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Volume 2: Heavenly Dream Swamp Chapter 435: The Array Collapses

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    The art of golden escape!  !

    Yan Fusheng's eyesight was so great that when the prisoner's bone prison completely enveloped the golden demon, he immediately noticed that the golden demon with only one arm exposed actually conveyed the same rhythm as the rhythm produced by the golden escape before.  .  How could he not know that this golden demon was actually planning to escape.

    Without even thinking about it, the left hand shrouded in the sleeves suddenly stretched out, and a dark glazed color appeared on the palm. The palm burst out like a knife, and struck out towards the location of the Golden Demon like lightning.

    Click!  !

    quick!  profit!  !

    It is almost impossible to describe the terrifying power of this palm sword. At the moment when the palm sword was slashed out, a dark divine light was thrust into the void under the palm of the palm, and it was forcibly cut open without any hindrance. At a speed that the naked eye could not catch, it pierced through the air.  In a ten millionth of a second, he appeared strangely in the prison prison and slashed at the golden demon.  He was so fierce that he wanted to chop the Golden Demon in half on the spot.

    The world that was originally imprisoned by the Golden Demon seemed to be like a frivolous object to the sword, being easily cut open like tofu.  It was accompanied by a crisp sound.  The entire ball of golden light was split into two halves on the spot.

    "Ah!! Damn it, Golden Mouse, you actually dare to trick me. This devil will never spare you. No matter who you are, if you break my arm today, I will repay you a hundred times or a thousand times in the future. I will repay you a hundred times or a thousand times in the future."  The mainland is waiting for you in thirteen days.¡±

    In the golden light, a furious roar came out.

    That voice was full of anger and murderous intent.

    brush!  !

    ??Looking at the Prisoner's Bone Prison, a golden arm fell directly down. While falling, a glass crystal hand immediately pinched it in his hand and quickly absorbed it.

    Holding the arm in his hand, Yan Fusheng's eyes flashed with a deep look.  Looking at the location where the Golden Demon escaped in the void, there was not much change on the surface, but in his heart, there was a trace of solemnity, and he thought secretly: "What a Golden Demon, so alert, and immediately escaped as soon as he sensed danger. This cunning,  In the future, he will definitely be a formidable enemy, but unfortunately, he was not able to kill him completely this time."

    Looking at the broken arm, my heart is not at peace.

    Thirty-three-day continent, another thirty-three-day continent.

    The more you hear, the more you hear.  Yan Fusheng felt more and more that the Thirty-Three Heavens Continent.  I'm afraid it's the whole world.  The real place of action.  Geniuses from all over the world, peerless monsters, and supreme geniuses all gather there, and they will surely explode into world-shattering glory.  All the worlds are just a simple start.

    The real stage.  It will only be in the Thirty-Three Heavens Continent.

    An unspeakable fighting spirit grew crazily in his body, and endless fighting spirit emerged in his mind: "When I set foot on the Thirty-Three Heavens Continent, I will definitely climb the highest peak and set foot on the most terrifying forbidden land. Fight the strongest  A proud genius, drink the strongest wine, sleep with the most beautiful woman, and see who is in charge of the ups and downs in the world!!"

    A supreme belief has taken root in my mind in an instant and is taking root.

    "Damn it, that Golden Demon is so cunning. He has been hiding in the Golden Qi since he appeared, ready to escape at any time. Grandpa Jin is so mad at you."

    Jin Wuque¡¯s eyes were full of disbelief, and he immediately beat his chest and feet, screamed and cursed, and saliva flew from his mouth.

    The Golden Demon was so cautious, even he didn't expect it.  Secretly yelling, saying that I am a golden mouse, and you are the real golden mouse. You just run away immediately at the slightest sign of trouble. Damn it, do you still have any backbone?  I'm furious.

    Click!  !

    Just when Jin Wuque was furious, suddenly, he saw that the eight ancient gates that suppressed all directions suddenly began to collapse, and the cracks on it continued to expand at an alarming speed, and the killing sound came from inside.  , becoming more and more terrifying, countless blood seeping out from the cracks.  It looks extremely penetrating.

    "Your Majesty, no, the eight formations can no longer hold up!!"

    Zhuge, who had been standing on the general stage, kept waving the feather fan in a mysterious trajectory, as if he was scolding Fang Qiu on the boundless battlefield and controlling the expedition of thousands of armies.  Exuding Ling Ran's general aura.  It seems that he has been running the eight formations with his mind, directing the battle in the formation.

    Poof!  !

    At this moment, the arm that was waving the feather fan suddenly stopped, and his body felt like it was struck by lightning, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.  The blood is black. The ghost clan creates a ghost body. Although there is blood in the body, it is dead blood and has no great use. However, if it is sprayed out, it affects its own origin.  It was a sign that the ghost body had been severely damaged.

    And after spitting out this mouthful of reverse blood, the look on Zhuge's face instantly turned pale, like a piece of white paper.

    Yan Fusheng saw the cracks on the ancient door and knew in his heart that he was afraid that at this moment the formation diagram would be destroyed.The water cannot be sustained and will break in an instant. Looking at the ditches in the underworld, one after another, green water is also pouring in quickly. However, the speed of generation is still not too fast, and there are still four points.  One of the ditches has never been irrigated by the water of the Yellow Spring.

