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Chapter 695 Spiritual hand!

Since embarking on the road of cultivation, Wang Baole has experienced many life and death crises. Whether it is the big tree, the change of the moon, the escape from life and death in the Martian underworld, or the life and death of the ancient bronze sword, it seems that they have been through it smoothly, but in fact, as long as one is not cautious, his corpse has turned into ashes at this moment.

And his killings also ranged from the first airship attack to the present, he himself didn't remember how many people he wanted to destroy his future.

If another monk was replaced, his personality might gradually become cold, but this did not exist for Wang Baole, because in his bones, he was a person who was cruel to himself. Only when he was cruel to himself could he be even more cruel to the enemy. However, the habit that Wang Baole developed since childhood, coupled with his fat appearance before, would give people a sense of honesty and optimistic, whether it was deliberate or acquired.

This is a disguise that Wang Baole learned since childhood!

However, this disguise was still weakened a lot under the influence of the Nightmare Art, which made Wang Baole completely reveal his true character at this moment after revealing his honesty and Lotto.

Killing exploded in an instant. With the cultivation level of the late stage of the Nascent Soul, the strength of the candle-snatching the imperial armor, the blessing of the Stars, and the strangeness of the Nightmare Eye Art, all of this creates the same as a demon... Wang Baole!

The sound of boom continued to turn into ripples and spread out in all directions on this battlefield. All the people who were condensed by their eyes under the Nightmare Eye Skill, even if they were frozen for the moment, the price was still life!

The countless red meridians from Wang Baole's imperial armor were like red snakes, as he hit, penetrating through all the surviving people around him, not to mention Wang Baole's speed was violent, which made him directly suppress everything even if he just hit him, as if he was destroyed and destroyed, and he was fuzzy in blood.

At the same time, the absorption from Zhudu was also crazy at this moment, which made Wang Baole's imperial armor visible to the naked eye. The white silk inside it increased, until it not only formed bones, but also spread outside the body, giving birth to bone spurs. These were nothing. Under this crazy killing, the will in Wang Baole's Nightmare Art seemed to have evoked cheers and desires that were extremely excited.

Greedly devoured one soul after another, and black eyes formed after another behind Wang Baole. Even if the next moment, the effect of nightmare's solidification disappeared, and the monks around him recovered as usual, but those who were waiting for them were still dead!

It was really...the fear, horror, despair and other emotions had already taken Wang Baole as the source, spreading wildly in the killing, covering the hearts of everyone here, so that at this moment, they could not organize together to form a combined full force counterattack. This... is one of the reasons why Wang Baole chose to take the initiative!

What he wants is shock and killing. He is very clear about the mentality and face of the Taoist Palace monks he faces, and also very clear that once he hesitates, it will definitely encourage his arrogance. What awaits him is the joint efforts of tens of thousands of monks here. Even if Wang Baole is not difficult to kill the Shenshen, he also has self-knowledge and knows that with himself alone, he will never be the opponent of everyone!

After all, although the ants are small, if there are too many, the king of beasts will be frightened!

Therefore, shock is extremely important at this moment. Although the black eyes transformed by the Nightmare Eye Art can affect everyone every time they close, it still has its limits. While the backlash continues to strengthen, the effect is also weakened.

This gave the surrounding Taoist palace monks a buffer. Under the command of those Weiyang monks, the integration began to be stimulated by the rewards of military merits and the madness of the large crowds.

But there were almost signs in this collection. What awaited them was the Taoist scripture that Wang Baole silently recited in his heart!

The power of the Taoist scripture, instead of the Nightmare Eye Art, solidified its eyes and came down with a bang. While shaking the cultivators in this Taoist Palace, the killing... unfolded again!

In this way, Wang Baole had fallen into a kind of madness, which undoubtedly came from Mercury, which made him feel cold in his heart. The crisis of life and death made him feel a sense of coldness that life does not belong to him.

Fortunately... with the killing, as the nightmare purpose behind him increases, every additional one, the cold feeling of life and death crisis will decrease a little.

"Not enough, not enough!!" Wang Baole's eyes were red, and he even forgot where he was. Under that strong crisis, he instinctively pursued the warmth that would make him no longer cold, and the person in front of him could not be killed!

kill!

Wang Baole walked out in one step and approached a Weiyang monk when he appeared. At the moment when the monk was shocked to retreat and dodge, Wang Baole didn't even look at this person and directly bumped into his body. With a bang, the Weiyang monk's body was hit by a mortal and was smashed to pieces by a plane, and his body and spirit were destroyed!

kill!!

Without pause, Wang Baole jumped and tried to withstand the magical powers and magic weapons from hundreds of people from all directions. As the imperial armor shook, the divine weapon in his right hand burst into a dazzling light, and suddenly slashed forward, forming a huge ball of lightning, shattered and exploded, forming a net-shaped body, with a diffuse range of thousands of feet, burning everything!

Although this kind of killing has a great effect, it consumes Wang Baole himself as amazing. Even if there is a supplement with the imperial armor, it will not last long. After all, there are too many monks in the Taoist Palace!

Especially the Weiyang tribe among the Taoist monks, their suppression and orders from Taoist Youran made the monks on the battlefield still persist in this situation. They were waiting for Wang Baole to be weak!

They are like springs. Under this constant endurance, as long as Wang Baole shows a decline, they will explode in one fell swoop, but the spring also has its limits. If the pressure is too high, not only will there be no chance of explosion, but it will be crushed directly!

After the roar of killing echoed half of the incense stick, the spring... broke!

In the chaos of the entire battlefield, the monks around finally couldn't bear it and collapsed. I don't know who started it first. They chose to retreat in a terror-like expression. Everyone else was like this. The entire battlefield collapsed like a tide.

"I don't want military achievements anymore. This guy is not a human being!!"

"I still have the road to go and there are more things to do. If I don't come, I will be the stone that is destined to be crushed to block this person!!"

This disintegration also affected the later army of monks, making the entire battlefield seem to be in chaos. These scenes have long made Feng Qiuran tremble. She looked at Wang Baole and the Taoist Palace monks around her. The complexity in her heart was indescribable, and finally turned into a sigh.

At this moment, as they dispersed, Wang Baole, who was in the sea of ​​blood in the battlefield, also showed his figure. The red imperial armor was already weird, and the most amazing thing was behind him... At this moment, it seemed like a cloak appeared, with thousands of black eyes!!

All of these black eyes were closed, but their wriggling and distortion of the surrounding starry sky made Wang Baole stand there, and against the countless corpses around him, it seemed like a real demon was coming!

"It's a bit forced, but it's not enough!" Wang Baole's chest was undulating. His mental fatigue and physical weakness were originally unable to support him, but the supplement from the Emperor Armor also had the will from the Nightmare Artifact, which made him feel a little tired and excited. This feeling made Wang Baole's eyes red as blood, and his body was about to chase him.

But at this moment... Suddenly, a strange sound echoed from the direction of Mercury came from the direction of Mercury. With this sound, the black lightning gathered in the Weiyang tribe ship on Mercury exploded instantly!

These countless black lightnings no longer formed a beam of light, but reached a level of ten thousand feet. What they transformed was not a beam of light, but a big hand made of black lightning!

This big hand swept across the starry sky, with the pressure that transcends the gods and the terrifying aura that is infinitely close to the spirit immortal, suddenly appeared on the battlefield and grabbed Wang Baole!
Chapter completed!
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