Black blood splattered, and the other goblins paused, followed by a frantic killing of Suo Ming.

In the face of this poignancy and madness, there was no trace of fear in Suo Ming's eyes, but more calm.

On that day, the fairyland-like place suddenly changed color, everything in the place was a golem, and the golem was constantly drilled out of the ground, as the only body cultivator, Suo Ming was in front, endlessly, tirelessly, not afraid of death, the limit after the limit, but he couldn't fall.

He can die, and he is not afraid of death, but death is just an escape for him, his life is not his own, it belongs to the Holy Church, it belongs to Wang Meng, as long as he still has the value of existence, he must not fall.

He felt that his body was almost gone, and it was out of control, but the number of golems was not small at all, and everyone was surrounded by the heaven and earth of the golems.

There were only three people left standing, one was him, one was Wang Meng, and Hu Jing who maintained the formation, everyone else fell, and the impact of the golem came again.

Hu Jing has to take care of the others, the boss is the main force, to destroy these golems, and he is the only defender.

That wave after wave of attacks, the golem's cold-as-iron attack smashed on the body, and again and again, the soul gamble was numb, and the body had long wanted to collapse.

The limit has passed, but he can't die, maybe his will has been broken, but he still has to stand, he still has to block the door.

At that door, tens of thousands of golems were piled up outside, and Suo Ming was a man who couldn't open them!

For he who is inside the door is above his life, above all that is above him, he must keep!

Until the moment when the golem army retreated.

Wang Meng went to destroy the offensive formation of the Golem army, but it was only a day.

This day was a nightmare for everyone else, and Ma Tian'er was overdrawn because of the treatment, and the icon was completely useless.

The golem's attack is here again, never tireless. At this time, death is really a relief, perhaps happiness.

Abandon. Yes, it's giving up, as long as you give up, you can leave everything alone.

But Somin couldn't, his hands firmly grasped the door, and he let the golem attack with hammer after hammer, gritting his teeth and swallowing in his stomach. It's nothing.

When the golem retreated, Somin was still standing there, unable to pull it off, as if he was with the doorman.

It was a nightmare.

What is this cunning goblin in front of you?

Rumble......

The monks have seen what it means to be more ghostly than ghosts, and they have also seen the real fierce physique.

All along, the light of the forbidden magic hammer completely overshadowed Suo Ming, and the sanctuary was famous for its holy icons, and Feng Jin shone brightly in his physical cultivation techniques. Somin was completely ignored in this regard.

The goblins were scared, because they had encountered monsters, and their muscles were sometimes like steel. Sometimes I want to be in a quagmire.

Wang Meng finally rushed back, Suo Ming no longer had a piece of his body intact, and after three days and three nights of treatment, Suo Ming passed the ghost gate.

That is, when the Golem Array suddenly erupted, the Templar almost encountered a full-blown crisis.

Although he survived, Suo Ming still raised it for half a year, and if he didn't die, there would be a blessing in the future, which is a wise saying.

The body cultivation is the defense of the strongest and the most yang, but it is rigid and easy to break, and once it encounters an attack that exceeds the defense. There was no way to fight back.

But Somin has changed.

The ghost's sharp claws cut into Suo Ming's body, either like steel or cotton, and they were caught all at once, both hard and soft!

One hammer at a time.

Zou Kai subconsciously swallowed his saliva and immediately urged the ghost gate. I hope to release something, his current level is still relatively low, otherwise he can release more powerful ghosts, I thought it would be enough to deal with these people, nine is not enough, just ninety!

Yuan Li poured into the ghost gate, one ghost after another appeared, and the one who was alive and ready to escape immediately had confidence again, and more than thirty ghosts appeared on the fighting platform.

But Suo Ming was still expressionless, and in the eyes of the other monks, this expressionlessness really produced a kind of admiration from the bottom of his heart.

How can you be so calm, is this still human!

A normal monk always beats a drum in his heart when faced with this kind of scene, but looking at Suo Ming's eyes, it is completely like looking at a pile of wooden stakes.

The goblins roared and swarmed up, instantly burying Somin underneath.

Listening to the rhythmic explosion in the ghost pile, it was very slow, about two or three seconds.

Rumble...... Rumble...... Rumble......

Unhurried, but it knocks on everyone's heart, full of strong oppressive force.

Zou Kai opened his mouth, his Yuan Force could be used to urge so much, wouldn't he still be able to kill it?

The sect master has commented that this thing is in the younger generation, unless it encounters a particularly rebellious guy, it can be defeated, and it also restrains all kinds of magic weapons.

Rumble......

Soon Zou Kai knew what the roar was, and every time a ghost was smashed into meat sauce.

Suo Ming is not afraid of attacking at all, whatever you want!

The Great Perfection that can't use spells is also the Great Perfection, even if the qualifications are relatively poor, it is also the Great Perfection, but it was beaten by Suo Ming, and the monks only saw the forbidden magic hammer, but ignored him.

If it's not this kind of tough **, how can there be such domineering, this is the real immortal body, beyond death.

Rumble......

In an instant, the remaining five ghosts retreated, letting out a terrible cry, not a deterrent, but a fear, as if the expressionless human monk in front of them was a ghost.

