As like as two peas, the thick and gloomy air on the other side is very similar to that of chrysanthemum.
It seems that Qiangui must have a close blood relationship with Xiaoju. It should be her brother.
Thousands of ghosts clearly have the strength to fight with Huolie, but they directly admit defeat. It is obvious that they should retain their strength to fight with themselves.
And he can clearly feel the deep hatred in the eyes of the other party looking at him.
"You must die today!" the voice of a thousand ghosts sounded in Zhao Yuande's ear.
"Really? It depends on whether you have this ability!" Zhao Yuande's mouth tilted slightly, and a look of ridicule appeared in his eyes.
"Boom!"
The terrible black smell of thousands of ghosts broke out, and a huge ghost emerged behind him!
All these ghosts look ferocious. Some are burning terrible purple flames, some have three heads and six arms, and some are looming and looming like black fog
The combat effectiveness of each of these ghosts is no less than that of a venerable person on the fifth small step.
Zhao Yuande's whole body was flashing with thunder, and red thunder released terrible power, which made the eyes of the group of ghosts instantly show the color of panic.
"Ha ha! Sure enough!"
Zhao Yuande secretly rejoiced. According to his imagination, this ghost is most afraid of thunder and lightning. Although his own only controls the paralysis of thunder, his power is still amazing.
"That's thunder! This man is indeed an outsider!" thousands of ghosts felt the commotion of the ghosts behind them, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised in their hearts.
The legendary way of thunder finally appeared in front of him.
"Kill!"
Zhao Yuande gave a big drink and clapped it. The blue light broke out in his body, and the power of the Eight Suns broke out together.
This palm changes color from heaven and earth, with endless thunder. It is absolutely overbearing.
"Mountain moving ghost, crush him for me!"
A thousand ghosts shouted, and a ghost shadow hundreds of feet high behind him rushed out and slapped Zhao Yuande.
"Boom!"
The statue was clapped by a fierce ghost with a palm, and suddenly there seemed to be huge mountains falling down in the void, and bursts of pressure came from the surrounding space.
"Get away from me!" Zhao Yuande roared, and his palm had collided with the fierce ghost.
"Click!"
The thunder roared, and the fierce ghost flew back straight, as if it were a piece of wood directly hitting the protective barrier outside the arena.
The protective barrier buzzed, and its powerful force almost tore it apart.
The audience on the stand almost jumped up in surprise.
"This man is so powerful that he can shake the mountain moving ghost out with one punch!"
"The mountain moving ghost is equivalent to a venerable person on the fifth small step! Has this person's combat power reached the point of crushing the venerable person at will?"
"No... I think it's still the power of thunder! The power of thunder makes the mountain moving ghost lose the power of resistance in an instant. This son is really terrible!"
"Thunder is the bane of ghosts. Thousands of ghosts are going to be worse this time..."
“……”
"Fierce ghost, strong ghost, animal grain ghost, tear him up for me!"
Thousands of ghosts drank fiercely, and their eyes showed a ferocious color.
He didn't expect Zhao Yuande to control the art of thunder. If he didn't defeat him as soon as possible, I'm afraid the ghosts behind him will become more and more afraid and run away without fighting.
"Ghost explosion!"
Thousands of ghosts drank out of his mouth, and blood colored secret lines burst out from his body and merged into the void behind him.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
Three ghosts flashed out from behind him, turned into three behemoths and rushed towards Zhao Yuande.
The smell of three ghosts is violent and abnormal, and the whole body's blood color and breath are surging, giving people a feeling of being just as strong as Yang.
It seems that these three heads are not ghosts at all, but three gods and demons.
"It's interesting, but do you think it's ok?" Zhao Yuande's mouth tilted slightly and his body flashed into the three ghosts.
His speed is so fast that people can't see clearly. The distance is like a blink.
"Click, click!"
The thunder exploded in Zhao Yuande's fist, and each shot down on the three ghosts brought out a red thunder.
Although these thunderbolts have no attack power, they have powerful paralyzing power, especially for this kind of ghost.
"Ow!"
The biggest evil ghost was punched in the chest by Zhao Yuande. The huge ad fell straight to the ground, with a frightened howl in his mouth.
"Boom!"
The next moment, the evil ghost exploded directly.
Zhao Yuande felt this terrible explosive force, his face changed and his body retreated rapidly.
"It's late!"
"Boom!"
Behind him, two terrible explosions came one after another. Unexpectedly, two other ghosts exploded at the same time.
The three explosive forces mixed together and made an earth shaking noise.
Terrible gas swept the world, and a bloody hurricane blew up in the whole arena.
Nothing could be seen in the arena at this time, but a loud noise was heard, as if a heavy object had directly hit the earth.
Many people in the surrounding stands opened their eyes and looked at the scene inconceivably.
"Thousand ghosts is a vicious move. In order to defeat each other, three powerful ghosts will be abandoned forever."
"Yes! Without the assistance of these three ghosts, his combat effectiveness will be reduced by at least 10%
"The outsider will lose this time."
"Ha ha! I won... Won..."
"Win a fart and the result hasn't come out yet!"
"Under the explosion of fierce ghosts of this level, even the strong on the sixth small step can't bear it. He will die..."
"No... no... I felt that the outsider didn't seem to be doing anything!"
"You see... He's fine, really fine!"
“……”
While everyone was arguing in the stands, the hurricane in the arena gradually disappeared.
There was only one more pit with a depth of tens of feet and a radius of hundreds of feet. A figure with broken clothes came out of the pit. It was Zhao Yuande.
At this time, his mouth was bleeding and his whole body was dark, but his eyes were as bright as stars, and his blood was burning.
"He... He didn't get hurt, but burned his blood!"
"He can't fight for a long time, otherwise he will lose too much blood essence in his body, and I'm afraid he will directly hurt the source."
"Even so, his body still makes people feel frightened. I'm afraid it's almost the same as fire!"
"Unfortunately, even if he wins this time, I'm afraid he can't defeat Huolie. He lost this time anyway!"
“……”
Of course, this is just what Zhao Yuande showed. In fact, he just suffered some shocks, even minor injuries.
However, in order not to shock the world and paralyze each other, he had to pretend to burn blood essence.