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Chapter seven hundred and sixty third rolling

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"Boom boom boom!"

The ghost's body surrounded, one punch, shaking the sky and the earth. No one could catch the power of the ghost's punch, and his body flew backwards, and was even directly shot into the stone wall, and gravel splashed. Everyone looked at the ghost in horror. They could imagine the fierceness of this ghost just now, but they did not expect it to be so strong.

Especially Cai Luo, he is also a one-star king, but even if his cultivation is not suppressed, he may be suppressed and beaten when encountering this ghost in the outside world, and even beaten without any temper. The poisonous gas that Cai Luo is proud of is like a useless person for a ghost, with too much limitation, and in other aspects, he is at a disadvantage. If he is less lucky, he may not even be able to escape.

Now that the cultivation here is suppressed and the retreat path has been cut off, Cai Luo seems to be able to see his death coming. If he doesn't think of any other way, according to the power of this ghost, killing everyone is just a matter of time.

"roar!"

The ghost roared and rushed towards Juefeng and Jueli. Among all, the ghost hated the most for the breath of the two people, not because he was restrained, but because he hated this power in his soul, as if there was a thousand-year-old grudge between the two sides.

"Dear donors, take action!"

Juefeng and the others shouted in fear. There was no image of a monk at this moment. There were very few people who could face it calmly in the face of life and death. Even though the practitioners were much more powerful than ordinary people, there was still no change in many aspects.

Everyone took a deep breath, their bodies swayed and rushed forward. When it comes to grudges, they were afraid that they would want to kill Juefeng and the others first. They still remember clearly the incident of being plotted against. But now that anyone here dies, their strength will decline, and they may not be able to support the attack of the ghosts. By then, it will become a vicious cycle, and the destruction will become an inevitable outcome.

"Bang bang bang!"

The bursting sound between the fists and palms, even if Tang Guan's axe hits the ghost, it will only cut a gap. In such a gap, the ghost can recover in a blink of an eye, and this ghost will never give you a second chance to attack.

Another sweep, everyone flew backwards.

Except for a few people who could keep up immediately after taking a few steps, others would have to adjust their breathing before continuing. Even so, some people's faces were already pale as snow, and this level of attack was beyond their tolerance. Level 8 was a very high level 7. If it weren't for the large number of people and the slightly rigid ghosts, if they were only staring at one person, then the person would definitely die, and it would be too late for others to save them.

"No, if this continues, everyone will die!" Tang Guan spit out a mouthful of blood and said loudly.

"Everyone, take out the tricks you can do in the bottom of the box!" Xiao Huang said in a deep voice. If you hide it, you will die.

"I have something that can limit this fang for a moment." Qian Fengxing hesitated, flipped his right hand, and a sphere appeared in his palm, emitting a hazy light. Around the light ball, the flow of space became extremely slow, as if it was about to pause.

"Lei Zhenzhu, I think it can hurt him in the slightest!" Tang Zhen also took out something and whispered.

Without hesitation, the others took out the treasures at the bottom of the box. Shen Cong also found an attacking object in the Qiankun bag, which was naturally left by the ancestor of Purgatory and others. However, these things are extremely limited, and it is really difficult to use them when they are against enemies on weekdays. When others see something wrong, they will naturally pay attention immediately.

"This formation can gather the strength of everyone, so I'll ask you all!"
Chapter completed!
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