There are many dangers, and death is imminent. If you don't escape, you will definitely die.
Wang Fu looked in the direction of Baiqilang. This fierce ghost turned into a huge cloud, squirming as fast as a shuttle. Hundreds of slender limbs were waving, and they were able to catch each one accurately. No one could escape.
Some evil ghosts try to turn into air currents so that the opponent cannot catch them, but Hyakushirō is not a vegetarian. When the ghost melon is grasped, the air currents are crushed into balls and cannot escape from his palm.
Hyakuchiro is a top fierce ghost and a cultivator of music. Facing such a huge monster as a fierce ghost, he also faced despair. He persisted for a moment longer than others of his kind, but was eventually eaten by Hyakuchiro.
"Don't even think about running away."
Wang Fu even saw a powerful practitioner of Ququ, with a large golden light emerging from his feet, and he used escape techniques to escape.
He saw that he had passed a house and was about to disappear out of sight.
Hyakushirō glanced at it, raised a ghost melon, and its six spike-like nails instantly ejected from the body, turning into black shadows and penetrating through the buildings.
"boom!"
After a few breaths, six nails penetrated the house, caught up with the cultivator who was riding the golden light, and shot it into a ball of red mist.
Damn it, I can't escape.
Wang Fu took a deep breath, took advantage of the chaos to roll on the spot, took off his ghost disguise, and regained his identity as a practitioner.
Houses collapsed and the ground cracked everywhere around us. Ghosts and practitioners desperately cast spells in an attempt to gain a chance of survival. However, in the face of the evil ghosts, it was all in vain.
"You all die."
Seeing that the efficiency of the massacre was slow, Hyakushirō released the ghost realm on the spot to cover all the ghosts in the area.
This is not possible.
In desperation, Wang Fu desperately stacked up the Bright Light Spell, and in just a short moment, he created a solar pot.
"You only get one chance."
Wang Fu took a few deep breaths, and just a few dozen meters in front of him, long limbs dropped like a crane, snatched away three or five cultivators, and threw them into Bai Qilang's mouth, causing blood to splash everywhere.
"middle"
This angle was advantageous. Wang Fu stood firm, held up the solar pot, and glared at Bai Qilang's eyes.
The intense beam of light hit the two eyeballs in the middle, and compared to each other, they looked like toothpicks stuck in watermelons.
Although the toothpick is small, it hurts when it is poked.
Baiqilang was eating happily, and Leng Buding's eyes stung, and his vision went blank for an instant.
"good chance."
Wang Fu instantly activated his wind movement technique, and cold sweat broke out on his body as soon as he took a step. It was so exciting.
He was not sure when the opponent would regain his sight, but opportunities were hard to come by, and he could only run as far as he could.
"who is it?"
Hyakushirō covered his eyes, his chest and back suddenly split open, he opened dozens of eyes and glanced in all directions.
"I x."
Wang Fu could even open his eyes even if he cursed loudly? He wouldn't be able to survive at all.
In this way, the opponent's vision will be broader, and with hundreds of pairs of limbs, the area can be swept more efficiently.
"Hakushirō, how dare you be so presumptuous?"
Da Chaofeng and the other six fierce ghosts finally arrived belatedly.
Now, there are seven fierce ghosts, and the power they inadvertently emit makes this space even more oppressive.
Thump thump thump.
One after another, ghost cultivators couldn't bear it and fell to the ground on the spot.
Wang Fu was stunned for a moment, looked around, rolled his eyes, and lay down.
He is best at pretending to be dead, but the location is wrong. The battle between seven evil ghosts is no joke. The aftermath alone can turn the ground in this area over and over and plow it hundreds of times.
Wang Fu could foresee that if he couldn't escape in time and his fake death turned into real death, he would end up with a handful of minced flesh.
Still need to be prepared.
He secretly stacked the mountain talismans, arranged them in a split-lattice talisman formation, and hid them in his chest, ready to be activated at any time.
There are never too many ways to save one's life.
