Devouring Myriad Ghosts System

Sahara Kassapa has been watching the battle through Yama King's magic thoughts since the beginning of the battle.

Both Yan Mowang and Sakyamuni thought that this was a battle without any suspense.

Li Daochong will be easily taken down by Yan Mowang's avatar.

But the battle process was far beyond the expectations of the two Yinsi clan bosses.

Sakyamuni saw something strange, but how could Yan Mo Wang himself not see it.

The two demons were killed, and the information received by the two big brothers was that the law of aura on Black Jupiter had been revived.

The two demons triggered the bombardment of Jiutian Yuanlei, which was missed by Li Daochong.

But at this moment, the combat power displayed by Li Daochong seems to indicate that the two demons were killed, not to catch a leak.

"Your Highness, this son cannot be kept. His growth rate is too fast, unbelievable."

Yan Mowang's voice was extremely gloomy, and the deity's face kept twitching.

During the conversation between the two Yinsi clan bosses, hundreds of black vultures had been almost wiped out by Li Daochong.

The last black vulture's neck was crushed by Li Daochong with one hand, and then it exploded into a black rain of blood and dissipated in the void.

Li Daochong then turned to look at Yan Mowang's avatar, holding Cang Mo Qianyin Dun wide open in his hand, and rushed straight.

It seemed easy for Li Daochong to kill hundreds of black vultures, but it was actually based on a large amount of consumption regardless of cost.

As soon as he came up, Li Daochong didn't have the slightest reservation. He had a clear intention and made a quick decision.

The contempt in Yan Mowang's avatar disappeared, replaced by a deep fear.

A demon king of the underworld actually felt jealous of a monk in the early stage of refining the void, which greatly violated the usual laws.

Yan Mo Wang's avatar was hit by Li Daochong's spiritual attack just now, and was bombarded by the sun thunder, and his arrogance was much reduced than before.

Seeing Li Daochong rushing towards him, he didn't dare to underestimate him. He raised his hands and drew a strange pattern.

Then he gave a loud shout and clapped his palms on the pattern.

"Demon Flame Demon Dragon Wave."

"National teacher, no." Sakyamuni stopped him aloud, he didn't expect Yan Mowang to use such a killer move.

Mo Yan Mo Long Bo is Yan Mo Wang's must-kill skill, and only he can perform it in the Yinsi clan.

This move is a top-level skill in the great dark art, and it can summon ghost dragons in the original star field of the underworld.

Because Yan Mowang only used this move with his avatar, the power still has to be discounted a lot.

In addition, the avatar was hit hard by Li Daochong just now, and the magic thought was greatly impacted, which once again weakened the combat effectiveness of the avatar.

Therefore, only ghost dragons can be summoned.

The ultimate summoning of the Demon Flame Demon Dragon Wave can drive the Great Demon Dragon Emperor on the star of the Underworld Demon Realm.

That is the supreme monster that can threaten the monks who cross the catastrophe, and it is comparable to the beasts in the spirit world.

However, even if it is just a ghost dragon, it should not be underestimated. No matter where a dragon is, it is synonymous with strength.

A black flame formed a dragon-shaped phantom roaring and flying out.

Li Daochong's pupils jumped, without any fear, he was already prepared, and Cang Mo slashed away.

Taixu's first sword strike is a fine line between life and death.

bass!

The brilliance of Cang Mo shines, and the void seems to be split open, and the space is trembling and shaking.

The sword light spread thousands of feet like lightning, shooting out like a huge crescent moon.

The moon-shaped sword glow collided with the black flame ghost dragon.

In an instant, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, as if the sky and the earth were going to be blown up, everything was covered by the dazzling light, and there was nothing as far as the line of sight could see, only a vast expanse of whiteness was left at that moment.

Yan Mowang's avatar had a runny nose, and his best magic technique was broken by a monk in the early stage of refining the void.

The power of Li Daochong's slashed sword cannot be unleashed by a monk who refines the virtual world.

It's not necessarily possible for a frivolous early-stage monk to do this.

"National teacher, is it possible to capture this kid alive?" Shaluo Kassapa asked with a look of astonishment.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I will do my best." Yan Mowang's heart was obviously much weaker.

