Han Ze's body was shocked. Behind him, God's power condensed a dark shadow.

The black shadow foot is more tall, with eight arms long, and more different is that there are four faces on their skulls. Each face is fierce and evil, just like the gods and demon in the ancient legend.

"If you can take this trick, then I will try another other." Han Ze said so.

Han Ze's masterpiece is endless. These eight -armed gods are just one of them. On the day of the confrontation with Shen Cang, Han Ze did not use real methods at all.

In fact, this cannot be regarded as a real eight -armed god, because Han Ze has no massive support, so he can only exert its general power.

Alas!

The next moment, the eight -armed god was moved, and each hand had a different way of method. With the trend of thunder, he attacked the ninth ghost.

"Worder."

The ninth ghost roar, the voice is deafening like a thunder, making the 1008 runes darker.

Bang Bang!

The ninth ghost dances the arm, and the nails are dark, just like a short black sword, terrible.

"Wan Gui Minu!"

The ninth ghost roared, the red scales climbed the whole body at this time.

boom!

At this moment, I saw that it pressed towards the ground with both hands, and a force spread like a stormy force. It seemed to suppress all the creatures.

Bang!

The eight -armed god, which was directly separated under this power, and disappeared.

"So strong?" The strength of these ninth ghosts far exceeds Han Ze's strength.

Now Han Ze knows why Ruanka dare not use these ninth ghosts, because it is too strong, Ruanka can't control it at all.

But now Han Ze does not want to fight with these ninth ghosts. He will keep these ninth ghosts.

"Human beings, you are completely angry with me." The ninth ghost was flying with black hair.

When the words fell, the ninth ghost rushed directly to Han Ze.

"That's it today, I still have something." Han Ze said lightly.

If these ninth ghosts can be used by themselves, it will definitely be a great combat power.

"Um?"

The ninth ghost also found abnormalities.

"Suppress!"

Han Ze's opening, just like the ancient gods singing, containing great power.

The one hundred and eight people had already dull most of the runes, which lit again at this moment, and it was extremely bright.

108 runes are gathered, like a cage, restraining the ninth ghost in it.

Han Ze retreated, looked at a messy room, and shook his head helplessly.

If this 108 runes are extremely powerful, then there must be no villa now.

In the room, there were 108 golden runes suspended, trapped the ninth ghost in it.

Those ninth ghosts continued to shock in it, and the runes were gradually dim, but they still couldn't rush out.

"There is time in the future, don't worry." Han Ze smiled, and then played a bounce, and he threw the ninth ghost directly into the small bamboo basket and plugged it with a plug.

The ninth ghost has a strong strength, and even Han Ze, who is fully shot, is not comparable, but now Han Ze can only suppress it.

"Fu Bo, please ask someone to decorate my room tomorrow." Han Ze smiled at Fu Bo: "I just practiced too hard, and I accidentally ruined everything."
Chapter completed!