Chapter 654: No Way Out!

Ruins of the Sea.

Ruins of the Nine-Layered Continent.

As time goes by and the news spreads, more and more high-level Gods gather here, and the number has already exceeded 300,000.

Crowded together, fighting endlessly.

Blood flows like a river, and murderous aura boils!

This place has become a real meat grinder, and high-level Gods fall every moment. These high-level Gods are almost the bosses among the bosses in places such as Hunxi King City and Shanhu King City, and are the top heroes, but in the Nine-Layered Continent, they are cannon fodder.

As of today, it has been the fourth day of the chaos in the Nine-Layered Continent. There are more than 300,000 high-level Gods gathered here, and more than 200,000 high-level Gods died. Almost every day, more than 50,000 high-level Gods die, which is equivalent to one high-level God dying every second.

Horror!

Terrible!

However, for the top super Gods, this is nothing. They can only kill people, but they will not be killed.

For example, the Ghost Old Man of Mangshan——

As the true qi surged, a strong suction force was generated from him, and the dark power of the Nine Netherworld was gradually attracted, forming a dark vortex around the Ghost Old Man of Mangshan.

Evil erosion!

The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan stood up, waved his palms, and integrated the power of the Nine Netherworld into the palm wind. Then, bang bang bang, his palms slapped out quickly, and the power of the Nine Netherworld rushed to the high-level gods in all directions like black flames.

This power is highly corrosive and can quickly erode the true qi shield of the high-level gods, directly attack their bodies and souls, and make them suffer.

"Ah ah ah ah!"

The constant wailing of pain added a bit of shrill and terrifying atmosphere to the Nine Netherworld.

The Nine Netherworld is destroyed!

The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan flew up and spun in the air for several weeks——

"Hah!"

He shouted suddenly and pushed his hands down with all his strength.

Boom boom boom!

Crash!

The power of the Nine Netherworld gathered into a huge black beam of light at this moment, striking the void. The powerful force was so terrifying that it even caused the space to collapse. High-level gods from all directions were instantly drawn into the dark abyss of the Nine Netherworld and disappeared forever from the world.

Killing!

Too easy!

Yan Chuang's eyes shone: "This is the Nine Netherworld Palm!"

He couldn't help but exclaim, still explaining: "The Nine Netherworld Palm draws on the deep, evil and endless power of the Nine Netherworld. The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan uses his own pure true qi as a bridge to go deep into the abyss of the Nine Netherworld of Mangshan and resonate with the extremely evil power. When the palm is exerted, the power of the Nine Netherworld surges out from the palm like a volcanic eruption. Its power can not only destroy the body of the high-level god general, but also pollute his soul, causing him to fall into the abyss of no return."

Looking at the Ghost Old Man of Mangshan, when the Nine Netherworld Palm was exerted, the surrounding space was shrouded in darkness, and only the power of the Nine Netherworld flashed with evil light.

Roar, roar, roar!

A terrifying roar came from the dark vortex, as if the demons of the Nine Netherworld were about to descend.

Evil erosion!

The bodies of high-level gods from all directions quickly decayed, and their souls were shrouded in darkness——

"Ahhhhh!"

They screamed in despair.

The entire battlefield fell into chaos, the space was broken, the light disappeared, and only a dead silence of darkness remained.

The Ghost of Mangshan!

The power is boundless!

After "Nine Nether Palm", it is——

"The Yin Prison Palm!"

Yan Chuang stepped on "Impermanence" and flew forward to watch closely. He saw the Ghost of Mangshan holding his hands high, the true energy surging wildly in his body, erupting from his palms, and in a trance, it seemed to form a huge dark door in the air. Endless screams of pain and curses came from the door, and the terrifying breath of Yin Prison instantly filled the entire battlefield.

Burning in the fire of hell!

The Ghost of Mangshan waved his hands quickly, condensing the power of Yin Prison into balls of black flames.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh!

These flames flew like meteors to high-level gods in all directions. Once they touched the bodies of high-level gods, they spread rapidly, burning their flesh and true qi, causing them to struggle in pain.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Screams, roars, fears, and panic spread.

Once infected, there is no way back!

"Mimi Mama Boom!"

The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan put his palms together, chanted something, and then slowly separated them. The power of the Yin Prison formed a huge palm print between his palms. Countless painful faces and the wailing of souls flashed in the palm print. The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan pushed the palm print to high-level gods in all directions. Once it hits, no matter how high-level you are, you will be involved in the endless torture of the Yin Prison and will never be able to be reborn.

"Awesome!"

"Awesome!!"

"Awesome!!!"

Yan Chuang exclaimed, he saw the principle of this "Yinyu Palm": "To simulate the cruel, painful and endless torture environment of Yinyu, Mangshan Ghost Old Man transforms his own true energy into a force that can create the atmosphere of Yinyu. When the palm is performed, the power of Yinyu spreads like a plague, which can bring double physical and mental torture to people, allowing them to experience the horror and despair of Yinyu."

Yinyu is coming!

Look at Mangshan Ghost Old Man——

"Yinyu Palm" together, the sky suddenly became dark as ink, thunder roared, as if the end of the world is coming.

Boom!

The roar continued.

When the dark door of Yinyu opened, a strong suction force pulled high-level gods from all directions into the door, and each high-level god was afraid and desperate.

The hellfire burned!

Look at the bodies of these high-level gods wrapped in black flames, making shrill cries, and the air around them was filled with the smell of burning.

Huh!

Smells good!

Smells good!

This is the taste of a high-level god general, too delicious, and the deliciousness is unstoppable!

The Mangshan Ghost Old Man was not attracted by the deliciousness. After he raised his palm prints and hit the high-level gods in all directions, the bodies of the high-level gods disappeared in an instant, leaving only a black smoke, and their souls were imprisoned in the underworld forever.

Eternal damnation!

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"Ghost Palm of the Ghost Axe Divine Art!"

The Mangshan Ghost Old Man was still killing and showing off——

He closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and established a connection with the ghost world around him. After a moment, a mysterious force surged into his body, and the ghost power attached to his palms.

Ghost Possession!

At this time, the palms emitted a faint green light, and the ghost power was ready.

The ghostly shadow was erratic!

The Mangshan Ghost Old Man moved like a ghost, and his palms swung in an extremely strange trajectory.

Boom boom boom!

Every palm had the power to collapse the sky.

The ghost power formed a series of illusory palm shadows with the palm gestures. These palm shadows kept flashing, disappearing, and reappearing in the air, making it impossible for high-level gods from all directions to determine the true direction of the attack.

Unknowingly, they were already hit and died.

The Ghost Old Man of Mangshan put his palms together-

"Ha!"

Then suddenly separated.

With a bang, the ghost power formed a huge vortex in the palm.

When the high-level gods from all directions were confused by the illusory attack of "Ghost Palm", the Ghost Old Man of Mangshan took the opportunity to push the vortex towards a group of high-level gods. The moment the vortex touched the high-level gods, the powerful suction sucked out the souls of these high-level gods and swallowed them into the ghost power.

Palm technique!

Too weird!

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