Chapter 962: Gate of Hell
The trouble, although it was a big trouble, was not enough to pose a threat to his life.
Existences at the peak level, no matter how powerful they are, are only at the peak level after all. As long as they do not take the most critical step and enter the Earth Yuan Realm for one day, they will never have the capital to compete with the strong ones in the Earth Yuan Realm, and they will not be able to compete with the strong ones in the Earth Yuan Realm.
pose a threat.
His hands slowly fell. Between his hands, two Tang knives shone with cold light. The blades pointed inward, hiding the murderous intent that devoured everything.
"Grandpa, should we go up and help?" Peng Juan's face once again showed worry, and she asked the old man with a white beard beside her.
"If we go up, not only will we not be able to help him, but we will become a burden. We should still watch here and believe that he can kill all these monsters." The old man with a white beard shook his head and said with awe in his voice.
The crisp sound of "Zi" swords came from the two Tang knives, which was very pleasant to the ears.
"Ouch!" At this moment, those monsters became more and more violent. In the end, they could not suppress their wildness. Under the leadership of the two largest monsters, they rushed towards Zhuang Lin from two directions.
passed.
The light of the searchlight tore apart the darkness of the entire tomb space. Above the Shinto, those violent figures leaped up in different directions with terrifying aura. Under the light, sharp claws and sharp teeth loomed.
With cold light.
Tang Dao drew a beautiful arc in the air, and the cyan brilliance flashed, so eye-catching and gorgeous in this dim underground space.
Among these monsters, after the two leading monsters appeared, these monsters no longer launched attacks based on instinct like they did at first, with no routine at all. At this time, these more than ten huge monsters were attacked by two
Under the mobilization of the leader, they were divided into several waves, covering each other and launching attacks.
Above this Shinto, the space is large enough for these huge monsters to perform. Several waves, like the tide, ebb and flow, terrifying attacks come from all directions.
In the violent storm, all those people standing in the distance could see were the endless huge shadows, and even the figure of Zhuang Lin standing in the middle was obscured by it.
"Get out of here"
Although these monsters were very fast and launched attacks in an organized manner, they did not cause much trouble to Zhuang Lin. The two Tang knives in his hands were flying in the air, and there were constant cyan sounds in the dim air.
The brilliance flashed out.
Amidst the deep shouts, the two most brilliant rays of light broke the dullness of this space, and at the same time, also broke the initial stalemate.
The dazzling light of blood was swaying in the air, and it was falling down in handfuls. In the blood, two huge figures didn't even have time to cry out. The ferocious heads had already separated from the body, and then, as they disappeared,
The body with its head missing hit the ground heavily.
The sharp Tang knife still stayed in mid-air. On the blade, drops of blood cut through the air under the action of gravity and fell.
"kill"
The familiar scent of blood made Zhuang Lin return to the familiar battlefield in a trance. The killing that had been hidden in his heart was awakened again. At this moment, his eyes gradually
Covered by a layer of ice.
The sound full of murderous intent echoed in the ancient tomb, and his whole body moved.
Two Tang knives flew intertwined in the air, endless cyan light intertwined, blood, and wailing. Every minute, a monster would fall to the ground, and each of them had their head chopped off.
When he moved, the monsters swirling around him were unlucky.
"Gates of Hell"
After killing six monsters in a row, Zhuang Lin simply stopped, threw the Tang Dao in his hand, jumped up high, and stood in the air a few meters above the ground, violating the rules.
I saw Peng Juan and several others in the distance.
"This..." The old man with a white beard was very knowledgeable. At this time, he was completely stunned. He wanted to say something but couldn't.
"Grandpa, how is it possible for a person to stay in the air without the help of external objects!" Peng Juan also had a dull look on her face, and her voice was trembling.
As for the three young men, they were even more unbearable. They stood there blankly, with their eyes wide open. The oldest one was dumbfounded at first.
Gate of Hell, this is the third and last combat skill that Zhuang Lin learned from the ancient Loulan book. Compared with the first two combat skills of Yuanqi Sword, this last combat skill, no matter it is
Both the depth of the content and the difficulty of mastering it far exceed the previous two.
Previously, in order to master the gate of hell, Zhuang Lin locked himself in the practice room, but he was still unable to comprehend it. In the end, he took advantage of the time difference between the medicine garden space and the outside world, spent a lot of time, and obtained the martial arts.
With the guidance of King Mu Shi, he had just managed to master this advanced combat skill.
This is the first time he has cast Hell's Gate in the real world. Compared with when he cast it in the medicine garden space, both speed and control were much weaker.
The blue airflow all over the sky, with his body as the center, circulated rapidly, and gradually formed the prototype of a vortex in the void.
The cyan energy vortex gradually appeared behind him, becoming clearer and clearer. What followed was a terrifying pressure that fell from the sky and enveloped all the monsters below.
These monsters struggled to resist, but in the face of the terrifying pressure falling from above their heads, their resistance seemed so feeble. As time passed bit by bit, the strongly supported limbs bent.
, and finally, was forced to lie down on the ground.
Dare not, feel uneasy, fearful.
Even Peng Juan and the others who were standing far away were affected. The terrifying coercion affected them. In just a moment, they felt that there was a huge force pressing on them, crushing them.
I could hardly breathe, my legs were trembling, and I felt like I was about to collapse to the ground.
Even among these people, the most powerful one, the old man with a white beard who had been in the peak state for many years, couldn't bear it when faced with the aftermath of this terrifying coercion. He struggled to support himself and barely managed to avoid making a fool of himself.
As time passed bit by bit, the cyan vortex finally jumped out of nothingness, and with the arrival of this moment, the cyan vortex suddenly burst open, and in the cyan brilliance that filled the sky, a sculptured sculpture
Endless runes and doors depicting countless mysterious and terrifying scenes appeared in the void.
Chapter completed!