The Legend of Mortal Killing Immortals

Chapter 482 Prodigal stuff!
As soon as everyone entered the walls of the holy city, the walls behind them closed immediately, and the scene in front of them made everyone stunned.

There is nothing in the huge holy city!There are ruins everywhere, and I don't know what happened.

"It's strange. In the past 300 years, there have been eight thousand ghost cultivators who have successively entered the Holy City. Why are there no one here?" Nalan rubbed his chin in wonder, and looked far ahead. Palace of the Holy King.

"Who said that there is no one? Please be more energetic, someone is here to greet us!" Master Wuyou suddenly became vigilant, and as soon as he finished speaking, a black air burst out from between the sky and the earth.

Immediately after, countless figures appeared erratically out of thin air, surrounded by eight people, most of the figures were still suspended in the air!

"This... These are the ghost cultivators who came to the Holy City?" Nalan was startled, seeing more and more figures appearing, there were nearly ten thousand people, and these people were different from ordinary ghost cultivators. He looked as if he had lost his mind, his eyes were empty and dull.

"Get ready, there is a tough battle to come!" Venerable Wuyou reminded loudly: "These people don't know what kind of magic was cast by Hua Yuan, and a lot of things are missing in their souls. At this time, they are fighters. organ, no feeling, no pain!"

"What?" The other seven people were taken aback, but these ghost cultivators didn't give them any time to be surprised, and rushed towards the eight people.

"Hey! What is this? A warm-up exercise?" Zao Wou-ki sighed, back to back with the three younger brothers, displaying all kinds of supernatural powers. Any ghost cultivator who approached the four of them would either be crushed by the golden dust sword or be smashed by the evil spirit. They were torn apart from the gangsters, but none of the three of them killed enemies as fast as Guanxi.

A large number of high-level spells are most suitable for group attacks and melee. Guanxi didn't even look at them, just grabbed a handful of valuable spells and swayed them all over the sky. All kinds of explosions, all kinds of thunder and flames, and freezing whirlwinds in the sky The cross flashes, so spectacular.

Although he had a great time killing, Zhao Wuji was heartbroken and shouted loudly: "Damn! Prodigal! Without you throwing it away like this, it's all money! Do you know that you threw it away just now?" A middle sect?"

(End of this chapter)