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Volume 1 The Office of the Hunting God Chapter 968 Swallowed by Whales

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    The golden swords rained down like rain, and all the monks enveloped by the sword cloud were seriously injured or killed.  Every monk has small holes all over his body that were stabbed by short golden swords. Some monks were more unlucky and were directly smashed into pieces by the rain of swords. They couldn't repair their bodies even if they tried to repair them.  After all, there were four to five hundred monks under the sword rain. If Zheng Xian had not used the Great Sword Pavilion once before, he might have been able to kill these monks directly. However, after using the Great Sword Pavilion once, Zheng Xian's strength was depleted.  It was huge, so this time the sword rain killed more than a hundred monks. However, the remaining monks who were pierced with countless small holes definitely felt uncomfortable. There was a faint golden current flashing where they were pierced.  However, they were unable to repair their wounds. They were now suffering from broken muscles and bones, unable to do any activities for a while.  Zheng Xian took a breath, and his face turned pale. It was obvious that the rain of swords had consumed him greatly.  The monks around who were eager to take advantage of the fire retreated in horror. Originally, there was a distance of more than 100 meters between them and Zheng Xian, but now they all retreated to 200 meters away. Although they clearly saw Zheng Xian's face pale, they knew  Mr. Zheng should be exhausted now, but they just don't have the courage to take action.  The smile on the crazy monk's face was even brighter, his eyes were slightly squinted like crescent moons, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were deeply squeezed. He looked like he was in great joy. The suffering monks behind him all had expressions that suggested something was wrong with their master.  Come on, the three great monks of the Gangqi realm from the Ghost Dao Sect and the Dripping Blood Sect on the other side are pale. After all, they are the great monks of the Gangqi realm, and they have suffered much less damage than other monks. Among them, Uncle Mao  There were basically no serious injuries, except for a scratch on his left shoulder, which had little impact on his cultivation.  Uncle Mao and other three great monks in the Gang Qi realm stared at Zheng Xian. Uncle Mao said, "Mr. Zheng, you have offended our Ghost Dao Sect and the Blood Drop Sect today. You will definitely not end well!"  Uncle Master felt a wave of fear in his heart. If there were not four to five hundred monks here, if Zheng Xian had just attacked him, he would have been chopped into pulp by now. He definitely didn't want to fight with Zheng Xian anymore.  Even though Mr. Zheng was at the end of his strength, he didn't want to fight anymore, but since he wanted to leave, and in full view of everyone, Master Mao had to say a few words, otherwise it would not look good on his face.  Zheng Xian took a deep breath, straightened up his slightly bent waist, and then smiled at Uncle Mao without saying anything. A huge mirror like a red sun suddenly appeared behind his head, and a gurgling sound came from the magic mirror of the swamp.  sound.  Zheng Xian's urging to the Great Sword Pavilion naturally consumed the power of the Marsh Mirror. The Marsh Mirror was like a hungry beast, making a hungry sound. Then, an eighteen-level hell flew out of the Marsh Mirror.  Come on, this hell will immediately cover the unable to move Ghost Sect and the monks of the Dripping Blood Sect.  Ghosts and ghosts emerged from the earthy flames of the eighteenth level of hell, invading the hundreds of monks, and kept pulling on them. More than a dozen ghosts and ghosts pulled one by one, pulling the souls out of their bodies.  out.  No matter how stupid the monks from the Ghost Sect and the Blood Dropping Sect are, they know that some of their souls have been taken away by these eighteen levels of opponents. What awaits them will be endless reincarnations of hell, and their souls will never have peace.  So they resisted desperately, but the power of their souls was limited after all. They were pulled by more than a dozen ghosts and ghosts. Their souls were pulled out of their bodies inch by inch, and they let out miserable screams.  Uncle Mao and two other great monks in the Gangqi realm almost bit their silver teeth into pieces when they saw this scene. These monks are the foundation for their sect to gain a foothold in the mortal world in the future. Without these monks, their sect will never be the same.  The money is not worth it, and enemies may even come looking for it and destroy it.  