Chapter 1345

When the king of Yan collapses, the seal of the king of Yan explodes with the greatest power.

the endless cassock is the magic weapon of the holy weapon. It covers the sky and shines with gold. It doesn't give the king of Yan a chance to exert his power at all.

Nine whirlpools, as if to inhale the sky, the power is very terrible.

The golden light of endless cassock is as powerful as the whirlpool, completely covering the whirlpool and falling.

Boom!

A tornado forms in a whirlpool, and then other whirlpools come out in a single tornado.

The sky is completely occupied by the nine tornadoes, blocking the sun.

Those ghosts are more like duckweeds, flying completely to this terrible tornado, once they are involved in it, they will die.

Then, the deafening scream was heard through the sky, which was creepy.

The king of Tibet is angry, his eyes are wide open, his mouth is eloquent, his formula is changeable, and his endless cassock is not afraid of the nine tornadoes at all.

Boom!

Finally, a tornado hit the endless cassock. The cassock swelled and swayed, and then became stable.

The golden light falls, and the tornadoes that move the Yin between the heaven and the earth are dyed golden from black immediately, and the screams of those attracted ghosts stop suddenly.

Their eyes became very calm. Although Yan was still exerting his power, it seemed that in their eyes, Yan was not terrible at all.

The tornado was completely dyed gold by the golden light, shining, and the speed of tornado rotation dropped sharply.

Click!

A crisp sound, tornado appeared on a crack, rapid spread, soon full of all.

In the end, the tornado exploded and became a little golden light, floating in the air.

The ghosts, who had been firmly attracted by the seal of the king of hell, regained their freedom and cheered one after another.

The tornado is connected with the seal. When the tornado breaks, this terrible force spreads directly to the seal.

PA!

The heaven level magic weapon Yan Wang Yin has a flash of light and a crack across it. Finally, in the light, Yan Wang Yin breaks from one to two and completely destroys it.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood gushed out of the mouth of a king of hell, and his face immediately became depressed. Obviously, he was severely hurt.

Seeing this, the other Yan kings began to drink and urged the seal to save his life.

However, there is a golden light falling from the endless cassock.

In an instant, the heaven and the earth are completely occupied by the golden light, especially the eight golden light pillars coming from the sky, which contain awesome energy.

Eight golden lights and eight tornadoes attack each other, and the tornadoes are completely dyed gold in a short time.

Having learned from the past, the kings of hell immediately understood that they were not the opponents of the king of the earth. Their confidence was just self deception.

"What to do?" The Yan kings looked at each other, and there was no proper answer or method.

No one spoke, for they had realized that it was a matter of life and death.

Before they finally made up their mind, the king of Tibet had made up his mind to recite the Sutra and the golden work of endless cassocks. The eight tornadoes were completely dyed gold and exploded.

The tornado disappeared and the eight seals of the king of hell were destroyed.

Heaven level magic weapons, the most precious treasure of the king of hell, leave the arena in front of endless cassock before ten minutes, and those magic weapons are completely retired from the stage.

Poop poop

The king of hell spat out blood one after another, and all his viscera seemed to spit out. One by one, his face was as white as paper, and he looked at the endless cassock in the sky strangely.

Endless cassocks are falling a little bit. Without the resistance of Yan Wangyin, they are the lambs to be slaughtered. It's conceivable that they are in a good mood.

Wang Che of Song River was completely shocked by this scene, and was overwhelmed by the accomplishments of the local Tibetan king.

His heart was still palpitating, and his vest made a cold sweat. If he was disoriented or didn't win the bet, would he end up the same as these yamas?

If there is no such thing, I'm not good at chess. I almost walked away from the gate of hell, and I almost lost my soul.

Song Jiang Wang's greedy eyes trembled a few times, and his eyes to the king of Tibet became more and more frightened.

One by one, Yan Wang spits blood, and his breath becomes very weak. Looking at the endless cassock coming down from the sky, it seems that there is a knife hanging from his neck, which may fall down at any time to kill them.

They don't care about the injuries. Without the seal, they have a whole set of abilities. Although they are not as good as the seal, their power can't be underestimated.

So, nine yamas signed up to cast their magic, and a terrible gloom spread from them.

In a short time, these breath merge together and turn into a huge ferocious ghost.

The ghost seems to occupy half of the sky. It's several times larger than the mountain that Yan Wangyin became. At a glance, it's a very small feeling.

The golden light of endless cassock blooms, and the momentum is not reduced, and it falls quickly."Roar --"

The Ghost Head roars up to the sky, which is full of Yin Qi, as if to devour everything between heaven and earth.

The face of the king of Tibet remained unchanged. He didn't put the scene of terror in his eyes. He said something in his mouth. The mysterious and profound sutra was spewed out of his mouth, turned into golden Sanskrit, and flew to the endless cassock.

At the right time, endless cassock light works greatly, the speed of decline increases greatly, and the ghost immediately face to face.

The endless cassock shrinks inward and immediately covers the ghost head. The gloomy and horrible Yin Qi is completely covered by the golden light.

Bang bang bang!

Ghost Head in cassock left and right, constantly bumping, trying to rush out.

All this, however, was in vain.

The golden light of endless cassock is too dazzling. It's not something a ghost can break.

When the king saw this, his heart immediately fell into the abyss, and his faint breath became rapid and breathless.

"Kill!"

All of a sudden, a Yama shouted and rushed to the endless cassock.

Bang!

A golden light came from the cassock and hit the king of hell. A huge black hole appeared in his chest. He flew out like a shell.

Man is still in the air, his eyes stare at his chest, unbelievable.

There is a little bit of golden light in that black hole. The golden light spreads in all directions. Soon, the body of the king of hell is completely occupied by the golden light and becomes a golden man.

Click!

A crack spreads all over the body from inside to outside. In a short time, the crack is full of the whole body. Finally, it is fragmented and becomes a piece of golden light.

If other Yan Wang is struck by lightning, he looks at this scene in a daze, as if he didn't expect his companion to be so vulnerable and vulnerable.

The pressure on the bottom of their hearts is huge. This scene is like the last straw to crush the camel. Fear quickly spreads in their hearts.

"He really dares to kill us?"

The idea came out in succession in the hearts of the Yan kings. If they had any luck before, the scene clearly told them that the king of Tibet really had a killing heart.

The wrath of the king of the earth is not something they can bear.