On the huge tomb in the Death Jedi, the Ghost King saw all the scenes at the foot of the Black Mountain. When he saw that Wu could actually advance and retreat into the Death Jedi unimpeded, his pupils suddenly opened wide.
Unable to move forward, he suddenly woke up and chased out without saying a word.
"grandfather…"
Jiashu, who was knocked away by Shura onto the Shining Sky, saw the Ghost King chasing after him without saying a word, so he shouted and followed him.
"You stay!"
Seeing Jiashu following him, the Ghost King stopped Jiashu and continued: "Listen to me, old man, everyone in this desperate situation will be rescued by Zhao Qingzhu. By then, no matter what he wants, you just do it."
"What?"
Jiashu stared, the man who inherited the battle spirit of the Great Evil King is here too?
Although he heard the movement at the foot of the Black Mountain, he did not have the cultivation level of a ghost king to be able to sense everything within a thousand miles. Therefore, he did not know that the movement at the foot of the Black Mountain was created by Zhao Qingzhu and his group, and he was even more ignorant.
I don’t know, but at the foot of the Black Mountain, something terrible has happened! Now that he suddenly heard the Ghost King’s words, how could he adapt to it?
However, just when he stared, the Ghost King disappeared.
Losing the trace of the Ghost King, Jiashu had no choice but to stop.
When he stopped, he realized that he had arrived at the tomb due to his desperate pursuit.
Opposite him stood Shura, who was filled with the aura of death.
"hello."
Looking at Shura standing opposite him, Jiashu smiled and said hello, and stepped back unconsciously.
Shura surprisingly did not take action against him, but looked up at the looming Black Mountain in front of him, and the painful look on his face gradually disappeared.
"roar!"
Suddenly, Shura raised his head and roared, and the endless and vast breath of death suddenly burst out from his body, instantly covering a hundred feet in radius. The eardrum-numbing roar echoed for a long time, spreading throughout every death Jedi for a hundred thousand miles.
A corner.
At the foot of the Black Mountain, Zhao Qingzhu suddenly woke up when he heard this sudden roar, then turned around and looked in the direction of the tomb.
But the distance was too far, and what he saw was nothing but lush branches and leaves shrouded in death!
Glancing at the direction where the roar came from, Zhao Qingzhu raised his head to Demon Tree and asked in his heart: "Demon Tree, do you know there is nothing you can do?"
"I've never heard of it, but the smell is very familiar."
"How familiar?"
"Can't tell."
"All right!"
Zhao Qingzhu withdrew his mind, turned around silently, and secretly thought in his heart: "Impossible!"
After sorting out his mood, Zhao Qingzhu looked at Da Chongjiu and others. Seeing that everyone looked extremely strange, he suddenly smiled and said: "What? Are you scared of being helpless?"
"Brother Qingzhu," Da Chongjiu took a step forward and whispered: "He took away the giant scissors..."
"It's okay, I can just grab it back later."
"Yes," Huang Yuprio took over the words and said, "I remember that the giant scissors have merged with the big brother. As long as the big brother calls, the giant scissors should return to the big brother!"
"I tried." Zhao Qingzhu's smile remained unchanged.
"It's useless?" Huang Yuprio stared, and a trace of shock flashed across his face. That person actually cut off the connection between Ju Shen and Zhao Qingzhu?
"It's because I rely too much on giant scissors."
Zhao Qingzhu sighed secretly, and then said: "One day, I will let everything that does not belong to me leave me, and use the power that truly belongs to me to do what I want to do."
"Let's go!"
After looking around at everyone, Zhao Qingzhu stopped lingering and turned around to walk out.
On the tomb, Shura's roar was still the same, and his roar echoed everywhere in the Death Jedi with a radius of 100,000 miles. The terrifying sound waves even shocked the birds and beasts in the Death Jedi to rush out crazily, heading towards death like crazy.
More than 100,000 Jedi warriors rushed forward.
For a time, the warriors from all walks of life who were trapped in the dead end were unable to move forward. With the appearance of these frightened birds and beasts, they gradually entered a desperate situation.
Guided by this terrifying roar, Zhao Qingzhu led everyone quickly towards the tomb.
"Can you stop screaming?"
Jiashu, who was shocked by the terrifying sound waves and had blood rolling in his heart, was in unspeakable pain. Under the aura of death, he could not leave the tomb at all and could only endure the torture of the terrifying sound waves.
After roaring, the blood boiling in his body rushed out, and it spurted out of his mouth with a 'pop' sound.
Seeing Jiashu squirting precariously and almost falling down, Shura was surprisingly obedient and stopped shouting.
Just as he stopped yelling, he suddenly held his head in his hands, and the pain on his face became more and more intense.
"Uh-huh..."
In the end, he still couldn't resist the turbulent and chaotic memories in his mind, so he looked up to the sky and roared again.
This was great, Jiashu spit out a blood arrow and then fell to the ground.
"Where did the monster come from!"
At this moment, a loud shout rang out from the dense forest opposite the tomb, and then a figure flashed out with lightning, heading towards Shura who was looking up to the sky and roaring.
"No!"
Seeing the person coming, he rushed towards Shura. Jiashu, who fell to the ground, quickly shouted.
when!
The shouts did not stop the people who came down, and with a crisp sound, a long sword flashing with energy ripples struck Shura on the shoulder.
"Um?"
The long roar stopped suddenly, and then Shura slowly turned his head and looked at the long sword that was slashed on his shoulder.
"Ye Feng!"
Jiashu also saw the person coming clearly at this moment, shouted, stood up with all his strength, and said hurriedly: "Get back!"
"Haha, it turns out to be Jiashu Niu'er."
Ye Feng, who had no sense of danger, glanced at Jiashu, and then said: "Don't be afraid, I will take you away after I kill this monster!"
Bang…
As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, a shocking crashing sound suddenly came out, and then, Ye Feng spat out a mouthful of blood like lightning and shot it out like lightning.
Click!
A big tree broke apart and fell to the ground at the same time as the leaf maple shot out.
Before Ye Feng could get up, Shura appeared next to him in a flash, and then held his face in front of his shocked gaze.
"Damn it!"
In desperation, Ye Feng cursed loudly and stabbed Shura in the heart with the long sword in his hand.
There was a crisp sound, and the tip of the sword broke off, but Shura was intact.
"Holy shit..."
Seeing that the long sword could not hurt Shura at all, it even broke. Ye Feng's eyes widened with shock written all over his face. Is this guy an indestructible body, and the long sword with domineering power can't hurt him at all?
"Hey…"
Shura, who was completely in a violent state, looked at Ye Feng without blinking. After sticking out his tongue and licking the corner of his lower lip, he lifted Ye Feng up and hung him in the air!
Before Ye Feng could react, he raised his fist high and struck out suddenly.
Bang…
The fist hit Ye Feng's stomach in response, and the violent force immediately lifted him up. After a mouthful of blood spurted out, Ye Feng fainted.
A being as powerful as Ye Feng had no chance of counterattack under his simple, direct, violent attack. It is not difficult to imagine how many strong men have died in his hands and become his mouthpiece in the past ten thousand years.
Chinese and American food.
After knocking Ye Feng unconscious, Shura raised the corner of his lower lip again, then opened his bloody mouth and bit Ye Feng's head!