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Zhuo Yifan cursed secretly, but at this moment, he had no time to take care of the battle between the giant and the slaughtering sage, because he himself was already being targeted by the ghost army.

These warriors from the source clan who had been reborn from their homes had fully adapted to their new bodies at this moment, and had cultivated the "Golden Body Art of the Netherworld" to a terrifying level.

Not to mention 9999 runes, but at least hundreds of runes, covering the vital parts of the body.

This caused their strength to rise in a straight line. Although they were only cultivated in the transcending tribulation stage, their physical strength was in the Mahayana stage.

Behind this group of people, densely packed ghosts followed.

This is the most terrifying threat. If you are accidentally attacked by a ghost, you will be in big trouble.

Of course, Zhuo Yifan himself was not afraid of these ghosts. Whether it was the fire of nothingness or the power of the mind, they were the nemesis of ghosts. It was almost impossible for them to take Zhuo Yifan away.

But it is not difficult to cause some troubles to Zhuo Yifan.

Hundreds of Yuan clan masters took off their longbows one after another, and hundreds of cold iron long arrows whizzed through the air.

Zhuo Yifan's figure flashed repeatedly, avoiding these powerful arrows.

Originally, he wanted to fly to the sky above the temple, but at this moment, where there was a fierce battle with the Slaughter King, he naturally didn't want to get too close to these people.

But the ground is completely dominated by the ghost army of the Yuan race.

An Chen and Yin Dang also complained endlessly.

They have a deep understanding of how terrifying these ghosts are. Thousands of people were already stretched thin, let alone only a hundred or so left now.

Yindang is relatively calm, anyway, his people are dead, and he is the only one left, self-protection is definitely not a problem.

kill!

kill!

kill!

All of a sudden, the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky. Three thousand warriors of the Yuan clan with red eyes launched a charge, and more than 100 masters of the Mahayana stage also shot one after another, fully motivated, and the two sides quickly contacted to start a big battle.

Zhuo Yifan was also besieged by hundreds of masters, and their moves were very strong, more than twice as strong as the original monks.

This greatly increased Zhuo Yifan's pressure, so he had to choose to walk away.

Fortunately, he had absorbed a large amount of essence and blood energy before, so he didn't have to worry about consuming it.

Constantly using the power of the mind to lock the position, the source force directly launches the teleportation.

Zhuo Yifan's speed was so fast that even the ghosts couldn't figure it out, and couldn't catch up with his footsteps at all.

Occasionally, a ghost by chance pounced on him, but before it got close, it was burned into nothingness by Zhuo Yifan's flame of nothingness.

But An Chen and the others didn't have such good luck. A large number of ghosts rushed over. They lost more than ten masters very quickly.

"Quick, use the Dark Magic Cannon."

An Chen roared.

If everyone is dead, it's useless to keep this weapon.

Immediately, the gunner set up the dark magic cannon, and there was no need to aim it, since there were enemies all around anyway.

boom!

boom!

boom!

A series of five beams of light shot out, and obvious imprints appeared in the void in front of them, which lasted for a long time.

And all the existences in that imprint were wiped out and ceased to exist.

These fierce attacks frightened the masters of the Yuan clan. After they paused for a while, they continued to attack frantically.

But taking advantage of this opportunity, Anchen finally took out his small staff and began to mutter.

Afterwards, ten thousand golden lights suddenly burst out from his staff, as blazing as the sun.

He casually pointed forward, and the golden light shot out, immediately engulfing the front, and the Yuanzu warriors and ghosts in that area disappeared completely as if they had been vaporized. Its power was even more terrifying than the dark magic cannon .

This is Anchen's trump card.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes froze, he finally knew what the sacrifice returned, and that was powerful power.

This power contains the rules of time and space. With one blow, the time and space ahead will be annihilated, and any existence will be wiped out.

An Chen gritted her teeth, and pointed the small staff at the other sides.

After the brilliant light, the surrounding area was clean.

Everyone stared blankly at the small staff in An Chen's hand, full of shock.

But An Chen was not happy at all.

bump!

The next moment, the flame of the magic staff dimmed, and it actually broke into two halves.

The ancient power collected through the sacrifice has been released, but the staff has also reached its limit and is finally scrapped.

The rest of the source warriors were terrified and retreated one after another.

Ah!

Suddenly, the King of Slaughter uttered a terrifying roar, and above the temple, the soaring murderous aura rushed towards him like a torrent, and he swallowed it in one gulp.

He opened his mouth and sprayed out a murderous aura that enveloped everyone.

The next moment, his body soared to the size of five feet, and he slashed down with a sword, even splitting a giant into two pieces.

The giant's body was split open, and after that, countless runes rushed out of it, and he wanted to leave while flying, but the Sacred King opened his mouth and sucked all the runes into his mouth. It was like chewing candy and swallowing it.

Zhuo Yifan's heart skipped a beat.

The killing sage's momentum soared, and he shot again, and two rivers of blood shot out of his eyes, covering a giant directly.

Under the horrific killing intent, the giant's expression froze, as if he had been hit by Zhuo Yifan's spiritual impact, and he froze for a moment.

This less than a second of sluggishness immediately brought him fatal death.

The King of Slaughter sneered, and the long sword flew out of his hand, pouring straight in from the top of the giant's head.

His long sword was almost three feet long, and he stabbed them all in one fell swoop, which was not comparable to Zhuo Yifan's Soul Eater Demon Sword.

The giant uttered a scream and staggered.

The King of Slaughter made a dodge with incomparable ruthlessness, directly grabbed the hilt of the sword, and spun it vigorously. After strangling, the giant's body seemed to be hollowed out by a super drill, blood and flesh flew, and he fell to the ground.

All this happened in an instant, which is dizzying.

In the blink of an eye, the Yuanzu's advantage was completely destroyed.

The King of Slaughter absorbed blood energy, became even more violent, leaped high, and stepped down suddenly.

A giant below with a horizontal sword blocked his head, but was crushed by the huge force and fell to his knees.

puff!

Suddenly, a pitch-black scythe shot out from the void and swept across.

The giant's head looked like it was made of tofu, it was cut off directly, and blood spurted wildly.

Slaughtering Sage was stunned for a moment, two blood-colored beams of light shot out from his blood-red eyes, impacting the void in front of him, there was a ripple somewhere, but a withered hand suddenly retracted.

It's just that most of the air that filled the sky with blood essence was absorbed by the death scythe.

The Slaughtering Sage snorted coldly, instead of continuing to entangle with Dongfang Liang, he turned around and chased after the remaining giants.

Seeing that the remaining four giants were about to be unable to hold on and were defeated by him one by one, suddenly, a shocking fighting intent came from a distance, and a sword beam suddenly tore through the void, intending to split the entire world in half. , spreading and tearing apart all the way, the goal is to kill the Holy Monarch.

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