"Ghost King??" Shen Aoming didn't have time to breathe, and with his red eyes and manic aura, he immediately locked onto the Ghost King.
The Ghost King responded indifferently, moving forward steadily like a dragon, approaching the monster. During the movement, his right hand rotated slowly and powerfully, and the chains were wrapped around his arms layer by layer, always keeping the chains wrapped around the 'monster's' throat.
Able to stay compact. After ten steps, he jumped into the air, ignoring the monster's frantic struggle, and stabbed the top of his head steadily. Then... he exerted force with his right hand, forcefully tearing the chain in his hand, causing it to wrap around the 'monster's' throat.
The chain tightened little by little.
The body of the 'monster' stiffened slightly, and the chain slowly embedded itself in the throat, squeezing the blood vessels, and the feeling of suffocation gradually became stronger. The effects of excessive blood loss also began to emerge at this time, and the intensity of the struggle decreased significantly.
"How dare you!!" Shen Aoming's eyes suddenly went crazy, and his slightly curled up body suddenly burst into flames. A terrible evil force swept across him, and he ran wildly, tumbling in the air, and shooting into the sky four or five meters over the rugged rocks.
High in the sky, he tumbled across the sky with force, and the clenched iron fist carried the terrifying energy like a stormy wave, and went straight to the ghost king above the 'monster'!!
A violent blow, a manic vent! Driven by the fierceness in his heart, Shen Aoming was completely explosive at this moment.
The Ghost King was indifferent and continued to tear at the chains, tightening the monster's throat bit by bit. The members of the surrounding Death God's left hand also tried their best to pull the chains to prevent them from breaking out of control and having no time to care about other situations.
Just when Shen Aoming was about to attack with anger, the old man wearing a red cloak suddenly stepped over, his right hand raised horizontally, and his slow and feeble movements seemed to draw a faint phantom.
Bang!! The fists and palms struck each other, like a muffled thunder exploding in mid-air. Shen Aoming's seemingly invincible and furious iron fist was intercepted by the old man. Even his body came to a halt due to the sudden obstruction, and he retreated in embarrassment.
Looking back at the old man, the chain under his feet sank suddenly, and the lonely soul at the end was violently pulled in. The old body took three steps back with a bang, and kept stamping on the chain.
But... there was no violent shaking in the upper part of the body, and even the raised right arm did not bend.
The strong and the weak are clearly distinguished! The old body actually contains such terrifying explosive power!
As the old man retreated, the two women who were always beside him shot towards him. The giant sword flew through the air, and the scepter smashed down. The fierceness contained fierceness.
"Fuck me!!" Shen Aoming was as violent as a beast. The scene in front of him stimulated his consciousness. All his emotions such as 'calmness' and 'seriousness' were replaced by madness, and he completely fell into a state of rage, an unprecedented rage.
state.
It was like a storm rising into the sky. No one could clearly see what was happening. The two women who came to attack them vomited blood and retreated at the same time, writhing in embarrassment. The fierce fighting power made the surrounding Death God's left hand frown and violently
The aura made the old man's face become slightly gloomy.
It was at this time that a subtle clicking sound came from the chains wrapped around the throat of the 'monster'. As the Ghost King suddenly exerted force, the 'monster''s struggle and roar were stagnated, and then...
limp……
"Take away!!" The ghost king slowly raised his lowered eyes, and his gloomy and sharp eyes were fixed on the once again violent Shen Aoming.
"Ghost King, you can't mess with this guy!!" Shen Aoming rushed towards him, his violent figure spinning rapidly in the air and hitting the Ghost King's head like a tornado.
"I'm glad to see you again, Shen Aoming!" The Ghost King's expression condensed, his body leaned forward slightly, his fists clenched tightly, and a sharp and bone-piercing aura silently surged. Before Shen Aoming's iron fist was about to
The moment it hit, the hands that had been preparing for a long time suddenly shot up.
Bang!! The two forces clashed in the air. Shen Aoming's offensive was unimpeded, his iron legs wreaked havoc, venting his unparalleled destructive power. The Ghost King's body swayed slightly, and all the impact force from Shen Aoming was absorbed, flowing through his hands.
The arms, body, and legs were all poured into it, and finally... it was fully bombarded on the shoulders of the 'monster' below.
