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Blood mixed with viscous liquid fell down.
Like a rain of blood.
"escape!"
The moment Yu Wenxuan's voice sounded, everyone turned around and ran away without hesitation.
Behind.
The crackling and chewing sound stopped abruptly.
In the gray mist, a pair of scarlet eyes swept towards everyone.
Followed by.
The huge palm swept over.
"Wow!"
Where the palm passed, it was as if a hurricane had blown, overturning all the houses in the alley.
Soil splashes.
Huge blue bricks and rocks fell from the sky.
"boom!"
A large piece of masonry with the roof slammed down on the fleeing Kong Hai.
"what--"
Screams sounded.
It also made the fleeing people suddenly stop.
Turning their heads, everyone saw Kong Hai being crushed under the masonry, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground, he scratched the ground with both hands in horror, but his body didn't move a bit.
"Kong Hai!"
Yu Wenxuan, who was closest to Kong Hai, let out a loud roar.
He turned around and ran towards Kong Hai.
In the next second, he saw that huge palm descending from the sky again, grabbed Kong Hai's neck, and picked it up like a chicken.
"no, do not want--"
Kong Hai's staring eyes were full of fear, he kept struggling, but he couldn't get rid of the palm at all.
Seeing this scene, everyone turned pale instantly.
Yu Wenxuan gritted his teeth, and pulled off the pendant around his neck.
The pendant is only the size of a thumb.
I don't know what material it was made of, but it was carved into the shape of a gourd, and the translucent purple has a faint brilliance.
It is the No. 3 spiritual weapon - Zijin gourd.
Yu Wenxuan didn't know which god left this spiritual weapon, he only knew that this purple gold gourd was definitely not an ordinary spiritual weapon, if it wasn't for the fact that there was not much energy left.
I'm afraid it won't be a problem to deal with the ghost king.
pity.
His strength is limited, and he is unable to display the true power of the No. 3 spirit weapon.
But it is enough to deal with ordinary ghost kings.
Yu Wenxuan threw the purple gold gourd into the sky.
"call out!"
The purple gold gourd the size of a thumb quickly grew in size in mid-air, and it was about the size of a human head.
Followed by.
Bottom-up slope.
Black smoke drifted out from the purple gold gourd, quickly wrapping around Gray's arm.
"laugh!"
A puff of blue smoke rose from the gray arm.
Immediately.
The smell of burnt flesh spread out in all directions.
"Roar!" There was a deep roar, and the monster seemed to be enraged. It suddenly raised its left hand and hit the Zijin gourd all at once.
"boom!"
A crack visible to the naked eye appeared on the purple gold gourd.
The black mist has also become much thinner.
"Ghost Lord!"
Yu Wenxuan's hairs stood on end.
The texture of the purple gold gourd is so hard that even a single blow from an S-level peak ghost fighter can hardly leave any marks on the purple gold gourd.
Obviously.
The monster in front of him was not a ghost king at all.
It's an existence comparable to a ghost king!
The ghost king is present, and the lives are in jeopardy.
This is not empty talk.
As early as more than 100 years ago, there was a ghost king who came to the world and could move mountains and seas with a wave of his hand.
Countless people died in this ordeal.
Although they are only one step away from the SS class, this step is like a natural barrier, and they can't be the opponent of the ghost king.
Not to mention.
They are still limited in strength now!
Seeing this scene, Kong Hai's eyes were full of despair.
His whole body was trembling, and his face was extremely pale.
suddenly.
Kong Hai clenched his fists violently, his red eyes turned crimson.
"go!"
With a loud roar, Kong Hai's body suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood.
dead.
He can't be the monster's ration either!
dead!
He also must not drag others down.
"boom!"
The huge roar just sounded, but it went out like a dud.
Kong Hai, the self-destruct of an S-level junior ghost slayer.
But it only caused the monster's arm to pause slightly, and as a large amount of blood mist fell, there was a burnt mark on the gray palm.
But not even a wound.
How ridiculous.
But this is a glimmer of life he bought for everyone with his own life!
"No—" The heart-piercing roar just rang out, and the next second, Zhan Yu and Ye Yi were covered in their mouths, dragging them forward and rushing forward.
They can't let their teammates sacrifice in vain!
Ahead, there is still a thick mist, like a haze covering everyone's hearts.
Everyone's eyes were red.
Quickly ran forward.
There was no crying.
No growling.
Only because of the sacrifice of teammates in exchange for heavy depression.
And the trembling in the face of fear.
I don't know how long it took.
Everyone gradually changed from running to jogging, and then to walking with difficulty, with violent panting sounds one after another, and the exhaustion all over the body made everyone feel powerless.
Even, despair.
at this time.
In the heavy mist ahead, a figure stepped out.
That figure is not as tall as a monster, but it is like the dawn, illuminating everyone's world.
"Qin Feng!"
Chapter 173 It Comes
"Qin Feng!" Huang You's red eyes burst into tears.
It seemed that he could no longer suppress the pain in his heart.
He rushed forward with a stride and hugged Qin Feng tightly.
The suppressed cry was mixed with a low roar.
"what--"
Such emotions also made Ye Yi and Zhan Yu, who were already on the verge of collapse, burst into tears.
It also made me feel very sad because of the sacrifice of my teammates.
Or because I was too excited to see Qin Feng.
"boom!"
Yu Wenxuan gritted his teeth and slammed his fist hard on the wall.
He forced back the tears in his eyes.
He once said that it would be dangerous to meet other people in the ruins.
Help if you can.
Can't help, and can't help.
but.
When his teammates died in front of him, he still couldn't turn a blind eye.
Because, they are human!
If they find Qin Feng earlier.
Is Kong Hai not going to die?
can.
That's Ghost Lord!
Even if Qin Feng could kill a ghost king-level humanoid monster, he couldn't withstand the ghost king's blow.
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