Vol 3 Chapter 623: Live well

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Yu Shangrong took charge.
A gang wind formed in front of him.
Basil, with red eyes, shouted, "Please God, please!"
The remaining witchcraft practitioners quickly cast four apertures.
"Great witch,
"Please listen to my request,
"Please use the power of my witch god,
"Soul, come back!
"The Quartet cannot lay in a halt.
"There is a tall man there,
"Just waiting to search your soul.
"come back--"
The huge purple circles gathered around and covered the sky, and all flew towards Basil quickly.
Yu Shangrong's body flickered and he was still calm.
When he saw this scene, he knew that Basil was much stronger than expected.
Among the witchcraft practitioners, the junior wizard can only perform some basic witchcraft, such as healing, eviction, etc. This is equivalent to the practitioners in the Fanhai; some intermediate witchcraft practitioners can master the junior and intermediate Voodoo formations, voodoo traps, gu tricks, manipulative wills, etc.; some advanced voodoo practitioners can arrange large formations, which can block thousands of troops... The big witch has the ability to control the dead, in addition to knowing all the above powers, The power to invite God to come.
Basil clearly belongs to the last category.
Yu Shangrong flashed three ghosts...
From left to right, the space feels hazy.
Those remaining witchcraft practitioners were instantly crossed by Yu Shangrong's figure.
Hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
Han Mang flashed across their necks.
One by one fell from the air.
Falling down the cliff.
They are dying!
Trying to stop Yu Shangrong's footsteps with his life.
All the witchcraft practitioners, with the witchcraft aperture, fled to Yu Shangrong.
Yu Shangrong just struggled to wield his sword.
Come back into the three souls.
Hundreds of witchcraft practitioners fell...
It was then that a purple cloud formed in the sky.
Cover the duo.
Purple rain falls!
...
This is no ordinary purple rain.
Every drop of purple rain can penetrate the body, corrode the soul, and destroy the will.
Yu Shangrong was unhurried and turned 360 degrees. When he was facing the young man Yu Zhenghai, he took a palm print.
That palm print looks like a dragon claw, grab Yu Zhenghai, and push harder!
boom!
The young boy Yu Zhenghai left the area of ​​Ziyu and drifted towards the direction of the sky.
"Brother--" the young man Yu Zhenghai exclaimed in silence.
But the next second, Yu Shangrong was covered by purple rain.
Like a waterfall.
From the outside... I can't see Yu Shangrong's figure at all, so I can't judge his life or death.
Juzheng Yu Zhenghai felt that the qi at his feet was weakening rapidly... which meant that the vitality of the exhibitor was also declining.
He was nervous.
Ziyu completely blocked his sight...
Basil and the few remaining voodoo practitioners almost believed that under the power of the sage, Yu Shangrong, who was Baye, would also be hit hard.
I have sacrificed so many people, paid such a big price... worth it.
Basil's sullen sullenness on his chest gradually cleared.
As long as Yu Shangrong can be killed.
Worth it!
Everything is worth it.
Ziyu lasted a quarter of an hour.
The young boy Yu Zhenghai felt the grief beneath his feet and could no longer control it and dissipated!
He fell down.
Almost at the same moment, the sky burst into purple rain! Jiangang whirls upward in an umbrella-like shape, blocking all the purple rain from the outside!
Yu Shangrong stepped into the air empty-handed, his eyes tenacious, and the three figures were vacillated and continued to advance!
See this scene!
Even Barston had a goose bump!
"not dead?!!!"
At first, Yu Shangrong just kept walking his sword in the purple rain.
He tried his best to wield each sword and cut off all the purple rain... This is also the basic homework for practicing sword in the rain. As far as he is concerned, even in a waterfall, he can make it drip-proof. This is his sword.
"This is impossible--"
Basil's mouth trembles, his pupils change drastically, his expressions are mixed, and Yu Shangrong's three figures have already come to him.
Five witchcraft practitioners remained in front of them.
Basil waved his scepter: "How can you kill me without a sword!!!"
Yu Shangrong's face was cold and stern, and a slender sword was bursting between his index finger and his middle finger, with his finger as his sword!
"Who says that without a sword, you cannot kill!"
