Lu Xi actually wanted to say to Aunt Shenglong, ah no, Sister Shenglong said seriously, for example, telling him that there is really no plan, and now he really refers to eating your soft rice for a few more minutes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoHowever, considering that if he really said that, the other party might remove the spirit of the words and die with him, then the problem is quite troublesome. Wouldn't it be too sad to involve a group of friends who had taken refuge with him?

So, he estimated the strength of the invisible frontal barrier, pondered for a few seconds, and then said to His Excellency the Archbishop behind him: "I remember that you must know a lot of techniques that fall from the sky, right?" ”

"Huh?" Bishop Dofenor was stunned for a moment, and then seriously showed a compassionate expression of caring for the mentally handicapped: "It is understandable that young people cannot bear such pressure, but escapism is not the solution to the problem after all!" ”

…… That's why I said, if you don't have a sense of humor, how can you keep pace with the times and develop believers!

Gilsalad continued to drive the power of the Eye of Io, compressing the other party's dragon magic to create a realm of words and spirits. He turned his anger into anger, but he did not lose his mind, and he knew very well that as long as he maintained his current output, even if the effect of the Dragon King Yan Ling had completely reached the realm of miracles, the final fate was certain. The magic power consumed by the Dragon King's Spirit Realm was so great, how long could even an ancient holy dragon last? Once the output of magic power is a little slacked and sluggish, this miraculous realm of the laws of time and space will slowly fall apart under his own attack. Eventually, the mountain-like behemoth would be reduced to nothing along with the evacuees behind her.

What a tragedy! Even if it is an ancient holy dragon, its physical strength and magic power are limited, but the power of the Eye of Io is unlimited, and this is the most fundamental gap.

Of course, Gil Salad is not ready to increase the output and collapse the opponent's field at once. After all, the power of Io's Eye was too powerful, but it was difficult to control—yes, since the Battle of the Holy Spirit Field, he could clearly feel that his control over this treasure from the Creation Period was plummeting—and if he used it rashly, it was indeed possible to destroy this space in an instant, which was completely unacceptable to him. From this point of view, the Holy Dragon Lady Nasa Meinz really knows her "old friend" who has been friends for more than 20,000 years.

"Now that's it! I will watch as your last line of defense crumbles before me. Watch you struggle in pain, pleading, and despair, and in the end you will still be unable to undo your destruction! This is the only way to end up for a traitor! Gil Salad muttered to himself. He didn't seem to realize that his expression had been distorted to such a hideous and terrifying level.

"Dangchang!" The invisible shield in front of the Golden King once again reflected the crunch of metal impact, and he lowered his eyelids and looked at the shore. The "little mouse" who should have been most broken into pieces carefully exposed half of his head from the back of the holy dragon, holding the new weapon that he cared about quite a lot, and bombarded himself continuously. Well, even though it was such a beautiful woman who had been in battle for 20,000 years even with such a beautiful woman—although this feeling had long since been consumed in the mouth cannon and the battle with him, and only hatred remained—but he could see a little obscenity in this cowering motion.

"It's just a pointless desperate struggle." Gil Salad sneered, but wasn't ready to do anything more. Although he personally didn't like Rannier, he had absolute confidence in the defensive power of this Noble Phantasm named after the Patronus, and even a frontal bombardment from Heimwaters' Judgment God Thunder would never be breached......

"Boom!" The Golden King's evil taste was smashed by a white light falling from the sky, and before he even had time to make a sound, he once again lost control of his body and fell straight into the lake.

"Hey, such a foolish fool, don't you know that a magic technique like the Fist of Heaven falls directly from the top of your head? In other words, what gave you the courage to pretend to be there as a matter of course! Lu Xi watched with caring eyes as Gil Salad crashed headlong into the waves, and let out a mournful sigh.

"Strange thing! How could the Fist of Heaven be so powerful? His Excellency the Archbishop was full of doubt.

As we all know, the Fist of Heaven is one of the most powerful attack spells in the realm of magic, and it is only possible for the clergy and the Templars who master the most central mysteries of the realm of magic. The Fist of Heaven unleashed with all the strength of a cardinal-level priest (referring to strength rather than rank) was absolutely likely to kill an adult Barrot Flame Demon on the spot. This is of course due to the condensation of the magic power that contains powerful holy light, but also because of the mutual restraint of attributes. For demons and undead who use negative energy to maintain their life and mobility, they will naturally suffer additional damage and blows at the level of law when they encounter the judgment type magic gathered by the Holy Light.