Uncle Mao and three other great monks in the Gangqi realm quickly took action to disperse the spirits that were rushing towards them. Then they discovered that the dispersed spirits had recovered again. On this eighteenth floor,  In hell, these souls are simply invincible and immortal, and they cannot be killed at all.  Then they felt colder and colder, and everything around them was covered with a layer of frost. This was a sign of an extremely gloomy place. In such an extremely gloomy place, ghosts and ghosts would have more powerful destructive power, and  Their physical bodies begin to freeze gradually, and their cultivation will be greatly reduced.  The three great monks in the Gangqi realm originally wanted to save a few fellow disciples, but at this time they all knew that they could no longer stay here. Even if they tried their best, they could only save a dozen disciples in the end. Such a number  It was simply insignificant. Although they were reluctant to give up, they could not lose their lives for these dozen disciples and plunge themselves into an irreversible situation.  Three great monks in the Gangqi realm?These minds are connected, and they gather together and fly towards the outside of the eighteenth level of hell.  At this moment, a great monk in the Gang Qi realm suddenly stopped in front of them. The three great monks in the Gang Qi realm were stunned and frowned, but they did not pay attention to the great monk in the Gang Qi realm and walked around it.  A great monk in the realm of Gang Qi. Who knew that just as they were about to bypass this monk, another great monk in the realm of Gang Qi appeared in front of them.  The three great monks couldn't help but have doubts in their hearts, and they raised their vigilance to the highest level.  Then one after another, the great monks from the Gangqi realm appeared, all blocking them, making it impossible for them to move forward.  At this time, it would be foolish to not know that these great monks in the Gangqi realm are related to Zheng Xian.  At this time, Zheng Xian said: "Nengchi, it seems that you will have a few more floor masters in the eighteen levels of hell." In the magic mirror of the marsh behind Zheng  His face was blurry and he didn't say much.  Three great monks in the Gang Qi realm suddenly encountered six or seven great monks in the Gang Qi realm blocking their way. They were frightened and uneasy. At this time, they even discovered that the Gang Qi realm monks on the opposite side were different. After observing carefully, they suddenly realized,  These great monks in the realm of Gang Qi are all incorporeal, and their bodies are condensed with vitality and even Gang Qi. In other words, these great monks in the realm of Gang Qi exist on the eighteenth floor.  At the thought of this, the three great monks of the Gangqi Realm from the Blood Drop Sect and the Ghost Sect were about to turn around and leave.  But it was already too late. How could the three Gang Qi Jingjing Sisters opposite the Gang Qi Realm Overhaul easily let them go?  Immediately, nearly ten great monks in the Gang Qi realm swarmed up, and in one fell swoop, three great monks in the Gang Qi realm from the Ghost Dao Sect and the Blood Drop Sect were drowned.  ¡¯ Then there were screams and blood and pieces of flesh flying everywhere.  Three great monks in the Gang Qi realm were actually torn apart by nearly ten great monks in the Gang Qi realm. Like peeling an orange, the souls were pulled out directly. The eighteenth level of hell shook with a bang, and three monks in the Gang Qi realm were torn apart.  The great monk's soul created an invisible and intangible connection.  The eyes of the three great monks in the Gangqi realm were hazy, and there was a flash of light inside. Soon after, a robe appeared on the three of them, with flames or ice on it, or even a huge puff of smoke.  Steaming oil pan.  Their robes had a vague imperial power, and then strong rays of light hit these three great monks in the realm of Gang Qi. These three great monks in the realm of Gang Qi then established a connection with the entire swamp magic mirror.  These three great monks in the Gangqi realm have now become one of the Eighteen Halls of Hell. Without Zheng Xian's order, they can no longer escape from the Eighteen Levels of Hell.  At this time, most of the remaining monks who could not move had been cannibalized by the eighteen levels of hell. As the eighteen levels of hell devoured the souls of hundreds of monks, the flesh and blood of the monks who fell to the ground began to decompose.  , and eventually, like water poured on dry sand, it soaked into the earth and disappeared.  "Zheng Xian killed hundreds of monks in the blink of an eye. It can even be said that from now on, the Blood Sect and the Ghost Sect will be removed from the world.  Surrounded by Zheng Xian¡¯s monks from various sects, you looked at me and I looked at you, their eyes filled with horror for a moment.  In their eyes, two words were written - terrible!
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