From the first second he was dragged into the battle, Zhu Sheng found that he had fallen into an extremely bad situation. The opponent's strategy was as dangerous as a real spider, and his movements were a hundred times more flexible than real spiders. The crisscrossing blood vessel network was filled with fiery firepower, forming an invisible world of snares. In this world, Zhu Sheng's movement flexibility was constantly suppressed. He tried to cut off these networks with his own scimitar, but after cutting off one, Su Jing would immediately make up for more. The opponent's movements rely on the spider web platform to reach an unimaginable strangeness. Relying on this new platform, Su Jing could achieve three-dimensional three-dimensional jumps.

The flexibility of both sides increased and decreased, and Zhu Sheng immediately fell into the disadvantage of being passively beaten. However, the Ghost King was not a rigid-minded person. The opponent's tactics were obviously able to exert full power in such a narrow space inside the hall. His first reaction was to leave the hall, enter a wider territory, and then summon ghosts to win by number, directly submerge the opponent in the sea of ​​wronged souls.

When he turned around, he found that the side door had been sealed by countless golden and red spider silk threads, and the hot wind immediately descended behind him.

"Kokokokokokokokoko, die!"

Su Jing waved eight bone blades like crazy, and walked forward. The chaotic flowing flame blade drew countless golden lines, wrapped in a ball of golden balls and rolled towards Zhu Sheng. The Ghost King waved the scimitar in his hand, and the sound of the tingling weapons colliding sounded like a rain. The two fought dozens of moves in just a few seconds. Zhu Sheng's sword technique was mysterious and unpredictable, but the opponent was completely beastly and crazy. Su Jing didn't care how many wounds he would appear on his body. The eight bone blades on his body danced towards Zhu Sheng without any scruples as if they were suffering from fever.

In this situation of losing both sides, in just a moment, multiple wounds appeared on both of them, and they were repaired almost instantly at a similar rate. Zhu Sheng's body was full of courage and was not afraid of these minor injuries, while Su Jing had a large amount of energy reserves. The "recovery" ability can almost repair all physical disabilities.

Zhu Sheng felt relieved. Although his opponent's energy reaction was strong, it did not remain unchanged under his own continuation, but slowly declined. What he was most afraid of in this world was the war of attrition. When he started a war of attrition, who could compare with the Ghost King who had the power of ten thousand ghosts? This kid thought he had a high cultivation level, so let him suffer more under his sword.

The only thing that made Zhu Sheng feel a little uneasy was the other party's wild beastly aura.

It was like being approached by an unstoppable beast. Every time the weapons of both sides collided with each other, he could feel the feeling of depression as if a perpetual motion machine was hitting him. The opponent seemed to be tireless and never knew what human nature was. During the fight, the cold and cold spirit of the eight-handled bone blades collided with Zhu Sheng's ghost energy, teasing the souls of the ghosts in his body that were suppressed and digested by himself. Just like those evil spirits who were swallowed by themselves, they woke up from their sleep when facing this ferocious beast, and then rushed to try to get rid of this body.

It must be an illusion!

Zhu Sheng put his ghost body in a strange position, like a certain yoga position. His flexible body avoided the continuous sweep of eight bone blades. The golden knife in his hand gently cut into Su Jing's neck from a side angle. The opponent's head suddenly tilted. But the pair of red and excited pupils showed a satisfied expression. One arm held Zhu Sheng's wrist holding the knife, and then he smiled, revealing the sharp teeth that were unique to reptiles in his mouth - he bit it down.

Amid the howling pain, Zhu Sheng pulled back his bitten wrist. His opponent's long black hair was scattered, and he was holding the half of a waxy ghost in his mouth. As his upper and lower gums began to squirm slowly, the sound of bones breaking like a bean-like bursting came out in a creepy way. The waxy flesh and blood were chewed by the sharp teeth with metallic colors. Then he swallowed it. Zhu Sheng noticed a trace of blood red on his opponent's face, just like the faint redness after being drunk.

“…plane specialized body.”

The opponent murmured to himself.

"It's interesting. In theory, it should be a pure energy body. But because of the unique physical rules of this world, such energy body also presents a representation of matter... In other words, the organization of this structure can only be formed in the underworld. If it is in the human world, it will immediately become powerless to interfere with reality and can only affect the shadow of the mind."

The opponent spit out a few pieces of bones, then picked up one with his fingers, placed it in front of his eyes and carefully observed the bitten section.

"Interesting. If so, then what kind of transformation did we go through when we cross the six gaps? Or there is no transformation, and now this kind of spiritual suppression is the suppression of this plane that our organization is subject to. After all, the degree of compatibility is not high... right? It's like humans walking on a planet dominated by hydrogen..."

