Dragon-Marked War God

Jiang Dun was pleased. Although the struggle with the Yin Spirit had been long and most dangerous, he had won, and had obtained great benefits. He looked at the demon spirits who were crawling in front of him. Once again, Jiang Dun felt the horror of the light of Dohuahua. This time, if there was no light of Dohuahua, he would not be able to deal with the Yin in front of him.

“By the way, today seems to be the last day of the Mount of Death, I hope you don't delay walking out, if you are stuck here for 30 years, it would be tragic. ”

Jiangdu suddenly thought of this most critical point, from entering the Mountain of Death to now, just a month ago, today is the time when the Mountain of Death reopens. If you miss it, you will never go out and be trapped here for 30 years.

The exit of Death Mountain must be in the deepest space. Jiangdust was brought to this death space by the beam of light. He had no idea where he was now, much less how to find the direction of deep space. His eyes fell on the Yin Spirit.

“Get up and stay with me later. ”

Jiangdust said to the Yin Spirit.

“Yes, master. ”

The Yin spirits issued a unique idea. This way of communicating, Jiangdust was previously incomprehensible, but now the Yin spirits have been transformed into their own servants. Jiangdust and Jiangdust can fully understand the meaning to be expressed by the Yin spirits through this idea, like the original King of Ice Demons.

The Yin spirits rose from the ground, and the body of the tall ten fathers was too eye-catching. Jiangdust in front of the Yin spirits was as weak as a baby, but the previous extremely vicious Yin spirits became a listening child in front of the Jiangdust, so smooth.

“Take me to the deepest space. ”

Jiangdu said again that the Mountain of Death was about to be opened. Now we cannot delay the time. With the Yin spirits guiding the way, we can save ourselves a lot of trouble.

“Yes.”

The Yin spirits completely obeyed the orders of Jiangdu. When they disappeared in this space of death, the Yin spirits of the Little Holy Grade had produced a weak intelligence. They were also extremely familiar with the environment in this Mountain of Death. With it, they carried Jiangdu, at least they would not delay the time out of the Mountain of Death.

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Ho ho...

At this moment, deep space is still manic, tens of thousands of Yin spirits army everywhere in space, powerful Yin spirits lift sharp claws and burst against the shield, that powerful shield with stone tablets, under this raging bombardment, is also constantly trembling.

All the monks in the shield dare not be slightly lazy, do their utmost to enter the stone tablet, support the shield, some people deplete their power, immediately swallow Tian Yuan Dan to replenish it, this is an immaterial juncture, no one dares carelessly, they must support the passage to Mount Death to open again to hope to live, once the shield is torn before this, everyone will die here.

The Yin spirits of the 9th level warrior have appeared many times. Their attack power is the most powerful. Each attack is like a mountain smashed down, the shivering shield smashed, and it looks like it could be broken at any moment.

“Grandma, how can there be so many spirits? These spirits are so strong, I don't know if we can handle them. ”

“If you can't handle it, you have to decide that the situation at hand, there are too many spirits, and the strength of the war is strong, and the environment here is extremely beneficial to them. If this shield is torn apart, no one will survive, they will die here. ”

“The Yin spirits of the 9th level of the Emperor have appeared, do you think the Little Holy Level will appear? ”

“Shut your crow's mouth and if it does show up, I'll be the first to rip your fucking mouth off. ”

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In fact, this situation in front of many people is drumming in their hearts. Guess whether there will really be little holy level of Yin Ghost. If it does, then it will be completely ruined. They are not little holy, but they also know how horrible little holy holy is. Such a strong presence is not at all what they can imagine and fight against. At that time, the shield will be completely irresistible. It will be torn apart in a flash, and everyone will surely die.

The roar, the collision, a pair of ghost-fired eyes, a fierce expression, none of this makes one's scalp numb, these spirits are horrible, there are so many critical numbers, each spirits is extremely brutal, tens of thousands of spirits army, is equivalent to tens of thousands of killing machines, no one is afraid.

No one expected such an accident at the last moment. The disaster came without warning. It was too sudden. If not for the monks, people would probably be almost dead. By now, the only prayer is not to have the pubic spirit of the little holy level appear. As long as the pubic spirit of the little holy level does not appear, they may be able to survive until the Mountain of Death opens and have a chance to walk out safely.

However, it was against your will.

Ho...

