Chapter 2781.2

Wang Yang was stunned.

Looking at the evil ghost king who appeared again, he couldn't believe it.

"You're not dead?"

Just a moment ago, he took a palm, and his domineering Qi to Yang was completely penetrated into the body of the evil Yin ghost king by Wang Yang.

The final result was that the evil ghost king, who was just as strong and powerful as before, yelled and yelled at Wang Yang, who wanted to kill Wang Yang and frustrate his bones and ashes, was directly destroyed by the extremely Yin ghost body.

"How could you not have died?"

Looking at the Hongmeng purple gas in his hands, Wang Yang couldn't believe it.

Extremely Yin ghost body has been destroyed, naturally, it also lost the strongest and powerful protection.

Even if it is a giant Buddha, there must be 800 Dharma protectors. Without the extremely Yin ghost body, what's the difference between it and the naked young woman?

Who can't get excited about the desirable things?

As a result, Wang Yang's heart, hands itch, grab, empty as paper paste, directly is pierced.

When he took back his hand again, he found that he had fished out a noble purple Qi from the void.

Hongmeng Ziqi is the foundation of the road.

Usually, Hongmeng purple Qi is hidden in the void, and no one can find it.

The so-called true spirit reposes in the void.

However, when the physical combat body is directly destroyed, the barrier is lost, and there is no umbrella, how can it be safe in the face of a powerful foreign enemy?

Therefore, Wang Yang's hands and more a Hongmeng purple gas.

Hongmeng Ziqi is the foundation of the road. If Hongmeng Ziqi is passive, the road will naturally collapse.

Accordingly, this man died completely.

But what's going on?

Why, Hongmeng purple gas in his own hands, as a result, he is nothing?

"Well, if I can kill you once, I can kill you twice."

Wang Yinyang doesn't believe he's dead?

It's a pity that Wang Yang wants to shoot again, and he has no chance at all.

Because, around him, I don't know when, a large number of cosmic ghosts will fight again.

Of course, the number of ghosts appearing this time is not as large as before.

However, the quality of this time's spirit is much higher.

No one knows how much they do, but their realm is extremely high.

Just appeared, I actually received a piece of information from the universe.

This is the characteristic of "reflecting heaven and earth with heart".

The sound of heaven and earth is naturally felt by sight and soul.

One by one, they all have a great background. Are they all such tough people?

These guys, one by one, were covered with a light cloud.

It's not true at all.

But all this is for others.

For Wang Yang, when the eye of the God of creation opened, there was nothing that could not be seen through.

"Sphinx?

Ghost face spider? Black moon Sirius? "

Just glancing at two or three people, Wang Yang found out all about them.

All of them are a group of evil spirits.

But, one by one, they all look strange. One by one, they are not beasts.

Of course, what attracted Wang Yang's attention most were the four in front.

One by one, they are not only high-level, but also extremely powerful.

At least, it won't be weaker than yourself.

This is even more terrifying.

With that first feature, the strength immediately increased more than 100 times.

In the same way, the strength difference is 100 times, which is just despairing.

Looking at that closed eyes, feet, natural manifestation of a round of Black Lotus, quietly cross knees and sitting evil ghost king.

Wang Yangxin was unwilling, only looked up and sighed.

Missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Before, the evil ghost king had ten faces. Now, there are only nine.

With a little more time, it's not impossible to kill completely.

"Terran, I've arrived, I don't kneel down to surrender?"

Hearing this, Wang Yang was very angry.

Kneel down and surrender?

"Kneel down and surrender?"

Wang Yang was very angry and laughed and said, "how can I kneel down?

Did you teach me? "

"You

At that time, ChiYin ghost king, also one of the nine Yin, was once famous in the confusing star field.

The real master of all living beings.

In that era, he was extremely brilliant, swept invincible. At the end of the era, in the catastrophe, he was forced to kneel down and surrender to his knees.From then on, I was proud of myself.

However, as one of the nine Yin, inheritance is a major event.

After the cataclysm, Wan Chong reopened. As an evil spirit, he did not go on a business trip in addition to hiding in the confused star field.

When he was in seclusion, he looked forward to showing his magic power again and reappearing his glory.

However, time waits for no one to wait for, leaving a sudden regret, had to retreat into the confusion of the star field.

Now, when the opportunity comes again, his heart is full of excitement, only the blessing of the ancestors, the opportunity to reappear.

"Bold!"

The Black Ghost king was furious.

Your own road is perfect, your heart is connected with heaven and earth, and your strength is more than 100 times stronger than you?

How dare Ann be so presumptuous?

"Die!"

Qi rises in the five FU organs, and evil comes from the gall.

At the moment, a big hand, toward Wang Yang shrouded.

This is to suppress him on the spot.

"How dare you

Wang Yang's fury has always been a powerful force of his own to suppress others. When can he allow others to be so presumptuous in front of himself?

"Go away!"

In a fury, all out.

Behind him, I don't know when, there has been a purple sun rising.

Zhiyang Zhigang's fist, face-to-face, vowed to break the brilliant sky and earth, and then change the world.

Bang

The power of tyranny, the bright light of the road, and the illusory visions of heaven and earth come from all levels.

For a moment, the world is wonderful.

However, the two, tit for tat, vowed to distinguish a high and low, even if there are all kinds of wonders of the world, but no one has much nostalgia.

Concentration, concentration, concentration, all kinds of power, converged into a river, condensed into a stream.

Such a contest is not only a contest of magic power, but also a contest of soul.

Between the two, the Tao and the action are the same, the supernatural power is not obvious, and the strength is cohesive. Between them, you enter and I retreat, and you fight happily.

But, pitiful that boundless world, that investigates the universe, became the battlefield of both, suffer ravages.

Like a meat grinder, the best streaky pork is destroyed to a bad shape.

Boom

Finally, between the two, it seems that there is an inseparable image, and then there is the spirit of the hand, Wang Yangdun time, is a downwind.

Hegemonic power, rolling attack, into a god tide.

Wang Yang retreated again and again, and it was difficult for him to show his talent.

For a time, between heaven and earth, clear again.

However, the king of the red faced ghost gave his hand.

"It's you!"

This guy is so familiar.

It's just that his strength is so strong?