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Zhang Yiyan placed his palms together, bent his fingers slightly inward, drew the eight trigrams with his hands, and chanted softly: "Wind and thunder!"

In an instant, a violent wind blew, and dazzling lightning flashed on the fingertips. The lightning cut through the sky with a fierce momentum and struck directly at the platform.

Peng Jian's pupils widened instantly, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face. He reacted quickly, folded his hands, and a ball of black air quickly gathered, transforming into a series of black and hideous ghost face shields.

"Thunder!" With a loud bang, lightning struck the ghost face shield fiercely. "Roar~~~" accompanied by a sharp ghost cry, the ghost face shield seemed to flash a trace of fear, but it was reduced to ashes in the next second.

The lightning continued to move forward, bringing with it a strong wind. The ground and walls cracked instantly, and the platform was split in half.

Peng Jian paused, and his body rose several feet in an instant, landing lightly on a sculpture on the side. "I didn't expect your skills to improve so quickly!"

If I can't use this boy, he will become a great harm, and I must not let him stay. Killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand and pointed, "Send him to hell with all his karma!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

There was another scream that sounded like a devil's voice, and Zhang Yiyan's brows were filled with disgust.

The man in yellow robe who was standing aside took the lead in attacking. A burly bald man rushed over with the Iron Head Skill. Zhang Yiyan turned around suddenly and slapped him in the face, causing him to roll several times and hit the stone pillar. Looking at the stone pillar that was cracked by his head, the Iron Head Skill fainted.

"Shit!" The gravedigger took a few steps back. It turned out that he was right to seek cooperation with Chongtongzi. If he came here, he would definitely not be a match for these people.

Then, a man holding two knives, with sharp chin and shifty eyes, rushed over at a very fast speed. The knives hit the golden shield and broke it. It was conceivable how much strength he used. Zhang Yiyan slapped him back with his backhand, and slapped him away.

The five fingers of his left hand formed into claws, and he swung them downwards violently. "Crackling" several bolts of lightning directly hit the dozen or so people closest to him. Seeing them twitching and foaming at the mouth, Zhang Yiyan blinked his eyes, and his pupils rolled out and then rolled back. "Get out of here!"

A few people ran away one after another, and more people gathered around, three layers inside and three layers outside.

"Shit!" The gravedigger threw out a stack of black talismans. After one batch fell, another batch immediately took its place. He seemed not to be afraid of death at all, chanting, "God bless us, God bless us, God bless us!!!"

"Team Leader Zhang!" Seeing that they were being forced to approach, and that some of them clearly had magical powers, the gravedigger was a little overwhelmed and shouted, "Do it!"

Zhang Yiyan once again placed his palms together, bent his fingers slightly inward, drew the eight trigrams with his hands, and chanted the spell, "Wind, thunder and lightning! Wind, thunder and lightning! Wind, thunder and lightning!"

Crackling! Dazzling lightning flashed in all directions, like silver snakes dancing wildly, dazzling the eyes. Accompanied by deafening thunder, it seemed as if the whole world was shaken by this terrifying power.

The rolling thunder and lightning rolled by, like a ferocious beast roaring, making people feel a little palpitated.

Lightning cut through the sky like a spider web, descending from the sky with endless power and energy. The powerful electric current instantly penetrated their bodies, causing them to twitch all over and unable to move. They rolled their eyes, foamed at the mouth, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

The pain and torture are indescribable, as if being in hell.

Peng Jian saw that the situation was not going well, and thought to himself that it was not good. He shouted to the remaining believers, "Send the evil demon to hell!"

"Send the evil spirits to hell!"

"Send the evil spirits to hell!"

"Send the evil spirits to hell!"

"..."

Hundreds of people here became excited again and rushed forward like a black crowd as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Over there, Peng Jian jumped to the ground, lowered his body and ran towards the secret door.

The secret door opened and Yan Junge kicked out, "Fuck you!"

I came back with support, but I didn't expect to run into this unlucky guy as soon as I opened the door. I kicked him out directly, "Yanyan, I'm back!"

Zhang Yiyan raised his right arm to slap away the approaching cultists, turned around to meet his concerned eyes, and raised the corners of his lips, "Be careful, they are deeply poisoned!"

"Don't worry!" Yan Junge turned his wrist, and the magic rope rushed out like a spirit snake, entangled with Peng Jian.

A large number of commandos armed with live ammunition poured out of the small door one after another, "Don't move, put your hands up!"

"Pah!" Zhang Yiyan slapped a believer and sent him flying. He stepped lightly and moved as fast as lightning. He was next to Yan Junge. He slapped a believer and knocked him down. He stood back to back with Yan Junge. "Quick battle, quick decision!"

"As ordered!"

The rope was flexible and seemed to have identified Peng Jian, and kept fighting with him. Peng Jian's face darkened when he saw the secret passage was discovered. He was forced like this, so don't blame him for being ruthless!

He flashed and disappeared in front of people like a ghost. The hidden weapon in his hand flashed with cold light, cutting through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and rushed straight to Yan Junge's face.

Yan Junge widened his eyes in horror, and it seemed too late to dodge.

Zhang Yiyan's feet were as fast as the wind, and his movements left an afterimage. He flashed in front of him, and the hidden weapon was deflected by the golden light and hit the wall.

Two more hidden weapons came at him. Zhang Yiyan hugged Yan Junge's waist and spun around to avoid them. He stretched out his hand to intercept a hidden weapon and took a closer look. "Soul-catching bead!"

A layer of coldness covered his black eyes, and he pinched the pitch-black bead engraved with a red blood curse between his two fingers.

"Yanyan, he disappeared?" Yan Junge stuck to Zhang Yiyan's back, and the magic rope surrounded them within a two-meter radius, forming a protective shield.

"Ah!" A commando was knocked down, but no one saw who did it.

"Ah!" Another one!

Zhang Yiyan didn't care whether the secret of his double pupils would be discovered or not. He rolled his eyeballs, and a faint golden light appeared in his eyes. He did not see Peng Jian at the assembly hall.

!

He turned around suddenly and looked towards the door. Peng Jian, who had hidden his figure, attacked the team members inside from a distance and ran towards the door himself.

What a fucking cunning guy!

Zhang Yiyan threw the Soul-Capture Orb back and shouted, "Give it back to you!"

The soul-capturing bead hit Peng Jian's back accurately. He groaned in pain and fell to the ground.

"what!!!"

He let out a terrified and sharp cry, and at the same time, his figure slowly appeared.

The soul-capturing bead exploded on his back like a bomb, releasing a thick black gas.

The black air quickly wrapped around his body like countless black ropes. He began to struggle desperately, but the black air bound him tightly, making him unable to move.

As time went by, he felt his strength being gradually drained away. In endless pain and despair, Peng Jian was completely swallowed up by the black air.

Yan Junge put his arm around Zhang Yiyan's shoulders, covered his face with his big hands, lowered his body and held him in his arms, "Yanyan, isn't this what they call "doing too much evil will lead to your own destruction?"

"Yes!"