Chapter 2087: Shocked Players and Natives of the Netherworld

"not good!"

Ling Zifeng exclaimed in his heart, and then ran away directly into the distance without thinking.

"Want to escape? It's too late!" Zhao Yun shouted coldly.

The next second, a golden energy ball hundreds of meters away was like a cannonball, flying rapidly in the direction of Ling Zifeng's escape.

The golden energy ball was so fast that it collided with Ling Zifeng's blood-red energy ball in the blink of an eye.

A sound of "Bang!" came, and then lightning flashed in the sky, and the space began to distort. The scene was very terrifying.

The blood-red energy ball was like a ball in front of the golden energy ball, being pierced instantly and then turned into nothingness.

The speed of the golden energy ball did not slow down at all and headed directly towards Ling Zifeng.

As Ling Zifeng ran away, he paid attention to the situation behind him. Just when he felt that his attack was directly penetrated and then exploded, an extremely dangerous aura came instantly.

After feeling this, Ling Zifeng's expression changed, and then he summoned the artifacts one after another without hesitation and threw them behind him.

He wanted to use this to block the attack from behind, but it was useless.

The artifacts he throws out will inexplicably lose contact with him the moment they approach the golden energy ball.

This result immediately made Ling Zifeng feel frightened.

"Damn! Just wipe out the power of the soul I left on the artifact! How could this happen!"

Ling Zifeng had never encountered such a weird attack before. He didn't quite understand it. Of course, he was more panicked.

The golden energy ball was very fast. When Ling Zifeng threw the fifth artifact, the golden energy ball was already dozens of meters away from him.

at this time,

Ling Zifeng felt the golden light emitting from the golden energy ball, and it began to dissolve his magic power.

Ling Zifeng, who noticed this, narrowed his eyes suddenly, and then shouted in shock: "No!"

As soon as he landed with an unwilling roar, the golden energy ball hit Ling Zifeng instantly.

"boom!"

The golden energy ball exploded instantly, then turned into golden light that filled the sky, directly surrounding Ling Zifeng.

"Sizzling, sizzling, sizzling..."

Dense lightning flashed continuously.

The terrifying energy ripples directly turned into ripples and spread out in all directions.

The battlefield is far away.

The alien players and the powerful men in the Netherworld gasped after seeing Ling Zifeng being hit by the golden ball of light.

The strength that Ling Zifeng showed just now has surpassed countless strong men at the pinnacle level of quasi-sage.

In their opinion, Ling Zifeng should have the upper hand.

But in the end, Ling Zifeng not only escaped, but was also devoured by the attacks unleashed by the reincarnation army.

The Turbid Dragon's Breath he used before was powerful, but in the face of the white tiger's purifying light, it was simply fragile and could not even be blocked even slightly.

And now, Ling Zifeng himself was hit.

"How come the strength of the Samsara Dynasty's army suddenly became so strong?"

"The key is that this is just one of the legion battle formations displayed by the Samsara Army, the White Tiger Battle Formation. If all four holy beast battle formations were deployed, how terrifying would it be..."

"This is just the Samsara Dynasty army, and Emperor Ye Chen didn't even take action."

"It seems that the world of the underworld is about to change. We have to find another way out, but we don't want to get involved in the battle between them."

"Pavilion

What I am saying is absolutely true, no matter which side we are on, we are all cannon fodder. "

"Oh, comparing people to each other is so irritating. Emperor Ye Chen is so awesome..."

"By the way, the Demonic Cannon was unique to Netherworld Valley. Do you think Netherworld Valley will defeat Emperor Ye Chen?"

"It doesn't matter who wins or loses. What matters is that in such a battle, it would be better not to participate or to participate..."

"That's right. If you participate carelessly, you might lose your life because of this..."

…

The stranger players and the strong men in the Netherworld, talking to each other, it's a lively scene.

Gradually, the topic shifted from the shock of the Samsara Dynasty to how to avoid the coming storm.

They are not stupid, and they can naturally see that Ye Chen's target is not one or two dynasties, nor a few individual forces, but the entire Netherworld.

If nothing unexpected happens, it won't take long for the Netherworld to be filled with bloodshed.

