Doom Roar

"If you don't rely on the power of the doomsday fragments...then rely on what?" Xu Mo felt that he had grasped something vaguely, but it was as illusory and unspeakable.

"The only power."

Concubine Gong Hua didn't explain anymore, she turned her head to look at Hao Nanren, who was lying leisurely on the tiger skin couch not far away, waved a bowl-sized fireball at him, and said loudly: "Stop playing, quickly zoom in and solve it!" fighting!"

"I understand! I understand!"

Hao Nanren didn't dare to dodge, and he resisted Concubine Gong Hua's fireball with his face. His face was dark and he said yes again and again. He raised his hands high, and a bigger fog vortex quickly formed above his head. [

"This is……?"

With the appearance of a huge mist vortex, Xu Mo's "Demon Sensor" suddenly sounded an alarm crazily. The horror and sense of strength from the bottom of his heart made it difficult for his legs to support the weight of his whole body, as if there was a shaped mountain Gradually slowly pressed down from the top of his head.

In contrast, Xu Mo's reaction was pretty good. He Shang and Ai Momo couldn't bear this mental coercion any longer, so they just sat down on the ground, gasping for breath with pale faces.

On the contrary, Li Li has rich experience in actual combat, and he withdrew from the scope of this coercion as early as the first time he felt abnormal in his body.

A white hand with pink nail polish rested on Xu Mo's shoulder as if willingly, Xu Mo suddenly felt the pressure in his heart lighten, and turned his head to look, Concubine Gong Hua smiled at him.

"When the unique power reaches a certain strength, it will produce a power similar to the field. This power will not only deter all creatures within the range and affect the normal performance of the state, but also offset the ability of some doom fragments, as well as other The various abnormal states caused... Only those who also have the unique power can not be deterred by this."

While speaking, the vortex of fog above Hao Nanren had expanded to seven or eight meters in diameter. As Hao Nanren slammed his hands down suddenly, the vortex of fog swirling flat like a giant plate drew a gray-black arc and cut vertically into the ground. Like frozen water vapor, numerous bones condensed rapidly on the edge, and in a blink of an eye, a ghostly bone gate stood on the spot.

"Yellow Spring leads the way - always attracts!"

Two skeleton door knockers the size of a round table suddenly lit up with a faint blue glow, and as the bone fragments fell, the towering bone door slowly opened, and a narrow path stretched forward from the door. It sticks to the ground and passes through the thorny jungle in front of it to the extreme far, with twists and turns, as if it will never end.

With the extension of the Yangchang path, clumps of manjusawa flowers broke through the ground on both sides of the path.

The flowers bloom without leaves, and the leaves grow without flowers. This blood-like flower of the underworld swayed gently in the wind on both sides of the path, and the dazzling bright red danced like a raging fire.

The road to the fire, the road to the underworld.

The half-sunset sun was close to the horizon, and the blood-stained sea of ​​flowers stretched far into the distance. This miraculous sight of reversing day and night made all folk ability users involuntarily look around, all with shocked expressions.

A red manjusawa flower floated in front of his eyes, Xu Mo stretched out his hand but caught it, and immediately understood that the spectacle in front of him was just an illusion only aimed at the field of unique power.

Although the scenery is an illusion, the fighting creatures in the field of unique power are real.

On the Huangquan path, there are two blurry figures wandering forward, their figures appear and disappear from time to time, from blurry to clear, and then turn into two tall and thin ghosts of more than two meters.

One black and one white, with long robes and high hats, with a mask of joy and anger, holding a mourning stick and a soul arresting rope.

You are here too, and they are chasing you.

Hei Chang! [

Bai Chang!

The thorny forest seemed to sense the danger, and hundreds of vines unanimously gave up the fight with the ghosts of the underworld, and rushed towards the black and white on the road to the underworld crazily.

The turbulent branches covered the sky and covered the sky, and instantly set off a huge green wave more than ten meters high. The sharp-toothed flowers on the top of the vines had a huge mouth, and at the same time they gave out a sharp roar like an angry beast.

"Are you really playing with me?"

Hao Nanren showed disdain, but his expression changed from his previous laziness. He kept moving his hands in front of his chest, and instantly took over the command of all the ghosts in Huangquan.

"Hundred ghosts in the underworld—explode!"

With a big wave of Hao Nanren's hand, the hundreds of little ghosts who had been freed from the thorny jungle immediately gathered in front of Heichang, screaming, and then dropped all the weapons in their hands and rushed forward in a swarm, colliding with the striker of the giant wave of vines.

boom!Boom!

The bodies of hundreds of Huangquan little ghosts swelled and exploded like balloons, and clusters of shining flames burst out from the flying flesh and blood. The thick vines and giant vines that had just been twisted up were immediately torn apart by the powerful explosive force, and the huge waves were abruptly crushed. A hole of tens of meters was blasted.

In the light of the fire, broken manjusawa petals and emerald green vine branches fluttered in the wind, messy and poignant.

Hao Nanren's body also stood up from the tiger skin and bones couch, and he opened his hands solemnly.

Heiheichang seems to have received some kind of order, and his staggering staggering steps suddenly become deep and strange. It seems that he is still slow, but he flickers on the flaming Huangquan path like a teleportation, almost in the blink of an eye. Appeared in the jungle of thorns.

"Locked souls! Hundred ghosts cry!"

Bai Chang with a bright red long tongue on his chest let out a scream, and gray-black soul arresting locks flew out from the wide cuffs of his arms.

Two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen, sixteen into 32...

In the blink of an eye, the two soul arresting locks have turned into one hundred and eight chains, entangled with the regenerated thorns and vines.

Hei Chang was taciturn, and just shook the mourning stick in his hand lightly.

The mourning stick, which was originally several feet long, rose nearly two meters in the face of the wind. The cloth fringe at the head of the stick shone like a metallic silver light, and it spun rapidly around the stick in two different directions, left and right, and turned into a long mace-like stick. handle weapon.

Several vines that escaped the soul lock came with sharp teeth and fierce mouths. Hei Chang just waved his hand lightly, and the vines with thick arms were interrupted by Qi Gen one after another. The mourning stick like a meat grinder churned into a cloud of green mist.

Bai Chang's soul lock restrains the defense, and Hei Chang's mourning stick destroys and destroys.

The two ghosts, black and white, are like a perfect fighting machine, slowly and rhythmically advancing into the thorny forest.

The regeneration speed of the vines soon couldn't keep up with the normal destruction speed, and the thorn forest had to shrink inward to protect He Yu inside, and the original size of hundreds of square meters shrank by at least one-third. [

Concubine Gong Hua smiled lightly and said, "Do you believe what I said now? If I don't stop you, how high do you think the possibility of you saving someone is?"

Xu Mo shook his head, not to mention the black and white in the arena, even if the hundreds of ghosts from the underworld swarmed up, with his current strength, he might not be able to last for 3 minutes.

But that forest of thorns can be evenly matched with the two summoned creatures that have the strength of level [-] ability users, black and white, and their combat power is indeed not something he can compete with now.

If they really rushed in rashly before, I'm afraid they wouldn't even have a [-]% chance of success.

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