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When Xiao Yan and others were in the area, suddenly the light shone, and Yingying duo dug out tens of thousands of ghost soldiers from the ground, and Zhang Yawu claws fluttered; while in mid-air, the blood day hanged in the sky, the ghost blasted the sky with flames, spit clouds and mist, slowly Slowly approaching, the number is more than a few times more than before; in the middle of the sky, a ghost wearing **** armor, blood eyes soaring to the sky, up to one hundred thousand feet of ghost king holding a bone-bone tomahawk, the tomahawk is full of injustice, as if it is a killing man Thousands of souls condense, making the seven souls and six souls tremble.

The King of Ghosts strode forward, a few miles away in one step. The demon wind swept the world, like a ghost crying, and the battle axe waved at will, like a thunderous thunder in the sky, the power was unparalleled, and all the ghost soldiers around him were all Distraught, bowed to the ground.

"Why are these ghosts more and more?" Ziying\'s face pale.

"Looking at this situation, it is said that the illusion is really unbelievable." The storm murmured and could not help but clenched his fists.

"The Dreambreaker seems angry." Xiao Yan\'s expression also dignified.

Xiao Yan has used the power of the soul to detect it, but the ghost king is overwhelming, the cold light radiates from the armor, blooming **** glory, blocking the invasion of the power of the soul, unable to distinguish between true and false.

Everyone was shocked when they learned of this situation. The hope that had just been ignited was disillusioned, and their hearts were disturbed, and they didn\'t know how to deal with this million troops ...

In the dark palace, the dream-breaker\'s eyes became colder and colder. He held up his wooden staff, and two dazzling blood-colored brilliances passed through the thick wall and sank into the ghost king. A sound of "铿锵" sounded, accompanied by an incomparable sneer, the ghost king\'s tomahawk held up, and the souls gathered, flowing to the blade of the axe. There was a numbness in the scalp, and fear and anxiety emerged.

"What to do? The ghost king seems to have near six-star strength. Is it true or false?" Nan Erming exclaimed.

"And the ghost king is as high as 100,000 feet, the battle axe is tens of thousands feet long, and the whole circle is covered by it. There is no way to dodge." Xiao Zhan was also very worried.

The crowd was anxious, but Xiao Yan was lost in thought.

Now I know that the Dreambreaker is afraid of Skyfire, but the 100,000-foot-tall ghost king in front of it is difficult to distinguish. Even if it is false, the effect of Skyfire is not obvious. The huge ghost king with six stars is not a short dreambreaker. By comparison, even if there is no resistance, the sky fire will burn for a long time, and the ghost king\'s attack is ready to go. There is a shocking power. Sky fire can\'t destroy it before its attack. What should I do?

Binghan and the eerie sneer sounded, it seems to be able to penetrate into human bone marrow, the ghost king battle axe, black light shot, magic flames, the huge tomahawk with unparalleled slash to Xiao Yan and others. As soon as the tomahawk was waved, countless ghosts and soldiers nearby would be turned into powder, all vitality merged into the tomahawk, the tomahawk ’s power increased greatly, covering the world and sweeping the world.

The crisis is coming, the shadow of death is shrouded in everyone\'s heads, and the feeling of despair spreads in everyone\'s hearts.

The more dangerous, the more calm Xiao Yan was. His mind turned sharply. At present, there are two possibilities. One is to assume that the ghost king is true, then he can only hope that Xiao Zhan and others can stop the shock; the second is to assume that the ghost king is summoned by the dreambreaker. Body, then after this blow succeeds, the dreambreaker must have its purpose, there is a great chance of appearing, if so, you can take a bet. Xiao Yan was determined and determined.

Le Shaolong and others glanced at Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan is responsible for protecting Xiao Yan. Even if they let them retreat, they will not retreat. Since there is no way to retreat, they will face the difficulties. Everyone will take a step forward, the spirit will rise, with determination, and the endless storm will explode.

The wind raged, the endless vigor blasted the space in front of it, and the raging forces filled the sky.

The tomahawk has arrived, and the roar of the wind and the sound of the wind, collided with the energy of Le Shaolong and others fiercely. During the tumble of the air, Le Shaolong and others held a very slim hope and guarded Xiao Yan tightly. In front of him, he never gave up, but Xiao Yan didn\'t pay attention to all of this. His handprints changed rapidly, and the sweat on his forehead leaked out a little.

The tomahawk split, such as the mountains falling, shocked Xiao Yan and others. The tomahawk passed through the storm of Qi and was not blocked by half points. If he split it like an illusion, he would smash Xiao Yan.

Everyone felt helpless and desperate, but at this time, a more shocking scene appeared.

Over the tomahawk, time seems to be completely fixed, the wind does not move, the wind does not move, even the raging fighting storm is completely stopped, a leaf is still not far away in the mid-air, only half a foot above the ground.

The complete control of time and space is all too unreal and almost impossible. It seems that it can only be explained by entering a dream.

At this time, Xiao Yan and others were sober-minded, but found themselves in a dark wilderness. In the dark, some people are crying softly, and others are shaking, the people are different, but they are conscious, the terrible picture of broken hands and legs is like a nightmare, and like a ghost, always hovering around this seems to look Not in the marginal space; in the wilderness, gorgeous blood flowers are blooming everywhere, the unwilling despair among teammates is the only theme of this space, the space is so dark that Xiao Yan and others can\'t tell whether this is Huang Quan or a dream ...