Before long, the entire Netherworld will be in chaos.

By then, countless forces will surely be destroyed.

As for who is destroyed and who is destroyed, it is the large forces that should worry about it, and it is not their turn to worry about it.

What they can do is how to avoid participating in the upcoming storm in the Netherworld.

…

battlefield.

After Ling Zifeng was hit and covered by the golden energy ball, the blood-red mana in his body surged out crazily to fight against the golden energy.

However, it was useless.

The moment his mana touches the golden energy, he will make a "chichichi" sound, and then directly turn into nothingness.

His huge mana, which belonged to the pinnacle of quasi-sage, was completely consumed in just a few breaths.

"No, no, this is impossible, how could this happen!" Ling Zifeng

Feeling the empty mana in his body with horror, it was called panic.

While he was talking to himself, his feet suddenly lost feeling, which caused him to collapse directly on the ground without his magic power.

A horrifying scene appeared again, and he saw that his feet also began to dissipate, turning directly into nothingness. There was no pain at all, as if he had no feet in the first place.

Ling Zifeng's face turned pale. He wanted to stop all this, but it was useless.

No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't stop this weird scene.

After a few breaths, his legs had completely disappeared, and the speed of dissipation was still accelerating.

This frightened Ling Zifeng, but he could only watch without any way to stop it.

"I hate it so much!"

Ling Zifeng raised his head and roared hatefully, and then he saw Ling Zifeng disappearing between heaven and earth visibly.

As Ling Zifeng dissipated, the golden energy ball gradually faded away.

The golden light disappeared, and the huge white tiger also disappeared at the same time.

Everyone in the reincarnation army staggered, and their faces turned pale.

It was obviously excessive consumption and overdraft of their respective mana.

"Fortunately we have the elixir, otherwise, we might be in danger this time." Zhao Yun looked at the pale-faced Samsara army, and then said slowly.

"Zilong is right, this time it's really a bit suspenseful." Zhang Fei nodded in agreement and said.

"That's true. Therefore, we still need to work hard. Otherwise, if we encounter a stronger enemy, if we use this move, we may have an accident." Guan Yu said, stroking his beard.

The consumption of mana is the most fierce.

If Ling Zifeng's mana is stronger again,

If they were stronger, not only would they not be able to kill Ling Zifeng, but Ling Zifeng would also take advantage of them.

Don't look at the newly evolved attacks of the White Tiger. They are so fierce and powerful, but they also consume mana, and the consumption is terrifying.

Otherwise, Zhao Yun, Dian Wei, Guan Yu and others would not have said this.

Of course, this is just a hypothesis. Ling Zifeng is not Ye Chen, and he does not have Ye Chen's vast sea of ​​magic power.

"Well done." While everyone was still sighing, a voice came from the sky.

The familiar voice made everyone in the reincarnation army rejoice. It was Ye Chen's voice.

As Ye Chen's voice fell, Ye Chen also appeared in the sky above the reincarnation army.

With a wave of his hand, a barrier appeared, protecting everyone in the Samsara Army.

"Bang!"

Zhao Yun, Dian Wei, Guan Yu, and others, as well as the army of the Samsara Dynasty, all knelt down on one knee and worshiped loudly.

Thousands of people shouted loudly, causing the trembling void to tremble endlessly.

Ye Chen nodded, and then said: "Restore mana quickly!"

"Yes! Your Majesty!" Zhao Yun, Dian Wei, Guan Yu, and others, as well as the soldiers of the Samsara Dynasty, responded in unison.

After saying that, he took out the elixir in unison, swallowed it, and then sat cross-legged on the spot to restore his magic power.

At this time, Ye Chen took a look at his men and his army, nodded with satisfaction, then waved his right hand, and the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus appeared instantly, and then flew over the Samsara Dynasty's army.

A "buzz" sound came, and a huge light shield centered on the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus and spread out in all directions.

But in the blink of an eye, the Samsara Dynasty's army will be enveloped in it.

The nether world is not

It's the Samsara Dynasty. If we don't take a foolproof plan, if we are attacked by surprise, the losses will be huge.

To be sure, Ye Chen would not directly use the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus. ,

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