The power of the Nether Territory army is just an illusion.

When the fog is dispelled and the illusion is revealed, what is left is the truth of Chi Guoguo.

...

Next to the mustard space.

The battle between An Ye San, An Ye Qi and Xiaoyao Gate has entered a white-hot state.

The sudden changes in the battlefield were quickly sensed by the two.

Especially when the thick fog in the distance faded, the screams and calls for help from the soldiers of the Nether Realm came.

Both of them frowned tightly.

"How could this be?"

"It stands to reason that even if the Nether Territory army is to run out of oil, it will take at least three days later, why did it start early?"

No, it's not right!

If they really run out of oil, they will fall down directly into corpses.

Even the moment before he fell, he would not feel pain or fear.

But at this moment, they were clearly still alive, but they began to suffer, and began to shrink with fear.

There is only one possibility, that is, the [Ghost Curse Great Array] has failed.

But how is this possible?

...

On the other side, the dense fog faded, and Xiaoyaomen naturally saw the changes on the battlefield.

Luo Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sat down on the chaise couch, the beasts Bai Ze and Bi Fang in the sky disappeared instantly.

He gasped and said, "So this is what the third senior brother said."

Leng Yumo put the Red Lotus Soul Sword into its sheath, took out a bottle of pill and poured it directly into his mouth, chewing it, and said: "In this world, who can break the spell at will, who else besides the third brother? ?"

The people at the Xiaoyaomen have experienced too many things.

From the very beginning, when I came to this battlefield, I knew that this battlefield had already been turned into a general place of [the land of the curse].

The strength of the Nether Territory army is infinitely amplified, and it can adapt to the battle environment with only devilish energy.

The strength of the demon army was compressed to the lowest.

If it weren't for Mu Yan's Kagura skills, the two sides' enhancement and weakening were balanced.

The demon army may have been killed and injured long ago and fell apart.

[Curse] The enhancement of human strength always comes at a price.

But never expected that the price paid by Netherworld Realm would be so great.

At this moment, it can be said that the Mozu has achieved an overwhelming advantage.

Mu Yan stopped playing, taking out the pill and slowly swallowing it.

Fortunately, Brother San got his salary as soon as possible.

Otherwise, Mu Yan suspected that she would not last long at all.

Using Kagura masters to assist dozens of people, hundreds of people, and supporting an entire army of demons, a huge battlefield, is completely different.

No matter how strong her spiritual energy, immortal energy, demonic energy and divine power were, she could not withstand such consumption.

What's more, she was not in her best condition.

Luo Yu laughed and said: "The two opposite are also spiritual cultivation, right? Now there is no [Spell] support, I don't know how long they can last."

As for them?

Sorry, there is still a lot of conversion talisman that Mu Yan gave, they can use it at will.

The devilish energy around is the murderous poison of others, but to them, it is no different from spiritual energy and immortal energy.

Anye San's sight was withdrawn from the battlefield.

The expression on his face became extremely serious: "Old Qi, it seems that we must fight quickly!"

Dark night nodded, suddenly took out a black curse talisman, and was about to burn it.

Suddenly, there was a sharp whistle in the sky.

"Fen Tian concentrated!!"

"Someone has destroyed [Ghost Curse Formation]!!!"

"At all costs, capture or kill this person alive first!!"