"No... no... no!"
Seeing Han 3000 step by step out of the black wind, ye Shijun was crazy and afraid, and couldn't help retreating again and again.
At this time, Han 3000 is already like a god of death. The more he moves forward, the more he makes Ye Shijun feel cold on his back.
He shook his head crazily. It was hard for him to accept and understand. He was almost unparalleled. How... How could he be broken.
It shouldn't be broken.
Even if the true God comes, under such vast magic, it is absolutely impossible to take any advantage. Han 3000 is not the true God, and why is he qualified to break it?
Ye Shijun was flustered, and the group on the ground was even more flustered, especially Zhu Yanshuo, Fu Tian and Zhu Yaner. Their faces were pale in an instant, and the whole heart was like ashes.
Their happiest thing became the most terrible thing.
Han 3000 was not killed by Ye Shijun. At this time, he directly broke Ye Shijun's big move and came out safely.
This is unacceptable and unacceptable to them.
"That guy... That guy, how did you do it?" The Phoenix chicken old fairy took a breath of cool air, which prevented the Buddha from inhaling from his mouth, and then ran through his whole body instantly, making him feel extremely cold.
"In the black wind that can almost destroy everything, this guy can last so long? Moreover, he came out unharmed. Even an iron body can't do it."
"Shit, who the hell did we meet?"
"This son of a bitch should not be a new true God in the Central Plains? Because if it's just a man, how can he do this?"
All the four masters were shocked and sighed.
Zhu Yan'er looked at Han 3000 with complicated eyes. At this time, ye Shijun in her eyes suddenly became less fragrant. She didn't know when her jealousy and hatred for Han 3000 quickly rose in her heart.
"But I just broke a spell. Why are you making such a fuss?"
At this time, Han 3000 walked out, and the black air behind him was almost thinner and thinner. He looked at Ye Shijun and said calmly. I
"Just a spell?" Ye Shijun looked at him like a ghost. He really wanted to scold and dance with demons, although on the surface, it was really just an access control technique.
But in fact, its essence is far from so simple.
It can be said that ye Shijun has been practicing for one purpose for so long.
That is the dance of demons.
It can kill thousands of troops and horses when moving, and can trap all kinds of experts when static. It is an absolutely right super forbidden art.
The difficulty of cultivating this method is unimaginable, and what is needed is one in ten thousand years in the world, that is, ye Shijun can barely cultivate such forbidden art because of his different status.
However, the forbidden art he obtained after thousands of hardships was directly broken in front of Han 3000 at this time.
Why isn't he upset?
"Whatever you do, I'm not interested in knowing. Anyway, it's just that for me." Han 3000 sneered with disdain.
Hearing this, ye Shijun really wanted to kill Han 3000 directly. It was hateful that his single door forbidden art was so humiliated.
"Han 3000, you are simply deceiving people too much."
"Do you really think you will win if you break my ban?"
When the words fell, ye Shijun suddenly felt the black gas surging again, and the whole person looked invincible like a demon God.
Han 3000 smiled coldly, and the jade sword in his hand came out. I'll accompany you at any time.
"Everyone listen to the order and hang Han 3000 for me!" Ye Shijun drank angrily.
"Yes!"
Underground, thousands of troops roared together and put on an array at the same time, which was very powerful.
"What? I can't fight alone. I'm looking for help?" Han 3000 smiled coldly, "you have it, so do I."
When the words fell, Han Sanyi smiled, followed by a beast roar, and the evil gluttony on the ground rushed up
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