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Chapter 225

Zhang Shuo has never seen a skill or supernatural item containing spatial rules, but this is the first time now.

The attack of the starving ghost can swallow a certain space within a certain range, and the things in that space will be swallowed by him together.

This is the skill of Swallowing Heaven.

Many of his subordinates had no experience in dealing with space attacks, so Xiaomeng was the first to suffer a big loss.

"Cry, cough..."

There seemed to be some cunning sounds coming from the tomb pit. Zhang Shuo looked down and saw that at this time, the starving ghost tied to a zongzi like a rope, and seemed to be moving.

The movement was like... a dog gnawing on a bone.

That's right, it's this kind of sound. As you appear in this business, your smile that lost your head suddenly staggered and almost fell to the ground.

His head grew out again.

However, now, his smile is pale and his breath is disordered. The ghost energy on his body is very scattered. He is obviously seriously injured!

Smile temporarily lost its combat capability.

The other ghosts fell into the tomb pit again.

Although they failed to smile, they did not intend to give up.

The Bixian stretched out his hand, and the judge's pen appeared. The characters in the character "Zhen" were successively typed out, and the Bixian began to portray a more repeated character.

This time, no ghosts held back at all.

I underestimated the starving ghosts, and the next person who was seriously injured was them!

The black and white millstone was up and down, and the starving ghost was sandwiched in it and started grinding it. The horse face and cow head were used by one person, and the starving ghost was used as a sandbag. They began to attack fiercely. The gap between the attacks was peeled and made up for a few feet.

The starving ghost who was beaten up seemed to have no movement for a moment.

But the place where he was in had collapsed several meters again due to the attacks of the ghosts.

Zhang Shuo had to adjust the angle of the phone.

In the live broadcast room, people were completely obsessed with watching the storm attacks of the ghosts.

Every time the fist of the bullhead and horse face was accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, there seemed to be a series of air ripples. Every sign showed the great power they used.

The public screen in the live broadcast room was much quieter. People even forgot to type, and their faces were full of shock when they saw such a explosive scene.

"Everyone goes away!"

Finally, the most complex character of Bixian was completed, and all the ghosts were moved aside. Bixian seemed to be struggling. She grabbed the judge's pen with both hands, waved at the starving ghost, and drank:

"Annihilation!"

A multi-area rune that covers the entire tomb pit hundreds of square meters fell towards the starving ghost like a mountain.

Wherever you pass, a sonic boom sound is emitted in the air. This is not because the speed is too fast, but because any of the tiniest air molecules that come into contact with this character are annihilated!

Huge characters pressed into the tomb pit, smoke and dust filled the ground, and earthquake warnings sounded in the Huanghai City.

Boom!

A lightning flashed down from the sky, and some people seemed to have ignited in the smoke.

The battle seems to be drawn with a terminator.

However, Zhang Shuo did not call for a stop.

Because the information of the starving ghost on the system panel shows that he is not dead yet and is seriously injured when he is in his current state. If he is dying, Zhang Shuo will definitely stop the competition.

Zhang Shuo vaguely raised that the starving ghost should have the power to fight.

"Owner?"

The voice of Bixian sounded in Zhang Shuo's heart.

"How are the starving ghosts?" she asked.

The ghosts seemed to be worried that they would use too many attacks. If they beat the starving ghost to death, it would be bad. After all, this is just a competition.

They can't lose, but they don't want to kill the starving ghost inadvertently.

Zhang Shuo smiled faintly and said:

"You guys, be careful, that guy has a very hard bone."

"What?"

Bixian was a little surprised.

Their attacks that were so strong just now, especially the Bixian, had already used their strongest attacks. With this attack intensity, Zhang Shuo actually said to let them be careful?

Could it be said?

Bixian suddenly looked in the direction of the starving ghost.

However, the next moment, a darkness that even light could not penetrate suddenly appeared in front of her.

The area covered by the collapsed space is almost half the body of the Pen Xian.

Especially the judge's pen, a small piece was also shrouded in it.

"Click!"

Several slight cracks appeared on the judge's pen, but they resisted the cutting of this dark space. This was the first magic weapon to withstand the power of space.

However, the judge's pen was damaged, and the Bixian suddenly felt distracted, and he raised his head and sprayed a mouthful of black blood!

"puff!"

The black blood filled the sky with black fog. The Pen Fairy, who had lost half of her body, fell to the ground weakly.

Zhang Shuo's system panel displays:

Bixian, dying!

This time, Zhang Shuo was completely shocked.

The attack intensity of the starving ghost is so terrifying?

Bixian is an old half-step ghost king, only a thread away from the real ghost king. Moreover, with the Judge Pen, the real ghost king-level magic weapon, in his hand, he is almost invincible within the same realm!

She was actually starved to death and was beaten to death by a starving ghost?

The attack of the starving ghost is so terrifying?

Zhang Shuo's heart moved, and Bixian immediately did not take it back into the system space, and Zhang Shuo also exchanged a lot of healing things for her, spending more than 100,000 fear points.

Looking at the tomb pit again, Zhang Shuo's eyes became much more serious.

At this moment, almost everyone in the live broadcast room was about to explode.

"Wow, is my favorite sister Bixian dead?"

"The little half of the body is gone, probably he is dead, right?"

"Who is the origin of that ghost tied with a rope?"

“It’s so scary!”

"What is that darkness, why is it so powerful?"

"Who can tell me if Sister Bixian is dead?"

"In theory, the Bixian is also a ghost, so he shouldn't die, right?"

"Tell me quickly that's not true, my heart can't bear the blow!"

"Don't die if Immortal Pen!"

Zhang Shuo didn't expect that Bixian was so popular?

Why didn't I notice it when I appeared on the screen before?

"Owner?"

The weak voice of Bixian came, and Zhang Shuo said in a gentle voice:

"It's okay, you're fine, you're well prepared."

Zhang Shuo comforted Bixian and looked at it again. The battle had started again in the tomb pit.

Defeat two half-step ghost kings in succession, and the starved ghosts were in full swing.

He had already broken free from the rope of the hanged ghost and was radiant, but his belly was a little deformed.

The starving ghost burped.

He glanced at the ghosts around him and smiled:

"Come on, come on? Do you want to admit defeat? Your treatment will be reduced by 70% in the future!"

The starving ghost's look so worthy of beating made the ghosts itchy.

"Stop being arrogant!"

He rushes over with skin and divides his body, attacks left and right, and attacks the starving ghost fiercely.

The starving ghost was beaten to death without any power to fight back.

However, the starving ghost was beaten and laughed.

"Yes, right, that's it. Just use force, use force! Ahhhh!"

This humble voice made Zhang Shuo unable to help but give him a brick.

By the way...

Bricks!
Chapter completed!
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