If you look into the flickering candlelight, you will be shocked to find that there are countless struggling figures in the flames, thousands of them, and you can even clearly see their cheeks twisted in pain.

The lamp is burning with endless pain as oil.

The ape breath containing magic blows the wick.

"Boom——"

In an instant, a sea of ​​gray-white fire spurted out, engulfing Xiao Gang and the other three.

Even the black and white impermanence and Li Kui behind them were not spared, and were instantly enveloped in the flames.

The raging fire became more and more fierce, and its blazing high temperature burned the heaven and earth into a distorted and blurred state, but it gave people an inexplicable coldness, as if the flames were connected to hell.

Feng Yi frowned slightly.

I saw a strange color suddenly stained in the gray-white sea of ​​​​fire, and a figure covered in blood mist stepped out of the flames. Every time he took a step forward, his body would suffer severe destruction, but the aura on his body changed.

It became stronger and stronger, causing the swaying and dancing flames around them to bend down one after another.

"This is?"

Feng Yi's cold eyes overflowed with colorful light.

Xiao Gang's appearance at this time has undergone earth-shaking changes. He has three heads and two arms, Shura's evil and good are separated on both sides, and the black and red lines separate from the body surface, forming a dharma ring around the body.

The Abi ax he held in his hand became mighty and huge, and the blood stains originally stained on the ax surface twisted and turned into ancient oracle bone inscriptions, connected in series to form a pattern similar to a vessel.

There was a pool of slightly rippling blood inside the vessel.

The ax blade dragged on the ground, drawing dazzling bloody sparks in the gray-white sea of ​​fire.

Xiao Gang's eyes were calm.

This is his usual look, the calmness with which he looks at the dead.

To exchange "death" in the true sense for a sudden increase in strength, whether it sounds or looks like it, one cannot help but think that this is a very powerful magical technique.

But underneath that calm lake was a whirlpool that was constantly churning. The moment of death was undoubtedly painful, and it was severe pain!

Death and pain are costs and sacrifices to a certain extent. They cannot be numbed, so with every leap in strength, the pain increases exponentially.

My heart feels like a prison!

Being in the violent flames, Xiao Gang could more and more clearly feel the pain caused by the flames gnawing at his nerves, muscles, mana, and soul. Countless shrill screams penetrated his eardrums and pierced the spiritual platform.

Cold, hot, itchy, desperate, painful. All kinds of negative energy are mixed in the flames, getting stronger and stronger, and the gray-white poisonous fire erodes the body and mind with such violence.

'You can die twice.'

Xiao Gang tightened his grip on the ax handle and rushed towards Feng Yi.

With this leap, he smashed into the twisted and chaotic space in front of him. With the sound of shattering like a mirror, the roaring air explosion divided the sea of ​​​​fire. In a matter of microseconds, he arrived in front of Feng Yi, raised his nose and chopped it down hard.

The scarlet blood glow was like a mountain avalanche, like a tsunami that completely blocked Feng Yi's vision.

Feng Yi's eyes flashed with colorful light, and a pair of silver-white dragon horns sprouted from his forehead. His already domineering and majestic aura suddenly rose to a higher level, and he raised the water-avoiding sword to cut off the abi ax blade.

This move undoubtedly proves that Feng Yi must come up with new trump cards to deal with Xiao Gang at this moment.

boom!

boom!!

boom!!!

The loud noises of landslides and ground cracks were continuous.

Huge waves rose up from the dark yellow ocean, and the aftermath of the battle seriously affected many monsters. Their brains were dizzy and shaking, and the rushing wind almost blew their bodies away.

Xin, who was sitting at the center of the legion, raised his eyes to look at the dome. The concept of space became too clear during the fierce battle, so that the flames, divine light, rainstorms and various energy fluctuations filling it gave people a strong sense of discomfort.

If the letter is like this, let alone the soldiers of the other legions.

If it hadn't been for the blessing of the eight formations of the Fenghou Army, I would have lost my sense of space. I used to be able to fight back and forth with the dragon palace monsters, resentful spirits, and corpse puppets, but now I am gradually declining.

Fortunately for the Netherworld and Shadow Legions, the souls of hundreds of battles are not afraid of the terror and pain caused by death. Instead, many warriors rely on the murderous arrogance and blood of the battlefield to achieve breakthroughs.

It is a great test of the will of the monster army. Many monster warriors are often just transported from purgatory and are overwhelmed by the overwhelming corpses before they can rejoin the army. The tug-of-war of will is particularly cruel.

Xiang, Longxuhu, Yuanqing, including Tu Xingsun, Golden Monkey, and Zhu Laoliu who later joined the battlefield, all played the role of the mainstay. Without these generals fighting on the front line, the war situation would have been even worse.

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The sky and the earth were changed beyond recognition.

Sonorous!

A high-pitched clang.

The bloody murderous intent and the colorful spiritual light bite each other, creating a situation where they are fighting against each other.

The strong smell of blood was desperately stuffed into Feng Yi's ears, nose, and throat. The water-avoiding sword blocked the falling ax blade, and he raised his hand to slap the seal. A black vortex came out of the air, and Xiao Gang was immediately involved.
Chapter completed!