Chapter 40: Instant kill!

Chapter One Zero Three Zero Instant Kill!

Seeing Ghost One coming, the people in the Warshen Camp didn't underestimate it. For some reason, they suddenly felt a little panicked, and a very uneasy mood lingered in their hearts.

It's not how terrible Ghost One is, but it looks too ordinary, just an ordinary person, dare to walk toward them unscrupulously?

Even if you dare, you can't do it easily. The momentum of more than one hundred people in the War God Camp is enough to discourage the expectations of the War Saint.

At this moment, Ghost One slowly opened his arms, looking calm.

The next moment, something even more surprising happened to everyone, and I saw Ghost One suddenly turned into a stream of light and rushed into the War God Camp, speeding as fast as thunder.

"Things that do not live or die." A war-sage strongman in the War God Camp coldly spit out a fist, hitting the chest of Ghost One.

Someone wanted to stop, but it was too late.

boom!

With a blast, Ghost One exploded directly and turned into a cloud of dust that filled the surrounding area. All the people who were nervous before took a deep breath, and even some people took a mouthful of sputum in disdain.

"Grandma's, I was shocked. It turned out to be just a trash." Someone was even more ridiculed. They were all nervous just now, and some even shed sweat.

Unexpectedly, the Ghost One could not even bear a punch, so it exploded and died.

The others were all ashamed. They originally had a little hope, hoping that Ghost One would be able to fight the War God Camp, but no one would have thought that it actually went directly to die.

Had it already known that it was going to die, and simply let the other party give it a happy life?

This feeling of turning from hope to despair, falling from a high altitude to a low valley is heartbreaking and painful. Death is not terrible, but the terrible thing is the torture before death.

"It turns out that it's just such a stuff, and still want to fight against the God of War?" Zhan Kuangzun sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"It shouldn't be." Lu Zhan raised his brow and dragged his chin with his right hand, revealing a contemplative expression.

At the moment when Ghost One was broken, in the bamboo garden deep in the War Soul Academy in the Outer City of the Fire Emperor Capital, Bei Lao was originally instructing Bei Chenfeng's soul carving technique.

Suddenly, Bei Lao suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction, his deep eyes seemed to see through everything, and a sharp light flashed in his pupils.

This sharp light flashed by, but Bei Chenfeng still caught it, and asked inexplicably: "Grandpa, what's the matter?"

Bei Chenfeng was surprised. He had lived with Bei Lao for more than ten years, but he had never seen Bei Lao show such a look.

Those eyes were peerless and sharp, making the originally kind old lady look like a peerless sword about to be unsheathed.

After a breath, Bei Lao's expression returned to calm, and he shook his head and said, "It's nothing, just go back and comprehend what I said just now."

"Yes, grandpa." Bei Chenfeng nodded. He was puzzled. It's still very early. Why is Bei Lao eager to let himself go? Normally, he would like to work overtime.

Although he was puzzled, Bei Chenfeng left.

At the same time, Bei Lao slowly stood up and walked into the simple bamboo house. If Xiao Fan were here, he would surely be able to find that there was a layer of soul world surrounding the bamboo house.

Entering the bamboo house, a strong smell of blood and medicine came out. On the bed lay a thin, disheveled, bloodless old man.

The old man is not someone else, he is a drunkard. He looked at Bei Lao coming, his eyes were full of pleading, and said weakly: "Beijing old ghost, give me a good time."

"Fuck your mother, when I told you that, you didn't seal my cultivation base, I still want to retaliate against you, so that you can't ask for death." Bei Lao scolded.

As he turned around, water mist was steaming in Bei Lao's thin eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

But a picture flashed in Bei Lao's mind. He was seriously injured that year and was almost dying. He only wanted a good one, but he was saved by a drunkard.

The drunkard kept stimulating him and eventually let him survive, but what he didn't expect was that the drunkard who was lying on the bed now became a drunkard.

"Old North Ghost, you're not going to pee, are you?" The drunkard suddenly laughed, and coughed several times because of his excitement.

Bei Lao did not continue to stimulate the drunkard, but said: "Old drunk ghost, don't worry, I will let you fulfill your final wish before you die."

"Cough cough~" The drunkard almost didn't breathe, coughing non-stop, and then stopped after a while, frowning and said: "You don't want to go to Wushuang Holy City?"

"Don't worry, you will be able to bring him back in a day. There is old monster Xi, you should not be able to hang up for a short time." Bei Lao squinted his eyes with a cold light in his eyes, and added in his heart: "I hope something Don’t overdo it, or don’t blame me for being rude."

The screen returns to the Heavenly City of Wushuang Holy City, and the Ghost One is smashed to pieces by a war sage monk from the God of War camp, turning into dust and filling the air.

Everyone in the Warshen Camp showed disdain, and was ready to rush towards the crowd below.

however!

Puff puff~

In the void, countless small beams of light were suddenly shot out, densely packed and full of void. The speed of the beam was incredible, covering hundreds of thousands of meters in an instant, enveloping everyone in the Warshen Camp.

Immediately afterwards, the thing that caused everyone to breathe in air-conditioning happened, and the dense beam of light suddenly turned into an entity, flying in the void, splashing countless blood in the void.

At the same time, there were many heads flying up, and the blood spurted several feet high, extremely **** and terrifying.

However, this is just the beginning. Those beams keep turning, cutting all their bodies into pieces, like a meat grinder.

Flesh and flesh under the sky, terrible to the extreme, thick blood and murderous air filled every corner of the void.

For a moment, the void was silent, and the needle fell audibly.

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring at this scene dumbfounded, the whole body was extremely cold and numb.

That is the powerhouse above the peak of the Battle Emperor, and there are also fifty or sixty early stage cultivators of the Battle Saint Realm, all dead?

The legendary extremely terrifying War God Camp was killed instantly?

Everyone couldn't believe this scene, they couldn't help rubbing their eyes, and someone pinched their thighs fiercely, and the pain told them that this was indeed true.

The horrifying Warshen Camp was really killed instantly!

"Fuck, it's so awesome, can you kill the Warshen Camp in a flash?" For a long time, someone broke out a foul language, and he had completely forgotten the fear of facing the Warshen Camp.

The others were not much better. Everyone was immersed in shock, unable to recover for a long time, and there was no joy of being saved.

"Impossible, this must be fake!" Zhan Kuangzun's head swayed like a rattle, completely unable to accept this fact.

"A soul sculpture of Bei Lao is so abnormal?" Lu Zhan also looked straight, and said: "Perhaps Bei Lao is not far from the legendary realm."