Chapter 78: Lord of the Dead Country 3

Allen's right hand turned into a pitch-black war hammer, smashing all the oncoming ** branches, while his left hand was in the shape of a black claw blade, hanging down under him at the moment, like a deadly dagger ready to strike a killer blow at any time!

The black lines under Alan's feet danced wildly, supporting his body like a black lightning bolt, and he rushed under the lair almost in the blink of an eye. The intricately entrenched ** tree almost wrapped the entire nest with dry roots, and as soon as Alan approached, the whiskers suddenly rose like a living thing, the tip was as sharp as steel, and it stabbed out fiercely.

The left hand, which was ready to attack, suddenly poked out, and the sharp claw blade slashed directly into the roots with a ferocious momentum. The virus power machine in the claw blade frantically absorbed the virus mitochondria in the roots, and the roots that were as hard as steel were completely cut off by Allen's claws.

"Be careful!"

Fasqi lay on Allen's back, staring intently at the Dead Lord's spiritual attack. Just as Eren approached the lair, the long-brewing offensive in the body of the Lord of the Dead Kingdom finally arrived. In Fasqi's perceptual world, the spiritual power of the Lord of the Dead Country was concentrated in one point, and it was like a fist with five fingers together, silently smashing into Allen's head. Fasqi could even feel the powerful sense of oppression brought about by that mental attack. She screamed suddenly, and saw that Fasqi's long black hair was windless and automatic, and the strands were condensed. Fasqi's beautiful face was also dyed with a faint layer of cyan, and in the moving eyes, the brilliant gold was completely suppressed by a faint blue light, and the originally golden pupils suddenly contracted, forming a vertical pupil wrapped in cyan on the inside and outside, like a heart-palpitating poisonous snake.

Fasqi's black hair was raised, and the ends were aimed at the oncoming spiritual boxing. It's like a poisonous snake that suddenly awakens, and then opens its big mouth full of fangs. At the same time, one after another spiritual shocks erupted from the mouth of the black-haired poisonous snake, and they were not afraid of death to pounce on the spiritual fist attacked by the Lord of the Dead Country.

Alan felt as if his head had been hit by a heavy hammer, and for a moment he was in a trance, and his feet slipped and almost fell off the vertical wall. He couldn't feel the fierce collision of the spirit at all, and he could only choose to believe Fasqi at the moment, so he continued to rush forward with his head shut. The hammer and claw blades alternate with each other, slashing all the withered roots that stood in his way.

On the spiritual level, the Dead Nation Lord's spiritual boxing had already sturdily collided with several spiritual shocks from Fasqi. The spiritual boxing with absolute superiority was like a bamboo, easily shattering all of Fasqi's attacks. But the latter's face was as usual, but his expression became more and more cold, and even a texture like thin scales began to appear on her delicate face.

"Yikes!"

Suddenly, Fasqi raised his head to the sky and roared, a cry that was so sharp that it was like the roar of a beast and the wail of a ghost. Even Alan covered his ears in pain, and the ** root that tried to attack Allen stopped in mid-air, and was shattered inch by inch in this terrible roar.

The spiritual boxing stopped suddenly, the spiritual ripples that could not be seen by the naked eye were higher and higher, Fasqi's face became more and more pale, but the cyan color became more and more intense, and Alan even felt that the female head of the group was lying on top of him, and his body was becoming softer and softer, and his body temperature was dropping rapidly!

"Rush over, quick!" Fasqi gritted his teeth and highlighted the four words, and his voice was cold, even with a hint of blood.

Alan felt a cold tongue keep sweeping between his neck, he endured it and did not look back, the speed was raised again, the withered roots on the way forward seemed to be all petrified, showing an abnormal stone gray, and its toughness was greatly reduced, Allen hit the black war hammer with a straight crash, but all the ** roots on the road were shattered, and there was no longer the slightest vitality.

"Hurry, hurry!" Fasqi's voice became more and more weird, and the white hands on Allen's shoulders had begun to tremble slightly, and the thin blue scales began to spread along the arms towards the fingertips.

Eren roared, and the scarlet heart in the body of the Lord of the Dead Kingdom was firmly locked in his sight. He smashed the massive tendrils that stood in his way with a single blow, and then his entire body leaped up like a cannonball. His feet stomped fiercely on the trunk of the Lord of the Dead Kingdom, and the huge force directly stepped out of the deep pits. With each step, Allen's speed skyrocketed by one point, and the trunk of the tree under his feet was smashed into huge cobweb-shaped cracks because it couldn't withstand such a huge momentum.

As Eren approached the location of the scarlet heart, his whole body was wrapped in pitch-black mist, and the black irregular lines were like jumping flames, and as if they were terrifying black lightning. At this moment, Fasqi couldn't hold on any longer, and let out a muffled snort, and the whole person slipped off Allen's back and fell to the ground.

Alan was anxious, but he couldn't be distracted, and all he had in his eyes was the scarlet in his eyes. Both hands turned into pitch-black claw blades at the same time, and in order to increase the attack power, Eren even spun his body in mid-air, and he was like a humanoid punching machine, drilling straight into the huge face of the Lord of the Dead Kingdom.

A terrible wail spread through almost the entire space, and the Lord of the Dead regained his freedom at the last moment, but it was too late. **'s tentacle-like branches stabbed fiercely into Allen's body, but it couldn't stop the other party's powerful assassination.

The sharp claw blade easily broke through the Dead Lord's defenses, and then touched the scarlet heart within. Unexpectedly, the heart was extremely tough, and the pitch-black claw blade could not penetrate it, Alan suddenly changed the direction of the attack in a hurry, cutting off the countless blood vessels connected to the heart, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he hugged the large crystal heart with a diameter of fifty centimeters, and then pulled it out of the body of the Lord of the Dead Country.

"No!"

The Lord of the Dead Country let out a terrible wail, and his huge body suddenly contracted after losing contact with the heart, and the dry skin began to burst layer by layer, and Alan threw his heart to the ground, and his feet fiercely kicked on the drive of the Lord of the Dead Country, a ripple visible to the naked eye appeared out of thin air, and Allen shot out with all the strength of his body, and in an instant, a broken sound barrier appeared under his feet!

Fasqi lost almost all consciousness and fell headlong to the ground. Fortunately, Alan exerted his strength at the last moment, held him in his arms at the moment when the other party fell, and then used his body to protect Fasqi, and his back fell firmly to the ground, and he slid out for dozens of meters before he could stop.

"You're really useless!" Alan wanted to make a joke, but when he looked at Fasqi in his arms, he was stunned, in his eyes, where was the beautiful female leader in his arms, and at this moment, Yan Ran turned into a blue-faced snake-haired banshee image......