Chapter 132: Being trapped

"Magic?!"

After seeing the man being forced to retreat by himself, he began to demonize and improve his strength. Wang Chen’s mouth showed a sneer.

He will let this guy succeed? Now in the field of evil spirits! In this space, Wang Chen is the master. He is the king of this world.

"Wan Ghost Listening!"

The 10,000-ghost order appeared in the hands of Wang Chen, and the power of chaos was poured in, and Wang Chen shouted.

Under the cold, the ghosts slammed the black light, and the endless evil spirits swarmed out.

呜呜呜...

In an instant, within the evil spirits space, the ghosts are filled with murderousness.

The evil spirits are not comparable to the evil spirits released by Wang Chen. This is the evil spirit of Wang Chen after refining. Any evil spirit is more fierce and more crazy.

Under Wang Chen’s control, the endless evil spirits began to show a crazy side, rushing toward the middle-aged man in front.

Not only that, at this time, within the evil spirits field, there is an infinite illusion rising.

100,000 evil spirits, the vastness of the sky.

Under Wang Chen’s control, the boundless evil spirits flew away toward middle-aged men.

"This is..."

Seeing the scene in front of me, the middle-aged man’s face changed a bit.

"I heard that this space of Wang Chen is infinite, and the evil spirits are endless. See you today, and sure enough!"

The face is dignified, and the man’s heart is not good. The next moment, the eyes are condensed, a cold light appears in the man's eyes: "Little ghosts, but also dare to let go. Break the law!"

A roar, the middle-aged man shook his wrist and temporarily stopped the demonization. He shook the gods in his hand and poured in magic.

嗡嗡嗡...

Under the infusion of violent magic, the soldiers in the hands of middle-aged men violently oscillated. A layer of black light spreads open to the surroundings.

"Broken!"

After that, a roar came and the middle-aged man slammed the soldier in his hand into the ground in front of him.

Booming...

The power of terror is enforced, and the earth trembles. Layers of layers, such as the blackness of the general, diffuse around and raging away.

哗哗哗...

As if it is a sea lang, this momentum is getting more and more crazy.

呜呜呜...

The sorrows of evil spirits come and go.

Under the turmoil of this stock, both the evil spirits and the illusion evil spirits were all shaken out, and they could not get close to the middle-aged men.

"Ha ha ha... Wang Chen, I see you can help me!"

After a move, the middle-aged man laughed.

When I saw this scene, Wang Chen’s heart was also awkward and screaming.

He did not expect that even the middle-aged man in front of him would use this method to crack his evil attack. What is even more unexpected is that the man's magic in front of him is so rich.

The strong man of the fourth level of Xuanyue, it is not the first strong man of the Xuanyue to be comparable.

Of course, on the other hand, it also shows that the current Wan Guiling has not yet exerted its power in the hands of Wang Chen.

Know that the old man who was worried about holding the ghosts was the best in the world. Even if it is a pure-powered strongman, in front of him, that is nothing more than an ant. It is conceivable that the tens of thousands of ghosts at that time made it so powerful. A mysterious month, what is it? This situation is now happening, it is only because of the evil spirits within the Wan Guiling, it is still too weak.

"King of evil spirits!"

The hands quickly condensed out the seals, and Wang Chen shouted.

This time, Wang Chen directly condensed the king of evil spirits. Ordinary evil spirits can not be rushed by this anger, the king of evil spirits?

Thinking of this, Wang Chen quickly takes the soul of the red ghost phantom as the core, and selects a powerful evil spirit to form a king of evil spirits.

The king of evil spirits is ten feet tall and has a green face.

呜呜呜...

As the king of evil spirits appeared, the endless evil spirits seemed to be freed from the fears of the past, and they all roared loudly.

"Go!"

Handprint pinch out, Wang Chen controls the king of evil spirits to rush toward the man.

咻咻...

The figure is flashing, and the king of evil spirits appears silently in the king of lang.

Stabbing...

The hands rip open, and it hard to tear the lang of this layer.

呜呜呜...

The barrier disappears, and the endless evil spirits are like lang tides. Under the leadership of the king of evil spirits, they have entered the range controlled by middle-aged men. They are full of momentum and thrilling!

"Four Squares!"

At the same time, Wang Chen is not idle.

Handheld the four-sky seal, he screamed, and in an instant, it was the power of infinite chaos.

Injected with the force of chaos, suddenly, the black light flashes, and the square sky is lifted up and violently rotated.

In the entanglement of thousands of evil spirits, when the middle-aged man was in a hurry, Wang Chen waved his hand and the four-party Tianyin turned into a mountain and fell toward the man.

He does not give middle-aged men a chance to breathe and demonize.

Calling...

