The ground exploded like ten thousand missiles landing on the ground.

Countless ground monsters also followed the explosion, and directly came a big frying pan full of Chinese people.

Flames, debris, and broken arms flew around all at once.

The ground was shaking, the sky was also cracking, and all the surrounding houses were destroyed and turned into ashes.

And almost at the same time, even though Gui Zun, who was at the center of the explosion, took down a falling ax with his own strength, the rain of axes whistling past was still blowing around him with an incomparably powerful aura and wind force. .

The black air around him was constantly being blown, and his face was grim because of it.

But his heart, which was not blown, was also ferocious at this time.

Because looking back, his neat and orderly army of thousands of troops was almost riddled with holes by the bombing at this time.

Even, even the very center of Moyun Ghost City at this time was reduced to ruins.

He has seen too many super spells, among which there are countless ones that destroy the world.

This is the norm.

But those are just single-body techniques, so it is understandable to be tyrannical.

But what is Han Sanqian looking at right now? This is an overwhelming group attack spell.

Anyone who practiced the Tao knows that although the group attack spell covers a large area, it also consumes a lot of real energy, and its power will not be too large due to dispersion.

But Han Sanqian's move... It's so fucking knocking on the door, so fucking home.

It is a group attack technique, but the damage caused by the explosion is more ferocious than many single-body ones I have seen.

What the hell is this? !

And almost at the same time, Han Sanqian and others were hundreds of meters away, and the convoy had already stopped. When they saw the ax rain falling in the center of the city, not only a group of followers were dumbfounded, even the bead The Seventh Princess within the curtain also lost her manners completely. She stood up from the carriage, half-bowed, and looked at the people in the arena in disbelief.

"You... didn't you say... that he had, already blew himself up? Then, who is that person?" She pointed at Han Sanqian and murmured.

If it had been before, that person would have found an excuse to reply, after all, before he said this, he had already found an excuse for the demonic aura in his breath.

However, at this time, he had no energy to reply at all, and his eyes were fixed on Han Sanqian on the field.

He can't understand, he really can't immediately.

How could the human youth in the distance make such a huge commotion, and how could he have been able to fight against the army of ten thousand ghosts for so long.

He thought a lot, but couldn't guess the reason, because he only thought a little less.

With his identity, how could he guess Han Sanqian?

But obviously, the shock that Han Sanqian brought to them was just the beginning.

As soon as the explosion started at this end, the flying light sword transformed by the little black stick over there also succeeded in breaking through from the other end, escorting the pangolin and others through the ground, and the little black stick rushed back again.

If before, Han Sanqian's place was still a sad hell, then now, this place is a wailing prison of hell.

Crying, shouting, pain, stumps, broken arms, and even heads, with the addition of the flying light sword, they flew like foam for a while.

And at the same time that the rain of thirty million axes fell, Han held a sword in his right hand and an ax in his left, and suddenly he was slashing wildly at Guizun. JrNovels.com