Zhu Sheng didn't understand what the other party was saying, but he knew that the opponent was completely despising himself and not taking his power seriously at all. This way, he began to talk to himself in front of him was a great challenge to the dignity of the Ghost King. If so...

As the waxy palm curled up slightly, a ball of dark yellow light began to condense in the palm of the Ghost King. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the opponent was in a state of loss of consciousness, Zhu Sheng secretly accumulated strength and molded the light ball in his palm into a hollow ring. This was the move passed by His Majesty King Zhou, the Little Demon Sword. The destructive power can be said to be the best moves that Zhu Sheng has mastered at present. Unfortunately, his skills require a period of time to accumulate strength and are not of great value in actual combat.

As the other party's eyes began to condense from the scattering, Zhu Sheng let out a low roar, and his body suddenly shrank and fell into a solid rocky ground. The waxy body rose behind Su Jing's quilt in an instant, and the golden knife cut across the line, and the little yellow demon sword broke out and cut towards Su Jing's lower body viciously.

The Zerg sneered, and suddenly pulled the blood vessel network in the air, and a ball of light flashed out of thin air like a shadow. However, this little demon sword was really extraordinary. As it flew in the air, its dark yellow light wheel began to gradually expand, turning into a swirling yellow light as big as a wheel, cutting off countless blood vessel networks like a bamboo shoot. Even if it didn't hit, it followed Su Jing's breath and chased him all the way.

Zhu Sheng couldn't help but breathe a few breaths after he issued this Demon Sword. Even with the blessing of ten thousand ghosts, this Demon Sword was still his trick at the bottom of his box. It would take at least a while to recover after being fired, and even his foundation of ghost cultivation would be permanently damaged. If it were not forbidden, he would not want to spend a lot of energy to issue this Demon Sword; but in contrast to its consumption, the unmatched power of this move never made him regret it.

The cutting-type demon sword force became even bigger after absorbing the surrounding energy. It was like a faint yellow vortex knife wheel, shattering all the blood vessel networks around it. As the blood vessels broke, Su Jing's face was not very good-looking, and he just blindly retreated from this dark yellow light wheel.

On the other hand, the battle between the mechanical sorcerer and the martial judge also entered the final joint. The martial judge's ghost energy spell is best for killing flesh and blood. Under the erosion of this decay force, ordinary people will instantly turn into ashes. Even the ghost of hell will be restrained by this decay energy and disintegrate into countless soul debris. However, in front of the mechanical sorcerer who is coated with a metal film on his body, these decay forces are just harmless mist.

However, the only weapons in the hands of the mechanic warriors can effectively damage the body of the Wu Jue. Moreover, the opponent is extremely cunning. When they encounter such an attack, they will immediately use earth escape to escape into the ground, which is extremely slippery.

At this moment, the girl's left hand was undergoing abnormal deformation. A huge silver claw was rudely grasping Wu Jue's body, while her right hand was constantly ramming the underworld officials in red robe in a strange posture. Under the bombardment of Cybertron martial arts, Wu Jue's body showed strange ripples, as if some huge stress was surging inside his body. The middle-aged official's eyes were closed, and the beard on his face was wet with sweat beads, and he was obviously fighting the ripples and shocks in his body with all his strength.

A martial art from the planet Cybertron, after the mechanical warrior is inverted into his brain, then nanometals are used to simulate the mechanical structure in the body, which can achieve the same lethality as a real Cybertron robot. Martial arts with high-frequency oscillation as the origin can only be fully exerted by the silicon-based life. Under the bombardment of this frequency, the martial arts judge only felt that his body was disintegrating piece by piece, and the power that formed his body was gradually dissipating with the vibration... She is destroying her own frequency!

A sharp look appeared on the face of the bearded official. The iron fan in his hand suddenly drew several black circles, quickly tangenting towards the wrist of the mechanical sorcerer. The iron fan engraved with the runes of the underworld was quite powerful. The sharp edge of the fan passed through the wrist protected by silver nanomechanicals, and successfully relied on his deep martial arts foundation to shake off the clamp of the silver giant claws. Facing the slender fist, the martial judge slapped the horizontally, and took advantage of the momentum to fly away, trying to temporarily retreat and reorganize his own situation.

In an instant, a black shadow flew over quickly, and a powerful claw grabbed his collar, then swung him with a huge force, and the two figures instantly changed positions. Wu Jue saw a huge green light wheel slashing towards him. This made Wu Jue scared him so much that he was both scared. With a angrily shout, the red-robed underworld official held a fan in his left hand and pinched his right hand. He suddenly stimulated a powerful protective energy all over his body, and faced the green light wheel head-on.

The squeaking sound lasted for about two seconds, and then the faint green light wheel broke through Wu Jue's protective energy, and cut the huge human body vertically into two pieces in his horror eyes. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

ps: I've had a lot of things recently. I've been a little tired. I can only update one day recently. I'm very sorry.
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