Chapter 426: A terrifying battle, two quasi-Yama-level deities, six half-kings
On the dark river surface, the temperature dropped to freezing point. The water suddenly began to turn red, and a large amount of blood gurgled up, which was extremely weird.
A pale hand stretched out from the blood, grabbed the river surface, and climbed up little by little.
This is a monster.
Humanoid, with pale skin, wearing a red ancient official robe.
His eye sockets were sunken, his brow bones were high, and his face was full of crazy expressions.
"Son of the River God!"
"Director Jiang, be careful. This is a monster that is equivalent to Yama!"
Jiang Chen had just heard everyone's reminder and looked over again, only to find that the Son of God Jiang had disappeared. He frowned slightly, took a step forward, shrank the ground an inch, and appeared ten thousand meters away.
The next moment.
"boom"
The place where he was standing seemed to be hit by something terrifying, and waves of several hundred meters were blown up.
Jiang Chen still couldn't see the other person's figure clearly, and a strong sense of foreboding rose in his heart again. Without saying a word, he once again used the shrinking technique...
Amidst the terrifying roar, the place where Yuan Yu was standing was once again attacked by terror.
The opponent's strength is beyond imagination.
It was almost the same pressure as the one the City King had brought to him before. If he was hit once, he might be seriously injured and dying!
The son of He Bo and the son of Jiang Shen both possess the strength of quasi-Yama Luo.
This background is too terrifying.
Jiang Chen could only temporarily avoid the attack and retreat again and again.
At this time, coffins floated up from the Changhe River.
Some were redwood coffins, some were heavy blackwood coffins, some were sealed with talismans, and some were stone coffins weighing over a thousand jin...
Coffins were suspended on the water, emitting terrifying auras that stirred up the river water, causing it to churn like crazy. The aura began to spread outwards, as if it wanted to destroy everything on both sides of the river bank!
"Fuck! So many?"
"What should we do? We obviously don't have enough people!"
"Mr. Zou, how many can you deal with?"
A group of great masters of the underworld looked troubled. They counted and found that there were six coffins, and the aura they emitted was all that of a half-king. This was too horrifying and an unimaginable power.
"What the hell are you guys thinking of me?" Zou Lianshan's face darkened. "One at most. I'm only at the Half King level, not a very powerful person."
At this time, a mahogany coffin opened and a woman in a wedding dress and heavy makeup walked out.
"Zou Lao, just one at a time, hurry up, this guy looks like the Goddess of the River God, not everyone can handle him."
Several people spoke quickly.
The aura emanating from the woman was terrifying. Although not as strong as that of the Son of He Bo, she was definitely at the top level among the semi-kings.
Zou Lianshan's hands shook violently and he almost fell down from mid-air. What the hell happened to me?
"Move the mountain, use all your strength, otherwise we will both die this time."
"If someone else kills me, I can still spare your life. The ghost at the bottom of the river should be your natural enemy. Can you lift that mountain and smash it on her?"
He said to himself.
Soon, his face turned pale and ferocious, and he seemed to want to retreat and leave the battlefield, but was stopped by Zou Lianshan's will.
Finally, he let out a bad omen and looked at a mountain beside the Changhe River with a dark face. He gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, and the mountain rose into the air very slowly.
Goddess Hebo had also identified her target and walked towards Zou Lianshan.
“Move the mountain!!”
He roared, and an invisible mountain pressed down on him, temporarily blocking him. With great speed, he used his hands to move the mountain.
Two half-kings, fighting together.
The remaining Luo Ji and others looked embarrassed, because at this time, the black wooden coffin opened again, and a humanoid monster covered with white hair rushed out.
"what to do?"
"What else can we do? Form a ghost messenger formation!"
"It's too dangerous. Besides, there are too many half-kings in the Ghost Sacrifice lineage. How useful can the Ghost Messenger Formation be?"
"I can only stop as many as I can. That's all I can do..."
"All the Yin messengers, listen to my orders."
"Ghost Formation!"
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