Chapter 588 (1/2)

”Roar”

The roar of the gods and Demons kept coming, the virtual shadow of the gods and Demons surrounded, and the fingers pressed down.

”Click”

The crisp sound came. Although the sound was not loud, it came into everyone's ears.

”Impossible...” in the white bone cage, Yan Ning came with a frightened voice.

”Broken.” the ancient wind fingers wrapped around the black light pattern, and suddenly pressed down with a cold color on his face.

”Boom”

The blood light straight into the sky was completely broken at this time, and the white bone spear was broken inch by inch under the finger of the God and devil. Turned into powder.

”Hiss...”

Before the golden hall, everyone couldn't help taking a breath when they saw this scene. The white bone spear is a mysterious and high-level treasure. It is powerful and unparalleled and extremely strong. But how terrible it takes to break directly under the ancient wind.

The finger of God and devil did not disappear, but pressed towards the white bone cage with terrible power. The void trembled, waves of energy ripple spread, felt the terrible breath, and everyone in the field didn't change his face. That power is really terrible.

”The white bone cage, imprisoning heaven and earth.” Yan Ning's roar came again. The runes on the white bone cage flickered and turned into hundreds of feet. With a strange energy, they shrouded in the ancient wind and the finger of God and devil.

”Trapped lock.”

The white bone is infinite, completely blocking this space, and the ancient style is locked in the white bone cage. Countless ghost spirits filled the air, and the blood evil spirit surged towards the finger of God and devil.

In the white bone cage, Yan Ning's face was bloodless and shrouded in dark lines. The Black Ghost gas filled his whole body. It seemed that there was a ghost screaming beside him.

The palm like a ghost claw slowly poked out of the sleeve robe. Yan Ning grabbed the unreal head and immediately burst into a ferocious smile. In the palm, a strange rich black awn burst out.

”This is what you forced me. Originally, this means was used when waiting for the last battle of Shengwang mountain. I didn't expect it to be used today, but it also makes you feel fear, fear of death.” Yan Ning's face was wearing a crazy smile, and the black awn in his hand kept pouring into the illusory head.

The spirit, the spirit of a strong man, didn't dissipate because of death, but was captured by Yan Ning. Although I don't know how Yan Ning did it, the ancient wind knows that the next is probably the real terrorist attack of Yan Ning.

With the continuous instillation of black mans, the man's hair screamed bitterly. Even the ancient style was a little cold. The means of the hell devil hall are really weird and vicious. Unexpectedly, people's spirits don't let go and want to make use of it.