The body of the ghost king Raksha slowly stood up, his face was full of sullen color, countless black angers constantly erupted from him, making his face look even more hideous.

An extremely huge pressure erupted from the Rakshasa ghost king, almost covering all the surrounding space, the entire forest was uprooted, and the ground was scraped out of cracks.

The Ghost King Raksha finally used all his strength, and he never kept it anymore.

As if the sky is breaking and the earth is splitting, this place looks like the end of the world.

The squally wind kept roaring, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, even covering the sun above the head, making the earth dim.

"You... all have to die today!"

Raksha Ghost King clenched his fist tightly, he said coldly, his eyes full of crazy killing intent.

In a place extremely far away from here, a huge tall building towered high above the sky, exuding an amazing breath.

That tall building is about nine stories high, and in each floor, there seems to be some horror suppressed.

Outside the pavilions, there were densely plastered various talisman seals, as well as countless unpredictable runes, which were deeply portrayed between the pavilions, emitting a faint light.

And among the nine-story high-rise building, there is an old man sitting cross-legged. There is no aura on his body. He looks ordinary, obviously he has reached the state of returning to the original.

At this moment, the whole tall building suddenly began to vibrate violently.

"Rumble!!!"

Countless dark clouds gathered together, an extremely terrifying gloomy aura, derived from the void, rushing towards the tall building frantically.

In that high-rise building, there were constant whining and roars, which sounded very scary and terrifying.

The old man sitting in the tall building suddenly opened his eyes, and an extremely dazzling light burst out of his eyes, which seemed to penetrate the clouds.

The old man's eyes were full of doubts, and when he felt the terrifying breath, his face changed slightly.

"Oops, why did you move again?" The old man subconsciously squeezed his fist, and then said in a deep voice, his face was very ugly.

Afterwards, an extremely huge pressure broke out on the old man, instantly suppressing all the wailing sounds that were constantly coming from the nine-story tall building.

But only for a short moment, the tall building began to vibrate violently again, as if there was something extremely terrifying, wanting to walk out of it.

"What's the matter with this guy these days, why is he so restless?" The old man's brows furrowed tightly, and he said to himself, his expression was very gloomy.

"Crack!!!"

"Crack!!!"

Cracks continued to emerge in the tall buildings, and those formations began to quickly collapse, and even many of the seals fell off directly, as if they could not suppress the things in it.

The whole world is a gloomy demon, completely devoid of any light, there seems to be an extremely terrifying existence, slowly opening his eyes.

"This guy is actually willing to damage his origin, and even forcefully get rid of the suppression at the expense of falling. Isn't he crazy?" The old man's expression was very gloomy, he clenched his fist tightly, and said aloud One sentence.

At this moment, at the top of the nine-storey high-rise building, a very simple long sword suddenly trembled, and streams of light flowed out from it, quickly covering the entire high-rise building.

After the old man saw this scene, he directly stood up, and then desperately exploded the spiritual power in his body, and quickly poured into the long sword, increasing the power in it.

"Wow..."

The sword aura from that long sword almost condensed into a high hanging waterfall, quickly enclosing the entire tall building, and suppressing all nearby abnormalities.

And in a forest tens of thousands of miles away, a hideous evil spirit suddenly looked startled, and his face turned pale.

"Puff!"

The Ghost King Raksha directly spit out a big mouthful of blood, and his entire soul body became dim, almost without much substance.

"Damn the ghost sword, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

The Rakshasa Ghost King began to roar non-stop, his face was very gloomy, and the power on his body continued to explode, madly destroying everything around him, razing everything nearby to the ground.

"Huh... Even if I don't have the body, I can't kill you, but if I am willing to pay a heavy price, there is nothing wrong with killing Huangquan Devil Emperor!" After roaring for a long time, Raksha Ghost King slowed down. Slowly recovered, and then said to Lin Fan with cold eyes, murderous intent emerged from his body.

After Lin Fan heard the words of Raksha Ghost King, he slightly narrowed his eyes, and began to think quickly in his heart, thinking of a way to escape from here.

"Oh, it would be great if Master Master could be here." After a while, Lin Fan suddenly sighed slightly, and then said with a sullen expression.

In the face of absolute power, any conspiracy and trickery are just futile.

Suddenly Huang Quan stood up straight, he pushed Lin Fan aside, and suddenly opened a vertical eye between his eyebrows.

"Heaven and earth, condensed!!!"

Huang Quan tried desperately to gather the little spiritual power remaining in his body, and he suddenly shouted, looking hoarse.

This sound seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his body began to shake violently, as if he would fall to the ground at any time.

Afterwards, a very illusory huge figure slowly appeared from behind Huang Quan, and gradually became a substance.

The Buddha has three heads and six arms, with an extremely evil aura on his body, his eyes are red, and there seems to be a sea of ​​blood in it.

In addition, the body of that Faxiang burst out extremely terrifying nether power, as if it came from the Nine Youxie Mansion.

This is a powerful method that has not been recorded by the Profound Sky Continent, but its power cannot be underestimated. It is not under the Thirty-Six Laws of Tiangang at all, and it is even worse in some aspects.

"Huh? What kind of ghost is this? It doesn't seem to be Huangquan Faxiang. Is it possible that Huangquan Devil Emperor is a **** thing, reunited with a Faxiang?" After seeing this scene, Raksha Ghost King said to himself in surprise He spoke, his eyes filled with doubts and perplexities.

How difficult is the consolidation of a Dharma image? It contains almost all the avenues and perceptions of a warrior.

Re-condensing the Dhamma is almost equivalent to rebuilding the exercises, completely abandoning the previous road and embarking on another path.

Raksha Ghost King did not expect that Huangquan Devil Emperor would actually make such a choice, which shocked his heart.

Is this guy crazy?