Devouring Myriad Ghosts System

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The falling cherry yarn was wrapped in violent thunder, and the Yang Lei madly penetrated into the body, burning every inch of the body of the witch.

The pain is spread all over the body, such as being smashed by the ants.

Even if it is the abyss of the Abyss, it is just like this.

The face of the falling cherry yarn became paler, and the dark red light in a pair of glamorous scorpions became dim.

The falling cherry yarn slowly closed the beauty, and the body died a little bit.

After a few seconds, the horrible witchishness of the falling cherry yarn disappeared.

Everyone can't perceive the signs of falling cherry yarn and still alive, and the thunder and lightning are still roaming on the beautiful and delicate body.

Constantly humming.

died?

All the monks in the building were holding their breath, and they couldn't believe that the witch was killed by Li Daochong.

"Have you won?" he asked, whispering.

"Yes, it should be, yes." Li Hu, who stood next to him, said that at this moment, the young officer who had a great opinion on Li Daochong was completely shocked.

The **** group has always been an unshakable sacred existence in Li Hu's heart, but at this moment the man who is suspended in the void has become extremely tall in his eyes. It seems that a radiance blooms on him, dazzling.

A few days ago, Li Hu’s nickname for Li Daochong, Leidao really did not care, and felt that it was just an exaggeration of those who had not seen the world’s monks.

It was not until he saw it with his own eyes that he realized that the Thunder knife did not exaggerate the words, but weakened Li Daochong.

Zhenjun is a suffix that can be worthy of a monk.

Chu Tianqi and Kong Lanxin are somewhat embarrassed. They are members of the Federation of Gods, but in this crucial battle, there is no use at all.

Was robbed of the limelight by a young man who did not see the revolution, and after the deliberation of the Federal Central, he was also suspected of being a witch.

As a representative to investigate the matter, Chu Tianqi and Kong Lanxin felt that their faces were slammed.

If it wasn’t for Li Daochong, everyone here would probably have died.

Qin Zhan could not restrain the joy in his heart, his face smiled, and looked at Li Daochong in the far-end emptiness, his own vision was still very sinister.

Li Daochong not only disappointed him, but also far exceeded expectations, even reaching the level that Qin Zhan did not dare to think about.

There seems to be no limit to this guy. People have cultivated such talents. Don’t say that the state of Luosha, the whole field must tremble.

Give Li Daohong a few more years, what will he grow into? Qin Zhan could not imagine, he could not imagine.

Because Li Daochong's growth has no way to consider with conventional thinking, his appearance has surpassed all restrictions.

The transformation of the gods in the Sanctuary is the limit, and for Li Daochong, it seems that the gods are nothing.

Qin Zhan’s eyes suddenly flashed brightly. Is this kid related to the three major empires?

In the last pure land of the spiritual world, the three masters of the empire are the last hopes of countering the meditation. There are not only human races, but also many other races that have been swallowed up by the meditation. They are now attached to the embrace of the human race.

I don’t want to take revenge and hate one day, and I will return the dead domain to my home and revitalize my race.

Is this kid a descendant of a super-comprehensive group of the three major comprehension empire, or a descendant of an imperial marshal?

"Li Daochong, how can you be so strong?" He looked at Li Daochong. Every time when she thought she had enough understanding of Li Daochong, this guy would immediately show more unknowns and let you again. Fall into confusion.

"Li Daochong, the blessing of the people." Chang Shengjun rang, the heart filled with the heart, can know such a enchanting, is a great thing in life.

The mentality of the ghost army in the black cloud is the opposite of the human repair.

The atmosphere of the witch has disappeared. How is this possible? The Queen of the Raksha Kingdom is so ruined by a kid who hasn’t heard of it.

For a time, the great witches who commanded the ghost army could not accept it.

The reaction of the tour is better, the night charm cloak is ready, as long as the situation is wrong, immediately escaped.

When the witches die, they rely on the amazing strength that Li Daochong showed just now. One person can recreate hundreds of thousands of ghosts, and the great witch can't bear the power of his blow.

Not to mention the following tens of thousands of monks, the war between the monks and the ghosts has never been able to win by number.

Ghost army, to a certain extent, is nothing but the cannon fodder of the superior witch, only one role, consuming the spiritual power of the human race.

The Terran Resisting Ghosts relies on a large number of magic weapons made by the technique of comprehension.

Once the ghost army lost its commanding command, it was turned into a headless fly.

In the void.

Li Daochong stared at the witch, he could not sense the smell of falling cherry yarn, even if the gods swept the side of the cherry blossoms, they did not feel a little bit of death.

died?

