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Text Chapter 1160 The Situation of Mass Graves

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    puff!  puff!  puff!

    Wei Hong's whole body seemed to have been hit hard by a copper wall. The terrifying force made Wei Hong feel like a kite that had lost its string. The endless sharp blades made Wei Hong's whole body bleed. He looked miserable.  Incomparable.

    At the moment of flying upside down, Wei Hong had no time to react. A sharp palm grabbed directly at Wei Hong, as if the space was completely locked, and Wei Hong's eyes also showed a trace of solemnity.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    A sharp look flashed in Wei Hong's eyes, and he kicked hard and stepped heavily on the ground. Then, his whole person was like a kite with a short string, running crazily towards the distance.  It was impossible for Wei Hong to stop the coming momentum.

    Because of this, Wei Hong took almost one thousandth of a breath, gritted his teeth and withstood the huge impact, and ran madly forward. The bright golden light radiated from his body, a low roar, and the knife shot into the sky.  The intention stirred up the space, causing Wei Hongchun to breathe for a moment and then rushed out.

    Huh!

    The purple-robed old man behind him showed a look of surprise and let out a soft sigh. He obviously didn't expect Wei Hong to be able to break out of his blockade. His face was extremely gloomy and he shouted coldly: "I want to take a look, you."  How long can it last?¡±

    After the words fell, the ground seemed to be shortened in an instant, shrinking to an inch, taking one step forward, and when he reappeared, he was suddenly in front of Wei Hong, his eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, and the aura on his body seemed to be like that of Hong Wei.  Like a spring, Wei Hong felt great pressure.

    Poof!

    Wei Hong spurted out a mouthful of blood, such intense pressure.  This left Wei Hong with no way to resist.  A first-level holy level cultivation.  It's not something Wei Hong can resist now.

    Roar!

    I could only see the purple-robed old man looming behind him, and a huge roc was condensed by the purple-robed old man. The roc, which was condensed with true energy, roared repeatedly, and the surrounding space seemed to be shattered in an instant.  Come, the endless fragments are easily danced by Dapeng, like sharp blades.  A violent storm swept towards Wei Hong.

    Wei Hong's expression was extremely solemn, but there was no trace of panic on his face. His eyes were shining with endless light. Looking at the purple-robed old man's attack, Wei Hong suddenly stepped on the ground, and his hands formed complex marks.  , giant dragons transformed into each other in an instant, blasting towards the purple-robed old man.

    Boom!

    Boom!

    Boom!

    Attacks again and again, violent collisions.  The blood in Wei Hong's mouth spurted out as if he wanted no money.  His expression was extremely pale. The purple-robed old man shook his head slightly, with a trace of ridicule in his eyes. A giant claw formed from his right hand was grabbing at Wei Hong.

    At this time, the old man in purple robe blocked the space around Wei Hong. He wanted to kill Wei Hong with a direct blow. He didn't want to waste any more trouble. After all, for Wei Hong, the genius of the human race, Zipao  The old man is a descendant of the Peng Demon King. Although they do not belong to the beast spirit world now, as one of the seven great saints of the demon clan, they naturally have considerable hatred for the human race, and they naturally want to strangle everything.

    Poof!  puff!  puff!

    The space shattered, and the purple-robed old man's expression became extremely ugly, because there was no scene of blood flying everywhere, just an afterimage shattered. The purple-robed old man turned around fiercely, and could only see a few hundred meters away.  , Wei Hong's slightly embarrassed figure flashed, and at the same time he ran away crazily towards the distance.

    ¡°What a cunning boy.¡±

    The purple-robed old man gave a soft drink, and the murderous intent in his eyes was even more fierce. He did not expect that with his holy level cultivation, he did not kill Wei Hong. This was simply a shame for the purple-robed old man.

    "Sir, what should I do?"

    At this time, several figures also appeared behind the old man in purple robes. One of them was a short man. At this time, there was a hint of worry in his eyes, and he asked in a deep voice.

    "Jinfeng was killed because his skills were inferior to those of others. I, a descendant of the Demon King Peng, with a half-step holy level cultivation, could not even kill an eighth-level human king, so he deserved to be killed." The old man in purple robes said.  With disdain flashing in his eyes, he said coldly.

    "But, which side is the Presbyterian Church" Another person said with a slight worry at this time.

    "Humph, he is just a seed, nothing more. The top priority now is to kill Wei Hong. Since I, the descendant of the Peng Demon King, are going to come out again, we must become the leader of the demon clan."

    The old man in purple snorted coldly, and then said quickly: "Stop talking nonsense, let's go, and follow that boy now."

    ??????????????????????????????????He stepped on the ground so hard that he was as fast as thunder and lightning, chasing Wei Hong in the direction where he disappeared. Several other people looked at each other, shook their heads slightly, and hurriedly followed.

    Poof!

    Wei Hong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and all the internal organ fragments were vomited out by Wei Hong. At this time, Wei Hong clearly felt that all his bones seemed to have been completely shattered. Even now, Wei Hong only relied on  Hanging with a breath.

    The spiritual vein in the Pearl of Hades was absorbed by Wei Hong crazily and greedily, and the Demon King's Regeneration Technique was being performed even more rapidly. However, Wei Hong's injuries were still slow, and the figures of the purple-robed old men behind him were getting worse and worse.  As it got closer, Wei Hong felt even more anxious.

    The gloomy and terrifying cemeteries around them exuded strong resentment, but Wei Hong didn't feel anything. However, what he didn't notice was that underneath the cemetery, the rich corpse aura was rapidly condensing.  The entire mass grave mound is like a huge blood pool under the ground. The rich corpse energy will make even a strong man with holy level cultivation lose his mind instantly when he comes here.

    Roar!  Roar!  Roar!

    Sounds like cries of wronged souls came out from the extremely rich, fog-like corpse gas, making people feel the scalp was extremely numb. At this time, the soul bodies were condensed quickly,  At the same time, he seemed to be reporting the situation to the center.

    No one could notice the changes below, above the random graveyard. At this time, powerful figures appeared quietly in the sky above the random graveyard. Everyone felt that something was wrong, because the cultivation of these people,  The lowest level is also at the ninth level of the monarch level, and most people are generally at the half-step saint level. These powerful people gathered here, making everyone feel that something was wrong.

    The younger generations of strong men from the demon race have been born one after another, and there are also many strong men from the human race. There are even some major races that have declined in ancient times. People have come one after another. The mass graves are filled with excitement for a while.  .
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