Chapter 395: Killing the Fog Ghost Quasi-King, King-level Conflict

"Swallow the sky!"

The instinct buried deep in his blood was ready to move. Jiang Chen opened his mouth wide, his facial muscles became extremely ferocious, and he sucked in with all his strength.

A strong wind blew, and sand and stones flew everywhere.

The blood mist around him took the brunt of the attack and poured crazily into his mouth.

This is different from the Ghost Chariot's soul-devouring golden eyes. The golden eyes only swallow Yin energy, but the Sky-Swallowing Eyes swallow everything, including blood mist, grass, rocks, curses, and even the flesh and blood of two quasi-ghost kings. They are all eroded by the wind and turned into powder and sucked away!

This moment.

They were completely panicked and stared at the man in front of them as if he were a monster.

"No……"

"How is it possible that you can swallow my ghost cave?!"

The skeleton of the Fog Ghost Quasi-King was even cleaner, and all his strength was being plundered uncontrollably. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop it.

This feeling of powerlessness is enough to drive people crazy.

Even if she is a quasi-ghost king!

"If you swallow my curse, aren't you afraid of being assimilated into a monster like me?"

"Damn it, stop it! Stop it now!"

The Mist Ghost Quasi-King flashed and appeared in front of Jiang Chen, while another blurry Quasi-Ghost King, holding a sharp spear, appeared behind Jiang Chen.

This time.

It was his turn to escape.

Jiang Chen's expression suddenly became extremely strange. One side of his face was crying, the other side was smiling. One side looked as ferocious as a demon, and the other side was as kind as a Buddha.

Then he took a step forward.

Another self suddenly walked out of my body.

"Guess which one is the real me?"

He smiled at the two quasi-ghost kings in an extremely strange way, and fled in two directions respectively, while continuing to open his mouth wide and swallow this piece of ghost den.

At this moment, Jiang Chen had one body that was golden and radiant with Buddha's light, while the other had skin that had turned purple and black and was filled with demonic energy.

This is the Buddha's demon body.

One body is Buddha, the other body is devil.

The Fog Ghost Quasi-King was so shocked that he was stunned for a moment, and then he coldly scolded: "You are trying to be mysterious!"

"Kill them all, and I won't care whether you are real or fake."

As she spoke, she and the vague quasi-ghost king chased after him separately.

In the blink of an eye, he caught up with Jiang Chen from a kilometer away.

Or rather, he stopped on his own.

He turned around in his Buddha form and punched the vaguely quasi-ghost king with a righteous and majestic aura: "Monster, die!!"

In his demonic form, he grinned wildly and laughed, pouncing on the Mist Ghost Quasi-King: "Hahaha, if I become a demon, there will be no Buddha in the world!"

The crowd stared in amazement.

What a double standard!

Everything Jiang Chen swallowed was crushed and digested, turning into the purest energy to replenish his demonic power. As one grew stronger while the other weakened, the Buddha and the demon directly suppressed the two quasi-ghost kings.

The Buddha's body punched the vague ghost king again and again.

The demon body directly pounced on the Mist Ghost Quasi-King, lay on top of her, and sucked her mercilessly.

The opponent was already injured by the Six-Mind Thunder Method, so he launched a ghost cave, distorted reality and summoned a dead half-king in an effort to change the situation of the battle.

But Jiang Chen was really evil and didn't give her any chance to turn the tables.

“Ah…ah…ah!”

All that echoed around was the miserable cry of this quasi-ghost king filled with unwillingness and despair.

Being killed directly is nothing.

For a strong person of this level, he has long understood that life and death are determined by fate, and that this day will come for him.

The most terrifying thing is to watch your own strength and body being sucked away bit by bit, but being unable to do anything. This is tantamount to torture!

final.

The skeleton of the Fog Ghost Quasi-King had lost its color, and Jiang Chen sucked the Yin Shen Hammer in one hand and smashed it into pieces inch by inch.

The blurry quasi-ghost king disappeared directly along with the disappearance of the blood-colored ghost den.

When you see a name appear on the hammer.

Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

This moment.

The whole place was dead silent.

Pairs of eyes looked at the blood-covered boy, filled with awe and fear.

At this moment, a large amount of blood suddenly began to gush out of the soul-calming coffin nearby, and a strange roar was heard from inside. It seemed that Uncle Wei's breakthrough had reached the most critical point.