On the battlefield of Jialing Pass, the rolling smoke of gunpowder was like a heavy curtain, covering the sky and the sun, dragging the world into the endless chaos and haze.
Bibidong, wearing Rakshasa God's costume, was like a demon god from the dark abyss, floating high in the air.
The mysterious and majestic black divine outfit flowed with a terrifying aura every inch, as if countless resentful spirits were wailing and struggling in it.
A black light lingered around her, like the strangest stars in the night sky, flashing with signs of death.
Her cold and ruthless eyes were like two bottomless cold pools, looking down at the ants-like coalition soldiers below indifferently.
There was no slight pity in that look, only the indifference of life and the desire for killing.
"Go to die!"
Her cold voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, with endless chills.
Before she finished speaking, she waved her arm suddenly, and a thick dark light instantly condensed in her palm. There was a faint shrill sound of ghost crying in the light, which was creepy.
The light shone like a black thunder and lightning, rushing straight towards the coalition camp with a destructive force.
"Ah! Help!"
The coalition soldiers shouted in horror.
"Everyone, stay calm! Don't be confused!" a general shouted at the top of his lungs.
However, all this was futile. Wherever the light passed, the air was torn apart in an instant, making a sharp explosion.
A deep gully was plowed out of the ground, and soil and stones flew up.
The coalition soldiers felt that their eyes were dark and before they could react, they were instantly swallowed by this terrifying force.
The body turned into blood mist in an instant, dissipating in the air without even a trace. Countless living lives were destroyed by this blow, as if they had never existed in this world.
She raised her hand again, and a black flame surged out from her fingertips, like the karma fire from hell, burning wildly.
The flames spread rapidly in the air, forming a huge cloud of fire, covering the coalition forces.
The flames touched the soldiers' bodies and instantly ignited them.
The "sizzling" sound of flesh and flesh being burned and the "cracking" sound of bones being burned intertwined into a terrifying music of death. The soldiers rolled and twisted in the sea of fire in pain, making heart-wrenching howls.
Their faces were twisted by the flames, and their eyes were filled with despair and fear.
But this karma fire in hell is like a gangrene attached to the bone. No matter how hard they struggle, they cannot get rid of their fate of being burned out. A powerful coalition soul master witnessed the tragic situation of his comrades around him, his eyes were red, and his anger made him lose his mind.
"I'll fight with you!"
He used his strongest soul skill desperately, and his body shone brightly, like a burning meteor, rushing towards Bibi East.
However, Bibidong only blinked his fingers lightly, and a thin but deadly black light shot out from her fingertips.
The light instantly penetrated the soul master's body at a speed that was difficult to capture by the naked eye. The momentum of the soul master rushing forward came to an abrupt end. He widened his eyes, his eyes full of disbelief and unwillingness.
His body stagnated in the air for a moment, then fell straight down like a kite with a broken string, smashing a big hole on the ground.
"Vulnerable!"
Bibidong sneered contemptuously, and the laughter echoed on the battlefield, making the hearts of the coalition soldiers even more full of despair.
At this time, Douluo, Douluo, and other worshippers, also took action.
Ju Douluo waved her hands, and countless petals flew out like sharp blades, and blood splattered everywhere.
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"Haha, a group of weak guys!" Ju Douluo laughed wildly.
Ghost Douluo was in a ghostly figure and shuttled through the coalition forces like a ghost. Every time he appeared, he was accompanied by a scream.
"Suffer to die!" Gui Douluo shouted gloomyly.
The battlefield had already flowed into a river, and the sticky blood gathered into a stream, flowing along the gullies.
The mountain-stacked corpses emitted a disgusting stench, and broken weapons and flags scattered all over the ground.
The morale of the coalition soldiers completely collapsed, and they threw away their armor and fled everywhere.
Some people are tripped by their companions' corpses, and before they can get up, they are killed by subsequent pursuers; some are panicked, fall into a trap, and are pierced by sharp wooden stakes; some are collapsed directly On the ground, he gave up resistance and waited for the arrival of death.
But Bibidong didn't mean to stop at all. There was no trace of fatigue on her face, only endless indifference and murderous intent.
She continued to use her powerful and terrifying magical skills, making this battlefield a real Shura hell, as if she wanted to completely destroy everything in the world.
(This chapter ends)