Li Daochong slashed out with a sword, without stopping, and then slashed out with another sword.

Taixu's second sword.

It took two swords to completely annihilate the black flame ghost Longbo.

Li Daochong consumed a lot, but he didn't dare to stop at all, and continued to charge forward, his spiritual thoughts enveloped the demon king's avatar like a tide.

Cang Mo left his hand, shooting out like lightning, the cold air overflowing.

Yan Mowang's avatar was naturally not idle either, and the demonic thoughts condensed two demonic energy blades that shot out of Cang Mo and collided together.

Cang Mo was naturally feinting, but Li Daochong didn't expect to kill a demon king clone with a knife.

boom!

Li Daochong suddenly dodged to the side of Yan Mowang's avatar, he waved his hand to shoot the gun, and blood-silver brilliance roared out.

Yan Mowang's avatar was horrified, "What, there are still."

Mingyu has always known that people's self-cultivation technology is powerful, but at the same time, they also know that the spiritual magnetic weapons and spiritual instruments produced under the high-end self-cultivation technology cannot be mass-produced.

The higher the level of magnetic bombs, the rarer they are. It may even take several years to produce one of the top-level magnetic bombs.

Li Dao rushed up and fired a shot, Yan Mowang thought that there was only one spiritual bullet with such terrifying power.

How could I have thought that there are still.

Yan Mowang's avatar, Mo Nian, shouted loudly, "His Royal Highness, save me."

Sara Kassapa had been prepared for a long time, and his whole body's devilish energy surged. With a loud shout, he used all his devilish energy to cast a king-level underworld technique.

Void Wheel.

Send a devil-level treasure to Yan Mowang's avatar.

Yan Mo Wang's avatar is formed by transmitting the magic thoughts separated by Yan Mo Wang to the Black Jupiter to condense all the remaining dead energy in the endless abyss.

Therefore, Yan Mowang's avatar does not have Mingbao on his body, and the Demon King's Shield released earlier is also highly condensed demon temperament.

A black Yin Wang banner appeared in the hands of Yan Mo Wang's avatar.

"Yin Demon Shield."

Yan Mowang's avatar gave a loud shout.

A round of black mask appeared in front of him.

With a bang, the blood soul bounced off the Yin Demon Shield, smashing the Yin Demon Shield directly.

The blood soul bomb also dissipated.

Li Daochong froze for a moment, looked at the lifeless flag that appeared out of thin air in Yan Mowang's avatar, and glanced at the direction of the sky.

Just now Li Daochong sensed a terrifying breath piercing the void, and then disappeared.

That aura Li Daochong belonged to Shaluo Kassapa.

Sakyamuni, who was far away on Yinsi Star, was weak at this moment, and even he couldn't bear the king-level underworld.

The void wheel consumes too much.

Li Daochong rolled his eyes, without the slightest hesitation, Nirvana accumulated a lot of spiritual energy in his hand, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

Another shot was fired.

Yan Mowang's avatar had no time to scold his mother, and waved the Yinwang flag in his hand again with a look of shock.

"Forbidden by the King of Ten Thousand Skull Ghosts."

The death aura on the Yin Wang banner was overwhelming, and there was a terrifying howl of ghosts and wolves, as if screaming from hell.

The entire void instantly darkened, without a trace of light, just like the abyss of the underworld.

Tens of thousands of ghostly skulls rushed out crazily, and the world seemed to be transferred to hell.

Li Daochong pulled the trigger continuously.

Bang was another shot, two blood souls shot out one after the other.

Tens of thousands of skulls lined up, and the blood-silver brilliance penetrated them one by one.

Yan Mo Wang's avatar never expected that Li Daochong would fire two shots in a row.

"How many of these bullets does he have?"

The first blood soul pierced most of the flying skulls, and the second followed the trajectory of the first one and shot at Yan Mowang's clone.

In a hurry, Yan Mowang's avatar raised the Yinwang banner to resist.

when!

With a crisp sound, the blood soul shot on the flagpole of the Yin Wang Banner.

Click!

The flagpole is broken.

"What."

Yan Mowang's avatar exclaimed, and the blood soul that broke the flagpole shot into the avatar's chest.

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