Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night, I Build Hell Town Human World

The airspace is filled with dark brown fog of dead air.

The corrosion of the dead air mist is extremely strong, and Shen Tu needs to constantly mobilize his own immortal power to resist.

Shen Tu couldn't see his fingers when he stretched out his hand, and there was a sense of death erosion on his hand.

He squinted slightly, but there was a fighting look in his eyes.

But the remaining injuries on his body made him stop. For the first time, he felt the danger.

He understood his situation.

"I don't know how many years. I haven't felt this way for a long time!"

This feeling of traveling on the brink of death!
A dead, rotting feeling in the chest, belly, and shoulders.

The mana is almost unlimited, but it can't make up for these injuries of having the Dao.

He slightly curled the corner of his mouth, with a look of madness on his face?cruel?Killing intent!
For many years, he has walked like this. Before becoming the emperor, he was a god of war, walking between life and death.

If it is said why he was able to ascend to the position of ghost emperor of the underworld, perhaps there is this reason.

He could feel the bloodstains on the Xingtian battle ax held in his right hand, and the scarlet light of Weibo flickering on the dark golden battle halberd in his left hand.

It's now!

It is not useless for Shen Tu to stop in mid-air and feel everything.

In this fog of dead air at the fairyland level of Taiyi Gold, he is now just a Profound Immortal, even if he used to be a Da Luo Golden Immortal, he could not let the immortal consciousness break through the fog!

The five senses are invalid, invisible, inaudible, how to find the enemy?
So, he became a prey in this fog!
The five senses have failed, and the only thing Shen Tu can use is intuition!

At this moment, when the blood dripped down on his axe, the war halberd lit up another burst of scarlet light.

The halo above the golden halberd seemed to be swept by something, blocking the light for a millisecond.

While the halo was flickering, Shen Tu slammed an ax towards his right hand.

right here!

The sound of flesh and blood being pierced by sharp iron tools sounded.

Blood dripped from the battle armor on his chest.

Shen Tu lowered his head slightly, sensing pain and blood flow with his senses.

His chest was pierced.

He swung the ax to the right.

He guessed wrong!

So he was pierced through the chest, and this blow pierced his heart.

Maybe, he really was going to die.

But he didn't guess completely wrong, the scarlet war halberd in his left hand also stabbed towards the rear, and the lines on the war halberd absorbed the flesh and blood in it.

Shen Tu smiled, at least, he also stabbed.

Outside the airspace, Zhang Heng is quickly killing the Jinxian in front of him!
Suddenly, he raised his head instinctively.

Looking at the fog in the airspace.

Shentu is in danger!
Zhang Heng looked at Jinxian below.

Does Shen Tu need him to save?
No need, Chen Qiye is looking at everyone, even if Shentu is in danger, Chen Qiye can recall him or reshape him through reincarnation without any trouble.

But Zhang Heng had a feeling in his heart.

Immortals are also mortal.

Especially in the endless mist of death aura, the death aura carried by the ancestor of the Chaotian Sect who used his corpse to testify to the Tao can brand the death of an immortal with traces of the Dao.

Immortal battles are almost always fought with the power of the great way.

Even if the other party has supernatural powers close to the Dao and can save Xiandu, there is still a risk of falling.

This was the case with the great battle in the Xuanwu Continent ten thousand years ago. Even in the Buddhist sect, even in the Heavenly Court, after fierce battles, some immortals would still die in it.

Feeling this way, Zhang Heng took another look at the Jinxian around him.

Compared with the dangerous situation of Brother Shentong, it is not a pity to suppress these golden immortals.

Zhang Heng started to draw dozens of large formations again, trapping all the remaining golden immortals, and he wanted to save Shentu first.

After casting the formation, Zhang Heng activated the magic light with both hands, and while using the energy of the airspace Taoism, untied the airspace barrier, and flew straight to where Shen Tu was.

And those golden immortals seemed to be aware of the situation in the airspace.

Seeing that the power of Zhang Heng's formation on them has weakened a bit, and seeing the direction in which Zhang Heng flew out.

Immediately realized Zhang Heng's purpose!
The head of Chaotian Sect immediately shouted: "Don't let him get close to the ancestor!"

"The ancestor is about to get rid of that guy inside!"

"Stop him quickly!"

The few remaining Golden Immortals were indeed unable to fight Zhang Heng, and even if they were slowly consumed, they would only be worn to death by Zhang Heng one by one.

But they still want to stop Zhang Heng.

The Suzerain of Chaotian Sect has only one thought in mind, and that is to rebuild the glory of Chaotian Sect.

The ancestor had obtained the Taiyi Gold Fairyland, and under this world, he was almost invincible.

As long as the ancestor is alive, he can lead the Chaotian Sect and become the top power in Xuantian Continent.

Although he didn't think that Zhang Heng could win the battle with his ancestor in the past.

But the combat power shown by the jargon is far beyond their imagination.

No matter what, they would never allow Zhang Heng to approach that battlefield.

In Zhang Heng's hands, the power of Taoism in the airspace circulated, and when he closed his hands facing the middle, the airspace could be opened again.

He could rush into the fog of death energy and save Zhang Heng.

At this time, a few ropes condensed by Faguang suddenly appeared beside him out of thin air, and these ropes were tied directly towards Zhang Heng's arm.

Zhang Heng's hands snapped together, but he couldn't move when he was about to close.

"Dare!" Zhang Heng yelled angrily, and looked back.

I saw a few golden immortals shrunk into a ball, releasing mana towards the surroundings to resist Zhang Heng's formation attack.

Among the several golden immortals, the head of the Chaotian Sect looked at Zhang Heng's position and used a magical power.

"Taoist Golden Rope!"

This supernatural power can produce golden ropes condensed by spells out of thin air, trapping opponents directly.

Then Zhang Heng's legs, body, and arms formed ropes, pulling him in place, making it difficult for him to move forward!

"Looking for death!" Zhang Heng turned around and shouted angrily!
This group of people dared to prevent him from going to Shen Tu.

In an emergency, Zhang Heng directly used brute force, and countless ghost patterns lit up his body.

Clenching both hands, the gold rope on the arm broke directly.

But the lord of the Chaotian Sect didn't stop, he was still generating golden ropes of supernatural powers, and tied them towards Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng directly turned his hands into knives, slashed forward, and cut off hundreds of magic golden ropes!

Immediately strengthened the battle against those formations, and the few golden immortals who protected the lord of Chaotianzong on the periphery were suppressed by the power of Zhang Heng's formation.

Several golden immortals were directly forced into a very small range.

But they still gritted their teeth and insisted, mobilizing all the magic power in their bodies, just to hold Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng saw countless ropes still coming towards him, and he couldn't move at all if he didn't deal with these people.

Goodbye, in the mist of dead air in the airspace, another layer of halo lit up.

Zhang Heng sensed that the danger to Shen Tu was getting closer, so he immediately used all his strength!

"court death!"

There was endless anger in Zhang Heng's eyes, and he suddenly burst into flames, and he didn't rely on formations anymore.

He flew towards several golden fairies alone.