Fantasy: I Can Blow Up All Worlds

"boom!"

Luo Yuling suddenly collapsed, making the young man in the field unstable and almost falling down. Even the gray-black evil light permeating his body trembled because of the sudden appearance.

At the moment when his body was tilted, the seven long swords skyrocketed, and the sharp sword light directly penetrated into the evil light cover.

"Chichichichi!"

The rotting stench instantly flooded the audience, and the seven sword lights were once again corroded by the power of the plague, but the task of the seven sword lights had been completed, and the mask had been pierced.

"Haha!"

Suddenly, a sound of wild laughter resounded, and then... a huge hammer fell from the sky and hit the evil light mask. The powerful force made the light mask tremble and almost shattered.

But in the end, Evil Light Mask persisted.

at this time,

The young man in the field finally raised his head, the last trace of pity in his eyes had disappeared, the pupils were completely filled with gray and black, and the breath of the plague broke out this time.

"what……"

A furious roar came from the boy's mouth, and the plague mask instantly swelled, and the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, several warriors who could not evade were enveloped.

"what……"

A scream of miserable screams sounded within the envelope of evil light, only to see the few warriors who had no time to retreat, suddenly bubbles emerged from their bodies, and then burst, and the stench of thick water screamed from the broken bubbles. Rippling.

Several warriors screamed sorrowfully, their faces rotted fast, like evil spirits.

"help me……"

The warriors shrouded in the light shield looked at the familiar faces outside the light shield with imploring eyes. These people, who were also called brothers and brothers before, said that they returned the peace of the demon's realm and joined hands to kill the demon.

But now, the cold eyes of these people make people desperate.

"Haha..."

The desperate laughter sounded, and at this moment, they all regretted it.

They were originally cultivating demons, but they wanted to join forces to punish demons. This is simply the biggest joke in the world. How can they do better than plagues?

The so-called punish demons are just a group of traitors who want to gain fame and treasure for their own sake.

In the last regret of these people, their bodies began to collapse, completely losing their sound.

In their deaths, even a whole body was not left behind, only a puddle of disgusting foul pus.

As for those warriors who escaped this disaster, they didn't care about the death of these people at all, and they didn't even have a trace of pity in their eyes.

"kill!"

There was a whistle from the old Mo Xiu Daokou, but this time, no one was stupid enough to make a move. They all chose to wait and see, waiting for others to make the move first.

After all, no one wanted to be the first bird, and finally was robbed of the opportunity by others.

Old Demon Xiu Dao was a bit embarrassed, but as the person who hated the evil spirit the most, even if he didn't want to, he could only choose the first shot.

"Hey!"

The demon repair boss has a very strong cultivation base, he is a real soul powerhouse, and this time, he obviously used his full strength, and the dust was pulled with all his strength, and a storm was formed, which briefly shattered the plague mask. .

"kill!"

When other people saw this scene, they felt that they had seized a good opportunity, and they all chose to shoot without any hesitation.

"Chang!"

Hung Nishida held a golden spear, as if carrying a huge golden dragon into the arena, the golden light bloomed, dispelling a large part of the power of the plague.

Others are also taking action, and begin to besiege the plague ghost.

Dongfang Wenxia's expression did not show the slightest nervousness. He just stood on the spot, his hands quickly sealed, and handprints completely condensed from the rotting plague flew out, turning into plague birds, blocking everyone’s attacks. under.

But there are too many enemies, no matter how strong the plague's corrosive power is, it can't block everyone's attacks, and after fighting for so long, his power has been consumed a lot.

The battle became fiercer and fiercer. This time, everyone seemed to have moved the real fire, frantically besieging the evil boy in the field.

at last!

"Hey!"

A long sword broke through the barrier of the plague, and the sword light fell on the young man's body, leaving a deep bone wound on the young man's body.

But for the injury on his body, Dongfang Wenxia didn't seem to feel any pain, the gray-black innocent energy of the plague was filled, and the wound closed instantly.

"when!"

But at this moment, the coffin behind him suddenly trembled violently.

"Really, what kind of material is this coffin made of, why is it so hard?" a big man who was numbed by the back of the coffin's arm cursed.

But he didn't see the young man's eyes gradually turning scarlet in the field, the stubborn madness bloomed in the young man's eyes, and an even greater power of the plague spilled out of his pores.

"Dare to disturb Jiu Sister, all of you are going to die..." Binghan's voice came from Dongfang Wenxia's mouth, resounding through the audience.

Jiu Jie is his taboo, and no one can disturb Jiu Jie's peace.

When Jiu Jie's coffin was attacked, Dongfang Wenxia instantly fell into a madness.

"what……"

The roar of grief and anger resounded throughout Luoyuling, and the aura of the plague gushed out of the boy’s body like a thick fog. It began to rot.

"Kill, you can't let him make all the attacks." Old Mo Xiu's expression changed, and he rushed up again with the whisk in his hand.

Other warriors also know the seriousness of the matter. Once the plague land takes shape, everyone here will be infected by the plague, even if the plague ghost is killed in the end, the sequelae of the plague will always follow them.

So at this moment, no one left their hands, all chose to take a defensive fight.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The frenzied battle entered a white-hot state from the beginning. The teenagers in the field were like the same evil god. They did not make much movement, and controlled the audience with the power of the plague.

But as time went on, his consumption became larger and larger, and his body slowly began to lose support.

There are too many enemies, no matter how strong he is, he doesn't have the means that Ye Yusheng can replenish at any time. The large amount of consumption makes him too late to recover and can only resist.

at last……

With a "wow", his first mouthful of blood spurted out, and even his blood smelled of corrosion.

"Quickly, he has reached his limit, he will do his best to shoot." Nishida Yu held a golden gun, disheveled with a group of warriors to attack again.

On the other side, the old demon cultivator and Ximen Xing all took the martial artist to make a crazy move, and finally broke the plague field after a moment.

"Hahaha..."

As soon as the field broke open, some people laughed excitedly: "The ghost, die..."

Here, as long as anyone can kill the plague ghost, his reputation will surely spread throughout the entire demons.