"You!"

"That's a lot of nonsense!"

There was a hint of contempt in his eyes, Ren Xiaoyao had the slightest meaning of talking nonsense with Waka, and he directly pinched his fist and came out!

Rumble!

In a flash!

The entire underground parking lot is trembling!

Several concrete-poured pillars were directly destroyed by this punch!

When everyone around felt this terrifying aura, they were all shocked, and their eyes showed horror.

They already knew that Ren Yao was powerful!

But it wasn't until now that I felt how terrible it was for Ren Yao, who was feared by the entire South Asian magic world!

"Useless struggle!"

Waka also sneered, and a blood-colored puppet instantly appeared behind him, instantly condensed into an entity, and in his dark teeth, he coldly spit out two words: "Blood Puppet Spell!"

The blood-colored golem instantly condensed into an entity!

Like a demon crawling out of hell, with endless hideousness and murder, he crashed towards Ren Yao's fist intent!

Bang!

The blood puppet stretched out a fist as big as a grinding disc and collided with Ren Xiaoyao's fist, as if with the power of a thousand catties, it was going to blow Ren Xiaoyao's hands apart!

And Waka's eyes also showed a hint of abuse.

He didn't plan to kill Ren Xiaoyao directly, but was ready to use this and the blood-colored puppet to slowly consume Ren Xiaoyao and make him collapse in endless pain and despair!

Such.

Only then can it be easier for him to extract his soul and occupy this perfect body!

Come to think of it.

He couldn't help but lick his scarlet lips, and even his body couldn't help but tremble!

"A puppet trying to block my fists?"

The corners of Ren Xiaoyao's mouth showed a hint of abuse, and the fist print seemed to be instilled with endless power, and it burst out in an instant, as if it was a god from above, blasting out a world-destroying punch towards the ground!

The two collide!

Everyone's eyes were intertwined with blood and light!

But this state lasted for a second!

Moment.

Ren Yaoyao's fist, as if it was about to shatter the eons and collapse the sky, pierced the blood-colored puppet grinding plate-like big hand, and then pierced his palm, arm, chest, and entire body!

Fist Marks Cover the Scarlet Golem!!

Directly and mercilessly crushed!!

With that shocking killing intent, it echoed in this huge garage, making everyone's eardrums burst!!

Bang!

More than fist prints!

Bombarded towards Waka's chest again, and his face changed, and a blood-colored light curtain appeared around him, which was the most dangerous way to intercept Ren Yao's fist print!

It's just that.

At his feet, I don't know how many huge potholes have appeared!

"It can't be!"

"You are a martial artist, how can you defeat my blood puppet with martial arts!"

Waka said in disbelief, panic in his eyes for the first time!

The reason why he is full of confidence is because he is sure that Ren Xiaoyao is a martial artist and does not understand mysterious techniques!

The blood golem is condensed by spiritual power, and it can be said that it is immune to physical blows, even if the nuclear bomb is detonated, his blood golem will not be damaged in the center!

But now.

Ren Xiaoyao actually broke his blood puppet with one punch?

What's going on?

The masters of South Asia were also dumbfounded!

In the first encounter, Master Waka actually fell behind?

"In this way, there is only one possibility! You are also proficient in magic, so you can break the old man's blood puppet!"

Waka's face was gloomy and dripping water, he looked at Ren Xiaoyao with a cruel gaze, and said faintly: "In this case, it is more in line with my heart, the stronger you are, the more surprising I can be after I get your body!"

As he spoke.

The dry skin on his body instantly became full, like a dead tree in spring!

His breath is also even more cold and terrifying!

That's pretty much the case with the great sorcerers of South Asia.

On weekdays, the body is introverted, unwilling to increase its own consumption, and only when the real war is there, is it willing to reveal its true nature.

"This ruined body, I'm afraid I can only toss this once, right?"

Vaca muttered to himself, and countless chills erupted from his body, as if they were about to freeze the entire underground garage!

"But!"

"I only need to shoot once!!"

The words fell!

Whoa!

Countless black rays emanated from his body, filling the entire underground garage, as if hell was about to fall, obscuring all light!

This moment.

All of us are hallucinating!

The roar of the devil and the wail of the ghost are heard in my ears!

In the black fog.

There is a great horror like never before!

"Since I can only shoot once, then I'll deal with it thoroughly!"

Waka's eyes showed a touch of blood, and he sang an elegy in a low voice: "The ghost road is always open, people will not come back to life, knock on the cabinet door every day, don't divide yin and yang......"

"It's!"

"This is the ghost spell that shocked and killed more than a dozen innate masters back then!!"

Sinai watched this scene from afar, revealing an incredible expression, trembling all over, and looking at Waka with frightened eyes!

back then.

Waka is still a powerhouse in the innate realm, and it is with this ghost spell that he killed more than a dozen innate powerhouses in South Asia, and since then he has become famous in a battle and has become a terrifying existence on the side of Megatron!

"Oops!"

Ji Yinfan's heart was also tight, and his face was as white as a piece of paper!

He'd heard of the curse before, too!

It was Waka's means of fame, and no one had ever survived this trick!

"Back then, I forcibly used the ghost curse, which was the bane, and my lifespan was shortened by decades, and I had to give up this physical body......!

A faint voice came from Waka's throat.

This moment.

In the black fog.

It seems that a high mountain has emerged!

A majestic mountain made of bones piled up!

Ghost Spells.

Thousands of years ago, when the Buddha entered the preaching, those great head lowering magicians, in order to stop Buddhism, created a type of supernatural power.

Reputedly.

Enough to drag the Buddha into hell!

And the masters of South Asia were also shocked, and their whole bodies were trembling.

Casting a ghost spell in such a small space, Ren Xiaoyao is not the only one who dies!

Everyone present is going to be implicated!!

"A group of ants, if they die, they will die, who cares about your life?"

As if sensing the fear of these people, Waka smiled fiercely and said, "All I want is his body!!"

"Sorcery?"

"Do you know what a spell is?"

Ren Xiaoyao was a little afraid, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly.

Behind him, in the gloomy black mist, a downpour emerged!

In the rain.

Suddenly, a green lotus appeared, blooming out, spitting out the fragrance, as if it was the first chaotic green lotus born in chaos!

A thought blooms.

The sky is falling on the other side!

"I'll let you know, what a spell is!"

In an instant, on Ren Xiaoyao's body, a streamer overflowed and fell into the green lotus.

Moment.

Radiant Radiance!

Countless divine rays burst out from the green lotus, like a divine sword, floating in the void, wanting to slash the nine heavens with a sword!

"Qinglian Sword Rain Technique!"

A faint voice came from Ren Xiaoyao's mouth.

This moment.

The figure of the young man seems to be going to walk all over the world, and there is the voice of the gods and demons behind him!

Rain of swords!

Rise!

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