The wind whistling, with the four-day Tianyin offering, the situation is changing! The moment of the boundless evil spirit seems to have also been incorporated into it, making the Quartet of Heaven more vivid.

Oh...

On the top of the sky, nine dragons appear out of thin air, roaring in all directions.

This square of heavenly prints seems to have penetrated the ancient times, but it seems to have fixed the endless time and space, and finally fell among the fearful eyes of middle-aged men.

The nine dragons took the lead and turned into a Kowloon array, trapping the man in it and letting him want to escape and have nowhere to go.

Endless evil spirits, the king of evil spirits, the Kowloon array! The combination of the three makes the scene seem magnificent and chaotic. Under the entanglement of these three, men are more innocent and scrupulous.

Hang...

In the moment when the Quartet was printed, the man could only resist with fear and stunned eyes.

Booming...

The earth trembles, and the man’s body is hard and short.

Fighting...

The body shape is trembled and the blood is floating. The man's face was pale. More importantly, he had previously demonized a little magical power that was not easy to gather. This moment, under the attack of Wang Chen, seemed to be directly interrupted and disappeared.

"Come on!"

After a blow, Wang Chen did not give the man a chance to breathe.

After a roar, he once again pinched out the seal to control the fall of the square.

"Booming..."

"Booming..."

The impact again and again begins at this moment.

Sifang Tianyin is overbearing. Wang Chen’s offensive is even more like a wave.

The horrible scene makes people look thrilling. What a hegemonic attack this is.

Sifang Tianyin fell again and again, and every impact made the man tremble, the internal organs trembled, and the bones of the body were fleshy and distorted.

In such repeated bombardment, even if it is the military of the fourth level, what about? There is nothing to do.

Finally, after Wang Chen did not know the first few hits of the Quartet, the man had no resistance. Under the four-day seal, he made a scream of heartbreaking.

The flesh and blood are vague, the blood is mad, and the whole person is already not adult.

If it is not because of the body of the Mozu and its strength, he has now even turned into meat.

But, even then, he is dying, and there is no resistance.

"Soul Harvest!"

Seeing this scene, Wang Chen’s mouth showed a sneer.

The hand prints out and shouts.

呜呜呜...

After receiving the instructions of Wang Chen, thousands of evil spirits rushed toward the dying man.

"No... Don't... Don't..."

Looking at the evil spirits, feeling the breath of death, the man is afraid. He shouted loudly. However, it is nothing to do. How could these evil spirits survive him?

At this time, in the face of death, there is only endless regret in the man’s heart.

He is really not willing. Is it so dead? He is a warrior of the fourth level of Xuanyue! How can he fall into the hands of a warrior in the second month? Moreover, it is still hit so hard. This made him not willing to swallow the last breath.

Sifang Tianyin... I didn’t expect to plunder the Quartet, not only did not plunder success. Now even my own life has been put in...

Thinking of all this, the man’s eyes are desolate, unwilling, desperate...

Ah...

Finally, in the screams, the man’s soul was directly torn out under the tears of thousands of evil spirits! The pain of the soul made him try the most miserable pain in the world. The pain of the soul tearing, let him feel the meaning of life in the last moment. But in the next moment, everything is blurred.

As the soul is drawn, he finally dies! And his death, but also to the evil spirits field, once again brought a powerful soul, a powerful evil spirit!

Call...

When the man’s soul was drawn, Wang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Receive the ghosts, Wang Chen went to the man's **** body.

After squinting at the eyes, Wang Chenyi reached out before the man’s body and reached for a stroke. He had a piece of sheepskin stationery in his hand.

With a trace of doubt, after reading this letter, Wang Chen’s face became gloomy.

"Pray, it seems, this is your handwriting?!"

Wang Chen looked gloomy and muttered.

In this piece of stationery, nothing is written. It’s about Wang Chen. This is a record of Wang Chen’s holding of the four-way heavenly seal, and records the whereabouts of Wang Chen’s previous journey.

This seems to be the purpose of middle-aged men chasing themselves.

And all this, it seems, is the plot to pray! He wants to mobilize everyone to chase themselves together?

So it seems that today's wilderness backbone should be undercurrent, right? This time, the journey of my own wilderness backbone will not be so smooth.

The man who did not know how many more people poured into the wilderness backbone because of the four heavens. The wages of avarice is death. These people will plunder their own in desperation?

Thinking of all this, Wang Chen's face is gradually ugly. The hatred of praying in the heart is more than one point.

"Good! You are coming? Then come! Pray, I will see how many means you have!"

Looking at the eyes, after bowing for a moment, Wang Chen’s face was like ice, and he coldly came.

The man’s body was then directly thrown into the field of Shura, which removed the evil spirits and turned to the depths of the wilderness.

Since someone wants to send a soul to the door, Wang Chen has no reason to not accept it!