Chapter 101: Hate

Static...
At the moment, with the roar of the roar, the rest of the evil spirits are only quiet.
It seems that Wang Chen’s move, even his evil spirits, was shocked.
Under a trick, Wang Chen turned out to be a powerful killer of the mysterious three-level killer. This is what is shocking.
A hegemonic trick that directly led to the punishment of God, the killer was split into two.
嘶...
Seeing this scene, in the distance, praying is even more wide-eyed, and he a cold breath.
"This...how is it possible..."
There are some unbelievable muttering words.
Under this trick, even the people at the third level of Xuanyue were killed, Wang Chen... How did he do it?
This is still the performance of a person who has just stepped into the Xuan Yue class. This is simply against the sky.
In an instant, praying only felt that his heart seemed to be shackled, and his breathing became difficult.
In his heart, beyond the shock, the rest is only fear, endless fear.
The people at the third level of Xuanyue are not opponents of Wang Chen, then he...
The body trembled a little, and the praying face was pale.
"Go."
Soon, he got the idea.
Go, now you must escape. Otherwise, you will stay here. There is only one dead road. This space is too strange. Even the strongest of the three-level moon enters here and there is no counterattack. The force was strangled, and the man who is at the level of the mysterious month must fight to escape.
Under the threat and fear of death, prayer is already chilling.
A deep breath, at this moment, the prayer does not hesitate to directly crush the signature in the hand.
This is what he had prepared before. When he entered the evil spirits field, he prayed that he felt something was wrong, especially the appearance of the illusion, but it made the prayer feel uneasy.
In the end, the illusion became more and more fierce, and it was true and false. In this case, the killer spirit of God's punishment suffered tremendous trauma, and even the prayer was the wound of the soul.
At that moment, praying is the idea of ​​escape.
So, he has not taken the initiative to attack Wang Chen. On the one hand, it is naturally because of the entanglement of evil spirits, because of the confusion of the illusion, on the other hand, the beginning of praying at that moment is already preparing for the future. It is.
At this moment, seeing that the gods are killed, the prayer is already giving up the last hope.
Hang...
In the hand, the moment, the one on his hand was crushed.
"Not good."
Feeling a strange energy emanating from the hands of the prayer, after killing the gods, the face of Wang Chen changed greatly.
This prayer...want to escape.
There is a sign... is it something that helps him escape.
"Hume."
The roar of the roar came, and Wang Chen’s figure flashed and rushed toward the prayer with the speed of terror.
"Hey, late, Wang Chen, today's hatred, I remember, come to Japan to be a hundred times to return, you wait for the endless pursuit of God."
Looking at Wang Chen, he rushed toward himself at this time, and prayed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Before you started preparing for this road, Wang Chen discovered it now, how could he stop his departure.
Even if this is in the space field of Wang Chen, this one in his hand is a very precious existence in the devil world.
This mark can help pray for the obstacles that pass through everything and the danger of leaving everything.
Calling...
The wind whistling, accompanied by the crumpling of the seal, the next moment, a violent energy is generated.
This energy is constantly spreading, and the whole person is wrapped up in the blink of an eye. Then, the praying body gradually becomes illusory, as if it may disappear at any time.
"Damn, not good."
When I saw this scene, Wang Chen was shocked.
Wang Chen knows the role of this seal, but at this time he also knows that he found it too late. This prayer, I did not expect that there is such a good thing in his body. .
咻咻...
Finally, in the moment when Wang Chen chased the front of the prayer, the praying figure disappeared completely and disappeared into the evil ghost space.
With the help of the logo, the prayer has left the field of evil spirits.
Leaving Wang Chen, the face is ugly.
Wang Chen thought of the vine in the Tiancheng. At the beginning, did he not disappear in front of himself? However, the golden charm of the vines was more powerful and stronger.
But, even then, the one that prays in the hand is a precious and precious existence.
He actually used this thing...
"Pray, you can't escape, the devil's house, I will kill you."
A deep breath, Wang Chen’s eyes flashed in the cold, watching the empty evil spirits space, he coldly picked it up.
Since the prayer has escaped, it is useless to do anything now, but Wang Chen can be sure that this prayer is still within the mouth of the tiger, and he will go to the demon house.
As such, he has the opportunity to kill and pray, and he will not give up.
As for now...
After gradually calming down, Wang Chen turned to look at the evil spirits field.
"Soul refining."
A deep breath, Wang Chen pinched a few notes.
