Dong, Dongdong, Dongdongdong!

The drums became more and more intense, and then they turned into heavy and clear sounds of footsteps!

It seemed to be hitting everyone's heart, and the nervous and suffocating feeling cast a shadow on everyone!

The man in the armored armored seat sitting on the right first seat in the center had subconsciously clamped the armrest of the seat, and clear blue veins appeared on the back of his hand. He seemed to be trying his best to suppress the fighting spirit that was about to burst out, so that a trace of his breath leaked and a gap in space was torn apart.

Similarly, the two brothers Shi Mu, who had finally convinced him to follow his heart, had already taken out the whisk and began to chant the Taoist scriptures in a low voice. Those who follow, soldiers, fight, and move, all, count, group, and move, the nine-character mantra belonging to the Taoist sect appeared around them.

And spontaneously dispelled the increasingly rich darkness that was about to swallow the two of them.

Other masters of Dharma Realm present also showed their magical powers. Although this time it was not a direct battle, they could also judge the gap between the forces of various parties by using this battle of momentum.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! For example, the situation in the Northern Barbarians is the worst. If Liansheng Thirty-Two had not taken the initiative to stand up and help, once he was pulled by the increasingly rapid footsteps and then sinking into the boundless darkness, no one would know what would happen.

This confrontation between various forces seemed to last for a few seconds, but it seemed to last forever.

For those warriors who are less than the Dharma Realm, it is like experiencing a mental torture that cannot be met with the end, until a domineering poem sounds!

[The Emperor of Killing on the other side of the Futu, the destiny of heaven and man forgets worries and sorrows, the eternal burial of the Wuxiao forever, the ghost master ascends to the madness of all ages!]

Everyone held their breath at this moment.

They looked at a group of men in black robe as if they were walking on a mountain of corpses and blood. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the thunder snake danced wildly. A flash of lightning that suddenly fell down shone brightly and dazzlingly.

——Ghost Lord!

When you see the mask, these two words appear in everyone's heart.

After being suppressed by such a strong momentum, some experts who might have wanted to show off their power were now quietly staying there.

Including Situ Qing, who was raising his eyebrows and wondering what he was thinking.

Just now, he helped Bi Xiuxin completely resist the oppression of the dark aura. Just as he was about to take advantage of the situation, he saw that the woman's body began to tremble slightly.

He asked intently, but after the Ghost Market and his team appeared, the indescribable suppression made him, the master of Dharma Realm, feel extremely difficult to speak, and even an inexplicable horror arose from his heart.

That is the most intuitive predictive sensing of death by a powerful man in the Dharma Realm.

Therefore, he restrained the impulse, but he did not expect that the woman next to him who looked a little sad but still kind-hearted and charming suddenly shouted like crazy:
Chapter completed!