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The murderers and the powerful soul-eaters fought fiercely, and the battle site was constantly moving, affecting an increasingly wider area.
When it rushes upward, it enters the sky, as if it is about to shatter the sky. When it reaches the ground, ravines immediately appear everywhere, and the earth is torn apart. When it moves sideways, it overturns the mountains. Everything that is touched is shattered, nothing remains, and everything withers. .
Zhu Jiu always moves with the battlefield, constantly instigating the divine inscriptions with the word "forbidden" in his handwriting, spreading golden light, blooming mystical energy, constantly banning and weakening the spells issued by the Soul Eaters, and providing powerful assistance to several powerful beasts under his command.
I wish the Nine Dao Techniques success. After breaking through the fifth level, for the rare occasion, all the villains came out to join forces to fight against an opponent, showing their unparalleled power and having a strong tendency to defeat a sixth-level mid-level master.
Even though this middle-aged soul-eating clan is extremely powerful, faced with the attacks of many formidable creatures that are hard to find in the world, they still care about one thing and not the other, and are gradually declining.
Suddenly, a river of blood rolled into the sky at sunset. The middle-aged soul-eater treated it cautiously and did not dare to relax. He felt that the blood river contained some kind of mysterious power that could not be seen through. It was extremely powerful, but he was on guard against the blood river. At this moment, Jiu Ying's eight eyes shined brightly again, and his four heads fired water and fire. They were all extremely powerful techniques that bathed in true energy, and their destructive power was endless.
The giant and Qingpeng also showed their power at the same time, launching many attacks together, and their fighting power was overwhelming.
Wow! The middle-aged soul-eater could no longer resist. He was hit in the back by Jiuying's attack and vomited blood, officially showing his defeat.
"Oh my god, the battle between the sixth-level masters, no wonder it was like a scene of annihilation. The whole world was shattered. The sound spread hundreds of miles away."
"A sixth-level master was beaten until he vomited blood. What an astonishing thing! What kind of guys are besieging him? They are so strong that they are unmatched!"
"How can there be a sixth-level alien race in this demon corpse world? Who is that young man with the golden divine light all over his body? It seems that all the extremely powerful beasts on the battlefield are driven by him. It's too shocking?"
There were people hundreds or thousands of miles away who sensed this sky-shattering battle, and people came one after another. More and more cultivators gathered in the distance, and some people could no longer help being surprised when they saw such a rare battle in their lives. Make a sound of inquiry.
Most of the onlookers were cultivators of the Corpse God Way or the other three branches of the Abyss, and they also had inextricable connections with the Abyss. A small number of people under the jurisdiction of other forces were able to enter the Demonic Corpse Realm for experience. At this time, everyone gathered. From a distance, watching and talking.
Among the cultivators of the Corpse God Dao, a young man's eyes suddenly shone, and he stared at the battlefield without blinking. He said in an excited tone:
"I recognize it, it's Zhu Shengzi! The one who mobilized all the demon corpses to suppress the sixth-level master is our sect's Holy Son."
"That Zhu Jiu, who is rumored to have excellent combat power?" There was another woman with a beautiful face and unknown origin. Her eyes were shining, she was looking at the battlefield from a distance, and she said:
"The appearance and characteristics of that foreign race should be that of the famous soul-eating clan strongman in ancient times. The sixth-level middle-grade man was actually suppressed. Are the beasts that besieged him Zhu Jiu's demon corpse? How powerful is this?"
The rest of the people also had shocked expressions on their faces, and their eyes were full of bewilderment. At the core of the battlefield, was he the Holy Son of the Corpse God who was famous throughout the world?
These days, people all over the world are spreading rumors that he has extraordinary fighting prowess and is praised as an amazing talent. Now that he has released the monster corpses under him, it is even more irresistible. This is going against the will of heaven! After this battle, it will not last long.
His name will surely reach new heights, shine in all directions, and become the genius of the contemporary era.
On the battlefield at this time, after the soul-eaters were beaten until they vomited blood, their invincibility became more and more obvious. Like a long river bursting its banks, once a gap is exposed, it will immediately collapse into a disaster and cannot be suppressed.
With the combined force of all the evil forces, the attacks launched were like the pressure of ocean waves. The attacks were everywhere, and every spell was filled with light and flames, possessing the power to shatter the sky and crack the earth.
