A wavy gate of hell appeared behind the patriarch, and Liu Jingang, who had turned into an iron man, crashed out of it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The corners of Liu Jingang's mouth curled, and he was about to hit the patriarch's back again.

However, Liu Jingang only felt that a figure flickered in front of him, and he felt that he had hit the air and fell directly to the ground.

Qin Wanli, whose chest was fluctuating, took everything in front of him in his eyes: the corners of the patriarch's mouth holding the scepter high were very weird and slightly upturned, and with a slight movement of his steps, the whole person turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

The whole world seemed to have changed in Qin Wanli's eyes, this was the second time he had seen the afterimage left by the patriarch who didn't know what ability he was using, the first time, the patriarch's figure disappeared directly, and this time, he saw the changes in the whole process.

The patriarch did not disappear in the true sense of the word, but his speed was already difficult to capture with the naked eye.

Qin Wanli's chest rose and fell, he could feel that his heartbeat was fast, ridiculously fast, and his body was still a little unwell, I don't know why.

He stared at everything that was happening in front of him with wide eyes, thinking about how to deal with it in his mind, he couldn't stay out of it at all, these companions were fighting for him.

Looking at Liu Jingang, who got up from the ground for unknown reasons, Qin Wanli couldn't laugh.

The black ball's body fell from the air.

Crash.

Smashed into a pile of charred black.

Ball's ability is ball lightning, and now that his physical ability has been absorbed, the scepter probably hasn't even spared the static of the creatures on his body.

Before he got up, Qin Wanli still saw Qiu'er struggling in the air wrapped in electric sparks, and when he stood up, Qiu'er had already turned into a pile of black ashes.

The real killing of the patriarch is coming.

This is his real killer move, absorbing the power of others for his own use.

Qin Wanli suddenly understood that this patriarch had worked hard to heal himself, smelt the extraterrestrial meteorite for himself, and then exchange blood, and also gave an underage girl to himself, all of which were to achieve one of his goals.

Absorb everything in yourself into him.

What kind of god envoy is bullshit.

A nameless fire suddenly hit Qin Wanli's heart.

Above his arms and chest, it suddenly became hot.

If Qin Wanli could see his pupils, he would be able to see the blood red in his pupils gradually expanding, and it would spread all over his eyes in an instant.

As if going crazy, Qin Wanli's entire body suddenly grew a lot.

His arms became thicker and longer, and the muscles in his chest were stretched out, like a lump of iron.

Qin Wanli kicked the ground with both feet, like a wolf, and pounced towards the patriarch.

Qin Wanli had a bloodthirsty impulse, his blood-red eyes stared at the patriarch's neck tightly, and he was eager to pounce on it and bite it hard to taste the taste of blood.

When the afterimage flickered, the patriarch appeared in front of Liu Jingang, who was still lying on the ground, and the strange scepter was just picked, and Liu Jingang's heavy body was picked and flew out.

The tip of a scepter, like a hideous wolf's head, suddenly conjured up a ball of lightning.

Qin Wanli, who was running, kicked the ground violently and sped up his speed.

Qin Wanli in the patriarch's eyes was like a fierce beast that had just woken up, gradually magnifying, but the movements in his hands did not pause at all, and the scepter was a little.

A bolt of lightning as thick as a baby's wrist shot out from the lightning ball, and the lightning rushed headlong into the gate of hell that was about to disappear.

Amen at the other end, his palm has not yet come and swung out.

A bolt of lightning shot out from the gate of hell, which shrank and disappeared in front of him, almost the size of a palm.

With his eyes wide in disbelief, Amen tasted the power of the ball.

Shot in the chest, Amen flew upside down and smashed against the marble wall, his chest charred black, and a stream of blood shot out of his mouth.

Qin Wanli didn't look behind him and knew that Amen's injury this time was not light, and Qin Wanli, who was jumping in the air, stabbed towards the patriarch's head with two vajra claws that were thicker than before.

The vajra claw pierced into the patriarch's head, but the corners of the patriarch's mouth still showed a strange smile.

Then, the figure of the patriarch slowly disappeared.

Afterimage.

After realizing this, Qin Wanli suddenly turned sideways and looked at the prince.

After cleaning up the two powerful people, the remnant of the patriarch really pounced on the prince.

The prince pounced twice before, and the speed on the feet of the prince of western Sichuan, who is known as flying on the grass, is so fast, but he still can't catch up with the patriarch's afterimage skill.

The old man killed the one who could inspire lightning and also cleaned up the one that could open the weird gate of hell, since the old man didn't want to touch Qin Wanli, a cheap apprentice with a strong hand, for a while, then he had to fight with himself next.

The prince is ready.

But he still didn't expect the old man to be so fast, and as soon as he crossed his hands to protect his chest, a huge impact came from the scepter.

Strong.

The power coming from above the scepter was too strong.

As soon as the move came down, the prince's arm was hot and painful.

"There are no broken bones...... OK. The prince frowned and examined his injuries.

The figure in front of him flickered, the scepter smashed on the head, and the prince raised his arm again to block.

"Damn, I'm afraid I'm going to break now."

The imaginary picture did not appear, the prince withdrew his arm, and saw Qin Wanli standing in front of him in a rough dress.

"It's okay, master." Qin Wanli said.

"Cheap apprentice, I'm fine, let him tickle it, what about you, your body is all right?" The prince asked.

Qin Wanli stared at the patriarch who was standing on crutches not far away, and asked, "Well, master, what should I do?" ”

"What can I do, go straight on." The prince rubbed his numb arm and said, "If you can make this old boy not make an afterimage, it may be easier." ”

"The afterimage may have to hold the scepter to activate, and I think we should take it off first." Looking at the patriarch who always had a weird smile on his face, Qin Wanli said.

Aya suddenly appeared behind the patriarch, holding the stone knife upside down and swinging it towards the patriarch's head.

"Don't ......" Seeing Aya's movements clearly, Qin Wanli shouted.

Physical strikes are useless at all, and Aya is simply sending her to death by doing so.

Really.

Before the stone knife could reach the edge, the patriarch raised his foot and kicked it out.

A cold light suddenly flashed from behind the patriarch, and Ah Yan's figure was revealed, and the dagger in his hand flashed into the patriarch's body.

The patriarch slowly turned his head and still had a weird smile when he looked at Ah Yan.

"Run." While shouting, Qin Wanli kicked his feet and pounced on the patriarch.

But it was still a step too late.

While.

Vajra Claw is blocked by the scepter.

The patriarch's palm had already pierced into Ah Yan's body, and a stream of scarlet blood gushed out of Ah Yan's mouth.