It's a pity that how could the priests of the goddess turn their guns on the people of the goddess? As a result, a large part of the attack methods in the magic are also prepared to destroy these demons, which naturally have a very strong bonus effect on the undead and demons, but the effect on normal creatures is a little unsatisfactory. The Fist of Heaven, which can kill an adult fire demon with a single blow, may not be able to knock an elf or human swordsman unconscious.

This is where Bishop Dofenor wonders. You must know that the Golden King Gil Salad is after all a demigod king with the blood of the god king, although he looks like an ordinary human being, his physique can definitely only be above the true dragon and the fire demon. The Archbishop is very confident that he will take out an adult fire demon in seconds with a single Fist of Heaven, and even seriously injure a demon general or abyss lord, but if it hits Gil Salad, who is likely to be thicker than a troll, it will only stun him for three or five seconds at most, right?

But in fact, Gil Salad was knocked down on the spot, apparently in a daze, and suffered an unexpected additional attack. This, this special meow is really unscientific! Could it be that something happened to the Golden King...... Ah no, very sad behind-the-scenes? His Excellency the Bishop looked at Lu Xi in disbelief and asked the above question with his eyes.

"You guessed it right, he's not the Golden King you think he is, although this guy has been pretending to be like him, and finally pretending to believe him." Lu Xi said faintly: "Will and spirit sometimes do transcend the body, if the hero who did not say a word in the fire in order not to startle the snake and hurt his comrades is a positive example, this one is the opposite, right?" It's a pity that even the memories that maintain his obsession are illusory. ”

The surrounding guardians looked at each other, and finally felt that if they slapped their benefactors in the face and pulled them by the collar, they shouted: "Speak human words!" It seems to be a little impolite.

Gil Salad was knocked down on the spot, and the earth-destroying sword qi shock wave naturally couldn't be sustained. The Holy Dragon Lady also took the opportunity to get a moment of respite, however, this was only for her to recover a little bit of physical strength - it was a pity that the other party couldn't escalate back and forth like Lu Xi, otherwise she might really be able to consume the other party to death.

Naturally, Ms. Nasa Meinse was not satisfied: "What you want to do is not to try to beat him a few more times with these little tricks, right?" Behind him is the Infinity Stone, which will come back unscathed no matter how many times it is blown away, and this is not the solution at all! ”

"I'm not going to solve the problem, I'm just trying to solve him." Lu Xi spread out his hand and replied seriously in a natural tone: "The more we solve it, the better our chances of winning!" ”

"Huh?" Ms. Shenglong said that she didn't understand what he was talking about. If it had been someone else, if she had dared to pretend to be so pretentious, she would have spewed out an aurora a long time ago. At this moment, Lu Xi took the opportunity to pinch a magic seal, so countless points of light appeared above the lake out of thin air, and then flickered like stars at night. Dense raindrops of light burst through the starry trails and bombarded the foggy lake. Splashes of water and arcs of electricity rose one after another, like an invisible giant stretching out its invisible giant hand, frantically stirring the surface of the lake...... Well, there seem to be a few big herring that have been stiffened by electricity, and now that they are scooped up and cooked, they should still be eating fresh fish, right?

"Yes, in this place, the power of astrological magic is indeed much more powerful than in the main plane!" Lu Xi was satisfied.

"Rats! Blasphemy, you blasphemous supreme rat generation! The frenzied and terrifying roar turned into a sonic blast that boiled round and round on the surface of the lake. The ripples rose into the air, setting off a flood of monstrous waves. Gil Salad, who had not seen any damage at all, bounced out of the wave again, still holding the Eye of Io, the sword that had turned into a ball of light.

"Look, that's what I said this one meant." The Holy Dragon Lady said, then shut up and gathered strength, ready to launch the next Dragon King's Speech.

Gil Salad's body had already floated high into the air, lifting the ball of light above his head. At this time, the ball of light, which contained the power of endless judgment and destruction, had instantly expanded to a huge size with a radius of tens of meters.

"Phew!" Lu Xi raised his head and looked directly at the other party's hideous face, and let out an onomatopoeia of unknown meaning.

......An indescribable stunned expression suddenly froze on Gil Salad's face, and the Eye of Io, which was ready to be attacked, quickly dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and shrunk into a small pillar of light again.

