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Chapter 1911 Not over yet

With Ge Yu and his group, they were all knocked down and tied up in big circles.
The old ghosts and monsters in the Ge Yu Spirit Gathering Tower also retreated to the Spirit Gathering Tower.
The rest of those who were still standing were all targeted by public criticism.
Ge Yu not only had to face the powerful Wu Long, but also had to face several purple-robed masters with similar cultivation levels as ghost immortals, not to mention those black-robed and red-robed masters.
As for Zhong Jinliang and Hei Xiaose, they have become the last of their strength.
Losing Li Zejian, many purple-robed sacrificial masters also freed up their hands and surrounded them all.
What's worse is that the ultimate move used by Zhong Jinliang, the powerful spiritual sense possessed by him, was already on the decline, and the power it could release was getting weaker and weaker.
With the addition of several purple-robed masters and a group of red-robed masters, they were separated directly.
Hei Xiaose was entangled by two purple-robed masters at the same time. The tarpaulin, which showed strong cultivation, was also trapped in the enemy's vast ocean.
After sending both of them away, Mu Dahan can do his best to deal with Zhong Jinliang.
The goose-headed sword in his hand instantly burst out with a huge force, and suddenly collided with Zhong Jinliang's Immortal Sword. This time, Mu Dahan deliberately used some dark force, which shocked Zhong Jinliang and retreated seven or eight steps. The soul of Zhong Kui's ancestor was swaying, and he felt like he was about to break free from his body at any time.
Zhong Jinliang himself could also feel that the power of this ancestor was becoming increasingly weak.
"This method is good, and the sword in your hand is also good. In time, you may really become a first-class master. It's a pity that you came to the wrong place. Even if I am a person who cherishes talents, I guess that guy Wulong will not agree. You, a medicine slag, can help Wulong increase his cultivation after devouring him. It's a pity..." Mu Dahan shook his head and sighed.
Zhong Jinliang was holding the Immortal Sword, just hoping that the ancestors on his body would not leave his body so quickly, but what's the use of this?
Li Zejian and Zhang Yihan have fallen into the hands of the enemy, and Tira and the child have also been captured.
The reason why Hei Shui Shengling did not threaten them with his lives was because they were confident that they could take the remaining defeated generals.
At that moment, Zhong Jinliang let out an angry and desperate roar, raised the immortal sword and rushed forward again.
As soon as he moved, he had not yet arrived at Mu Dahan's side, Zhong Jinliang suddenly felt that his feet seemed to be fixed to the ground. When he looked down, a ball of red bloodshot suddenly spread along his legs and wrapped around his body.
These red bloodshots were Mu Dahan's killing skills. It was no problem to peel and cramp. After hesitating, Mu Dahan on the opposite side took action again. This time, a bright light burst out from his goose-headed knife, and he slashed down at Zhong Jinliang.
In a hurry, Zhong Jinliang quickly raised his sword and intercepted his goose-headed knife.
This knife was like a mountain pressing down on the top, destroying the dead and rotting. Zhong Jinliang could no longer hold on. After a muffled groan, his body fell down not far away.
As soon as Zhong Jinliang landed, a golden light flew out from his body and headed towards the scroll floating in the air.
With a flash of golden light, the scroll flew directly towards Zhong Jinliang and drilled into the sword of the Immortal Sword. Without the support of spiritual power, the sword of the Immortal Sword also turned into a folding fan and lay beside Zhong Jinliang.
The spiritual power dissipated, and the red bloodshot wrapped around Zhong Jinliang and drilled into his body, making him feel painless.
He wanted to struggle to stand up again, but his body seemed to be hollowed out, and there was no strength left. The red bloodshot wounds were tangled, tightly binding Zhong Jinliang's body.
Zhong Jinliang let out another hysterical howl. Suddenly, in despair, Zhong Jinliang's body changed again, his body's muscles turned into a luster of gold and iron, his mouth bared fangs, and his ten fingers of his hands also grew sharp blue-black nails.
When such a change occurred, Zhong Jinliang felt a dizzy feeling again, his mind was confused, and he was a little unconscious, as if he had a sudden high fever, and he was lying on the ground and unable to move.
Mu Dahan slashed out this heavy knife, and he expected Zhong Jinliang to stop it, so he snorted coldly and put away the goose-headed knife.
At this time, the red-robed masters behind Mu Dahan rushed towards Zhong Jinliang like a gift, trying to tie him up with a rope to the five flowers like he was against Li Zejian and the others.
Just when those people came to Zhong Jinliang, they saw that he turned into this. They couldn't help but feel shocked. They couldn't figure out what strange means Mu Dahan used to beat the person like this with just one knife.
Without saying anything, the red-robed masters took out the rope of the immortal tie. Someone reached out and grabbed Zhong Jinliang's arm, trying to pull him up from the ground. After pulling, he was surprised again because he found that Zhong Jinliang's body became extremely heavy. After pulling, the other party didn't even move.
Just as he was wondering what was going on, Zhong Jinliang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were bloody. When he opened his eyes to look at people, he found that the people standing around him were covered in blood.
Memories came in an instant. I seemed to be in a coma just now. I don’t know how long it took, but the shouts of killing were still in my ears, and everything was not over yet.
The red-robed sacrificial master was so scared that he wanted to retreat, but it was too late. Zhong Jinliang stretched out his hand and directly pierced his throat. Another person wanted to dodge. Zhong Jinliang poked out a hand again and pierced a hole in his chest.
After killing two people in a row, Zhong Jinliang immediately ejected from the ground, and the other red-robed surrenders who had just surrounded him were frightened to escape when they saw this situation.
The ability of the Eight Thrones Poisons was once again shown on Zhong Jinliang's body, with fast speed, invulnerable swords and guns, and copper and iron bones.
Before those people could dodge, Zhong Jinliang threw another red-robed surrender to the ground and bit his neck. The man's blood was quickly drained, and he lay on the ground and struggled for a few times, and soon disappeared.
Chapter completed!
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