The entire impact process passed in the blink of an eye, as Shen Aoming raged past, and the Ghost King floated away silently. Only the standing 'monster' knelt down and rolled out as if struck by lightning.
"Let's go!!" The zombies and others spun at full speed, tightly wrapping around the 'monster'. Then, two of them worked together to lift it up and quickly retreated into the circle surrounded by Death's left hand.
"Shen Aoming, we took this man away. If you want to get it back, come to my family to find me." The Ghost King said indifferently.
"I said, you can't mess with this guy!!" Shen Aoming stared at the Ghost King, and after a moment, he suddenly turned around and was surrounded by zombies and others.
"Be on guard!" The zombies and the others tensed up slightly. They all clenched their weapons and were fully on guard against Shen Aoming. They knew better than anyone how difficult and terrifying this 'beast' was.
"Tsk tsk, it's so lively!!" With a chuckle, Di Cheng slowly walked over from the edge of the mountain, his eyes swept over the chaotic battlefield, the ghost king, the left hand of the god of death, the 'monster', and finally settled on that
On the old man wearing a red cloak.
Huh? Who is this old guy? He seems familiar.
Di Cheng...are all here!! The ghost king's indifferent expression is slightly gloomy!
Where are the Skynet troops? Where is the white-haired witch? What are those guys doing?! Even a few people can’t stop her?
At this time, figures one after another flew from the bottom of the mountain. There were Seder and other Skynet members, the white-haired witch, Di Yunyi, Meiyan and Yaya, but Chen Bai and the others who were chasing in the forest were missing.
Group of five.
The scene in front of them made the people who rushed up a little surprised. No one expected to see Death's left hand hunting team here, including Seder and other Skynet members.
"Master? Why are you here?" The white-haired witch looked at the old man wearing a big cloak.
The old man smiled and nodded, and then... "Di Yunyi? Haha, old friends, we haven't seen each other for how many years. Tonight is really a good day for reunion."
Di Yunyi frowned slightly and carefully observed the old man. For a while, he couldn't find any trace of the old man in his memory.
"Don't remember me? Twenty years ago, we met, at King Yao's Mansion! At that time, you had just succeeded as the head of King Yao's Mansion." The old man had a warm face and a gentle tone, as if he was meeting an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
"It's you?" Di Yunyi suddenly remembered, but his expression was not one of surprise, but... solemnity.
"Haha, I didn't expect it. I didn't expect that Miao Jiang couldn't restrain its loneliness first, and then Tantric?" The old man took a deep look at Di Yunyi, looked around, looked at the quiet mountains and forests, and said with a smile: "You are the only one who came out of Tantric.
?After all the hard work, there needs to be a big shot. Who could it be?"
"Whoever you expect may be who you are. May your dreams come true."
"I was hoping for an old living Buddha, but unfortunately, I don't have much hope." The old man retracted his gaze, looked at the snow lion, and smiled with a complicated expression.
"Father, who is he?" Di Cheng asked quietly.
"Twenty years ago, he became the emperor!!" Di Yunyi had only one answer.
Twenty years ago??Becoming emperor?? Di Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, staring closely at the seemingly ordinary old man. Could it be an old monster within Skynet?
Skynet troops! Death's left hand! Plus the Ghost King! Skynet is so courageous!
For whom? Just for that ‘monster’?
"Dicheng, nice to meet you." The old man smiled back at Di Cheng, and did not look at him coldly or threaten him because of their hatred and conflicts.
Is it a city? Or is it calm?
According to common sense, this kind of talent is the most dangerous! What's more, the old monster who became the emperor twenty years ago, and now ten years later, how terrifying should he be?
"Dicheng, bring all your people out! As long as you can take him back, my life belongs to you!!" Shen Aoming's majestic and decisive voice sounded from the top of the mountain, clearly reaching everyone's ears, breaking the
Mutual visits and tense atmosphere.
And...as soon as these words came out, everyone's expression changed! All eyes were fixed on Shen Aoming.
This guy...is crazy??!!
"...Uh..." Di Chengzhi raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Aoming in surprise.
"Say it again, take him back! Take this life from me!!" Shen Aoming stared at the God of Death's left hand, speaking sternly, with restless breath and overwhelming fighting spirit.
The decisive tone, the majestic voice, what a heavy promise it contains, and behind the promise, what kind of... deep love and justice!
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