God Level Demon

"Ok?!"

When the ghost died, a grayish air flow emanated, and Xia Ping felt that his ability to swallow the soul started, creating a whirlpool, and instantly swallowed these grayish air.

Then he felt that his soul was growing a little bit, the power of God was increasing, and even the infernal gold cells of the body were unblocked, and the strength of the body climbed.

There is no doubt that killing a ghost seems to be of great benefit to him, and he can swallow the power of the souls that are dissipated after the death of the ghosts, to strengthen their souls.

For Xia Ping, these ghosts are no less than big tonics.

Thinking of this, he looked at the eyes of this group of ghosts more hot, as if looking at delicious food.

"My God, actually killing a ghost by hand?!"

"Nothing to fight back."

Meng Nan and others were stunned. Before Xia Ping easily killed thousands of petrochemical devil snakes, it was already scary enough, but it represented the big horror of the ghost, but it was easily killed by the man in front of him, instantly burned and turned into gray. gray.

This means that they kill the ghosts, they are unheard of.

If humans have such a means to deal with ghosts, then why are you afraid of this group of monsters.

"Damn, what is this flame? Why can we hurt our ghosts?"

Many ghosts are horrified and jealous. They are used to the world and are rampant. There is not much power to hurt them.

But now there is actually a kind of flame that can burn them in a flash. These forces are simply stunned, and they can feel that this flame poses a great threat to them.

However, this is a matter of course. This kind of flame is the **** of the golden flame, the birth of the most inherited power of hell, contains the power to destroy the gods.

The ghosts in the district also want to resist this flame. It is really an idiotic dream.

"Want to know why? Come, I will tell you slowly."

Xia Ping’s eyes showed a trace of coldness. He grabbed his hand and produced the power of a horrible whirlpool. He immediately seized another ghost, and the ropes of the gods appeared one after another, like a seal, binding it to the whole body.

"No, no, save me, save me!"

The scream of the sorcerer was terrified.

With a bang, I didn’t wait for other ghosts to start, Xia Ping’s big hand was pinched, and immediately its body was pinched, and the whole body was covered with flames and burned out.

"Damn humans, dare to kill my people."

"Kill him, swarm up and devour his soul."

"The **** flame, I think these tricks also want to deal with my ghosts, you are crazy people say dreams."

A head of anger screamed, anger to the extreme, they mad, attacked, the power of horrible ghosts broke out, aiming at the soul, trying to destroy the soul of Xia Ping.

In the face of such powers, any human being will die.

Hell Furnace!

Xia Ping sneered, his hands were sealed, and the blood of the **** in the body shook, and one after another of the Hell Rune and Hellfire rushed out and quickly condensed into a huge furnace.

This furnace exudes the atmosphere of ancient, chaotic, noble, devastating, etc. Countless **** verses appear as if there were gods and chanting, ancient ancestors praying, angels singing and squeaking.

Over and over again, the sneaks were caught off guard, and they were swallowed up by the **** furnace in an instant, just as Sun Wukong entered the Eight Diagrams alchemy furnace, and the Hellfire burned.

"Not good, fast, fast retreat."

"Damn, fooled, can't touch this furnace."

"Oh, help, help!"

A head screaming screams, their proud powers of ghosts have no effect in front of this **** furnace, and the invisible body can not escape the **** of the melting pot of hell.

They tried to escape, but they were instantly blocked by the scriptures around the furnace, as if they were placed in an enchantment, enough to stop all creatures from appearing in the furnace.

"Refining!"

Xia Ping's hands were printed, and the majestic flames rushed out of the body. One after another, the **** fire broke out, letting the furnace melt into a sea of ​​fire and burning everything.

These ghosts screamed and tried to turn the mountains, but their bodies touched the flames, just as oil touched the flames, and they burned in an instant.

In an instant, these ghosts were burned to death, and they disappeared into a grayish-white atmosphere.

And Xia Ping's power to swallow, the brain creates a whirlpool, and these gray-white airflows are swallowed into their bodies, and his soul power is also increasing wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even with the increase of the power of the soul, the mana in his body has risen steadily and has improved a lot.

Meng Nan and others are watching, and the insane ghosts are full of hundreds of heads. Now it is actually killed by Xia Ping, and it is a horrible battle.

"Damn, what kind of secrets this man has exerted can actually devour the power of our souls."

"This human being is our enemy, we must be killed, otherwise it will be a great disaster."

"Withdraw, immediately retreat, immediately return to the mountains of nowhere, and accuse the Lord of killing the human."

The rest of the ghosts played a retreat. They knew that they were not human opponents at all. Staying here is also a dead end, and they are instantly killed and swallowed by the other side.

They took the initiative and turned them into zeros, fleeing in all directions, and the speed was extremely fast.

"It's useless, you can't escape."

Xia Ping immediately shot, and displayed the martial arts magical yin and yang smashed the monument hand, immediately a force of yin and yang condensed into a large hand appeared, crushed from the void, overwhelming, covering a thousand miles.

Immediately, a large array of yin and yang emerged, stirring the power of yin and yang in a thousand miles, forming an absolute field. Many bodies of ghosts were bound, as if they were trapped in mud, they could not move.

"Humans, we are incomparable mountains, you dare to kill me, and the Lord will not let you go."

"Let's let us go, or you humans will be extinct, blood will flow into the river, and the film will not stay."

A head snarls and tries to intimidate Xia Ping and gain a glimmer of life.

"There is no mountain? What is the ghost place? Even if you call your master, how come, you have to die." Xia Ping sneered, regardless of the roar of these ghosts, a palm crushed down.

He can ignore the fact that this group of ghosts has come to the head and dare to offend him. It is a dead end. It is useless to come.

Boom!

This palm, like the fall of the sky, earth-shattering, instantly destroyed these ghosts and turned them into powder.

Even the ground could not withstand the power of this palm, and immediately created a hundred-hole pothole, this Dangtu town was also shot into a powder, a smash, and no buildings left.

There were also seven or eight levels of tremors in the miles, and the earth cracked and hundreds of cracks appeared, creating a surprising gap, which was amazing.