"My Hundred Ghost Territory Monsters are the condensed souls of those who were killed by me. Every inch and every inch is full of murderous intent. Even if a Martial Lord falls into
Among them, I am also confident that I will kill him and make him one of the countless evil spirits."
"Ye Lingtian, I know that you dominate Sichuan Province and are a genius master in the Chinese martial arts world, but today, you forced me!"
"For the rest of the time, just enjoy your last life in this land of hundreds of ghosts!"
The Black Witch God's voice was extremely crazy. This hundred ghosts were the most powerful and widest attack range among the Maoshan Forbidden Techniques he had learned. He used evil techniques to refine the spiritual power of the dead into ghosts and ghosts.
Ghosts can devour living beings and corrode the mind.
He is confident that with his move, even if the "Four Ultimates" come in person, they will never be able to escape easily. He is 90% sure of killing the other martial masters in the formation. Although Ye Chen is powerful
, but in his heart, there is still a huge gap between him and the "Four Ultimates". Let Ye Chen die in this formation, he has extremely strong self-confidence.
Although this move is powerful, every time it is used, it will shorten his life span and consume his cultivation and essence. If it weren't for Ye Chen being "aggressive" and not letting him leave, he would not have used this move.
But now that the special move has been released, there is no way he can hold back any more. This hundred ghosts are the graveyard he has prepared for Ye Chen.
He was in the darkness, like a god who controlled everything. In the following time, he would watch Ye Chen being gradually eroded by the ghosts, and finally turned into a skeleton and skin, becoming the nourishment of hundreds of ghosts.
The black air rolled around, and everything that came into sight was darkness. Ye Chen had long since disappeared.
Xiao Wenyue, who was leaning against the wall, finally woke up because the surrounding temperature dropped and it was bitingly cold.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she was almost scared to death.
There was only endless darkness in front of her. She seemed to be in the underworld. Countless ghosts were floating and howling in the air. Pale skeleton faces were so close. She could feel that her blood and heart were almost condensing.
.
Has she ever seen such a doomsday scene before? This is simply Shura Purgatory!
"ah!"
Despair swallowed her up, and countless evil ghosts were approaching her. She almost subconsciously shouted out a name hidden in her heart.
"Ye Chen, where are you!"
She exhausted all her strength and shouted in the darkness. At this most desperate moment, at the moment when she needed the most protection, what he thought of was not Chu Chenguang, not the noble disciples who had pursued her, but the least.
The eye-catching Ye Chen.
The darkness remained as it always was, and the evil ghost's approach did not stop at all. Xiao Wenyue's eyes were dull, and she was half-kneeling on the ground, having given up the desire to survive.
"Is this time really the end of my life?"
Tears rolled out of her eyes and she murmured.
"It's a pity that I only know now how important you are in my heart!"
The temperature dropped lower and lower, and Xiao Wenyue, who was already extremely weak, could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
Just when these evil ghosts and evil spirits were about to surround and devour her, a warmth suddenly swept over her from the side, cheering her up.
"Um?"
Xiao Wenyue opened her eyes with difficulty, only to hear a strange soft sound, her beautiful eyes trembled, and her eyes were filled with raging fire.
A brilliant wave of fire seemed to come across the Milky Way, sweeping across the darkness and spreading rapidly like a spark of fire igniting a prairie fire.
Black mist, ghosts, innocent souls, everything in this darkness is like the fuel of a flame. Wherever the flame passes, everything is ignited, like a long rainbow, continuous and dispelling the darkness.
Xiao Wenyue's eyes were filled with gorgeous and beautiful flames. Even though she was only a few feet away from these flames, she did not feel any burning or heat. Instead, she felt a warm feeling and felt comfortable all over her body.
The previous fear and coldness all dissipated at this moment, her body softened, her eyes drooped, and she fell into a deep sleep again.
At the last moment when she closed her eyes, she saw something extremely clear. In the flames, a body stood like a spear, straight and firm, like an invincible god of war controlling the flames, its power was world-shaking.
"Who is that? Who is it?"
With this question, she fell into a deep sleep again.
"It's just ridiculous that a small formation with no real power wants to take my life!"
"I can destroy hundreds of ghosts and monsters with one hand!"
An indifferent voice came through the darkness, making the Black Witch God freeze.
Isn't this voice none other than Ye Chen?
He has already used Hundred Ghosts to trap Ye Chen. At this moment, Ye Chen should be tired of dealing with those vicious ghosts that bite people, so why can he still speak easily?
Just as he was stunned, a beam of flame suddenly broke through the darkness, dispersing all the black mist, forming a passage.
In the passage, Ye Chen strode out with steady and powerful steps. A brilliant flame rose up from his palm, and the surrounding fire waves jumped with cheers, as if welcoming his master.
"You...are you the real fire of samadhi?"
The Black Witch God was extremely frightened, and the fear in his eyes was rising bit by bit. He, a hundred ghosts, was the most evil and evil, and the Samadhi True Fire was the ultimate nemesis of evil things in the world.
"This is the sky-devouring dragon flame that I refined myself. It is the true fire of samadhi. How can it be as good as it?"
Ye Chen responded proudly and stood in front of the Black Witch God.
The sky-devouring dragon flame is the fire of heaven and earth that he nurtured with the sky-devouring profound energy. It is born from heaven and earth, but breaks out of the constraints of heaven and earth. It has infinite power. It is the supreme nemesis of evil heretics. Even the true fire of Samadhi is inferior.
A bargain!
"Flame breath annihilating hand!"
The next moment, Ye Chen let out a low cry, pulled his palm, and the fire wave rolled back. The extremely rich darkness seemed extremely fragile and vulnerable to a blow. In just one thought, it had been burned away.
"I can burn even eight wastelands with one hand. This is your burial place!"
After Ye Chen finished speaking, he waved out his palm, and countless flames rushed out, turning into a big hand made of flames, and grabbed the black witch god.
This magic master who rebelled from Maoshan and practiced countless evil arts did not even have time to resist. He was swallowed up by the big hands of flames on the spot. His body, bones, meridians, and clothes were vaporized and burned in an instant, leaving only
A wisp of black smoke rose into the sky.
Everything fell into silence, as if the Black Witch God had never appeared in the world without leaving even the slightest trace.
Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and he retracted his five fingers, and a wave of fire filled the sky. As if under some kind of guidance, he retracted them, turned into a small flame between his fingers, and finally disappeared.
Sending and receiving by heart and controlling freely, this is the state of Ye Chen's fire control at this moment!
The most incredible thing is that the flames dispersed the darkness and covered a wide area, but all the furnishings in the house showed no trace of being burned, and Xiao Wenyue was unscathed.
Ye Chen lowered his head and possessed her, conveying a ray of sky-devouring profound energy to her, dispelling the coldness in her body, and prepared to take her away.
But he suddenly thought of what He Huimin said to him today.
"Yueyue has always liked you!"
He frowned, suddenly changed his mind, and took out Xiao Wenyue's cell phone.
Fortunately, Xiao Wenyue's mobile phone did not have a password. He opened the address book, found Chu Chenguang's number, and dialed it.
"Xiao Wenyue is in the boiler room of an abandoned factory in the eastern suburbs. If you want to save her, bring someone here quickly!"
Ye Chen changed his voice with inner strength and hung up the phone after speaking. After clearing the traces on his phone, he jumped and climbed up to the high tower of the abandoned factory.