"Damn it!"
Don''t leave the old ghost to look inside. He soon noticed something. First, his face changed, and then his face became very ferocious.
He thought Yang Xuan would die. Who thought the latter not only didn''t die, but also jumped so badly in the ten thousand ghost Purgatory and kept hunting and killing fierce ghosts.
If he really wants to kill like this, all the remaining fierce ghosts will be killed except the nine most powerful ones.
"Ha ha, happy, but it''s not enough to kill. Don''t you claim to have killed millions of friars and detained millions of fierce ghosts, old ghost? Can you make the ghosts more violent? I really haven''t killed enough!"
Hearing Yang Xuan''s arrogant and provocative words, Mo Li revealed his green veins on the old ghost''s forehead. He just felt that his lungs were about to explode.
He took a deep breath, but it was still difficult to calm his anger. He couldn''t help yelling fiercely: "son, you''re really beyond my expectation, but no matter how many means you have and how strong your body is, you''re doomed to die."
"Yes, but I''m still alive."
Yang Xuan smiled and blew out a few fists, killing hundreds of fierce ghosts. These fierce ghosts are good at spiritual attack and can shatter the monk''s soul with sound waves, but they can''t threaten him at all.
There is a refining array to guard the yuan God firmly. No matter how powerful the fierce ghost is, it can''t hurt him.
However, he Yiming around him gradually couldn''t bear it. He had to constantly wave the Qingyang sword and rely on the pure Yang immortal fire on the sword to resist the attack of the ghost group. The mana consumption was huge.
"Hum, if I want you to die, I will never let you breathe more. Now I''ll let you taste the taste of ten thousand ghosts devouring the soul with someone surnamed he. Ten thousand ghosts will never kill!"
Don''t leave the old ghost''s hands to pinch the formula. The lightning offered the purgatory map of ten thousand ghosts, which was quickly enlarged in the air and turned into a hill. From it, there were all kinds of ghosts crying and howling, like ten thousand ghosts screaming and roaring inside, which was soul-stirring.
This is the real power of the ten thousand ghosts purgatory map. Once the ten thousand ghosts kill array is opened, the monks under the Empire will be torn to pieces by countless fierce ghosts, and there is no possibility of life.
"It''s no use. There are only some fierce ghosts. No matter how many they are, you can''t get me."
In a dark space, facing the attack of thousands of fierce ghosts, Yang Xuan looked calm and did not see the slightest panic. He just summoned an ancient tripod and lifted the whole ancient tripod over his head with both hands.
At this moment, all the fierce ghosts trembled and stopped, as if they felt a strong danger and abnormal restlessness.
"This is a tripod of the road!"
Looking at this ancient tripod, he Yiming''s pale face suddenly showed an incredible shock color.
Da Dao casts a tripod to fix the world and suppress the world spirit. This is a rare thing in ancient times. What''s more incredible is that Yang Xuan''s Da Dao tripod seems to contain an extremely terrible power, which makes he Yiming feel a great crisis.
"Swallow it all."
Yang Xuan shouted. No matter how surprised he Yiming was, he slapped the bottom of the tripod with one palm, and the whole ancient tripod suddenly turned up with the tripod mouth facing down. A terrible suction came out from it, draining all the ghost gas around.
But this was not over. While the ghost gas disappeared, the ancient tripod began to devour the tangible things, swallowed the terrible ghosts in all directions, and instantly refined into pieces of fly ash.
"If you die and become a fierce ghost, you can''t surpass life. Now you are free. Rest in peace."
Yang Xuan whispered that these fierce ghosts were wiped out by Mo Li''s old ghost, leaving only the instinct of killing and swallowing. They can''t even reincarnate. Instead of allowing them to eat each other and grow stronger and become Mo Li''s killing tools, it''s better to kill them at one fell swoop for the world.
"Beast, I want you to die!"
Outside, Mo Li''s eyes were red and roared. He spent tens of thousands of years and worked hard to raise millions of fierce ghosts. He was killed by Yang Xuan in the twinkling of an eye, and none of them remained for him.
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"Kill me? Then try it!"
Yang Xuan sneered and waved his fist while putting away the swallowing tripod. Under the blessing of the supreme war intention and swallowing the way of heaven, it is not too much to describe the power of his fist as invincible and destructive.
With a click, the whole ghost purgatory map was broken by him from the inside and broke on the spot.
"Poof!"
Mo Li was shocked all over and spewed blood. The magic weapon of double cultivation of life was destroyed. He also suffered a heavy attack, and the yuan God was extremely weak.
"Without the power of the talisman, even the life magic weapon has been damaged. What do you take to fight me, old man?"
Yang Xuan drank, jumped at Mo Li old ghost, raised his fist and hit him.
Boom!
With one punch, his whole body will burn. For example, he will be much stronger. With the fight with Mo Li old ghost and many fierce ghosts, his God of war formula is obviously improved, and his whole body has reached thousands of war patterns.
Although there is still a great distance from the million war patterns and the success of the God of war formula, it has also taken a small step forward and greatly increased its combat power.
Bang!
With a dull sound, Mo Li was forced by the punch. The Mana Shield on his body was smashed, and the man flew out upside down like a broken kite.
"You, cough..."
He opened his eyes, coughed up blood in his mouth and turned pale, which was a great shame for him. At the same time, he had incomparable fear in his heart. He really couldn''t imagine why a person''s physique was so strong.
"The old ghost has been badly hurt. When will he stay if he doesn''t start at this time?"
Yang Xuan said loudly.
"Oh, good!"
He Yiming came back from losing his mind and immediately killed the old ghost Mo Li with a sword. He took advantage of his illness to kill him. How could he Yiming miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? In his opinion, if he couldn''t take the opportunity to kill the old ghost Mo Li today, I''m afraid it would be impossible in the future.
"Ah! I''m not reconciled!"
Don''t leave the old ghost. He Yiming''s sword passed through his chest. His whole body was constantly burning with pure Yang immortal fire. He couldn''t help crying in despair.
But then, he seemed to think of something. Immediately, the yuan God went out of his body, fled to the distance, took out a lost charm, and shouted, "please also ask the God to save the villain''s life!"
"What a useless thing."
For a moment, a cold hum came out of the talisman in vain, and then an old face suddenly emerged from it.
"Holy mountain envoy!"
He Yiming''s pupil shrinks. The sacred mountain is not only the holy land of the divine family, but also a real giant in the immortal domain. Facing a divine envoy of the divine family, he Yiming didn''t dare to do it again even if it was just a wisp of divine thoughts.
"Since you dare to appear, stay here."
Yang Xuan said coldly that he was not he Yiming and had no fear of the Protoss. Almost just before he spoke, people started the great void art and chased the yuan God of the old ghost.
"Presumptuous!"
The old man''s face shouted angrily, and a mighty power came out, but Yang Xuan completely ignored it.
When he was killed by lightning, he cracked the face with one punch, leaving only a roar of anger.
"Young generation, I remember you. We will meet again soon."
"You''d better not expect to see me again, otherwise it will only make you completely dead. Well, it''s your turn. It''s just a crippled and weak yuan God. Do you really think you can escape from life?"
Yang Xuan looked cold and unmoved. When he pointed out across the air, he only heard a scream. Mo Li''s hasty escape from the old ghost disappeared.