    He frowned slightly and quickly issued an order in his mouth: "Crow, let all the weak water be swallowed and refined by the Eye of Underworld. Jin Wuque, immediately extract a water attribute spiritual vein from the treasure house and pour it into the Eye of Underworld.  Zhuge, collect his eight formations, collect all the remaining soldiers, and evacuate without making fearless sacrifices. Rely on the Huangquan Holy River to temporarily block foreign enemies."

    Every word, every word, exudes unquestionable majesty and is transmitted to the entire underworld.

    "yes!!"

    Without any hesitation, Zhuge and others agreed at the same time.

    Jin Wuque screamed strangely, and quickly took out a jade box in his hand, opened the jade box, and suddenly, a light blue dragon shadow was imprisoned. The dragon shadow was like an illusion, but it was like substance, exuding substance.  However, Long Ying's aura seemed a bit decadent.

    This is a spiritual vein!  !

    A middle-grade spiritual vein with magical attributes.

    It is the spiritual vein that was just forcibly captured from the underground sect from the Yangjian Sect.  It was sealed in the jade box and could not be dealt with in the future. At this moment, it was taken out without any hesitation.

    hold head high!  !

    In an instant, the spiritual vein was thrown directly towards the Huangquan Water Eye. The dragon shadow in the water eye did not even hesitate. As he opened his mouth, he fiercely pulled the spiritual vein in, bit by bit, and kept tearing and devouring it.  Go down.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? !

    Streams of green spring water emerged at an astonishing speed, and with every breath, the ditch was quickly irrigated and filled.  The speed is so fast and even more violent.

    ¡°Withdraw!!¡±

    And at this moment, when the cracks appearing on the eight gates reached their extreme, suddenly, a shout came out of Zhuge's mouth, and the feather fan in his hand was quickly waved towards the ancient gate.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? !

    The eight ancient gates roared for a while, and then they suddenly dissipated into the air and turned into eight formation diagrams, which emerged directly from the void and quickly broke through the air towards Zhuge on the spot. As soon as the formation diagram vibrated, a  A large army spewed out quickly and landed directly in front of the general stage.

    "Kill! Kill! Kill!! Kill all the enemies. Anyone who dares to touch the underworld is an enemy of us."

    "Kill, even if it means death, you have to tear off a piece of flesh from their bodies."

    "Fight for the underworld, fight for Your Majesty, kill! Kill! Kill!!"

    A famous soldier general was filled with evil energy, his eyes were full of blood red, and he made a decisive killing sound from his mouth. He waved his soldiers in his hands and quickly glanced around.  The look in his eyes seemed to be driven to madness by war.  Every one of them was covered with hideous wounds.  Densely packed and extremely terrifying.

    Look at the military souls. There were originally 300,000 military souls, but only less than 200,000 were left. Moreover, the remaining ones were all filled with evil aura, but their figures had become vaguely illusory.  There seems to be a possibility of destruction.

    This is a sign that the ghost body has been severely damaged and will completely collapse at any time.

    The army of three million undead skeletons fought fiercely until less than a million were left, and there were broken bodies everywhere.  Terrifying cracks appeared on the body's skeleton, and even the soul fire in his mind flickered on and off, as if it was about to extinguish at any moment.

    Of the 100,000 zombie army, only 50,000 still remain.

    "The millions of underworld monks who followed behind and entered the formation suffered heavy casualties. Less than a million were fought, and all of them stood bathed in blood.

    Even after breaking away from the formation diagram, they still haven't completely recovered from the battle. They glanced around fiercely one by one, as if they wanted to choose people to devour, and they would be destroyed at any time.

    ???????????????????? Boom!  !

    At the same time, on the outskirts of the underworld, in the void, countless monks and abyssal warriors emerged like locusts and fell down quickly. Each one of them had a look of madness and greed in their eyes.

    "Kill, the formation has been broken, the last barrier of the underworld has been shattered, today is the day when the underworld turns to nothing, overthrow the underworld."

    "Quickly, rush to the underworld, and in one go, completely wipe out the underworld army, kill the King of Hell, and seize the artifact."

    From the mouths of many monks, bursts of shouts rose into the sky and fell outside the underworld.  Looking ferociously into the underworld.

    The clamor outside brought an unspeakable pressure. After Yan Fusheng glanced at it, his eyes fell directly on the broken arm in his hand. On the broken arm, strands of golden light flickered, emitting a fierceThe radiance seemed to cause the surrounding golden energy to fluctuate from time to time, trying to pour into the severed arm.

    "Although I didn't completely catch the Golden Demon, I cut off this broken arm and relied on the Golden Demon's origin contained in the broken arm to merge into the lungs. I have condensed the heart, spleen, kidneys, and liver. Relying on the five elements' mutual generation and mutual restraint, I may not  There is no chance for the lungs to be resuscitated and completely tempered."

    "The golden ghost's body condenses the lungs!!"

    Yan Fusheng's eyes flashed with confidence. He didn't care at all about the monks who kept appearing around him. With a thought, he raised his hand and pressed the severed arm directly towards the lungs without hesitation.
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