For Yemoro at this time, all four people present had to die, so naturally they had to kill first.

Chen Xiao's face changed suddenly. He didn't expect that he would become Yemoro's first target, and his body suddenly retreated backwards.

However, Chen Xiao retreated quickly, Yemoro chased after him faster, and he reached out and grabbed: "Yong Ye!"

The boundless dark curtain replaced the light and enveloped Chen Xiao's figure.

At this time, Ban Ming, Zhuang Han and Uncle Gui took action at the same time.

"No." Yemoro palmed his backhand.

"End!" Ban Ming drew the maximum six-slit sense of ending at once, and his eyes were cold.

At this moment, a strange smile appeared on Yemoro's face: "Move it!"

A strange scene happened, and in a flash, Yemoro and Chen Xiao, who was about to be covered by the dark side, exchanged space positions.

"Empty artistic conception!" Faced with the sudden situation, Chen Xiao was shocked. He roared, but the right half of his face could no longer maintain peace, but panic appeared.

If your mind is confused, you will naturally be unable to be empty.

Empty artistic conception, no effect.

At this moment, Ban Ming took all his strength. When he found that it was not Yemoro ahead, he could not stop. He punched Chen Xiao with the intention of ending.

Suddenly, Chen Xiao was like a soap bubble that had been pierced, and it completely disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Chen Xiao, die.

Swish!

Yemoro stopped from afar, looked at Ban Ming and the other two with a smile on their faces of shock and anger: "I'm sorry, I just lied. The artistic conception I can control is not four, but five, maybe...more?"

Ban Ming and the other two had a very ugly expression. Yemoro's scheming was as unfathomable as his cultivation level.

Especially Zhuang Han, his eyes were filled with horror and murderous intent.

In any case, he is Chen Xiao’s grandfather.

He didn't blame Ban Ming, and all his murderous intent was aimed at Yemoro.

After a few flashes of eyes, Zhuang Han suddenly felt a little despair in his eyes, and he suddenly sent a message to Uncle Gui: "I have a way now, maybe it can break Yemoro's conspiracy, but it requires your cooperation!"

"What's the solution?" Uncle Ghost said in surprise.

"So I'm very strange. I have so many artistic conceptions, why haven't spirituality chosen me yet?" Yemoro smiled at himself as if nothing had happened: "Ban Ming, it seems that your artistic conception in the world is really amazing."

At this moment, a mutation broke out!

Zhuang Han suddenly raised his palm and landed on his forehead.

bump!

In an instant, countless dark red blood gushed out from Zhuang Han's pores. Every drop of blood was squirming like a living thing, like a group of small fish swimming in the sea, all flying to the head of Uncle Ghost not far away, and then suddenly fell, turning into a ball of blood, wrapping Uncle Ghost!

At this time, Zhuang Han's body turned into a mummy without any moisture, silently and weathered into particles that scattered after blowing.

Zhuang Han's voice sounded in Ban Ming's mind: "Ban Ming, you protect the Dharma for Chen Chen, I want to give him a fortune... No, it should be said that you are returning the things that originally belonged to him!"

Yemoro was stunned when he saw this scene, then thought of something, and a look of shock appeared on his face and an incredible scream: "Zhuang Han, have you actually sacrificed yourself to fulfill Chen Chen?"

His figure rushed towards Uncle Ghost, who was wrapped in blood cells.

Ban Ming was also shocked when he heard his scream, and then rushed forward decisively to block Yemoro, and then he took action and wanted to end it.

But in this way, in order to maintain balance, Ban Ming had to waste the intention of founding on himself.

"Hmph!" Yemoro snorted coldly and grinned and made a cold voice: "Ban Ming, no matter how strong you are, it is only the third level of the Dao Realm! I will kill you first and then kill them! Do you really think that the final intention is invincible?"

"Eternal Night!"

"none!"

"Empty artistic conception!"

There were three kinds of artistic conceptions on Yemoro's body fluctuating and boiling. His body turned from reality to virtual, while the artistic conception of eternal night and the artistic conception of nothingness were superimposed and turned into an invisible shield of artistic conception, blocking his body.

boom!

The fierce explosion raged wildly on the platform, and Ban Ming and Yemoro were shocked at the same time.

Ban Ming's throat turned sweet, and a mouthful of blood had already poured into his mouth. He gritted his teeth and swallowed it back. Then, under the influence of the founding intention, his injuries were instantly healed.

Yemoro was also in trouble. After superimposing the two artistic conceptions, he barely resisted the attack of the three-silk final intention. But even so, the remaining artistic conception fluctuations caused him to suffer a lot of damage. As if he was subjected to strong radiation, the cells all over his body were damaged.

On the other hand, all the blood cells outside the Ghost's body had penetrated into the body from its pores.

A terrifying aura that made the platform slightly shaken, instantly erupted from Uncle Ghost's body.

This aura is so powerful and ancient, as if it does not belong to this era, Ban Ming felt endless vicissitudes from it.

Ban Ming looked at it and immediately showed a ghostly look.

At this moment, in Ban Ming's eyes, Uncle Gui was already over 25,000 years old!

How is this possible!

"Divine Body!" Yemoro was dumbfounded, with a look of shock and doubt in his eyes. Then, he seemed to think of something and shouted in dismay: "Water the blood of the drought-bar ancestor to irrigate the divine body, and the soul will experience the thunder tribulation of Tao, join the Tao to enter silence, seek a trace of opportunity for reincarnation, are you?"

Swish!

Uncle Gui suddenly opened his eyes, and the cold light that bloomed made Yemoro unable to speak any more.

Immediately, a ruthless look flashed in Yemoro's eyes and said, "No matter who you were back then, today, if the gods stop me, I will kill the gods. If the demons block me, I will destroy the demons!"

After opening his eyes, Uncle Gui opened his eyes and said nothing, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, almost teleporting, appearing in front of Yemoro.

One punch!

This punch has no artistic conception or any energy, and only pure physical strength.

But it was this most primitive force that made Yemoro unable to find a way to deal with it. Whether it was the eternal night artistic conception or the non-existent artistic conception, it seemed that there was no use in front of this punch.

He gritted his teeth and fisted to meet him.

Boom boom boom boom...

The wind was howling, and the dense explosion of airflow like thunder sounded.

Ban Ming was shocked when he looked at the two men fighting wildly.

At this moment, Uncle Ghost's physical strength was beyond this era. Just the power of the physical body made Yemoro a little unable to withstand it, and a blue-purple color quickly appeared on his body, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Move it!" Yemoro suddenly hissed and roared.

Ban Ming only felt an invisible force covering him, and his surroundings began to twist.

"Destroy!"

Uncle Gui's calm voice sounded, and the invisible force covering Ban Ming instantly dissipated. Then he took a step forward and his fist hit Yemoro's astonished face, directly knocking him away!

Before Yemoro's body fell, Uncle Gui had already caught up with him and punched him silently and persistently.

Finally, when Uncle Gui stopped, Yemoro had become unhuman and spread on the ground, his anger was as bright as a fucking spring, his eyes were dull and unconscious.
Chapter completed!