Vol 2 Chapter 278: Ghost Heavenly Power!

Chapter 278 The Nether Heavenly Power!
Three thousand soldiers, all above the ghost commander. Watch 1 Mao 2 Line 3 Chinese Network
After they killed their enemies, under the command of Zhao Xuan, a few breaths of effort reunited and stood neatly.
The three thousand ghosts are handsome and powerful.
Zhao Xuan stood in the vanity, turning a blind eye to the mountains of the Eight Desolate Ghosts. He only looked at Ye Jia and said, "Master Qilu, the 3,000 soldiers in the ghost camp are all advanced ghost commanders, and the remaining members are 3010!"
Including the leader of each team and Zhao Xuan, the ghost camp originally had 3,301 people. After several battles, only 21 people were damaged, showing the fierce combat power!
Ye Jia smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Very good, starting today, you are the ghost handsome camp!"
Ghost handsome camp!
Three thousand ghosts are handsome!
Seeing this, the Eight Desolate Ghosts suddenly felt so shocked in their hearts. Just a few thousand ghost generals, almost all of the six ghost emperors are readily available.
But he was very sure that the whole ghost world, except for the supreme god, would never have more than 3,000 ghosts!
Is Shura's power already directed at the Supreme Master!
The Bahuang ghost's ambition was shocked, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he could not speak for a long time.
"Thank you for your name !!"
The three thousand ghosts shouted in unison, shouting in all directions, moving in popularity, with amazing momentum.
The invincible ghosts finally transformed the camp into a more powerful ghost handsome camp! At this moment, the hearts of the three thousand soldiers were extremely excited and inspiring.
They know that they will one day swept the whole ghost world!
And that day will never be far!
The eyes of every soldier in the ghost commander camp were full of firmness. Watch 1 Mao 2 Line 3 Chinese Network
Ye Jia nodded: "Okay, you are waiting here, until I clear up these eight desolate ghosts."
"Yes!"
The Three Thousand Ghosts promised in unison, the world was shaken, and there was no half-reservation. As if Ye Jia's victory over the seemingly powerful Eight Wild Ghosts was a normal thing, no doubt was needed at all.
When this word reached the ears of the Eight Deserted Ghosts, he suddenly became furious and pointed at Ye Jia: "Sura! Don't be too arrogant! My strength of the Eight Deserted Ghosts is by no means you can imagine!"
Ye Jia smiled slightly, not quite thinking: "Your strength? I'm looking forward to ..."
After listening to it, the Eight Desolate Ghosts became more gloomy, clenched their fists, and gritted their teeth, saying, "Well ... you will pay for your arrogance!"
After all, I saw a shock in the palm of his hand, holding the halberd of the sky tightly, while at the same time making another sword as the sword, pointed at the halberd of the sky.
"Booming ..."
As if the thunderous thunder beating endlessly, the sound of the rumble was endless and thrilling.
With the rumble of thunder, the majestic light of the heavens is already full of majestic light, and it is immense and imposing.
Then the eight wild ghosts yelled loudly, and the endless eight wild lights were burst out on their arms, and they were integrated into the heavenly halberd.
Its silver rune flickered endlessly, as if burning, and the mysterious breath of the fiery child surged out, burning the surrounding void.
"Ghostly Heavenly Power!"
The body of the Eight Desolate Ghosts was immensely bright, and then came out, and then the halberd of the heavenly horror trembled, and eventually dispersed into a fiery streamer, in the color of purple, along his arm, into the ghost.
The halberd of the heavens, carrying the might of the heaven, uses the power of the eight wastelands as the medium, and finally merges with the eight wasteland ghosts.
At this time, the eight wasteland ghost males are like the symbol of Tianwei in the whole ghost world, and there is great power between raising their hands and throwing their feet.
A few moments later, when the countless light from the Eight Wastelands disappeared, the Eight Wasteland Ghosts had turned into the color of purple gold, and the original silver runes were turned into the color of darkness. The mysterious and weird breath is palpitating.
The Eight Desolate Ghosts looked grim and looked at Ye Jia, his eyes were full of blood.
He said coldly, "Sura, let me see how much power you can have!"
After all, the whole person turned into a purple gold electro-optical light that burst out, and instantly broke through the void, and the speed was almost unimaginable.
Seeing this, Ye Jia was not afraid, but only clenched his fists in his hands. He seemed to be ignorant of a prophet and smashed into the void in front of him.
"boom!!"
Both fists are like mountains, the void trembles, and the power of terror comes out.
I saw a flash of Zijin Guanghua, and the Eight Desolate Ghosts manifested instantly. At this time, he was facing Ye Jia's fist with both hands, and his eyes were full of incredible color.
"Impossible! How can you detect my movements!" Eight barbaric ghosts called in horror.
Ye Jia smiled coldly and said, "Want to know why? It's actually very simple, because-"
With that said, the Eight Desolate Ghosts saw a flash of light in front of them, and Ye Jia disappeared without a trace.
"What!" He was even more shocked, and looked around quickly, trying to find out where Yejia was hiding.
But after searching for a long time, he still found nothing, and when he was in panic, a sudden voice came from his ear: "Because you are too slow!"
As soon as the words fell, a fist slammed into the center of his huge body.
"boom--!!"
A terrible force came down the mountain, and the eight desolate ghosts trembled immediately and were hit by a fly.
The Eight Desolate Ghosts flew into the air as if they were mountains, and when there were rumbling sounds, they were trembling in the void, evoking the sound of wind and thunder!
After Ye Jia struck, he flickered again, and immediately caught up with the Eight Wild Ghosts who were blown out. He came fiercely and then kicked out with a kick.
This strike force was heavily sinking, and the devouring force was transformed into infinite power several times, killing with mightiness.
The Bahuang Guixiong is being beaten by Ye Jia's fist, and this foot is hit again, even when he screamed, "Ahh !!!!"
Before the sound fell, he was blown out again, and the momentum was rainbow, which stirred the boundless situation.
After a while, the Bahuang Guixiong fell from the air and hit the ground.
"Booming--"
The eight desolate ghost males smashed into the earth, and suddenly there was a wave of shaking, the earth cracked everywhere, and the Yin burst out.
The sound of a piece of crushed rock falling to the ground, the smoke was floating, and the dust settled for a long time.
After everything was calm, the eight desolate ghosts struggled to stand up and looked at Ye Jia's eyes, which already had a thick dread.
Even ... fear.
He panted and looked at Ye Jia with vigilance, and then slowly said, "Sura, your power is so strong, beyond my expectation again and again ... It is incredible."
After a pause, he straightened up, as if recovering a bit, and then exhaled deeply, saying, "So it looks like this is really a deadly battle."