This expression, which could already be described as sluggish and flustered, stayed on the Golden King's face for nearly half a minute, and then he looked at the Nebula Palace on the other side of the lake with an incredulous gaze. It stands to reason that it is naturally taboo to be distracted in such a big battle, and it is impossible for the experienced Gil Salad to make such a low-level mistake, but it is obvious that His Majesty the Golden King at this time is close to collapse.

Fortunately, his reputation and strength were here, and everyone thought for a moment that this might be some kind of conspiracy to lure the enemy, and they didn't attack immediately.

"What did you do?" Gil Salad suddenly turned his head, his voice was as cold as if it was a biting wind floating from the Nine Hells, and it felt as if his soul would be frozen if he heard it the last time. However, the Guardians present and Lu Xi were not ordinary people, and they were not intimidated by the sound of the voice. In their opinion, the Golden King has naturally put on an expression of choosing people to devour, the fierceness seems to be more terrifying than just now, and the sense of oppression and evil spirit that should be there is enough, and he can scare a large number of mortals to death with his eyes...... However, no matter how much you pretend to be fierce and pretend to be crazy and drag the Cooljack, you will be aesthetically tired a few more times, and of course there will be no deterrent.

They could even hear a hint of fear and panic in each other's voices.

Gil Salad, the golden king who conquered the world, Gil Salad who is half-body, Gil Salad who holds the countless artifacts of the Age of the Gods in the treasure of kings, and Gil Salad who has the Euclasil Infinity Stone, the immortal body...... Such an existence can be fearful? Isn't it a delusion? The Guardians, who had been imprisoned by the Golden King for countless years, hesitated and confused, and it was really hard for them to imagine that a panicked Gil Salad would be the image of a god horse.

"What the hell did you do?" The Golden King roared. At this moment, there was finally a trace of hysteria and anger in his voice that could not be concealed.

“…… I have told you a long time ago that the righteous help the unrighteous and the unrighteous are helpless, this is the objective truth. Do you pin all your hopes on external things, but dare to claim to be king? Lu Xi sneered: "However, when you finally lost your immortal body, you behaved less graceful than a bandit prisoner who was sent to the guillotine, isn't it sad?" Is it a pity? Still ridiculous? You impostor bewitched by chaos! ”

"What the hell did you do!" He let out a roar of the same content for the third time, and it was the loudest he had ever heard, and it even shook the entire lake and even the ground. However, to the ears of every Guardian present, it was true that he was at his weakest.

Lu Xi smiled and beckoned, and a spatial door opened beside him. Miss Wulan, the goddess of the South China Sea who was heavily armed and riding a war horse, and dozens of Changsheng soldiers under her command walked out. At the end of the team was a fat snow leopard that carefully poked its head, plus ...... Another Lu Xi, well, we can call him Lu Xi A for the time being.

“…… You're taking too long! Lu Xi complained loudly: "I've almost been killed more than a dozen times!" More than a dozen times, do you understand! You'll die if I hang up! ”

"Do you think I want to? Do you think it's fun to find a gem in such a complex circle, and it's also a dimensional nebula palace sandwiched between dimensions? Even if there is this middle two's golden-eyed pretend, it's very troublesome, okay? It's not that it's okay, the more times I blast him, the more he will return to health, and the easier it will be for me to find the core root of the circle through the trajectory of magic power! Who knew you would be so unawesome! Lu Xia responded in a louder voice.

"Huh? Even a blood clone dares to talk back! ”

"Even a blood clone has human rights, and all the copies of this clone are yourself, who called you have such a bad personality?"

Lu Xi felt that what the other party said was so reasonable, and he was simply speechless, so he glanced at his lips wordlessly, waved his hand, and Lu Xi A quickly turned into a blood-red ball of light and flew towards the former, retracted into his sleeve and disappeared.

"It's called a blood clone, and it's one of the core meanings of blood magic. Oh, I forgot, you're an ancient, and you've never seen the modern blood magic of the Bloods. Lu Xi explained to the bewildered Gil Salad: "At the cost of my own blood, I can create hundreds of blood puppet clones whose combat power is only equivalent to that of ordinary soldiers, but I can also condense a single clone that completely replicates my own memory, experience and knowledge at the cost of half of the blood in my body...... Well, it should be particularly unbeaten. However, to serve as the leader and guide of a sub-unit responsible for digging treasures, it is completely sufficient. (To be continued.) )