Chapter 971: Each magical power

This earth-shattering scene naturally did not escape the eyes of the kings. When they saw the men around them flying into the sky one by one, they were sucked into the huge black hole, as if the end of the world was coming, one by one. Ω (eight) (a) Ω "Chinese network WwW. ┡81.Zw. COM
At the same time, they themselves feel a huge attraction. If they are not very skilled, they will probably be sucked into the black hole.
"How is this going?"
A roar of resounding in the ghost world, one by one, the king is angry.
"Give me back!"
I saw them show their magical powers one by one, and there was a horrible atmosphere between the heavens and the earth, entangled in their own hands and people, trying to bring them back.
Their skill is indeed profound, and many people have been smashed back, and then, one by one, they hid in the house, shivering, and never dared to come out.
Oh...
One by one, the figure vacated, and the nine kings of the princes flew over the sky above their respective cities. The light flashed in their hands, and one of them smashed into the sky, turning into a huge cover, and an invisible force covered their own. City pool, protect it.
However, the scope of protection of Wang Wangyin was limited, and the people outside the city were panicked and screamed and flew to the black hole, disappearing.
The kings were horrified at the black hole in the sky that swallowed everything, and the heart trembled, and the mind flew, guessing what it was all about.
They tried to perceive the black hole with the gods, but once the gods entered, they seemed to be swallowed into the endless abyss, making them discouraged, and they did not dare to unscrupulously temper.
This situation has never been seen in the ghost world, they are puzzling.
The kings struggled to resist and protect their people.
However, there is no king in the city of Song Jiang Wang sitting in the town, the resilience is minimal, many people have been sucked into the black hole, miserable.
Whistling...
A gust of wind screamed wildly in the eighteen layers of hell, and one ghost appeared in the eighteen layers of hell, supplementing the ghost that was only defeated by three people.
"What is going on?" Tang Yan was shocked and shouted subconsciously.
These ghosts are so strange that there is no trace of a harbinger that appears in the eighteen layers of hell, as if from where it was carried.
Song Jiang Wang paled, he knows more about Nether Ghost than others, and immediately explained: "This is a ghost of ghosts that absorbs the ghosts of the nine secluded hells. These ghosts are contaminated with the yin of the nine secluded hell, lost. Nature, will be used by the Nether King."
"It turns out!"
Tang Haoran realized.
Suddenly, he locked a familiar face in the ghost. This was the ghost he had seen in the city of the runner, and he was attracted.
Song Jiangwang's mind is the most complicated, because he has recognized many familiar faces in these ghosts, these are his men.
On the contrary, the other kings of the king are much less.
He understood it on time, certainly because he did not sit in the town, resisting the attack of the ghosts, so he gave the Nether King a chance.
However, he is now difficult to protect himself, and he does not care for these people.
The Dizang King finally couldn’t sit still, and yelled at the
hands-on
, suddenly bursting into a lotus flower, and carrying him to the Nether King. He folded his hands together and sang the Tibetan scriptures. The verses of the big ones came out of his mouth and flew to the Nether King.
This one verse has great power. When flying to the front of the Nether King, it suddenly becomes bigger, descending from the sky, and suppressing it.
"Hey, do you want to suppress me?" Nether King screamed disdainfully. "The langs broke his land."
Along with his loud noise, the clouds changed color, and all the ghosts blew themselves up, turned into a yin, and then they condensed together and became a huge ghost.
Oh!
The golden verses have been torn apart, and it is difficult to get close to the Nether King.
The Nether King sneered sneerly: "This is the ghost of my Nether Ghost. Is your land stagnation resisted?"
Nether ghost claws, this is a ghost claw that gathers all the ghosts to concise, which sacrifices countless ghosts.
The ghosts that were automatically disintegrated and turned into ghosts were sacrificed.
This is an irreversible process.
The ghosts of the ghosts broke the scriptures, and they headed to the Tibetan kings. The huge ghosts were like sitting on a mountain, overwhelming, and locked the king of the earth, so that he had nowhere to shape.
The Tibetan king did not escape. Instead, he kept chanting the scriptures. A golden light rose from the top of his head and swung up, turning into a golden palm.
Compared with the ghosts and claws, the palm of the hand is small and poor, but it blocks the ghosts and claws, making it impossible to break through its defense.
"Great compassion and compassion!"
The sound of a vicissitudes of life is drawn from the mouth of the king of the earth. This voice seems to contain countless compassion, and it is heart-wrenching to listen to.
The great compassion and the ghosts and the ghosts in the mid-air battle, the brilliance, gold and black complement each other, two different temperament spread in all directions, leaving a palm print and claw marks on the inner wall of the eighteen layers of hell.
