Chapter 1608 Blocking

The entire space in the middle domain was completely changed by Xia Qi. By the time the five ghosts and gods recovered from the pain in their souls, they had already been isolated.

Although Xia Qi is strong, there is obviously no chance of winning in one against five.

So if he wants to win, he must use his own advantages.

Take advantage of his ability to control the world, his advantage over ghosts and gods in single combat, and his advantage of being able to restrain ghosts and gods with his Destroying Thunder, making them unable to recover.

Only by separating the five ghosts and gods so that they cannot join forces can he open up the situation in this battle against time.

After all, even if one ghost is eliminated, the passive situation will be alleviated to a certain extent.

So he had no other choice but to sacrifice the middle domain of this second domain.

This was used as a workaround for him to deal with the ghosts and gods, helping him buy some time.

However, ghosts and gods are not so easy to control. Their destructive power and devouring power are enough to easily destroy the space layer and cause heavy damage to the Jedi, or even completely collapse it.

Xia Qi knows this very well, so he will not wait for the ghosts and gods to react, but will choose to strike first.

"The Sorrow of Space!"

The area that isolates the ghosts and gods now changes from moving under the plane to three-dimensional rotation.

The space layer, along with the Death Jedi, is like a tornado, spinning at a speed that is difficult to discern with the naked eye.

Extremely dazzling red light burst out from these space areas that were free from chaos.

The devouring power and destructive power of ghosts and gods turned into two extremely thick arms, which were bombarding crazily.

The space layer is shattered, and the Death Jedi is shattered.

But the momentum of the rotation has not stagnated at all.

"Origin integration!"

Xia Qi struggled to hold on, and the little original power he had left was thrown into various areas that were being continuously consumed, as if he didn't need money.

His body began to become hazy, and then his skin began to become soft, and then turned into liquid, as if corroded by sulfuric acid, and began to flow down from head to toe until he completely melted.

A sea-like purple ocean formed on the ground.

The ocean flows through the chaos that has lost the death Jedi and the space layer, making a maddening piercing sound.

After that, it split into two, and one part turned into a purple giant beast swimming in the sea. Its eyes glowed with silver-white light, leaping high, and then crossed the sky, and smashed heavily towards the two trapped ghosts and gods. go.

As for the other part, it transformed into a ferocious beast with two wings and thunder in its mouth.

The ferocious beast opened its huge mouth, and endless purple thunder spewed out from its mouth. The target was also the two ghosts and gods located in the corner.

Silver represents the attack of the soul.

Purple represents destruction.

Xia Qi used himself as a pool to make his two most powerful powers disappear.

The rapidly rotating regional space, with Xia Qi's control, instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire that seemed to be able to melt everything.

The ghosts and gods roared in pain.

Then, the soul attack came down, and the soul-devouring light was like a brilliance blooming all over the sky, slamming down from above with a "boom".

The ghosts and gods covered their heads. The miserable howls they made due to the trauma to their souls were like sonic attacks, vibrating layer by layer and spreading farther and farther.

In the distance, Li Shuai and others were fighting bloody battles with many ghost emperors.

Under the impact of this sound wave, the blood flowed backwards, and a large amount of blood penetrated the pores of the skin and burst out.

They were already injured before, but in this moment, they became extremely weak.

As for the ghost kings, they also couldn't stand this sound. The low-level ghosts seemed to have been bombarded and instantly turned into pieces.

The ghost blood, either black or green, from the ghosts turned into a storm, falling with the sound of wailing throughout the second domain.

Li Shuai knelt on the ground with one knee. The wound on his abdomen was shocking. Although his skin was healing very quickly, the wound always opened again when it was about to heal.

"Fuck! If you can, I'll bleed you to death, handsome guy!"

Li Shuai no longer wasted his energy recovering from his injuries. After coughing violently, he tore off the few remaining tattered clothes on his upper body and tied them directly to the seriously injured area.

He slapped the ground with both hands, and when the earth cracked, the other person jumped up again and reached the position where he was before he fell.

On the other side far away from him, the little ghost head had completely transformed into a ghost form, with countless wounds all over his body.

To put it figuratively, it's like a piece of dough being chewed along the edges.

The ghost kings often choose to attack in groups, using the purest bombardment and beast-like bites, leaving the little ghost head's body riddled with holes and leaving no time for recovery.

Looking at the endless ghosts that kept coming from the third domain, Su Hao's eyes glared angrily, and the edges of his gray-white pupils were already filled with blood.

Blood kept flowing down the corners of his eyes, and his eyes bulged outwards, as if the two eyeballs were about to detach at any time.

And the direction he looked at.

Many ghost kings were either blown away from a distance or chopped into pieces in the violent space turbulence.

Even though Li Shuai, Su Hao and Xiao Guitou are the most powerful among the quasi-gods.

Possessing the strength to defeat many with one.

However, there are too many ghosts.

Moreover, among the Ghost Emperors, there are no longer a handful of quasi-god-level ghosts. It can be said that the injuries on their bodies were all caused by the impact of the quasi-god-level Ghost Emperor.

It is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, let alone the powerful ghosts that are ten times or a hundred times their number.

They have killed countless ghosts.

But in the third realm, which was floating over their heads like clouds, the ghosts were still endless.

And this momentum is still continuing, and no one knows where the end point is.

Dozens of ghost kings surrounded the little ghost head and began to eat crazily, tearing at the little ghost head's body.

The little ghost had a headache and was in pain, and he was extremely weak.

Li Shuai felt something in his heart, and his liver and gallbladder suddenly burst. After blowing away the attacking ghost with a punch and opening a gap for him, he went to help the little ghost head out of trouble.

"return!"

Su Hao clenched his fists, bright red blood still flowing from the corners of his eyes.

“Take care of yourself, even if you go over, it won’t change anything.

Our mission is not to survive, but to keep powerful ghosts here as much as possible. "

When Su Hao said this, when Li Shuai refused to listen and wanted to rush over, he roared again:

"Go back!"

Li Shuai looked at Su Hao and the little devil who was being slowly swallowed by pain. He wiped the blood and tears on his face, then slapped his face hard, forcing himself to turn his head back.

Because Su Hao was right, even if he rushed over, he would only be able to stop the bleeding temporarily.

But the position he was responsible for defending would be lost, and many ghosts would rush over.