"Then do as you wish! Old man Woban. ”

Quite an interesting old man, Qin Mo stood up and accepted his invitation.

The giant werewolf kicked its feet on the ground, and the surrounding ground shook violently as if it were an earthquake.

Running towards nature was Qin Mo in mid-air.

Werewolves have agility and wildness that are completely out of proportion to their size.

"No matter how agile and soft the body is......"

Compared to Qin Mo's size at the moment, there are many dead ends for the huge marquis.

As long as the one in his hand can tear through the opponent's defense and cause enough damage, he can turn the huge werewolf into a target as Qin Mo said.

At this time, the huge werewolf with a body length of thirty meters had already roared and pounced on Qin Mo.

Can pass through, Qin Mo calmly stared at the werewolf's left shoulder.

“。”

Qin Mo's speed reached the extreme in an instant.

After passing through, he gave the silver sèláng man who was incarnated by Woban a blow to the back of the neck with all his might, so that even if he was tenacious, he would inevitably be seriously injured.

Things were going well at the beginning, and the giant wolf's huge body really didn't have time to stop Qin Mo's advance.

"I knew you would, little ghost!"

The wild instinct of the demon wolf in myths and legends was completely inherited by the marquis, who captured Qin Mo's position.

Woban's words made Qin Mo's heart tighten, and his target suddenly disappeared.

There was also a storm rolling around the body.

Yes, the thirty-meter-tall giant werewolf has disappeared, and at this moment, Woban has recovered his human body, and he has manipulated the wind and waves with all his strength.

The Old Demon King easily disintegrated Qin Mo's raid and forced him into a predicament.

The dancing storm enveloped Qin Mo in the center.

"Can you still run? Brat. ”

Woban's voice rang out with a loud thunderclap.

"Boom, boom, boom————!!!"

In an instant, one thunderbolt after another was thrown into the huge storm.

And the lightning storm moved backwards like a wild horse, roaring and tearing apart most of the referendum square.

The royal palace of Naples was reduced to ruins in an instant.

The storm gradually dissipated, and countless sands and dust filled the sky above the ruins.

"King!"

Liliana stared at the smoke and dust, her heart beating out.

Silently thinking about how much chance she had of taking Qin Mo away under her nose if Qin Mo lost her ability to fight.

As the sand and dust over the Neapolitan Palace slowly dissipated, Qin Mo's figure gradually became clear.

"Great."

Liliana let out a long sigh of relief, finally relieved.

Sure enough, it won't be defeated so easily.

At this time, Qin Mo half-knelt on the ground, holding his right hand behind his back, and inserted it straight into the ground.

A pillar with its ornate carvings fell in pieces behind Qin Mo, and all around him were rubble and rocks and the like.

However, even though the surrounding environment had been so damaged, Qin Mo still had no obvious injuries on his body, not even his clothes were damaged in the slightest.

Qin Mo slowly raised his hanging head, opened his closed eyes, and looked at the hilt of the sword.

"It's just an old man, but it makes me excited."

"I hope you'll be a little more durable."

I got an experience that I couldn't get from the First World War! Tony's stupid guy was too careless, and he was too simply defeated.

"What a tenacious boy."

Woban stared at Qin Mo in the ruins and praised.

"In a few years, you can imagine how strong you will become."

Several thunderbolts slashed towards the top of Qin Mo's head again.

This time, Qin Mo didn't pay attention to these lightnings.

He stood up on his own, and the excess mana in his body began to work, unconsciously forming a storm of mana.

Those thunderbolts that should have slashed at Qin Mo's body were directed around, hitting the Neapolitan Palace, which had become a ruin.

"This mana?"

Woban's expression became extremely solemn, is this the magic power that someone who has just become a god killer can have?

"It's a surprising spell, but it's not the key to victory!"

The mana on Woban's body also surged out.

A low thunderclap sounded in the clouds, as if a fatal blow was brewing.

Qin Mo seemed to see three figures behind Woban.

Fengbo, Yushi, and Lei Gong, the triune wind god defeated by Woban.

In fact, he also has the power to manipulate thunder and lightning, which is the thunder that was usurped from Mecal.

"———— declare with the heart of my master, the silver serpent that roars in the sky, the divine power of creation and destruction, to manifest you as a divine axe, and make you turn into a spear, and crush the enemies of your lord into powder————"

This feeling is completely different from the way of manipulating thunder and lightning.

More complete control, more violent manipulation.

It was like completely becoming the master of this sky, and even the thunderclouds of the Marquis of Woban, Qin Mo felt that it was within his control.

And it seems that the dominance is easy to snatch.

"Go!"

The Marquis gave the order, and roaring lightning poured out of the thunderclouds.

But the target was not Qin Mo, but himself.

From the moment the lightning burst out of the thunderclouds, Woban already felt that his control of those thunderbolts had been taken away.

This little ghost also has the power to manipulate thunder and lightning, and even managed to snatch the right to manipulate it from him.

The galloping lightning instantly engulfed Woban.

Woban also poured all the power that controlled the wind, rain, thunder and lightning into the storm at the moment of crisis, trying to change the path of the lightning.

But his attempt was pointless, the wind and waves were crushed, and the thunder scorched his flesh unwaveringly.

In an instant, it turned to ashes.

He's dead?

No, not yet.

Where Woban was standing just now, there was sand swirling up, gradually turning into the shape of a man.

Is this a rebirth?

"The power of dominance is usurped from Mekar, right?"

At this moment, Woban's breathing was quite rapid, and his body didn't seem to look very good, and even his mana power had been reduced a lot.

It's not a resurrection for nothing!

"Yes, old man, I thought you were dead! Looking at the way you are now, can you continue? ”

Qin Mo's voice was full of suspicion.

"Let's get started! Gremlin! ”

Woban's voice revealed anger, and that look seemed to tear Qin Mo apart immediately.

"Alright! I'll kill you one more time. ”

Woban in this state is obviously weaker than before, but Qin Mo will not let up because of this.

In the face of these god-killers, there can be no slackness.

Otherwise, it is easy to bite out the throat, like the gods who were once killed by them.

Qin Mo pulled out the one in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at the sky.