The middle-aged soul-eating tribe was already frightened, and showed the tendency to escape. He took a punch from the golden giant, and his injuries worsened, so he tried to find a way to escape.
There was a roar, and the waves rolled up. In the end, he failed to achieve his wish, and was completely trapped by the sunset blood river, unable to escape.
The runes all over the body of the Qinghui Dapeng rippled and shone, and a rotating flywheel emerged from the bright rune light. The speed was so fast that it was invisible. With a click, the heart of the soul-eating tribe was almost crushed.
At this point, the middle-aged soul-eating tribe suffered heavy losses, and the power of their spells was greatly reduced. They tried their best to resist, but they were just hanging on for a while, and they were destined to be defeated.
In the end, the blood river rolled up and dragged his living body in. He screamed and was submerged. The river rolled and swirled, and then threw him out again, but his body was already frozen, his body was cold, and his life was gone.
Zhu Jiu laughed loudly and gave a soft drink. The royal court turned sharply, bathed in Yin Qi, and sent out white bone chains to absorb the light. He directly dragged this alien in. In just a moment, the flesh and blood were separated, and the flesh burned and became nutrients, and the bones
Then it will turn into a part of the ghost country.
This sixth-level mid-level soul-eating tribe is different. His soul is extremely powerful. After being detained as a ghost, he became so ferocious and violent that he actually evolved an ink-colored mist armor around his body, and even one of his original soul powers during his lifetime was preserved.
Although it is incomplete and its power has been weakened, it still forms a vortex of black energy, lingering around it.
This ghost newly enslaved by the royal court roared, and the black air swirled around. Some low-level ghosts on the bone land were immediately involved, and then they were minced and became his nourishment.
This soul-eating ghost finally found a satisfactory location on the spine ghost nest and lived in it.
Seeing the soul-eating tribe cultivator being beaten to death, the onlookers from a distance all screamed and exclaimed in disbelief. There were also Corpse Shinto cultivators who cheered endlessly!
But Zhu Jiu himself showed a hint of vigilance at this moment. More than ten feet in front of him, there were ripples in the void again. There were abnormal fluctuations, which contained shocking murderous intent.
Without analyzing this scene, we can know that the middle-aged soul-eating clan must have been killed. His clan members sensed that a more shocking and powerful person wanted to come. It should be the soul-eating clan who entered the demon corpse world.
The most powerful one, the leader at the top of the sixth level.
Zhu Jiu's face was solemn and solemn. Although he was extremely powerful at this time, he seemed to have easily killed a sixth-level mid-level cultivator.
In fact, in the previous battle, he had almost used all his strength. Not only did he have several of the most powerful evil creatures at this stage, but he also had Zhu Jiu's handwritten divine inscriptions to help him, and he was on the side to coordinate, ban, and weaken the middle-aged eclipse.
The power of soul clan magic.
The final victory is equivalent to gathering the power of Zhu Jiu and the four powerful objects, and then he can kill his opponent.
Although the handwritten divine inscriptions are extremely powerful and the forbidden divine power is unlimited, it consumes a lot of mana. After this battle, even if Zhu Jiu has two talismans and a starry aperture, and the three sources of mana are supplied at the same time, he still feels that it is too much.
It is almost dry. If there are masters from the soul-eating clan coming to attack at this time, it will be really difficult and extremely dangerous.
Fortunately, the waves in the void not far away calmed down again, and no soul-eating clan actually appeared. In the demon corpse world, they were full of scruples after all.
Just when the waves in the void were about to subside, there was a cold and biting voice, faintly heard, carrying endless hatred, saying word by word: "You are the Holy Son of the Corpse God, I remember it! I will kill you one day."
The voice was filled with deep-seated resentment, like a curse, and its sound formed a mysterious force, like an undercurrent, pressing towards Zhu Jiufu.
Zhu Jiu chuckled lightly, the divine words above his head swirled, blooming with golden color, and with a buzzing sound, the mysterious undercurrent of evil aura immediately disappeared into ashes. At the same time, he opened his mouth, and his voice also penetrated the void, and replied mockingly:
"You have trespassed into the Demonic Corpse Realm, and you are destined to die. Why are you still bragging about it here? It's more important to save your own life first!"
There seemed to be an angry roar at the other end of the space, but it was obscured by the void that had completely returned to normal.
In the distance, cheers surged, and a corpse cultivator was approaching quickly with a smile on his face!