Chapter 1217: , The final flop

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Chapter 1217, the final card
"Hurry up, or even you will be destroyed!" Necromancer panic sounded.
Ghosts are not afraid of high temperature, but turning back to heaven is a spell. Spells are to restrain ghosts. Therefore, they can clearly feel that the body is getting hotter and hotter, and the surroundings are getting hotter and hotter.
There is nothing in this world that can stop you from going back to heaven. The sun is getting bigger and the weather is getting hotter. The world seems to be evaporating.
But at this time, I spit out a bit of blood, and the spell ended automatically.
I stood weak and looked at Hongmeng Tianshu with a shocked voice: "What's going on?"
Before going back to heaven and turning day, I was completely evacuated, and besides, my body seemed to be drained as well, and my skin dwindled at a rate visible to the naked eye. If I do n’t stop, then I might be drained to death.
"Haha, stupid guy." The Necromancer's laughter sounded: "You're really powerful, I was shocked just now. But you underestimate the spell. You know that the power of the spell does not come out of thin air. Especially to the extent that it can destroy the world, then the power consumed will be unprecedented. "
"This power is not enough even for a hundred gods and ghosts, and a in your area is trying to control the spell of world destruction. It is really stupid!"
"No wonder." My face changed slightly, my eyes looked at the Hongmeng Tianshu in front of me, and my voice smiled bitterly: "Going back to heaven and turning to the sun is the easiest to practice among all world-destroying spells. I thought I could master this power."
"Well, what if you have mastered it? You simply don't have enough power to launch it." The voice of the Necromancer dismissed: "Okay, I have lost interest. You can die."
After she finished speaking, the Ghost King Corps rushed over, and the millions of ghost kings formed by millions of ghost kings were walking at night, which was enough to destroy everything. The number of ghost seas in the sky cannot be calculated.
"Really," I sighed, and then held the prison, the voice murmured: "It seems I can only use that trick. I didn't want to do this."
"Well, don't bluff, you can't use the magic weapon of world extinction anymore. Today is your day of burial!" The voice of Necromancer rang. At this time, the Ghost King Corps surged towards me.
The army of ghost kings above the sky is enough to bombard and crush everything. Under this force, even I can't move.
"Play the ghost sea with me, you are a hundred years too early!" I sneered, and inserted the prison in my hand directly into the ground, my red blood eyes coldly said: "Just let you see, prison The real power of it. "
The prison was inserted into the ground, covered in horrible blood. Between heaven and earth, as if something was touched.
The stratum is trembling slightly, and even the world is trembling slightly. The whole ground is shaking. Accompanied by the jail inserted into the ground. Countless undead wailed. Sweep the ground into a huge grief.
This is a place, revealing a dreadful and terrifying breath, a surging wave of arrogance! The blood is rushing endlessly, the mist is lingering, and the gust of wind is disgusting. Scarlet blood. Converge into a river,
The huge scary horns of the stratum continuously penetrate the stratum. The stratum that continues to penetrate up is broken. The ghosts around were unable to dodge and were penetrated directly.
In front of them, something crazy happened. The surrounding ground is constantly being broken, as if there is a horrible thing, just going through the ground!
With the blood hidden in the sun, it was a world of asuras. A huge city was just flooded up.
The terrible martyr city spread all over the world. The boundaries around are constantly extending.
Horrible undead are also constantly surging out, like the kingdom of the dead. I can feel it clearly. The number of undead here is almost endless.
"Well, come on, let you see, the power of the dying city." I sneered.
And at this time, ghosts began to flow out of the vain city, and their numbers were increasing, and like the unstoppable torrent at the back, they just came out like crazy.
"Wat the Dead City? Is that legend true?" The Necromancer's voice rang, full of horror.
At this time, the surrounding ghost sea also met opponents. That is just like them, endless ghosts. No matter the quantity, or all aspects are very difficult to deal with.
I held the prison and looked at the dying city in front of me, filled with satisfaction. What a terrible power. I can control this force at will now. This force is enough to subvert any dynasty.
The ghosts that emerged from the dying city just converged with the sea of ​​ghosts.
The two ghost seas are impacting, and the void is twisting, and at the same time, countless ghost kings have poured out of the dying city, and it seems to be competing with the ghost king army of the Necromancer, and also formed a terrible army.
The number of ghosts besieging us is billions, which is simply impossible to calculate.
The number of ghosts drilled in vain is also endless. under these circumstances. The two forces collided together, as if they were falling apart,
I looked at the end of darkness, and my voice murmured: "It's just a kingdom of evil spirits, see me subvert it!"
Then I waved the prison in my hand, and then said, "Charge me!"
In my order, the ghost corps composed of the vain city attacked frantically, and one wave after another emerged from the vain city as if it were continuous. You know, this is the power that even the territories are terrified of.
At this time, seeing this scene, the soldiers in the ghost tram finally rest assured. They got into the ghost tram one by one, and all chose to leave. After all, at this time, they can't help much.
This is a war between ghosts and ghosts.
Looking at the dying city in front of me, my face did not get better. Because the power of the dying city is terrible, but it can be banned by the prefecture. Last time I was unable to summon the dying city. This time I am afraid it will not last long.
The existence of the city of dying is a huge threat to the prefecture, so this also means that every time I use the city of dying, I take a huge risk, but at this time I have no choice.
So wave after wave of ghost soldiers rushed out to converge with ghost soldiers in the kingdom of evil spirits. As if endless.
The war continued like this. I sat indifferently in the main palace of the dying city, squinted, and murmured, "Let me see the details of the kingdom of evil spirits."