National Fortune: I, Tomb Raider, Jedi Tiantong!

"The Great Wilderness Prisoner Sky Finger!!!"

With the sound of two explosions.

The people standing outside watching the battle squeezed their hands nervously. They knew that the winner would be decided soon.

I saw that it was originally pitch black, and I could only see the golden light radiating from the Underworld, at this moment all the black energy gathered towards the corner where the Great Desolate Prisoner Skyfinger attacked.

Then, those black air turned into a huge black palm with a width of seven or eight meters and charged towards Yan Jiu!

Seeing this scene, Tang Zichen, Bai Yuekui and Maxim all widened their eyes in shock.

They never thought that such a fantasy picture would appear in real life!

Tang Zichen and the others on the other side had such a big impact on this visually impactful picture, not to mention the Partridge Whistle, Old Foreigner, Flower Spirit and Thomas.

For those of them who have never seen the special effects of videos, TV dramas and movies of later generations, it is simply shocking!

boom! ! !

In the next second, the two attacks, one gold and one black, collided in mid-air, and the entire Netherworld Hall couldn't help shaking.

The dust on the ceiling fell down in a rustle.

If it was just a spiritual attack, maybe Yan Jiu's attack would be defeated after a moment of stalemate!

But this attack is not only the spirit qi proposed in the "Dragon Summoning Sutra" that has the ability to absorb the opponent, but also the "Great Wilderness Prisoner's Sky Finger" that already has the ability to [restrain] ghosts!

When the two are added together, the effect of one plus one greater than two is directly erupted.

It directly made Yan Jiu's attack exceed the upper limit of the ghost king's attack!

bang————

In the next instant, the huge black palm completely shattered and scattered like the black mist that was blasted by the flying finger gun before!

call out----

"No!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!!!"

"Ahhh-"

Immediately, the Dahuang Prisoner's Finger volleyed and landed on the ghost king's body, causing it to let out a series of shrill ghost cries!

For a moment, the pitch-black yin energy seemed to have suddenly found an outlet, venting towards the top of the Hades!

At this time, a scene that Yan Jiu and the others couldn't see was taking place on the surface...

In the ruins of Heishui City on the ground, there is a group of well-equipped people wearing exactly the same clothes as the previous Guangming Cult. People saw this scene of changing the sky.

rumbling————

I saw that the hill at the eye of the "Eight Doors Locking Soul Formation" began to vibrate suddenly, and countless clods of soil slipped down!

wow——

Then, a thick black mist soared into the sky!

Under the blue and white Gobi sky, in the blink of an eye, there were dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and for a while, the ruins of Heishui City were like night.

A group of Chinese people and a group of foreign mercenaries who had not fully entered the ruins of Heishui City started talking and shouting in horror.

"run!!!"

"Run!!!"

Finally converged into a simple Chinese and English!

These people looked like elite soldiers, and their running speed was not slow. In just a few seconds, they rushed out of the range of the "Eight Doors Locking Soul Formation".

But even so, there were still a few people who didn't keep up.

hum ——

The next moment, these people saw that 5.0's companions who hadn't run out of the ruins of Heishui City started to circle around tens of meters away from them.

Even turned around and walked towards the depths of the ruins of Heishui City!

No matter how the teammates in the rear shout, it will not help!

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help being stunned and puzzled.

And when they saw the ruins of Heishui City, it turned into a huge city in the blink of an eye!

All of a sudden, they felt a chill rushing from the soles of their feet to the top of the sky, and the feeling of fear, puzzlement, unknown and horror surged into their hearts instantly, making them feel suffocated and creepy!

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Ps: There is at least 1 chapter left. I just finished checking this manuscript. I went to the restroom and came back to continue writing. After finishing writing, take a shower to see how the status is. If it is not bad, I will continue to make updates.

【222】：翻盘？挣扎！【7/6】补更（1/6）

Xixia Heishuicheng ruins, [-] meters underground.

The underground palace of the Great Sleeping Buddha Temple.

Originally, the ghost king's black mist enveloped the Netherworld, but after it was shattered by Yan Jiu's "Great Wilderness Prisoner's Finger", the black mist poured out like a water basin leaking upwards!

This made it too late for Yan Jiu to absorb the Yin Qi.

Looking at the almost transparent ghost king, Yan Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't intend to approach.

Faced with a ghost of this level, even if the opponent was extremely weak, Yan Jiu did not dare to be careless, but raised his hand and shot three flying finger guns at it again without hesitation!

Swish swish———》—》—》—

The three flying finger guns bombarded the slightly transparent ghost king's body in the blink of an eye.

boom! boom! boom!

"Ugh!!!"

As three transparent holes burst out of the ghost king's body, it let out a miserable scream again.

Just when Yan Jiu was about to call Tang Zichen and Bai Yuekui in and start to suppress the ghost king, it suddenly let out a piercing laugh:

"Jie Jie Jie Jie——

I admit that you are very powerful as a human being in category 25!

Can hurt this king to this point!

good very good!

But if you want to kill me, then don't blame me for dragging you to be buried with me!

Jie Jie Jie Jie———

Fog distracts the soul! ! ! "

hum ——

As the ghost king roared, a handful of thick black mist gushed out from its translucent body instantly.

It feels like the sight of a squid squirting ink!

Huhuhu————

A mass of pitch-black ink instantly enveloped the ghost king, and immediately, when Yan Jiu was in doubt, two figures suddenly jumped out of the pitch-black fog.

call out!call out!

Immediately, the next moment, the two figures rushed towards the two stone gates, one left and one right of the black gold giant Buddha, and at the same time, the wild laughter of the ghost king sounded again:

"I see how you stop me!

I want you to be buried with this king! ! !

Jie Jie Jie Jie——"

Seeing this scene, Yan Jiu thought it was going to attack Tang Zichen and the others outside, which made his pupils shrink suddenly:

"Sister Chen, Sister Bai, be careful, that guy rushed out! You resist with all your strength!"

Yan Jiu came up with a plan of action in the Telephone Transfer Room, and now he can't manage so much.

His eyes are just the [Eye Spirit Eyes] shared with the six-winged centipede. He can see at night and see ghosts, but it can't be the supernatural power of [Fiery Eyes]!

Naturally, it is impossible to tell whether the ghost king's avatar is real or not.

But no matter what the truth is, he will stop one and try to minimize the damage of this ghost king!

"Flying finger gun, flash!"

Swish swish—》—》——————

As Yan Jiu roared out, a series of golden finger guns hit a clone of the ghost king.

The previous [Mist Soul Splitter] had consumed most of the ghost king's last strength, and now it has no strength to resist!

Shhhhhhh———

"No!!! This king is not reconciled!!!"

Therefore, the ghost king's split soul could only let out a roar unwillingly, watching the densely packed flying finger gun air blades bombarding its body!

Boom boom boom! ! !

A series of explosions sounded, and the ghost king's soul, which was already transparent and dim, completely turned into countless light blue strong Yin Qi with Yan Jiu's attack and dissipated in the Hades.

This time, the already gloomy and cold ground of Hades was covered with a layer of frost, which looked very mysterious!

swoosh————

At the same time, another ghost king's soul had also rushed out of the Nether Palace and entered the Treasure Hall. ,

"Sister Chen, Sister Bai, be careful, that guy is out! Sister Qiushui, send Tianqiu seal!"

Seeing this scene, Yan Jiu yelled out worriedly.

Hearing Yan Jiu's roar, Lin Qiushui couldn't stay in the blood jade bracelet anymore.

She knew that even though the young man called her sister Qiushui one by one, if she really allowed Tang Zichen to be possessed by then, she would definitely die a miserable death!