Shortly after the crow's mouth fell, a shocking roar rang, and with that roar, all the spirits attacking the shield stopped the movement in their hands instantly, a look as if they were welcoming their king.

Only the void above was seen, torn out of a large mouth, and a horror spirits a dozen or so feet in size stepped out of it.

At the moment of the appearance of this great shadow, all the human monks hiding in the golden shield were utterly desperate: a king of shadows, a mighty saint, even though it was only a first-degree saint, enough to kill them all with ease.

“Shit, we're all gonna die here. There's a little holy spirits out there. ”

“God is dying for us, hateful, so hateful, I don't want to die yet, I'm a genius and I have a great future. ”

“Why? Why is that? Thirty years of the Mountain of Death turned into a disaster, and we're all going to be buried here. ”

“We're all going to die. Hundreds of years from now, we're going to turn into ghosts. No, they're going to eat our hearts. We don't even have a chance to turn into ghosts. It's pathetic. ”

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Everyone is desperate, and this desperate emotion is spreading and contagious, and the powerful spirits of the Little Holy Level appear, and they can no longer resist. As long as this golden shield is torn apart by the Little Holy Spirit, those spiritual armies will rush over and eat them all.

“Don't panic, keep supporting the shield, it's our only battle. ”

Guo Shaofei shouted out loud. Before the last moment, he could never give up. Giving up is death. He insisted that there might be miracles happening, even though he himself did not believe in miracles.

Boom!

The giant yin spirits moved, it stepped into the void, the void was stepped out of a big hole, endless yin death spread from it, makes people feel that they are dead, at least on the edge of death, even in the final struggle, the end is the same, nothing can change.

Boom...

The Yin spirits stepped forward, and the Yin spirits army automatically gave way to a passageway. The giant Yin spirits quickly came in front of the golden shield, and there was a gloomy ghost fire in his eyes. He slowly lifted his sharp claws and shot them against the shield.

Boom...

In the midst of all the human monks' hearts and minds, the Yin Spirit fell on the golden shield, and the tremendous force fell, the shield trembled violently, and cracks appeared in many places.

Wow...

A lot of people were vibrated and bleeding out on the spot. The Yin Spirit was too strong to be an opponent at all.

“Sheng Shi Lianhua. ”

The monk drank loudly, he sang the Lotus Book, spit out the Sanskrit of dense numbness from his mouth, wrapped the tablet, wanted to resist the attack of the Little Holy Yin Spirit, unfortunately, the power gap between the two defenses is too great, that kind of destructive power, cannot be repaired at all.

Ho...

The spirits roared, the blow did not break the shield, seemed to provoke its anger, the spirits lifted their claws again and slapped them hard underneath.

Rub it!

This time, the energy became more manic, the shield cracked everywhere, shaking remotely, many monks sprayed blood again, and suffered severe internal injuries, but the despair in their hearts was the hardest thing to say compared to the injuries.

Yes, they are utterly desperate, they see no hope at all, even less a miracle occurs, the shield is completely irresistible, the Yin spirits of the Little Holy Level are too horrible, as long as this big guy strikes one more time, the shield will be destroyed instantly, then, is the time of complete disaster.

“Hey!”

The monk held his hands together ten times, shook his head and sighed, his mouth spilled a little blood, he had tried his best, but he could not return to heaven. Even if he could carry out the light of transhumance, it would not be possible to transhumance this little holy level of powerful spirits.

Despair, true despair, even monks have given up, everyone's face is filled with sadness, they have given up resistance, waiting for the final end of life, waiting for the true coming of death.

At this moment, the river dust and the Yin spirits that are being transmitted in a layer of space have been gradually resolved. The river dust has felt powerful battle fluctuations and trembling from deep space. He has even seen cracks in the void and felt a lot of Yin spirits.

“Bad, Yin Ghost, hurry up. ”

Jiang Dun said it was bad, he practiced the great derivative soul technique, his soul perception was extremely acute, he knew something important had happened.

Ho...

Inside the deep space, the little Holy Yin lifted his palms again, slowly slamming towards the shield, countless desperate eyes, can only see it all.

“Brother Linger is dying. ”

The little girl looked up outside the golden mask. She was not afraid to die, but she was afraid not to see her brother until she died.

Boom...

However, at this last emergency juncture, the void was once again smashed, a terrible claw protruding from the void, in a violent collision with the little Holy Ghost's attack.