Wang Fu stared at the life candle. It was two feet and two inches long. His fortune was astonishing. No matter how he looked at it, he would not die in vain here.
"Hakushirō, if you destroy my ghost market, don't expect to die happily."
Dachaofeng was very angry. Several big yakshas jointly invested in the ghost market, and each family had a share. Everyone would share the money they made on weekdays. If they lost money, they would naturally share the shares.
The land is now in a miserable state, with numerous casualties and casualties, and blood loss is a foregone conclusion.
Therefore, the anger of the other six fierce ghosts is not less than his.
"Why are you still talking nonsense to him?"
Qiong Zheng roared angrily, and countless black shadows flew out, densely packed like raindrops, and landed on Bai Qilang.
The black shadow clung tightly to his body and bit him madly, causing Hyakushirō to cry out in pain.
"Want to eat me?"
Bai Qilang swayed, his limbs collapsed, and they were about to disperse into air currents.
However, the black shadow emitted by Qiong Zheng was like the maggot of time bone, turning into black energy and clinging to it.
It was a real eye-opener for Wang Fu. Sure enough, ghosts are well aware of the habits of the same kind, and their methods of restraint are more diverse and comprehensive.
"Get out of my way."
Bai Qilang roared angrily, and a gray ball flew out from his heart, spinning a few times and emitting gray light.
Swipe and pull.
Wherever the gray light passed, the black shadow quickly shrank and fell to the ground, like a snakehead fish.
"Gray Tai Chi."
When the emperor saw him, he screamed in surprise.
This thing is a famous ghost treasure. When the ghost tribe was destroyed, the ghosts searched it many times but couldn't find it. I didn't expect to see it today.
"Hundred Qilang, I can't spare you even more today."
Hyakushirō has Gray Taichi, and no matter how powerful he is, he is still a fierce ghost. Together with the six ghosts, they will definitely be able to win.
"brush."
Gray Tai Chi rotated, and the ground suddenly shook, and gray shadows scattered all over the sky.
The great dynasty was surrounded by fierce ghosts, and they all used their methods to resist the opponent's attacks.
In addition, the ghosts and practitioners who were knocked down by them finally encountered disaster.
As soon as Gray Tai Chi comes out, the evil ghosts will try their best to resist it, let alone all the living beings under the evil ghosts.
"Snapped."
Wang Fu saw that there were red flowers and black flowers blooming continuously. The red ones were living people and the black ones were ghosts. Anyone who was hit by the gray shadow would not even have time to make a sound and would be blown to pieces on the spot.
"not good!"
This is a large-scale, indiscriminate attack, and no one can escape.
The long-prepared method was instantly activated, and a luminous turtle shell rose up from Wang Fu's body. In each grid, a mountain shadow emerged.
"Boom!"
By coincidence, a gray shadow fell right on Wang Fu.
I support it!
Wang Fu gritted his teeth and channeled his magic power with all his strength, but he heard the mountains collapse and the ground crack, and the phantoms of the mountains collapsed.
We must not allow the gray shadow to wreak havoc and break this layer of defense.
He became fierce and instantly turned on the desperate mode. He cast the Mountain Talisman continuously in one breath and added turtle shells to his body.
Mountain shadows collapsed one after another and rose again randomly.
Then, Wang Fu found that he was sinking. Gray Shadow's huge force could not break the turtle shell for the time being, but it was pushing him underground inch by inch.
The surrounding light began to dim, and even the sounds disappeared.
"Turtle Breath."
Wang Fu took a deep breath and was blasted hundreds of meters underground under the huge bombardment, completely falling into darkness.
Fortunately, he was still alive, and the turtle shell shattered with great force, leaving only the thickness of a piece of paper.
Darkness was squeezing towards him from all directions.
At this point, wanting to breathe is an illusion. Fortunately, he has the Turtle Breathing Skill and can be buried in the soil for several days.
Deep underground is relatively safer, at least it is difficult for the aftermath to reach such a deep place.
After this period of time, the fighting outside should have ended long ago.