The huge Temple Hammer smashed down, and a cold ancient formation rose up...
One king after another took action, and the scene was so terrifying that it was difficult to describe.
Faced with this scene, Jiang Chen handled it calmly, and with a somersault, he appeared 100,000 meters away.
Before a king-level warrior attacks, he will lock onto his opponent with his mind. Even if the opponent is also a king-level warrior and takes a step back ten thousand meters, he will still track him.
However, one hundred thousand meters is too far.
The attacks that were aimed at their targets collided with each other, creating a terrifying huge pit in the Valley of Gods, and even affected several divine spirits.
The next moment, something happened that made the kings despair.
After Jiang Chen left, his spirits also lost their target and all looked towards them. Those pairs of eyes filled with hatred and madness made their scalps tingle.
"Damn it! What kind of secret technique is that?"
"Crossing tens of thousands of meters in one breath, this shouldn't be something a king-level person can do!"
"I forgot to guard against this strange ability!"
“…”
The kings were filled with regret.
It's too late.
A large number of crazy spirits have rushed towards them. Seeing that the situation is not good, the kings and others on the side have already rushed to the outskirts of the Valley of Gods and fled far away with the generations of people in Jiuzhou.
So the scene turned into a battle between the kings and the black spirit.
They used various means, some defended, some escaped, and some tried to kill the spirit.
With all their cards played, the kings temporarily stabilized the situation.
After all, spirits have no self-awareness. If they were not afraid of being cursed, the kings would not take them seriously at all.
But before they could catch their breath, a dark shadow passed by and the culprit Jiang Chen was back.
"Bang"
As soon as he landed on the ground, without saying a word, he commanded several ghost kings to swing the Yin Shen Hammer together and hit Liu Ming, the leader of the Yinsha Sect.
"You're the one who instigated them to beat me up!?"
As the hammer came down, the opponent raised the colorless blade to block it, but was still hit on the head and bleeding, seriously injured. At this time, Tiezhu opened his bloody mouth and bit him into two pieces.
"Bah! It's so disgusting!"
Then it spat out the two halves of Liu Ming's body towards the place where a group of spirits were.
The opponent was not completely dead, blood was oozing from the wound, and he almost came back to life. However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a group of rotten and resentful spirits of various shapes.
“Fuck!”
The shadowy figure let out an unwilling roar, and was drowned in the curse the next second.
Most people don’t have the same high curse resistance as Jiang Chen and Tie Zhu.
Soon, Liu Ming's body began to turn black, his stomach bulged and throbbed exaggeratedly, as if something was trying to get out. His left eyeball exploded with a "pop", and a bunch of flies flew out, and a flesh-purple tentacle stretched out of his mouth...
“Ah! Ah…Ah!”
Liu Ming let out a terrified scream and took a step forward ten thousand meters to escape from the Shenpo Pile. But just as he appeared on the top of a mountain, his stomach was ripped open again and a pitch-black python with red eyes rushed out.
The king's body convulsed violently, his face filled with fear. Finally, he could no longer hold on and fell on his back. His powerful aura disappeared on the spot, and he died in an extremely miserable way.
This scene made the kings present feel like their scalps were about to explode.
Because they were more or less infected with one or two curses. If there were a few more, their fate would probably be not much different from Liu Ming's!
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