Notes: Okay, write and find that you forgot about the V-class power system......

Sorry, it's been a busy few days... The revised chapter has been changed and is under review ⊙▽⊙

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The Extreme Heaven Realm and the Innate Realm seem to be not much different, but there is a huge watershed between them!

Although the prisoner of overload mode is not really stepping into the polar sky, but... The improved attributes are impossible to ignore.

S to V+1 strength can be described as a qualitative improvement, want to kill such a strength of the guy... The only way to do this is to use the Scythe of Death!

Thinking of this, Xia He's heart chuckled, and things were moving in a worse and worse direction.

As for the half hour of overclocking mode... TM is a skill that lasts for one hour!

Don't be too frustrated.

"Ding~ The current opponent's level has reached the maximum limit of the calamity space, and the calamity space has reached the load, please speed up the host to clean up the target and get out of the current space. ”

"What does it mean to reach the load?"

"That means that the current space could be destroyed at any time, and you... It will return to its original dimension, and once the confines of this calamity space are lost, the consequences will be... I don't need to say more, do you?" the little goblin's words showed no mercy.

"That's... What do you think I have a chance of winning?" asked Xia He.

"emmmm," the leprechaun looked down and pondered for a moment.

“0...？”

Xia He: "......".

"So how many times can the current space withstand V+3 level props?"

"No more than three times. The little goblin gave an affirmative answer, which made Xia He's eyes shrink.

Three times... Thinking of the role of the Fallen Feather... Maybe it really can.

"Bump—" The newly grown long claws landed on the ground with a crisp muffled sound.

Eight long claws prop up the body, as if the machine is close to each other, and it may burst out at any time!

The long claws on both sides are fully extended, and counting the long claws that are unfolded, it is a full ten meters.

Xia He hesitated for a moment and then flapped his wings, and his only advantage for dealing with prisoners was that he could fly.

I hope that the prisoner of overclocking mode can't be as empty as the powerhouse of the Extreme Heaven Realm... But if the appearance of the prisoner is empty, it is really not beautiful...

The moment Xia He left the ground, the eight tight long claws under the prisoner were forcefully ejected from the spot!

Not good!

Looking at the eight long claws that could be used as springs, Xia He's brows jumped.

The figure made a turn in mid-air, and the eerie long claws passed by.

The bubble tea shop is located at the corner of the street, in this bustling capital street, there are many high-rise buildings.

"Bump-" The body collided with the building, and the eight long claws were firmly embedded in the wall, leaving behind the marks of shattering.

The entire building trembled slightly, and the site of the impact with the prisoner shattered like tofu, revealing a staggered arrangement of steel bars.

It's dangerous.

A gust of wind swept across Xia He's cheeks, Xia He was stunned, this calamity space... It turned out to be windy...

It's weird... Calamity space is supposed to be closed, right?

After Xia He turned sharply, he was not far from the prison, and the ghost claws flipped and fell.

Ding——

The ghost claw of the ghost turned around and volleyed out a long claw collided, and with the help of the power of recoil, Xia He quickly pulled away!

If there is a next time... certain

I'm going to get some bazookas.

What's going on? Didn't keep up?

Xia He clenched the Nether Ghost Claw tightly, and his other hand had already summoned the demon knife out.

The next moment, Xia He looked straight at the pair of dead gray pupils, and that trace of mockery.

Not good!

The spiritual power was concentrated and condensed in front of him, but in the next moment, a huge spiritual impact came.

The mental defense that had been erected in a hurry was like paper paste, shattered in the blink of an eye, and it was as if something had exploded in my mind.

An invisible cyclonic storm formed around Xia He, and it was a condensation of spiritual power!

It's not over yet... Wake me up!

The remaining spirit forced him to control the flapping of his wings, and his body rose rapidly, and in a trance, this had become Xia He's only thought!

Rise! Rise again!

In a trance, there was a whistling wind in his ears, and the killing intent mixed in it.

Xia He subconsciously fought back, and the demon knife collided with the long claw, making a buzzing sound of gold and stone colliding!

In an instant, Xia He had already flown upwards for nearly two hundred meters!

Looking away, in this small space, the circulating flames quickly rose into the air, lighting up the night sky of this space!

Immediately after, another flame burst up from the ground, catching up like a meteor, although the prisoner could not fly, but after all, he had reached the Extreme Heaven Realm for a short time, and with the help of air flow and the explosive power of the eight long claws, the explosive speed was much faster than Xia He!

The two intertwined in the air, sending out a string of gold and iron, and strings of flames burst in all directions.

The spiritual power slowly recovered, and Xia He was surprised to find that the prisoner in front of him could actually borrow power in the air!

This TM is completely counterintuitive! Before the transcendent interface, the coffin board of Old Man Newton had long since ceased to exist.

Only... Three times...

