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Chapter 321 When I fall down, there will be tens of thousands of others standing up(1/3)

Chapter 321 If one of me falls, thousands of others will stand up.

Looking at the man who was surrounded by thunder, who looked like a god, and reflected the brilliant power of heaven, all the members of the Wangui Sect were stunned.

What to explore philosophical issues.

We don't want to discuss it!

If you win, if you take one more step forward we will call you.

The ghosts were panicked.

His face turned pale.

Facing a being who could instantly kill the Ghost King, they were all afraid.

"Don't panic, we still have the Night Ghost King."

At this time.

A ghost king seems to have found a pillar.

roared.

As soon as these words came out.

All the evil ghosts were looking at the Night Ghost King.

His originally desperate eyes suddenly lit up.

Because the Night Ghost King is too calm.

Stand with your hands behind your back.

Shen Jian remained unmoved as if he were a god.

The aura of an abyss-level ghost made him and Shen Jian appear to be facing each other.

At a glance, it was clear that the head of the War Department of the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect still had the strength to fight and was not afraid of Shen Jian's methods.

For a while.

The originally panicked team suddenly calmed down.

All members of the Wangui Sect looked at the Night Ghost King with expectant eyes.

yes.

They also have the Night Ghost King.

If we say that the leader of Wangui Sect is the only top ghost king in the ghost city, he is at the top of the food chain.

The Night Ghost King is the ghost closest to the top.

A body full of supernatural terror, already infinitely close to an unsolvable level ghost.

There is no one who can compete with him in the ghost town and defeat him.

Not even the leader of the powerful Menggui Gang can do it.

Although Shen Jian is strong, their lineup is not bad either.

In such expectation.

Night Ghost King:......

He was completely panicked.

The two palms of his hands almost trembled because he couldn't control them.

I almost cursed in my heart.

Damn it.

If things weren't right now, I would really like to use your head as a chamber pot.

Which pot should not be opened?

If he dared to move, he would have cut Shen Jian into thousands of pieces.

How can you stand still and button up the shape?

Looking at Shen Jian approaching step by step.

The ghost king of the night was filled with souls, and he only had time to say: "The plan has changed and the operation has been cancelled."

He turned around and ran back into the black mist.

A large amount of black mist emerged from the seams on his body, completely shrouding the supernatural auction house in darkness, and he fled in a hurry.

Other ghosts may not see it very clearly.

But he knew clearly that there was no chance of winning.

Not at all.

Even against the gang leader, the top ghost king, he dared to give it a try.

But the electric arc in Shen Jian's hand was too terrifying.

Especially the purple plasma, one shot would definitely kill him.

Compared with ghost life, dignity can be temporarily abandoned.

Think about it this way.

He ran with more peace of mind.

He completely escaped into the black mist, turned into a ghostly phantom, and was about to rush out of the supernatural auction house.

Rushing out is half the battle.

The Night Ghost King thought so.

We are getting closer and closer to the entrance of the supernatural auction house.

Five hundred meters... three hundred meters... one hundred meters... fifty meters... ten meters...

Until the moment when I am about to step out of the auction house.

A faint voice echoed in the scene.

"Taiyi!"

As soon as these words came out.

The threat of death spread rapidly behind him.

The Night Ghost King stiffly turned around.

A huge beam of purple plasma blasted a clear path out of the spreading black mist, tearing apart the supernatural environment he had set up for a long time. Purple light beams all over the sky came towards him.

The brilliant power made his inner alarm bell ring.

But there was no desire to resist at all.

boom.

There was a loud noise.

A purple thunderbolt penetrated the door of the auction house and soared into the sky.

The drowned Night Ghost King let out a scream that frightened the ghosts, and fell at the door of the supernatural auction house.

This moment.

The whole place fell silent.

Dead silence.

All that was left was Shen Jian's frivolous and regretful smile: "As I said, this is a death arena. Before the final winner is decided, I'll see who dares to step out."

"Who's next?"

"My words still count. If you get hit by me three times, you will get a special reward."

Group of ghosts:......

If you want us to die, just say so.

Not just in such a big circle.

Even the Dark Night Ghost King, who was infinitely close to being an unsolvable level ghost, couldn't withstand one shot, so how could they possibly block it.

However, Shen Jian doesn't care what the other party thinks.

In the empty auction hall, he used Taixiao Lei in his left hand, and white arcs of lightning shot out rapidly.

Taiyi Lei in the right hand, purple thunder shoots out.

Thunder flashed and there was a loud roar.

The entire auction hall suddenly became a mess.

The previous terrifying aura of the ghosts was swept away, and they all started to dodge like dogs.
To be continued...
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