Seeing the change of color in the world, Han Sanqian himself was more like a mad dragon entering the sea, rushing in and out of the crowd seven times, killing ghosts crying and screaming, the corners of Gui Zun's eyes shrunk at this time, it was almost unbelievable.

Even though Han Sanqian had the prestige to kill nearly half of the people surrounded by a thousand people when he was just now, but there are some things, how can you feel the power if you don't see it with your own eyes?

Moreover, is it still so powerful?

"Is this guy really that strong?" Hong Luan had never seen such a terrifying enemy.

Looking at Han Sanqian like a general descended from the sky, he also stared at him at this time.

How scary? But that's all.

It's not so much that Wan Jun is besieging him right now, it's better that he is the leading role alone, and tens of thousands of people accompany him in a super solo show.

"It's just a tiger general, but I really underestimated him." Gui Zun smiled coldly and shook his head helplessly.

He admired Han Sanqian more and more, which at least proved that his vision was correct at the beginning, but it's a pity that he really didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked by the Pei family.

"Speaking of him as a dragon general, don't you also underestimate him?" Hong Luan couldn't help but sigh slightly.

But almost at the same time, Han Sanqian's performance did not end, or in other words, it was just the beginning.

"Phaseless Divine Art!"

Suddenly, Han Sanqian moved his hand, and all kinds of spells issued by the monsters over there suddenly disappeared like a match being blown out.

"Give it back to you!"

But in the next second, with Han Sanqian's angry shout, he flipped his hand suddenly, and hundreds of rays of light smashed down directly.

boom!

All of a sudden, the entire ground exploded in all directions, and the monsters that had been surrounded by layers inside and outside all of a sudden were staggering, dead, wounded, roaring, howling.

It was tragic, but the scene was incomparably spectacular.

"boom!"

And almost at the same time, at the other end, the sword of flying light transformed by the little black stick was also invincible as pointed by a sharp sword, and the pangolin followed closely behind, walking away from the ground.

"My lord, this..."

Facing enemies on both sides, Hongluan even felt for a moment that their crowd of 10,000 people seemed to be surrounded by people making dumplings.

Gui Zun's expression was cold, why didn't he have such hallucinations?

But returning to rationality a little bit, these hallucinations brought him only shame, without any beauty.

Because, this guy Han Sanqian killed his own people and hit his own face.

"It seems that the deity has to play in person."

As soon as the words fell, the black energy on Guizun's body suddenly began to rise wildly...

And at the other end of Moyun Ghost City.

A team of hundreds of people dressed in red is speeding towards Moyun Ghost City.

Although there are not many of them, in addition to some ordinary servants, there is also an elite team of about fifty people mixed in. Although the number is not large, in fact, any one of these fifty people is They are by no means ordinary people, their aura is introverted, seemingly indifferent, but in reality they are not. JrNovels.com