Qin Ming let go of the bowstring, and the feather arrow smashed into the military camp like a meteor, passing through his body and nailing his entire body to the ground.

With a loud bang, the Guardian's Sword flew high into the air, and the vast radius where the hounds below were located turned into a crimson lava.

"This attack power. I'm afraid that only the Holy Rank can reach it. The immortal monster smacked his tongue, but in fact, he still overestimated Qin Ming, or underestimated the strength of the Holy Order.

Most of the hound's body was destroyed, the skin of the skull was almost burned away, and the two black and white eyeballs were exposed.

Red lava passed through his body like a tidal wave.

"Solved?" thought the immortal monster.

"It's still early. Qin Ming glanced at him and said.

With a roar, the hound's body suddenly rolled over and rose from the ground. There were only bones left in many parts of his body, but they were recovering at a visible rate.

"Holy, I can still regenerate. The immortal monster burst into foul mouth, and its handsome face was foaming at the mouth.

"Are you embarrassed to say that?" said the Dark Sword sarcastically, a black wave of light flashing above its blade, slashing at the hound again.

The giant blade in the latter's hand, a silver-white and astringent fighting spirit emerged, one black and one white, the two collided, and they were even indistinguishable. The huge shockwave smashed everything that was still spared in the vicinity into powder.

Christine followed, her sword dashing. The hound gave up on the blade in an instant, turned around and dodged, and kicked at her.

Christine flew upside down, and the immortal monster rushed up and punched the two.

The immortal monster was hammered into plasma, but the poison seeped into him. With a wave of one hand, the Blood Samurai pierced his head, a pillar of blood-red light.

She turned out to be a person with a dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, which is not common in the mainland. Not only the Terrans, but also other races.

Seeing that the hound was about to fall again, the black qi on his body became more and more surging.

"Not good. The Blood Warrior said, a restless premonition fermenting in her.

A huge fist appeared, and all five Guardians, including Christine, were knocked away by him, spitting blood from their mouths.

"What kind of monster is this? Spartacus, is it?" said the Blood Warrior as he stared at him fiercely, and every step the hounds took made a thunderous sound on the ground, like death approaching them.

Qin Ming glanced at it from the side, pointed the arrow at the sky and released the bowstring.

Countless rain of swords fell, the limbs of the hounds. The head, every inch of flesh and blood was as if it had been torn apart by five horses, and only a puddle of blood and mud remained.

"Isn't this going to live?" the immortal monster kicked over, on top of the puddle of blood.

"Be careful, he's coming back to life again. The Blood Warrior hurriedly said.

Qin Ming shot out an arrow, and with a flash of red light, it directly penetrated the chest of the immortal monster and shot into the hand that was about to condense the puddle of blood and mud. Break it again.

"How many times can he be resurrected?" the immortal monster asked, even if he called it immortal.

"I guess it's the last time. He's crazy, let's withdraw. Qin Ming put the bow away and said, and at the same time brought out a string of phantoms.

In the midst of that puddle of blood and mud, it swelled rapidly, and a huge monster appeared in front of everyone. The dangerous aura on his body even surpassed that of the ninth-level demonic beast and advanced towards an invisible abyss.

"This is the Berserker. Christine sighed, "Once you enter the state of madness, it is equivalent to an immortal body, no matter how injured you are, as long as there is a drop of blood left, you can recover as before."

And absorb part of the fighting energy and magic power that attacked him, until the final critical point, and release it in one go. Berserker's basic abilities. ”

"That's right, but once you get to this point, won't it be fine?" Qin Ming said as he hid to the side.

The appearance of such a giant beast in the barracks immediately attracted everyone's attention. In a state of madness, he didn't recognize his six relatives, let alone these soldiers.

The huge and broad palm swept away, leaving a huge palm print on the ground. Countless soldiers were crushed into pulp before they even had a chance to react.

There is a great knight king in the level, who alone swept through the armies of a small country.

Now, in terms of destructive power, this guy is even stronger.

A man came riding a Pegasus, which shows that his position in the Spartan army should not be small, and it also means that his strength is definitely not weak.

A huge turret appeared, and most of the shells in this world were magic crystals, and they were also used as propulsion using magic. But even the simplest turrets require a magician of level 4 or higher to be able to control them.

And this is obviously not the simplest fort, a golden pillar of light shot out from it, and even such a huge monster was shocked.

"What is this?" Qin Ming asked.

"A relic of the creator god, a fort under the Doji. The Blood Samurai explained.

The man flew into the sky, and his voice almost coincided with the stars in the sky. While the stars were twinkling, so was the turret in his hand.

Under this great danger, it also completely angered the hounds. The latter opened his mouth and roared, and his large mouth was cracked all the way to the base of his ear.

In the sky, a slender milky white pillar of light, almost the size of a bucket, shot into the hound's massive body from top to bottom.

Immediately after, a white wave of light erupted from his body, and the hound's body became an alternative beacon.

From time to time, wisps of white light were released from his body, cutting his body, and from time to time, his body grew rapidly to make up for the loopholes in his body.

"No, it's not. The man who used the turret under the Doji sighed as if he was about to be swallowed with all his might. You have to know what level of the relics of the creator god are.

With his original strength, plus such a thing.

But in terms of output, it is actually comparable to the Holy Order, but if he can be swallowed by this monster like this, then he will doubt his life.

However, his life did not make him doubt for long, because the huge mass of flesh moved again.

To be precise, a whistle outside the barracks made him move.

Wolves, wolves and other creatures, Sherlock sat on top of a giant gerbil and gave the hound a direction.

Out of the mass of flesh was a head with unclear facial features, only a large hideous mouth. After identifying a certain direction, he opened his mouth and sprayed, and red, white, purple, and black light erupted from Ah Chang's mouth, aiming at the yellow sand in the sky somewhere.

"Is this bad? The Blood Warrior said, and the desert in that direction twisted for a while, and finally revealed the location of the imperial capital.

Seeing the building, all the Spartan troops were like sharks that asked about the smell of blood. Showing bloodthirsty eyes, finally......

"We kill. Spartacus himself shouted with a drum.

"We withdraw. Wu Lin raised his sword and said.

"I want to go, it's too late" Spartacus pulled out the huge black knife behind him and suddenly slashed in a certain direction. On the battlefield of the black light wave, Wu Lin fell from his horse.

The sword light crossed his shoulder, and then looked at his own soldiers. One sword, cut half to death, 100,000 troops.

(End of chapter)

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