Chapter 873

This time, even the devil Li Qingtian's eyes at Li Changsheng became completely different.

Before, although Li Changsheng even killed demon sect experts, he didn't pay attention to Li Changsheng in his heart. After all, he was a demon, even the three saints were inferior to him.

But now after a slap with Li Changsheng, he soberly realized that Li Changsheng's strength was no worse than him.

"Boy, you are qualified to let me use my real strength. You should be honored."

Li Qingtian's voice fell, and his clothes were windless.

Behind him was a huge and ferocious skull with a burning flame in his eyes.

At the moment of appearance, strange laughter came from the whole sky. The original clear and bright sky suddenly dimmed, and even the sun turned blood red.

"It's over!"

In the upright camp, Shang Yanzhen's faces became extremely ugly.

"This is the most powerful magic power of demon Zun Li Qingtian. All ghosts travel at night. It is said that demon Zun Li Qingtian is just an ordinary disciple of the demon sect. Because he fell off a cliff and got the inheritance of ancient ghost Taoism in an abyss, he can summon a hundred ghost King level to help."

"I didn't expect that Li Qingtian's move is a unique move. Even if the three saints come, it's difficult to crack it."

Hearing Shang Yanzhen's words, Shangguan Xue thought of something and his face changed wildly.

"It's just a branch of ancient summoning. With the help of external forces, it's just a mirror."

Li Changsheng's look did not change at all. He just saw his confident appearance. Shang Yanzhen shook his head. He just felt that he was fearless and could not understand the power of Li Qingtian's magic power, so he could be so calm.

"Let's help break the battle together, or no one can live."

Shang Yan's true voice fell, and the sword light in his hand was cut out and turned into a sword, welcoming a ghost king.

But the ghost king was instantly cut by him. Hundreds of swords were still easily condensed and formed. He couldn't kill them at all.

"Look at me!"

Xing shaohuang sacrificed a white mirror to light up and form a cloud array, but it was eaten by the ghost King almost in the blink of an eye.

"Bang bang!"

The cloud mirror began to tremble.

Han mu, the most powerful, danced with his hands. An ancient Qin appeared in his hands and made a clang sound between his fingers. The sound blades flew in all directions, but finally, like Shang Yanzhen's sword technique, although it could hurt those ghost kings, it could not cause fatal damage to them.

"Hehe! It's just three little dolls. It's wishful thinking to break my spell!"

Li Qingtian sneered with disdain.

The three tried their best, but they didn't affect him at all.

It was getting darker and darker. When the dark clouds completely covered the sky, countless ghost kings kept flying.

Shang Yanzhen, who could still hurt the ghost king just now, is obviously at a disadvantage. After continuous blocking, he is still broken through the defense line and began to be injured.

Shangguan Xue is even more embarrassed because she is in a weak state at the moment.

"It's over! It seems that we're going to die here today."

Han Mu's eyes showed despair.

Their only hope now is that the three saints can break the array to rescue.

But until now, there was no movement outside the array.

"I'm afraid I'll die here when master rushes in!"

Shang Yanzhen's hand holding the sword began to tremble. They had been exhausted for a long time. How could they resist Li Qingtian's attack.

At this time, Li Changsheng finally moved.

He raised his arm, slowly clenched it into a fist and punched the front.

"Boom!"

A transparent fist burst the black fog in front of him in an instant, and then more than a dozen ghost kings made a shrill scream, which was crushed under the fist strength.

There is a vacuum ahead where the fist strength passes.

The devil's eyes also showed surprise.

However, this is only the beginning.

Li Changsheng's fists kept hitting in all directions.

The fist was mighty, and a ghost king was blown to pieces. Soon, the gloomy sky began to set the sun, and the blood red sun changed back to its normal color.

"You broke my night trip!"

Li Qingtian stared at Li Changsheng with surprise in his eyes.

"Hum! As I said, with the help of external forces, it's a path after all. Even in the three thousand Avenue, the great summoning skill is also a spell at the end of the list. It's nothing?"

Hearing the speech, Li Qingtian couldn't help showing some anger in his eyes.

The skill he was always proud of was devalued to nothing in Li Changsheng's mouth. How could he not be angry, but he couldn't refute it, because Li Changsheng broke his spell very lightly.

"Since you dare to look down on me, I'll let you know that arrogance comes at a price."

I saw Li Qingtian muttering to himself, and his hands kept forming FA Yin.

The void behind him roared, and a vortex appeared. The vortex became bigger and bigger, and a terrible force came from the vortex.

In the depths of the vortex, a door of time and space slowly appeared.

The door was hundreds of feet high, engraved with evil ghost patterns, and gradually the huge door slowly opened a gap, endless black fog gushed out, and flowing blood, shocking.

"If you use such a magic power in your current state, you can't give full play to its power. Open a gap in the door. This is your limit."

Li Changsheng sneered coldly.

In his opinion, the great summoning skill is really powerful, but the strength of the calendar Optimus is not enough after all. No matter how powerful the spell is, the caster's own strength is strong enough.

It's like a child. Even if he is given a 100 kg axe, he can't swing it.

And if it is in the hands of a strong man, it will play a terrible force.

"Indeed, I can't even exert 1% of the power of this spell, but it's enough to kill you!"

Li Qingtian made a bleak voice. Li Changsheng's strength was so strong that he had to use such means. If Li Changsheng and others could not be killed today, his plan would fall short of success.

Moreover, Li Qingtian can't imagine a terrible figure like Li Changsheng if he is given enough time to grow up.

In the open space-time door, a huge ghost claw stretched out.

The ghost claw is condensed from the black fog and gradually becomes an entity. You can see the old wrinkles and bloody nails on it.

In the palm of the palm, there is a vertical eye, which is still rotating, giving people a sense of mystery.

At the moment when the ghost claw appeared, Li Qingtian laughed wildly.

But Shang Yanzhen showed despair. How could they not sense the horror of the ghost claw? It was many times stronger than the night trip of the hundred ghosts just now.

Can Li Changsheng stop it?