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Chapter 787 Demon Clan Reinforcement

The Master of the Thirteenth Tower did not turn around, which also made Xiong Batian stunned, but he didn't care about this. Since you don't turn around, then you can get beaten by me.

"Bang!"

A punch mixed with ferocious force finally tore the air. The last punch landed hard on the shoulder of the Thirteenth Tower Master, and a low sound of physical collision sounded quietly.

When Xiong Batian's fist landed on the shoulder of the Thirteenth Tower Master, a thick black mist suddenly appeared on the latter's shoulder.

This black mist was like cotton, removing a lot of energy from the fists, but there was still some energy that penetrated through and hit the Thirteenth Tower Master's shoulders heavily.

"snort!"

Such a heavy blow directly caused the face of the Thirteenth Pagoda Master to turn pale, and a subtle sound of bone breaking could be heard quietly.

Obviously, Xiong Batian's punch directly broke several of his bones.

But the Master of the Thirteenth Tower was after all a venerable person at the peak of rank five. He took Xiong Batian's punch forcefully, and he just grunted, with a sinister smile appearing in his eyes.

With the help of the force of the powerful fist wind, his speed suddenly increased. In a flash, he appeared above Yang Ran's head, and a ferocious laughter came out from his throat.

"You stupid guy, you are so stupid!"

When Tian Meihu saw this scene, his already pale face lost even a trace of blood, he stamped his feet and shouted to Xiong Batian.

Seeing that the thirteen tower masters were trying to kill Yang Ran with every punch from him, Xiong Batian also had a wry smile on his face, and then he could only grit his teeth and rush out, hoping to kill the thirteen tower masters at the last moment.

The tower owner flew out.

However, he started now, and it was obviously too late. As soon as the Thirteen Tower Masters appeared above Yang Ran's head, his handprints suddenly changed, and the overwhelming black energy surged out, and in an instant, it condensed into a half-foot-large object in front of him.

Laughing dark ghost claws.

The color of the ghost claws is terrifyingly dark and gloomy, just like the palms of the dead gods crawling out of hell. It looks like it makes people feel cold all over.

"Nine Nether Demonic Hands!"

The dark claws took shape, and the Thirteenth Tower Master's expression became more ferocious, and he shouted coldly at Yang Ran. Immediately, the claws swung down mercilessly, and slapped Yang Ran's chest hard with one palm.

This attack by the Thirteenth Tower Master used almost all the demonic energy in his body. Although the ghost claw was not big, the space instantly collapsed wherever it passed, revealing dark holes. Under the rendering of these holes,

The ghost claws look even more eerie and terrifying...

"laugh!"

The ghost claw was extremely fast. In a flash, it penetrated the void and appeared in front of Yang Ran. The strong wind contained in the ghost claw made Yang Ran feel an extremely dangerous aura.

At this critical juncture, no one could save Yang Ran in time.

At this moment, Yang Ran seemed to understand his situation. Looking at the ferocious face of the Thirteenth Tower Master, a look of madness suddenly appeared in his dark eyes.

"If I die, you will be buried with me!"

With a look of madness in his eyes, Yang Ran no longer paid attention to the spiritual energy of the Holy Demon Golden Seal that had not yet been completely stabilized. With a shake of his arm, the golden seal came out of his hand and turned into a ray of fire, facing the ten people who were close at hand.

The three tower masters stormed away.

"Bang!"

A shocking loud sound resounded loudly the moment the golden seal came out.

At this moment, a destructive force swept out from the sky like a storm!

The entire mountain range shook like an earthquake at this moment, with huge cracks spreading out in all directions with the valley as the center.

And the huge Devil Tower also became crumbling under this kind of shaking, and many powerful people from the Devil clan ran away with their heads in their hands in horror.

The sudden storm of destruction also attracted the attention of the Supreme Realm experts on both sides in the sky.

With a glance, there was a hint of horror in his eyes, and then he no longer cared about his entangled opponent, and hurriedly retreated, for fear of being affected by the destructive power.

"Bang!"

At the moment when the power of destruction spread, the ghastly ghost claws finally flew over and stamped heavily on Yang Ran's chest. The vast gloomy power suddenly erupted like a volcano!

"Pfft!"

Suffering such a fatal attack, Yang Ran's face instantly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood mist burst out!

There was even a crisp sound of broken bones coming from his chest, and his body was shaken by that terrifying force and flew backwards like a cannonball.

The moment his body was knocked away, the corners of Yang Ran's mouth showed a sinister arc, because at this moment, he saw the fear-filled face of the Thirteenth Tower Master.

The Holy Demon Golden Seal exploded...

"boom!"

A fire storm that was as large as a hundred feet erupted in an instant. Looking from the bottom up, the storm seemed to connect the heaven and the earth, like a miracle.

The fire storm raged, and the waves of destruction spread out like ripples.

In the valley, the extremely strong and huge magic tower finally collapsed at this moment. When the bodies of many strong demons were affected by the destructive wave, they turned into a ball of pitch-black ashes with a pop.

The wave of destruction spread for nearly a kilometer, and within a kilometer, the ground was completely red, and the dense forest was turned into annihilation at this moment.

In the distant sky, the Supreme Realm experts on both sides looked at the valley that disappeared into smoke almost instantly.

There was a flash of horror in his eyes for a moment, and he took a deep breath immediately. Such terrifying destructive power would be difficult for even a powerful person above the fifth rank to achieve.

"Bang!"

Yang Ran's body flew backwards and shot heavily into the mountain wall. As the boulders rolled, it was buried deep inside. Immediately, a white shadow hurriedly flashed over, shattered the boulders with his hand, and hugged Yang Ran inside.

He quickly took off into the air, avoiding the spreading wave of destruction.

"How is Yang Ran?"

Xiong Batian flashed and appeared next to Tian Meihu. Looking at Yang Ran who was covered in blood and even his chest was dented, he asked hurriedly.

Tian Meihu's face was horribly gloomy. This was the first time he had seen Yang Ran suffer such a serious injury. A fifth-level Supreme Realm player struck with all his strength. No one present could take it, let alone Yang Ran.

"Boohoo!"

The sound of breaking wind resounded in the sky, and the Nine Elders, Meng Zhongxian and others also rushed over in a hurry. When they saw the blood-covered Yang Nan, their expressions changed.

Just when the faces of Meng Zhongxian and others changed drastically because of Yang Ran's injury, violent spatial fluctuations suddenly came out from the huge flame storm. Immediately, two vast auras that were stronger than the Thirteen Tower Masters slowly came out.

Appear slowly.

Upon noticing these two vast auras, Jiulao and the others' hearts suddenly sank. This aura...
Chapter completed!
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