The refining of the soul, the soul of the god-killer who was killed before was swallowed by the king of the ghosts, but this does not matter, this is the space of Wang Chen, the king of the ghost is the ghost of Wang Chen The king, the soul of the gods of the killer can not completely disappear.
Under Wang Chen’s signature, the king of the ghosts spit out the soul fragments of the gods.
"Hehe."
Wang Chen quickly pinched out one of the seals, and he began to recombine the soul of the gods.
Xuanyue Level 3, such a soul, but powerful enough, he, enough to be part of the king of the ghosts, to form part of the king of the late return.
After a moment, under the mark of Wang Chen, the soul of the god-killer once again appeared in front of Wang Chen, and then, the evil spirits field produced a strange atmosphere to begin refining this soul.
There was no time spent, and Wang Chen completely controlled this soul. At this moment, Wang Chen added a powerful evil spirit.
"Receive."
There is a wielding in the hands of a ghost, and Wang Chen collects the soul of this god-killer, and collects all the other evil spirits.
Calling...
A gust of wind whizzed past, and the situation of ghosts and dances disappeared before, and the evil spirits field began to become clean.
Looking at the Wan Guiling in his hand, Wang Chen showed a satisfied smile. This is really the first battle of Wan Guiling. The first battle of wielding thousands of evil spirits, with the number of evil spirits nowadays The increase, it seems that Wan Guiling has shown a really strong side.
"But this is not enough."
Wang Chen muttered with a sigh of relief.
This is not enough. He needs a bigger evil spirit. He needs to make the ghost order stronger.
A few days of fighting, losing hundreds of evil spirits, but also need to make up.
If there are hundreds of thousands of evil spirits in today's Wan Guiling, how can there be a chance to escape?
"Death Grand Canyon...I don't know, there can be such a place within the Devil."
Wang Chen secretly thought.
Only in such a place can you collect endless evil spirits.
"Sura field."
Retracting the idea, Wang Chen changed the field scene, he came to the field of Shura.
"He, it's yours."
refers to the body of the gods who were divided into two on the ground, Wang Chen said to the Shura King in front.
Xuanyue 3, even if you lose your soul, then his body must be powerful, which can bring great help to the king of Shura.
The present Wang Chen, too much energy, too much soul, too much blood.
Only endless energy, endless soul, endless blood, endless power, can make his field more powerful.
吼吼...
When he heard Wang Chen’s words, King Shura made a roar of noise. The next moment, his body flashed and rushed toward the body of the gods.
Stabbing thorns...
The tearing sound came, but in a blink of an eye, the king of Shura began to devour the madness.
"Okay, it's time to go, the devil's house is about to open."
Looking at this scene, Wang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, then muttered to himself.
Although he entered the tiger's mouth, but how far is it from the front of the demon house, Wang Chen knows that he must rush to the demon house as soon as possible.
Soon, the field was removed, and Wang Chen returned to Huxiaokou.
Looking at the sky of the yellow sand, Wang Chen brows, he went to the side of the sand tiger, after the sand tiger's body pulled out a ten-order monster, after the demon, it is also the body of the sand tiger Throw into the Shura space.
All this last night, Wang Chen only once again wiped the other end of the tiger's mouth.
......
"Calling..."
"Bastard."
When Wang Chen continued to move forward, at this time, at the starting point of Huxiaokou, praying once again appeared here.
Unfamiliar with Hu Xiaokou, he did not dare to use it even if he had a seal. He let himself return to the starting point of Huxiaokou.
The eyes are filled with resentment and cold eyes, and the face of prayer is a bit embarrassing.
The killing failed, his killing of Wang Chen not only failed, but also took a powerful killer of God's punishment, which makes the prayers reassuring.
"I didn't expect that your strength has improved so much."
Thinking of the strength that Wang Chen showed before, the prayer is even more heavy and expressionful.
The creature that I thought was easy to pinch, but at this time it showed such a terrible strength in front of myself. This is extremely uncomfortable for anyone, even praying to know Now, I want to kill Wang Chen by strength. It is even more impossible.
The strange space, until now is still to be afraid of praying.
"No, I won't give up, Wang Chen, you are dead, you are dead... I want to kill you, there are people who are punished, and another killer of God's punishment, he is stronger, There are also people in my city's main government, they are also very strong, Wang Chen, I see how you resist."
After that, after a moment of silence, the prayers roared like wild animals.
In his eyes, the only thing left is murder, only hatred.