainted with a touch of darkness. Just when the ghost king's claws were about to grasp the monk closest to him, he only heard a "boom" to pull people's desperate thoughts back to reality, and a palm transformed by true qi slapped on the top of the ghost king's head, and the huge force vibrated all over the square and the sky was dark, and in a moment the giant palm dispersed, only to see half of the ghost king's body buried in the soil, and only half of his body was left leaking outside, almost slapping him completely into the ground.

Finally, under the expectation of everyone's long-awaited and almost desperate death, Matsutsuru and Matsuya Masanari arrived at the last moment and saved everyone's lives. But after all, the cultivation of the two is not enough, they are just early stage monks of infant training, and this ghost king is not the early ghost king that Mo Yan met at the beginning, but a golden retriever ghost king comparable to the early combat power of infant training. But even if the sneak attack was successful, it didn't cause any fatal damage to the ghost king.

"Evil animals, suffer death. As he spoke, he saw Matsutsuru Majin and Matsuya Masanari running the true qi in their bodies one after another, turning into two big hands, and continuing to shoot at the ghost king who was embedded in the ground with half of his body, taking advantage of your life, the two old guys were skillful.

Facing the two big hands that slapped him, the Ghost King showed a cruel smile, and pulled out two white bone Lingling's sharp claws from the soil and greeted them.

"Bang" There was a sound of landslides cracking. When the dust cleared, people saw a crack that was one meter wide and several meters deep extending from behind the Ghost King, and did not stop until a distance of several tens of zhang, and Matsutsuru Matsuru and Matsuya Masanari were also shocked and retreated several steps before regaining their footing. His face was solemn, and it was obvious that they didn't take much advantage of the blow just now.

"Song Hejun couldn't imagine that this one was even more difficult to deal with than the one at the entrance of the cave, what should I do. "Let these juniors go first, and once they really do it, none of them will survive." "It's okay, you guys go quickly and leave the cave. After a little discussion, the two old guys made what they thought was the most correct decision, telling this group of low-realm monks to evacuate quickly. Just when everyone was supporting each other and preparing to retreat the same way they came, they suddenly heard the ghost king shouting, "Did this king let you go, two old things, since you came, you should stay, no one can leave today." ”

A raging netherworld fire erupted from the ghost's mouth, enveloping the entire mountaintop. Among them, there was a monk who wanted to escape, so he crashed into the ghost fire and was burned clean in an instant, and there were no ashes left. Mo Yan, who was carrying Pang Li on his back, was also so shocked that he almost left Pang Li on the ground.

"What are you doing, don't run yet" Matsuya Masanari yelled at everyone, only to see a stream of majestic true qi emerge from his palm, striking on the ghost fire, supporting a humanoid passage, and Matsuya Masaka instructed everyone to flee from this humanoid passage quickly.