A Weird Theater That Started In London

"Montenegro, your time of death is here!"

Pan Ming snorted coldly.

As his voice came from inside the hall, Zhu Yan, who was fighting the magic of the devil, suddenly felt that it was starting to become frantic.

Roar!

With a roar, the four sticks with a ten thousand force, mixed with divine fire, smashed down fiercely.

Just answering that sentence, two fists are no match for four hands. Although Lu Li, Zhu Yan, is the low-end version of the low-end version, the three-headed and six-armed supernatural power can't work, so he got two heads and four arms, which can suppress this dharma image, Not too hard.

Therefore, no matter how it resisted and tried to return to the main body, it couldn't break free from the battle group. Instead, Lu Li seized the opportunity and struck a few critical hits.

A burst of mana aftershocks shook.

The Demon God's body that stood above the ground was immediately covered with cracks, like a fragile clay sculpture, as if it only needed a gust of wind to blow it apart.

at the same time.

The magic formula in Duke's hand is constantly changing, and the mana in his body is rapidly consumed.

Like him, Pan Ming and the other five people who were still alive kept their feet on the ground, moving in a very mysterious rhythm, outlining some kind of special magic circle on the ground.

hold head high!

The dragon's roar resounded through the hall.

Montenegro's huge head dodged back and forth, and he didn't care to say harsh words, and he didn't have time to think about why his opponent jumped to God, for fear of being contaminated with a wisp of karmic fire.

As expected, the Red Lotus Karmic Fire is indeed the nemesis of evil spirits, especially the sinful people like Montenegro, which is no different from a walking fuel depot.

At this moment, it kept summoning the Water of Forgetfulness River to protect the whole body, which can be regarded as putting pressure on Pan Ming. After all, his nine-dragon divine fire mask is not genuine, and the flames he spits are not entirely composed of red lotus karma, so it is impossible to achieve this. Endless life.

"horn."

"Kang."

"Sir."

"house."

"…"

Due to the lack of mana, many people have died at the hands of Montenegro, and now the remaining seven people each found a suitable position and spit out a syllable.

"Ji!"

Seven voices emerged one after another.

"Qinglong Qisu, now!"

All of a sudden, fierce battles broke out in the Hall of King Yama and King Taishan, up to the ghost king, down to the ghost pawns, all stopped fighting, and invariably looked at the location of the City of Death.

The underworld, which has not seen light all year round, is suddenly illuminated by silver-white stars. Although they are thousands of miles away from the eruption, the level of brilliance and the power they contain make them dare not ignore them.

"Chihuo, Unicorn, how dare you get distracted fighting with me?"

A smile appeared on Bai Yu's bewitching face, and a thread of blood entangled them while they were not paying attention.

"I didn't expect the boss's side to progress so smoothly. Once Montenegro is dead, and the two of you are put to death, there will be no stumbling blocks in this underworld."

As he said that, he stretched out his pale fingers and pulled it gently, and a pile of fragments composed of negative substances such as resentment and corpse qi scattered all over the floor.

The two ghost kings were caught off guard and were attacked by surprise. They were seriously injured, but not so easy to die. The fragments vibrated violently, and an even more sinister aura erupted. Obviously, they wanted to reorganize their bodies.

However, Bai Yu naturally wouldn't give them a chance, just like Pan Ming deliberately made the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Mask, he also had a hint of red lotus karma on his side.

A flick of the finger.

An ethereal red lotus bloomed quietly and landed on the bodies of the two ghost kings. Like dry wood meeting a raging fire, the flames became more and more fiery, and the lotus became more enchanting.

"What's going on over there? Big Brother Pan Ming doesn't seem to be in control of this formation, and depending on the posture, seven people should work together to make it."

"It's over here, let's join in the fun."

Bai Yu muttered to himself, regardless of the ghost generals who were still fighting, no longer watching the blooming red lotus karmic fire, and rushing straight towards the city of death, he had a strong premonition:

The old people scattered in the sun have come.