Straight figure, push forward with two fingers!
寧
Jiangang a series of five.
Five people fell.
Yu Shangrong continued to rush forward, as fast as lightning.
boom!
Jian Gang bypassed the scepter and passed through Basil's heart, leaving a blood hole.
Yu Shangrong saw that there was no Basil, so he turned and dived... and flew towards the youngster Yu Zhenghai.
Basil looked at his chest in disbelief, blood filled.
The purple rain faded quickly in the sky.
The purple aperture also faded quickly.
The upper part of the abyss gradually quieted down... only him was left in a blink of an eye, and he was suspended in the air with difficulty.
His plan is perfect, from Loulan to Ruoli, from design traps, to ambush in the abyss.
Only the wrong calculation was made-Yu Shangrong's power.
Basil looked down and saw Yu Shangrong's figure straight down... trying to save the fallen teenager.
He seemed to understand something... withdraw the power of his body.
Fall down.
The wind swept across my ears.
"Even if it is dead, I want to see you trapped under the abyss!" Basil planted his head.
He continued to sink.
His eyes were always locked on Yu Shangrong's body.
Yu Shangrong clapped his palm forward, and his palms flew downward.
The rate of sinking is getting faster and faster.
This vast abyss seems to be bottomless...
There were practitioners who tried to explore and excavate the secrets in the abyss. Through the efforts of generations, the death of countless practitioners came to a conclusion: those who enter the abyss will die for nine lives.
The only hope for survival is to give up halfway and return immediately!
I don't know how long it has fallen, the light in the sky has also become dim and dull, and the surrounding silence is like night, like dusk.
Yu Shangrong took the palm print again!
Yu Zhenghai, whose palm claw marks like a dragon's claws, continued to sink into the abyss.
Basil who saw this scene shouted, "Give up!"
Yu Shangrong's eyes were calm, unyielding, and he waved with one palm!
call!
The palm print grabbed the young boy Yu Zhenghai and flew upward.
Basil said, "Late!"
Yu Shangrong felt that the abyss was generating a strong attraction.
He wanted to control Qi upward, but because of the huge consumption of vitality, he could only maintain a balance with this power.
Causes him to stay in the dark void.
"If he died, Lou Lan would be buried with all of them!" Yu Shangrong's tone was indifferent, and he threw a loud voice.
Basil fell from above, and the remaining force dragged him forcibly.
Cough...
"Why?" Basil shuddered.
Shouldn't the spearhead be aimed at the soft people?
He died on the site of the Ruri people, and it should be the Ruri people who should be pursued by Mo Tiange.
"Stay alive." Yu Shangrong struggled to pull his hand, but found that the young boy Yu Zhenghai was sinking rapidly and comatose.
With a palm up, he hit Yu Zhenghai.
Yu Zhenghai broke away from the attraction and flew upward.
Basil couldn't understand: "A normal person, is it worth your doing this?"
For an ordinary person, it is necessary to bury an eight-leaf, this account is not worth anything!
Yu Shangrong shot this palm and sent it out of Zhenghai, and he was bound to sink.
He looked at Yu Zhenghai flying upward in the sky and said indifferently: "A lot of things, you think it is worth it, then it is worth it."
Basil seemed to understand something.
He remembered the past and the dispute between Loulan and Dayan.
Think of the 70,000 corpses on the Gobi beach.
I remembered the river of Guluojiang stained with blood...
There is endless disputes and endless struggles.
The great sages once said that humans are the best animals in the world.
For the end of the fight, why?
"Perhaps, this is the reason why Dayan is stronger than all races..."
Suddenly, Basil erupted the remaining purple power in his whole body, UU reading www.uukanshu. com flew out the last purple cloud like marshmallow and flew upward.
He dragged Yu Zhenghai... and flew in the direction of the sky.
"Unfortunately, I have no more power to save you..."
"...I just ask, let the people of Loulan pass."
After talking, Basil closed his eyes and his whole body was burned with a strange purple flame.
This is the last dignity left by the big witch to prevent himself from being manipulated by other big witch...fire of self-immolation.
The flames devoured him little by little... until they dissipated into the vast abyss, and no trace was seen.
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