As if some kind of agreement had been reached, the five strange ones slipped into the ghost gate,...... It's gone.

Zou Kai has the heart to vomit blood, this is okay, is there such a play?

He was genuinely summoned, and he left his master and ran away like this, is there a conscience!

Looking at Suo Ming, who was approaching step by step with a forbidden hammer, Zou Kai, who was expressionless and really looking at it, was cool in his heart, Nima, this is a ghost, just a horn on his head.

"I throw in the towel!"

Zou Kai raised his hands very happily before Suo Ming made a move.

Zou Kai hurriedly walked down, and when he waited for his ghost sect disciples, he immediately surrounded him, "Senior brother, how can you admit defeat, with your formation, his forbidden magic hammer may not be able to break it!"

It's all lively outside, how do these guys know that Suo Ming is terrible, and there are evil ghosts hidden inside the calm and calm. If he wants to continue, he will definitely be hammered to death.

"This guy is not human at all, he can't fight, he can't fight. Zou Kai shook his head. At this time, he can't care about face, he has a great future, but there is no need to be ruined in this kind of thing.

The Templar is in the next city.

By the time the battle had arrived, everyone had already seen the horrors of the Templar, and it had nothing to do with luck when they got here.

Another disciple of the Holy Church entered the Pure Land.

Before you know it, there are already four people, and one person can occupy half of the country.

And in the seventh game, Zhang Xiaoshan of the Templar faced Shen Zhenhai of the Fengshen Sect.

Shen Zhenhai. From the famous Fengshen Sect, the seventh place in the Star Alliance, he is definitely a man of the hour, and he is envied and admired by others wherever he goes, before that, if Zhang Xiaojiang's goods are commented on with him, it will be an insult.

But when Shen Zhenhai came to the Doufa platform, he found that everyone was looking at him with a strange look.

He had never seen such a look before. But he often looks at others with this kind of look.

That's a kind of "bad luck" meaning.

Is he out of luck?

Because I ran into Zhang Xiaojiang?

No, just change one, as long as he's a Templar. The results are all the same.

The Templars were still standing there neatly, they had been in this posture and expression since the first round of the Battle on the Other Side, but no one cared about them at that time.

But today, now, the last round of the battle on the other side.

The monks finally realized that something was wrong, because this is what it feels like to be truly strong.

There is a country in mind!

Shen Zhenhai was very reluctant to admit it, but he couldn't refute it, because he was also shocked by the battle in front of him.

I was even a little sober in my heart, and I didn't touch Zilong, Lishan, or Wang Meng.

It stands to reason. This is simply a guarantee to the Pure Land, but now he really has to be cautious.

Because he was dealing with the Templars.

But even so, he still has an absolute chance of winning, especially in the face of a bow cultivator, the True Eye is really unlucky to meet him.

Zhang Xiaojiang appeared on the stage, and it was time for this crucial battle. Zhang Xiaopang still had that not-so-serious smile on his face, probably the most uninhibited one of the Templars.

Everyone is full of confidence in Zhang Xiaojiang, with the life-weapon burst bow and the real eye, with the earth escape technique, to be honest, anyone who encounters this kind of person will have a headache, and Zhang Xiaojiang is the worst face in the temple, very slippery, and the agitation method is not easy to use.

Shen Zhenhai on the opposite side was carrying a long sword, standing proudly, with no less famous demeanor, and he was also very good.

"Church Zhang Xiaojiang. ”

The same name, but with glory at this time.

"Fengshen Sect Shen Zhenhai. ”

At this time, Zhang Xiaojiang's popularity has already taken the advantage.

In the face of this very rare situation, Shen Zhenhai was still relatively indifferent, not impatient, outside the Doufa platform, a group of Fengshen Sect disciples also had enough confidence in their senior brother, and faced this situation very indifferently, with a kind of pity in their eyes, but this was for the opponent.

Zhang Xiaojiang's luck was really bad, he actually ran into Senior Brother Shen, and it was difficult not to lose.

This has nothing to do with strength, this is Wanke!

The battle began, Shen Zhenhai launched an attack, and fighting with Gong Xiu, Sword Cultivation had to give full play to the advantages of melee attacks, even if it was a Gong Xiu who was good at melee combat.

Shen Zhenhai is not an ordinary person, he is a master of the Fengshen Sect who has reached the last round of the main competition, when you put in a hundred times the effort, others also pay a hundred times the effort.

No one succeeds casually.

Shen Zhenhai's swordsmanship really has the style of the Wind God Sect, it is elegant and murderous, quite sharp, and the footwork is also very well controlled, obviously it is specially designed to deal with bow cultivation.

Zhang Xiaojiang's attack was also very fierce, but he couldn't break through the opponent's defense, not that the two were not powerful, but that both sides were very powerful.

Zhang Xiaopang was still jumping up and down like that, using the Earth Escape Technique to turn around, and he shot an arrow with a cold shot, but Shen Zhenhai had no choice, and the projection of sword qi was quite limited.

(It's almost the final exams of all roads.,I wish everything well.,Victory and liberation are just around the corner.,Haha,Ask for a monthly ticket.,Swing and swing.,Thank you)()