Li Daochong’s eyes are uncertain.

This is too simple. Is there only such a point in the witch?

Li Daochong did not dare to have the slightest meaning in his doubts. He always felt that something was wrong, even though he did not feel the smell of falling cherry yarn.

Li Daochong is not at ease, his hands are slightly raised, and the razor body is flowing with resilience. The grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows again.

Even if the falling cherry yarn is really dead, Li Daochong looked at the body and was not practical. When she first met the falling cherry yarn, she was not lying in the stone.

Li Daochong’s eyes were cold, and the figure disappeared. It appeared in front of the falling cherry yarn, and the scented ink swung out, and the knife fell to the neck of the cherry blossom yarn.

In the face of this beautiful woman who can be fascinated by all sentient beings, Li Daochong has no pity. He knows exactly what kind of existence this woman is.

She is not dead, and the death is the millions of people.

Just as Li Daochong lifted the knife, the pair of sakura yarns that were close to the serenity were suddenly opened. The previously dim pupils radiated red light at this moment.

The disappearing dead air, such as the volcanic eruption generally pours out, this breath is completely different from the general dead air.

It is the breath that Li Daochong never felt, and the illusory illusion is nothing but death, as if it were the dead space in the depths of the abyss.

The dead air contains all the desires for destruction, resentment, hate, greed, anger, distortion, and many other ruinous emotions.

At this moment, the smell of falling cherry yarn is not such an emotion, this is not dead.

At least not the deadness that Li Daochong knew.

This is a kind of emptiness and silence, deep and dark, concealed and quiet.

Simply speaking, it is nothing, drowning everything is empty.

Li Daochong suddenly thought of the vocabulary he had seen in an ancient book.

In the meditation domain, the dead air is actually a low-level atmosphere, and there are two different breaths above the dead air.

They are the source of death.

One is the magic of the color of the sentient beings.

The other is the mysterious sigh.

Li Daochong's body was full of hair, and he strongly urged him to directly display his thousands of sounds and retreat.

The sin of the squat will be received directly.

The suffocating rush comes out, and the blink of an eye fills up the entire space, squeezing out all the dead and aura of tens of kilometers, and the rest are annihilated.

Oh...

The thunder of the falling cherry yarn is still swimming, and the intense electric flower bursts at this time, which is more and more dazzling.

In the end, with a bang, the electric flower disappeared.

Falling cherry yarn on the black part of the piece of the peel off, dissipated in the wind, the skin is more crystal clear than before, as if carved white jade, smooth and round, without leaving a trace of embarrassment.

At this time, the cherry blossom yarn only looks at the appearance. It is impossible to imagine that she is a sorcerer in the meditation area. It is simply an extraordinary person who cultivates a fairy. It is so beautiful that people can't breathe.

How can you give birth to such a sin in the land of death?

This is totally illogical.

The ghost army in the black cloud is one of the vibrations, and the people in the building of the base show the expression of horror and fear.

The sighs make every ghost in the ghost army feel very happy and happy. Under the baptism of suffocation, they also seem to become more powerful~www.readwn.com~ and the perception of human repair is exactly the opposite, the kind of empty silence The feeling of loneliness and emptiness is more terrible than those who desire.

If emotions are negative, at least it is alive and alive.

There is nothing in nothingness, nothing more than death.

In fact, the opposite of life is not death, but nothing.

Death refers to the death of the flesh, the soul is still there, and no, not only the flesh is dead, but the soul is also destroyed.

This is truly terrifying.

The state of the fall sakura yarn at this time, so that all human body will come to the only two witch-level ghosts in the country.

Li Daochong only felt the scorpion dry, and his heart was a little worried. When he met any ghost, Li Daochong never smashed it. This is the first time since I was awakened.

"Li Daochong, I just hurt you." Falling cherry yarn looked at his arms and said in a very peaceful tone.

However, this seems to be just a tone of conversation with people, listening to people's hair.

Li Daochong smashed his throat, and each nerve was instantly tightened.

call!

The falling cherry yarn appeared in front of Li Daochong, and the jade hand raised it and gently photographed it. Li Daochong did not see how the cherry blossom yarn moved at this time.

Li Daochong instinctively raised his hand, and most of the luck components blocked the shot of the falling cherry yarn.

Snapped!

It was just a crisp sound, as if it was bitten by a mosquito, the sound of a shot was almost the same.

Feel no power.

However, Li Daochong was photographed in an instant, and his arm was severely hurt, and an irresistible terrorist force came.

Li Daochong falls to the ground like a meteor.

boom!

If a missile hits the ground, the explosion will open and a huge pit will appear on the ground.

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