Xia He simply didn't meet the minimum standard for using the Scythe of the Dead, not to mention that the magic that symbolized the ability had already been drained when it first erupted.

This... Just by using the destructive power of the Scythe of the Dead!

If you don't have blessed magic and are not in use, you can't use the full strength of the Scythe... But the Scythe of the Dead itself is an artifact, and if it loses its attributes, its destructive power is much stronger than that of the Demon Sword!

There is no circulating purple light, and the death scythe at this time is like a dead thing, and the demon's eyes are closed, but it can't hide its edge!

Sorry, I've never played my cards by common sense!

The corners of Xia He's mouth hooked up a sneer, in front of the artifact (V+3), no matter how strong your body is, it is impossible to stop it.

"Die!" The mental breakdown forced Xia He to roar, in such a high air, even if he borrowed strength, the flexibility of the prisoner would be reduced a lot, not to mention .....

"Human, I haven't settled the account for the deception just now, let's see how long you can be hard-mouthed!" There is no magic flowing on the scythe of death, and it is naturally regarded as an ordinary mortal weapon in the eyes of the prisoner.

"With this one in your hand... "Human beings have most of the extraordinary props of knives and swords, and naturally there are eighteen kinds of weapons such as axes, axes, hooks, forks, etc., but scythes... Except for the decades-old one, it didn't appear at all.

The taunt in the prisoner's words was clear to anyone, and the long claws had already attacked Xia He again.

Facing the long claws that had already reached him, Xia He's face remained unchanged, but he was sarcastic and didn't care, his arm flipped over, and when he looked at it, Xia He's hand had an extra handful of lollipops.

That's right, it's a handful of lollipops, and then Xia He shoved it into his mouth.

"Mana: 20/20. ”

Xia He: Have you ever tried the feeling of stuffing 20 lollipops in one bite?

There was a strange look in the prisoner's eyes, and the magic power around him surged!

The time for the four weeks was disturbed, and the movements between the two were suddenly slowed down a hundred times!

Hundreds of black feathers are staggered around -

The Death Witch's Lonely Shore, the Feather of the Fallen!

For the first time since obtaining the Feather of the Fallen, Xia He used it!

Fallen Feather - Time Condensation -

The space condensed, and the surroundings were extremely slow, and Xia He seemed to be no longer in this space, and the death scythe swirled and fell!

"yes... Just rely on this scythe in my hand!" the prisoner wanted to say something, with human fear in his eyes, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't spit out a word because the spatial flow slowed down, and he watched the scythe fall with his eyes.

There was no magic flowing, but the ordinary blow of the Scythe of Death had a sharp edge that tore through the air, leaving a deep visible mark in front of the prisoner's body!

The endless tearing force continued to stretch the wound open and tear, and the blood flowed like a stream!

The speed of the mana consumed by the spatial condensation was faster than Xia He expected, and the effect of 20 mana was only 0.5 seconds.

But it was these 0.5 seconds that changed the tide of battle!

The prisoner in sight was knocked down, but... There was an endless dead silence in those pupils.

"Thorn-" Bujin was torn apart, and there was a tearing pain from his back.

At the same time as it was cut off, one of the long claws suddenly stretched out, tearing one of Xia He's Calamity Feathers to pieces!

Blood mixed with flames swayed through the air, covering a large expanse of steaming blood mist.

Without the support of his wings, Xia He stopped for a moment in the air at an altitude of three hundred meters and fell sharply!

At nearly 300 meters in the air, two figures burning with flames fell from the sky, like two falling meteorites, and the flames seemed to be tail flames ignited by the friction of falling!

The distance between the two is no more than five meters!

"From the time the calamity was created, there was only one goal, and my goal... It's to kill you, and I've been created for the only purpose of... Kill you!" the voice echoed in Xia He's ears.

All I could hear was the whirring wind, and... The endless feeling of falling, the voice sounded from Xia He's head.

Transsion.

"Kill... Me?" The boundless feeling of falling made Xia He a little suffocated, and he gritted his teeth and asked this sentence.

"Of course... After all, you're—" The prisoner groaned for a moment, and stopped talking.

"After all, you're already dead, there's no need to know!" The remaining three of the eight long claws swept towards Xia He!

Even if they fell from a height of 300 meters, it did not affect the collision between the two.

Can't die!

Clenched his teeth tightly, the pain of tearing his back invaded Xia He's nerves one after another, and the high-frequency mental overdraft endured several mental shocks and the pain at this time...

"According to what you said, it's just a created killing creature, and it's not worthy of fighting me!At the very least, I won't lose tonight!!" The death scythe in his hand slashed again, and another long claw broke off in response!

"Shhh You just need to complete your mission!" Xia He's words seemed to poke at the sore spot of the prisoner, and the violent aura was fully revealed, as if he had gone crazy, and the remaining two long claws shot out towards Xia He!