The A-level battle scenes are terrifying.

Luo Ji kept fighting with the figures in the mist. Thousands of footsteps triggered strange forces, crushing the strange "dolls" that jumped out one after another.

Idiots keep appearing in the dark.

His body was covered in blood, his movements were stiff, and he was carrying out a brutal attack without fear of death.

These puppets from the theater troupe will burst out with terrifying power at the master level the moment they take action. Once they succeed, Luo Ji will be severely injured.

Although he could easily destroy them.

But the opponent can make countless mistakes, but he can only make one mistake!

This is the terrifying thing about the strong man behind the puppet.

…

The blood mist of the Five Soul Chaotic Formation stopped expanding.

Jiang Yi led a group of underworld gangsters to kill the ghosts one by one.

Deeper into the fog, Daoxuan stood in a forest, holding a brass compass in his hand. As he moved it, the ground roared, the vegetation, mountains and rocks shifted, and the terrain was changed.

A thousand meters in front of him, there was an old figure, with an array diagram suspended in front of him, which was continuously outlined with an array pen.

A random piece of grass between the two exudes unimaginable sharpness, a tree is as thick as a divine weapon, and the earth cracks with terrifying lines...

No one dares to step into the battle between formations and paths.

Even if the Grandmaster enters, he will probably be crushed into pulp in an instant.

…

The battle between Laomen Sect Master and Yamamoto Xingxiong is even more amazing.

The two top grand masters, with just a few gestures, had half the mountain flattened.

A ray of sword intent flew out, and the mist was cut in half. The other great masters on the battlefield were afraid to avoid it.

…

Knock on the door. The old man knocked on the door from afar.

Amidst thousands of knocks on the door, strange invisible doors appeared one after another, standing in the void and imprisoning Sun Zhengwen.

He frowned and took a step, but found that he couldn't do it.

The old man who knocked on the door smiled silently on his face covered with death spots.

But at this moment, Sun Zhengwen suddenly gasped for air and made a weird "cough" sound in his throat, as if something was about to come out.

On this side, Jiang Yi and others showed some fearful expressions when they saw this.

next moment.

"Hahaha!"

The usually dignified director of the Jiangbei Branch suddenly lowered his head and laughed crazily. Evil blood lines continued to spread on his body, and his body bulged and bulged inch by inch.

Until the end.

Turned into a small giant!

He is six to seven meters tall, and every muscle in his body exudes extremely terrifying power, and his brand new skin is dripping with blood.

The cold and bloodthirsty eyes on the slowly raised face made the devil's heart tremble!

"Kakaka..."

The invisible door in the air was smashed into pieces. Sun Zhengwen threw down the old man who knocked on the door. With one punch, the ground instantly collapsed by more than ten meters.

…

Chu Hanyue fought against the seriously injured Grand Master.

A terrifying chill erupted from her whole body, condensing the air. The opponent manipulated the blood-colored plant, cutting down a vine like a sharp sword, and a narrow ravine instantly appeared on the ground.

Chu Hanyue was obviously at a disadvantage and seemed to be unfamiliar with the Grand Master level battle.

However, her talent is very strong. Every time she takes a shot, she is optimizing, becoming stronger, and gradually stabilizes her position.

…

Two more terrifying auras came from the horizon.

A clay statue of Bodhisattva and a cold-faced young man, one on the left and one on the right, formed a vague double-team on King Ping Ping.

"how."

"Want to stay here together?"

King Pingping spoke in a cold voice, facing the two kings without any fear.

"Haha, King Pingping is joking. We are just watching the excitement. The Clay Bodhisattva is crossing the river and is in danger of himself. I don't dare to cause trouble."

The Bodhisattva, King of Ghosts, smiled and spoke.

The young man's eyes were full of fighting spirit and eager to try.

"It's you..." King Pingping stared at the young man, stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly burst into unprecedented murderous intent.

"You betrayed the Taoist Alliance hundreds of years ago, survived by taking bodies, and used the lives of your children to live out your next life!"

"Zuo Yi, are you not dead yet?"

The young man smiled, as if he was disdainful, and did not reply or make any move. He just stared calmly at the soul coffin in the distance.

The surging murderous intent in King Pingping is constantly turbulent.

If it weren't for the fact that Yin Cao was in big trouble recently and the other kings couldn't take action, he would have killed this young man at any cost.

…

Every battle situation is terrifying.

But the center of everyone's attention is still the soul-suppressing coffin. Whether Wei Wudi's breakthrough is successful or not will affect the outcome of today's chaos.

Obviously, the Dark Alliance will not let it escape the tribulation so easily.

Soon, two more terrifying figures walked out of the fog and headed directly towards the soul-suppressing coffin.

Fortunately, two deep shouts sounded.

"Yincao, Xunhe City Branch, Chen Xing'an, is here to teach."

"Yin Cao, Wangjiang City Branch, Zhang Mu, hehe, I will kill you!"

Four great masters fought together again.

But this time, the people who came here seemed to be completely exhausted. When a beautiful girl wearing Miao costumes and playing a bone piccolo walked out of the mist, no one could stop her.

In the melodious sound of the flute.

Countless poisonous creatures crawled out and followed the girl in dense numbers, making one's scalp numb just by looking at it.

"is her!?"

"Black Miao saint Wu Duo?"

"Hiss... stay away, don't be affected."

"Her poison can kill even the Grand Master!"

Not only that, there were a large number of dense figures appearing in the mist on the other side. The leader was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, who looked like an elite white-collar worker from his superior company.

He was beating a drum in his hand.

The drum beats are intensive and the weird rhythm is very uncomfortable.

One after another, ferocious ghosts followed behind him, and some of them even had bright red blood-stained clothes!

What's even more terrifying is that to his left is an old ghost wearing coarse linen clothes. His aura is unfathomable and he is actually a vicious spirit!

"Is he from the Ghost Refining Sect?"

“It’s so terrifying that a vicious spirit was created!”

"Is this the elder of this sect, or is the deputy sect master here in person?"

"The Great Elder of the Ghost Refining Sect, I have met him before. His methods are unimaginable. He once brought a remote town in a small country alive, and nearly ten thousand people became food for the ghosts behind him!"

That's not all.

There was a strange beating sound from another direction and the sound of wooden fish tapping.

Then a strange man came out, with a head as big as a bucket, wide and long earlobes that even hung on his shoulders, a hump nose, and a long and wide mouth.

He has a kind face and always smiles.

This is what is often called the Maitreya sign, the blessing sign, but the appearance of this person is a bit exaggerated. He does not look like a normal person at all, but looks like a made-up clay doll to be so upright.

This "Maitreya Monk" was knocking on the wooden fish in his hand, followed by several weird shrines, jumping on the ground.

Each shrine contains a baby's head, which also shows the same compassionate smile as him at this moment.

"Haha, Amitabha, it is the Clay Bodhisattva's responsibility when people cross the sea. Brother Invincible is crossing the river of life and death. I will help you!"

He opened his mouth with a smile, but the murderous intent in his eyes was as cold as frost.

The three great masters surrounded him step by step.

In front of the soul-suppressing coffin, there was only a young man holding a hammer, who had difficulty even standing under their pressure.

At this moment, the onlookers all around showed smiling expressions.
Chapter completed!