Lu Li, Duke, and even Zhao Feng and Gao Qian, who are close to each other, are probably all fighting against the old demon from Montenegro.

From Bai Yu's point of view, he had to help out the field. He knew that he was able to get a place in the last official exam because he largely relied on their help.

And in the direction of Dead City, the stars are shining brightly, with Duke as the core, a blue-green true dragon has condensed out!

"die."

Outside the hall, the demon **** Faxiang raised his shattered arm, grabbed Zhu Yan tightly, and immediately blew himself up, without any hesitation.

And the Emperor Ziwei Sword, lying quietly in the universe within Lu Li's body, reacted extremely quickly, and directly released the divine light that protected the body to offset the damage.

It seems to have its own intellect and ideas—

In order to improve Lu Li's understanding of Zhu Yan's divine form, he never dispelled the tyrannical and indomitable thoughts in his mind, but when danger suddenly came, he immediately responded and took action to protect the vital parts.

the other side.

The old demon of Montenegro completely gave up his expectations for the Dharmakaya. Above the main body, ghost energy surged like a tide, crashing into the ground and roaring:

"The City of Death, get up!"

In an instant, this heavy city in the underworld, whose reputation spread all over the world, seemed to be alive, exuding an ancient and vast aura, while Wangchuan, who was detained by the magic of Montenegro, guarded and surrounded it.

The two bless each other and compete with the azure true dragon in the sky. In terms of momentum alone, they are not at a disadvantage.

"fall."

Duke, the leader of the formation, pointed to the invisible sky.

hold head high!

The sound of the dragon's roar resounded through the underworld, and it slammed into the city of death, which was soaring in momentum, and the terrifying power of the stars was pressed down.

The ancient city surrounding the sky shook violently. The main body was not damaged, but the spirituality gradually subsided. It seemed that he was unwilling to collide with the majestic star power and took the initiative to retreat.

"No, it's impossible!"

"The old ancestor is the master of the city of the dead, listen to my orders! Divine Seal, go!"

Montenegro was almost insane, spitting out a black divine seal from its mouth, it didn't want to resist star power, and it didn't want to be contaminated with karmic fire.

Of these two things, one will grind the body into powder, and the other will obliterate the ten thousand years of Taoism.

"Fall for me!" Duke's face was pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Pan Ming also pinched the magic formula and said in a low voice:

"fall!"

The remaining five people were full of grey hair and had little life expectancy.

The power of this formation composed of the seven oriental constellations is too terrifying. It must be motivated by seven people with profound mana. Their strength is not good enough, and it is the limit for Qinglong to exist.

The two falls are all overdrafts of life.

"The City of Death, get up!" Montenegro roared fiercely.

When the two were deadlocked, the outside of the hall fell into a coma. Lu Li, who had regained his human form, opened his mouth unconsciously, and the purple emperor sword flew out, only sticking into the head of Heishan.

The situation began to tilt to one side.

The old demon said bitterly, "Sneak attack again!"

"This seat is not reconciled! This seat is not reconciled!"

The moment the Emperor Sword succeeded, the Nine Flood Dragons, who had previously confronted the body-protecting Wangchuan, found a loophole and spewed out the fire of red lotus karma, which severely damaged Montenegro, causing it to be distracted for a short time and unable to forcefully control the city of death.

boom!

The loud noise was earth-shattering, and all the other nine halls felt the tremor. The entire Netherland Continent shook endlessly, and countless deep and dark cracks appeared.

The blue dragon descended from the sky, passed through the roof of the palace, and crushed the old demon of Montenegro, but it did not hurt the dead city's bricks and tiles in vain.

It is indeed a ghost town that shakes the heavens and the world.

As soon as Duke's thoughts surfaced, he couldn't hold his knees, collapsed to the ground, and fell into a deep coma.

"ended?"

Zhao Feng touched his bald head and said indifferently.

"Well, the only ones who can stand are the two of us."

Gao Qian swallowed, unable to believe what he said.

"No, there's me too."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

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