When the Yin soldiers were fighting, Chang Jin's sword in his hand swept away with a vast murderous intent, and the entire space became cold as frost. The immortal things suddenly swayed above their heads, and their movements became much slower.

However, the Shendao Yin soldiers summoned by Chang Jin received blessings at this moment and became extremely rapid.

Bai Susu's face was a little more joyful, and her husband's swordsmanship seemed to have risen to another level. The two became a Taoist partner, so they communicated with each other with their minds. But when they saw her husband swing a sword, a tall temple appeared faintly above her head. With their steps, the mountains and rivers accompanied them, and they were majestic and turbulent.

With a sword coming out, the wind and clouds change!

"Damn, why is this heretic sword technique so powerful?" The realm of the evil god in the foreign realm was one line higher than that of Chang Jin, and was the third turn of the earth god.

Bewitched by the divine seal, although he could not see the other party's cultivation level clearly, he also felt the endless darkness and awe in the other party's sword.

He whispered, and the evil god hurriedly recited a spell. The holy coffin floating above his head immediately filled with black fog, and after landing, a skeleton warrior formed.

This skeleton warrior was extremely tall, more than three feet tall. He held a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, and his eyes were covered with a blood-red light.

Seeing the sword light coming, the skeleton warrior hurriedly raised the shield in his hand and completely blocked the remaining space in front of him. At the same time, the badge light on the shield flashed, forming a bottomless black fog vortex, as if he wanted to completely suck the sword light into it.

Chang Jin ignored it at all and just fell down with a sword.

The next moment, he felt the space near the shield begin to fluctuate, forming an invisible quagmire, corroding the sword light, completely offsetting it.

Chang Jin was not surprised by this situation. This evil god was able to break through the cracks in space and travel through the sea of ​​blood in the yellow spring to come to this world. How could he not have any skills?

"Look at how many times you can withstand it." He growled, and the long sword rose again, and the endless stream of water merged into the sword force, forming a huge wave, directly covering the skeleton warrior.

A hurriedly shone a look of horror on the other party's face and swung the sword in his hand to resist.

"Crack" the two swords intersected, and the sound of breaking came.

The water paused slightly, and then rushed away. The skeleton warrior in the torrent could no longer form, and his body exploded and turned into black fog and wanted to escape.

Unfortunately, as soon as I escaped a few minutes, I was caught up by the torrent again, drowned in it, and let out countless shrill screams.

The true text flashed, the divine seal flew out, and countless deadly auras had been sucked in, and in a moment it turned into a red and blue aura, which was poured into the luck above Chang Jin's head.

Now, the true text of the foreign land condensed into a skeleton warrior has been completely analyzed. Now, as long as Chang Jin thinks, he can immediately summon similar immortal things.

But he was not so bored. The skeleton warrior seemed powerful, but in fact he was stiff in his actions and was not very useful in fighting with people.

"City God of Wanshan Mansion, are you really going to die? Why don't we take a step back and stop here?" The evil god in the foreign land flashed two pairs of wings, slept in the sky, and shouted.

In just a few breaths, the divine servant he summoned was nearly half of it, and once he was killed, he could not condense and form. This made him feel very distressed and his mind became clear.

If you want to kill the heresy in front of you, you will be able to do anything at all costs. However, in this way, all previous plans will be disappointed.

"This city god attacked the evil gods of foreign lands on behalf of humanity, how could he make peace with you?" Chang Jin sneered. After his words were spoken, his mind suddenly became mysterious and thoughts, and he told the human way.

Kill the evil gods in foreign lands, get human sensations, and have great merits. How could he miss such an opportunity?

"Okay, since that's the case, I will definitely arrest your soul later and put down the mark of my master, so that you will never turn over forever." The evil god in the foreign land was also a decisive person. Seeing that the other party refused to give up, he immediately summoned a ball of black mist from the holy coffin and sucked it into his mouth. Then he picked up the crystal bone rod and quickly carved a star-shaped array in the void in front of him.

What else is this evil god going to do? Chang Jin originally planned to lift his sword and then subconsciously stop and let the other party finish the movement.

He always feels that he will face those evil gods in the foreign land sooner or later. The other party has become a turtle in the jar, so it is better to take this opportunity to learn more.

The star magic array flashed, and black dead mist quickly spread out, gathering above the evil god's head to form a tall temple.

The hall is majestic and very different from the Middle Earth style. It can be seen that it is piled up with stones. There are several tall stone pillars in the corridor in front of the hall, with these complicated talismans carved on it.

Looking at the aura shrouded above the temple, countless resentment grew, deep and dark, mysterious and mysterious, and secretly fitting into a certain kind of Taoist brilliance.

Chang Jin knew that evil gods regarded death as the law, and he didn't find it strange.

This evolution did not stop. With the gesture of the evil god, countless phantoms of immortal believers appeared in front of the hall. They crawled and knelt on the ground, chanting chapters of praise in their mouths, and their voices rolled and rang out in the divine realm space.

"Hey, what's going on?" Chang Jin looked at the void with a little curiousness.

A thin stream suddenly appeared in the temple, spreading and twistingly to the distance. Its color was dim and could penetrate through its own divine realm space and connect to an invisible place.

When Chang Jin condensed the true text of death and turned the scene in front of him into thoughts, he immediately realized that somewhere invisible was the local palace in foreign lands, and the evil god used this to condense the incense and thoughts.

The gods are outside the divine realm. Although they can extract incense and mind power, they have great restrictions. They only get 10% of the amount, so most gods will not appear outside the divine realm.

This is the first time Chang Jin has encountered such an evil god in the foreign land that can span thousands of miles away and have a space barrier, which can extract the power of incense.

With the blessing of incense and the power of incense, the momentum of the evil god in the foreign land quickly reached its peak. Then he stretched out his big hand and pressed it down on the holy coffin badge in front of him. In an instant, countless true texts of death in the foreign land burst out, forming a strange hexagonal star magic circle, with a huge skull in the center, opened his mouth and squirting endless black mist into the space.

The fog fell to the ground and turned into various immortal things, mummies, ghosts, witches, immortal knights... many of them were filled with incomplete bodies, densely packed, and could not see at a glance, almost filling the entire divine space.

Chang Jin looked around and saw more than ten thousand people. He was able to summon so many immortal things at once, which made him feel surprised again.

They stood quietly in the space without doing anything, but they had an indescribable momentum slowly flowing, gathering into a torrent of turbulence. The torrent was mixed with the decay and filthy breath of death.

The military formation condensed by the breath of death, the momentum is integrated into one, which is really awe-inspiring.

If such a big disturbance occurs, it will soon be sensed by the origin of the world. But the evil gods in the foreign land can no longer care about so much. He knows that the longer he stays in this space, the greater the danger. It is better to fight quickly and kill this heresy before the humanitarian punishment is reduced, and quickly hide in the underworld space.
Chapter completed!