"Compassion for the sake of the heart, can only be the common sentient beings." The Tibetan Mastiff slogan, the great compassion and the sorrow of the golden light, once again gently patted on the ghosts of the ghost, a loud bang, a big compassion and a ghost At the same time dissipate annihilation
This attack, the two sides are evenly matched, and no one can even benefit.
The murderous machine in the eyes of the Nether King is hotter, and Sen Ran said: "I have the constant power of the ghost world for my use. You have a bit of skill in the king of the earth, can you compete with me?"
"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?"
The Tibetan king still did not react too strongly, but kept chanting the scriptures.
Suddenly, the scriptures that came out of his mouth changed, and it turned out to be a golden lotus flower.
Mouth can be lotus!
This is a very deep spell.
Every golden lotus is scattered with the power of terror, flying to the side of the Nether King to keep spinning, trying to suppress him.
"Haha, the mouth of the lotus, I used to hear it, I finally saw it today. However, I want to use this spell to suppress me, the king of the land, you are too small to marry me."
The Nether King screamed, his smile slammed, his face was stunned, his palms were intertwined in his chest, and a string of black lightning suddenly popped out of his palm.
"Nine secluded lightning!"
Tang Yan and Song Jiang Wang shouted in unison.
This nine secluded lightning can hurt the tree of life. Naturally, you can imagine how powerful its power is. Tang Yan did not expect that the Nether King would even display nine secluded lightning. Can the Tibetan King still resist him?
Huh...
Ghosts continue to appear in the eighteen layers of hell, blew themselves into the body of the Nether King, and the size of the Nether King is getting bigger and bigger.
suddenly--
Behind the Nether King, two black wings were born, covering almost all of the space of the eighteen layers of hell.
The wings flapped and the Nether King flew up.
The wind was overwhelming, the lightning in his hand was getting thicker and thicker, and finally it became a thick bucket. As he shook his wrist, he screamed "Nine secluded lightning", and when he called, Jiuyou lightning flew to the Tibetan king.
Hey!
Nine secluded lightning was beaten on the golden lotus, the golden light bloomed, but could not hold on for a few times, Jinlian became a golden light.
The face of the Tibetan king was slightly changed, and his heart was shaken, and he was amazed at the fighting power of the Nether King.
The power of these nine secluded lightnings is obviously stronger than the average, at least in the judgment of Tang Yan, completely overcoming the previous findings.
With his cultivation, it is much harder to deal with this nine lightning.
However, he was not eager to start, because the Tibetan king clearly did not make full efforts, and the hand of the deer was not known.
Song Jiangwang always wanted to escape, but he could see the horror power of the Nether King. He suppressed this idea hard.
There is no doubt that once he casts away, the Nether King will definitely be there.
Don't look at the Nether King who is now in full swing with the Tibetan King, as if he is innocent, but Song Jiangwang believes that as long as he has changed, the Nether King will definitely react in the first place.
Song Jiang Wang, sitting on a needle felt, looked at the battle between the Tibetan king and the Nether King.
This earth-shattering battle caused him a deep shock. He realized how small he was. He also tried to dominate the ghost world. With these two stumbling blocks, he could never succeed.
The earth-shattering battle between the King of the Earth and the King of the Nether makes the eighteen layers of tremble. This huge pothole swayed violently, and the surrounding walls collapsed rapidly. This hole is getting bigger and bigger, as if to spread to the ends of the earth. Let the vast ghost world become nine quiet hell.
The mouth of the Tibetan king's mouth can not resist the attack of the nine secluded lightning, the momentum of the Tibetan king has obviously become weaker, which makes Tang Yan and Song Jiang Wang change their faces invariably.
If the Tibetan king really can't resist the Nether King, then the ghost world will definitely suffer the disaster.
By then, it will not only be a ghost, but even the human world will be affected.
Song Jiangwang can sit idly by, but Tang Yan can't stand by. But he is obviously not the opponent of the Nether King, his eyes are dripping straight and his brain is flying.
Suddenly, he looked up at the huge black hole in the sky, which was made by Wang Yinyin. The flash of light flashed and secretly cheered: "There is a way. Since the Nether King relies on the power of other ghosts in the ghost world to support himself, it breaks his After the road, are you done?"
If Song Jiangwang knows this idea, he will certainly sneer at it, because it is easier said than done, and it is harder to do it.
The black hole in the sky, any ghosts close, will definitely be inhaled, and what is the reason behind the broken Nether King?
Instead, it will become part of the power to increase the Nether King.
Therefore, Song Jiangwang can only watch with his eyes open, indifferent, like the fish on the cutting board, life and death are in the hands of others, they can not do the Lord.
Don Juan is not afraid of being afraid of it. He believes that this method is unique and must have a miraculous effect. Therefore, he vacated and flew directly toward the black hole in the sky.