The third prince held a silver spear and swooped down from mid-air. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info His momentum is incomparably amazing, setting off a wave of rolling air. At this time, even the thick black fog in the ring was dispersed by it.

However, although Xingtian's body was as large as a hill, it twisted into a strange posture and narrowly dodged the blow.

The downward trend of the third prince is too violent, it is difficult to change for a while, and the whole body is like an arrow from the string, and there is no turning back at all. But it was only in an instant, and the silver spear in Youyu's hand was about to pierce the ring.

However, just when the cold and glittering spear was only a few feet away from the table, it stopped abruptly. Even the third son, who was holding a spear, was suspended in mid-air.

I saw that the silver spear began to turn its direction on its own, and it turned a corner. Then, the spear shot out at a speed so terrifying that it was hard to see, and its target was the broken head and neck of Xingtian!

For such an abrupt change, even the monster Xingtian is very concerned. On its belly, its crooked eyes widened as it stared at the spear that was flying towards it.

Its entire body prostrate down, huddled in a ball, and rolled in the ring, dodging the silver spear. When the huge body rolled, the entire ring trembled slightly.

However, something strange happened, and the silver spear did not shoot in the same direction as before. Although Xingtian's speed was incredibly fast, every time it dodged, the silver spear kept changing direction!

No matter how Xingtian dodged, the silver spear never lost its target again. It locked onto the wound on Xingtian's neck, zigzag like a snake, and like a white lightning bolt that kept turning, stabbing towards it!

Seeing this terrible scene, even many priests and generals were very surprised and began to talk about it.

"This spear is so wicked! is worthy of being the third prince, and he is really well prepared, not only wearing a strange treasure armor, but also hiding such a silver spear. It is a precious treasure, and like that armor, it contains a rare magic technique! ”

"I have heard that there is a kind of Linggo technique in the world, and it is widely spread among some gods who are good at refining weapons. Lingge Divine Technique can refine the hazy 'spirit' into the furnace fire of the refining weapon, so that a little spiritual wisdom can be born in these cold weapons. ”

"That's right, this kind of weapon that gave birth to spiritual wisdom is called Linggo. They often have many supernatural abilities and can track down enemies on their own. In this regard, the smelting masters of the mortal world often cannot understand it, and think it is a miracle. ”

"This spear of the third prince is a Lingge, and with the blessing of the divine magic, it has surpassed the extreme speed. This spear locked onto the broken wound of Xingtian's neck, and if he couldn't hit the target, he would never give up! ”

"This spear is truly powerful! This blow is even close to the power of the gods, but it is far from being a real artifact. After attacking once, it will turn into a pile of scrap metal. ”

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While everyone was talking, the silver spear had been flying in the ring for a short time. Like white lightning, it followed closely behind Xingtian, scurrying around.

I have to say that this Xingtian is too flexible. That kind of speed is simply beyond people's imagination. This silver spear had been blessed by the strongest gods, and it had the speed to surpass the extreme, but Xingtian was able to survive.

The third prince held the tail of the spear tightly and refused to let go, his body was dragged by the spear, flying in the air in the ring.

Youyu's current situation was very embarrassing, and he didn't expect that the speed of this spear would be so unimaginable. Once you get rid of it, your body will be thrown away in an instant, and if you leave this magic steaming ring, you will be judged to lose.

Xingtian dodged around in the ring, roaring angrily and frantically, and it was infuriated that he had fallen into such an embarrassing end.

If the demonic power had not been sealed, Xingtian would only need a single thought to condense all the demonic fog in the ring in an instant, so that this spear could completely stop, and it would not be able to threaten it at all.

However, the current Xingtian was powerless, and when this spear attacked, it could only dodge in all directions. As a fierce monster, he is so embarrassed.

That spear had been blessed by the strongest gods, never restless, tireless. Finally, even Xingtian was a little tired. Its movements slowly became a little sluggish.

In the end, this silver spear shot down into the sky, drawing a brilliant light that pierced people's eyes!

This time, Xingtian could no longer dodge. The silver spear stabbed straight down, nailed into the huge wound in its broken neck!

"Boom!"

A loud bang exploded in the ring, shaking everyone's eardrums.

White ball lightning appeared in the horrified gaze of everyone. They emerged one after the other, exceptionally bright in the pitch-black Nine Demon Mist.

In the interweaving of lightning, people saw a shocking scene -

The third prince was dressed in military uniforms, and every part of his armor was shining, and he was a martial artist. The silver spear in his hand pierced deep and nailed into the wound where Xingtian's neck was broken.

In an instant, the torture heaven seemed to be frozen, and it stopped in place like a wood carved clay sculpture, motionless.

At this moment, Youyu, holding a spear, scanned all directions, like a god coming to the world, slaying monsters.

Not far away, many gods were amazed that the third prince could go so far and punish the heavens with a spear. The princess of the demon clan stood not far away, her beautiful eyes full of brilliance.

All this in front of him seems a little unreal, did this third prince really succeed in surrendering to Xingtian?

And in the next moment, a terrifying turn of events happened. An eerie blood-red color has appeared! It has a strange and demonic luster, and there is also the vicissitudes of time in it.

This blood-red, like a raging wave, surged out from the broken wound on the neck of Xingtian, surging. In an instant, it dyed the entire silver spear the same red!

Not only that, but this blood-red color followed the edge of the spear and spread rapidly towards the tail of the spear. In an instant, it reached the palm of the third prince and directly invaded it.

The third prince's smug gaze froze at this moment, and his face was full of horror and disbelief at this moment.

It was just a blood-colored light, but it was divided into countless thin threads, wandering around the body of the third prince.

After a while, thin red lines appeared on Youyu's forehead, armor, and limbs, one after another, like spider webs.

The lines were so thin and thin that they were barely visible, but they shimmered with an extremely demonic light, and they looked terrifying.

"Poof!"

An extremely slight voice rang out. However, the sound is so terrifying that it is creepy.

Along those fine red lines, the body of the third prince was silently separated, and it was torn apart in an instant! Blood and debris poured all over the ground.

Under the ring, there was a sudden chaos. Even the gods changed color, and they suddenly stood up.

Pieces of coercion poured out, making the atmosphere in the entire illusion world extremely depressed.