From the first second he was dragged into the battle, Zhu Sheng found himself in an extremely bad situation. His opponent's strategy is as dangerous as a real spider, and his movements are a hundred times more agile than a real spider. The criss-crossing network of blood vessels is filled with blazing firepower, forming an invisible snares of the world. In this worldly realm, Zhu Sheng's movement flexibility was constantly suppressed, and he tried to cut off these networks with his scimitar, but after cutting one, Su Jing would immediately make up for more. The opponent's movements have reached an unimaginably weird degree by relying on the platform of the spider web, and relying on this new platform, Su Jing can achieve three-dimensional three-dimensional jumps.

The flexibility of the two sides went one after the other, and Zhu Sheng immediately fell into the disadvantage of being passively beaten. But the ghost king is not a rigid person, the opponent's tactics are obviously only in such a small space inside the main hall can exert full power, his first reaction is to break away from the main hall, enter the broader realm, and then summon ghosts to win by numbers, directly drown the other party in the sea of unjust souls.

As soon as he turned around, he found that the side door had also been sealed by countless golden-red spider silk threads, and the hot wind immediately descended on his back.

"Kokoko, suffer death!"

Su Jing waved his eight bone blades as if he was mad, and the chaotic flowing flame blade drew countless golden threads, which were wrapped into a ball of golden balls and ran towards Zhu Sheng. The Ghost King waved the scimitar in his hand, and the clanging sound of blades colliding sounded like a torrential rain. The two exchanged more than a dozen moves in just a few seconds, Zhu Sheng's knife technique was mysterious and unpredictable, but the opponent was completely beastly and crazy. Su Jing didn't care about how many wounds would appear on his body at all, and the eight bone blades on his body danced towards Zhu Sheng without any scruples as if he had been hit by a fever.

In this lose-lose situation, just for a moment. Both had multiple wounds on their bodies, and they were repaired almost instantaneously at a similar rate. Zhu Sheng's body is full of courage. is not afraid of these small injuries, and Su Jing has a large amount of energy reserves. The "Restore" ability can heal almost any limb mutilation.

Zhu Sheng's heart was a little calm, although the opponent's energy reaction was strong, it was not static under his own consecutive attacks, but slowly declined. The least fearful thing in this world is the war of attrition, and when it comes to the war of attrition, who can compare with the ghost king who has the power of ten thousand ghosts? This kid thinks that his cultivation is strong, so let him taste more hardships under his own sword.

The only thing that made Zhu Sheng feel a little uneasy in his heart was the wild beastly momentum of the other party.

It was as if they were approached by an unstoppable beast, each time the blades of both sides collided with each other. He can feel the feeling of depression as if a perpetual motion machine is ramming him. The opponent never seemed to be tired, nor did he know what human nature was, in the process of fighting, the cold and cold aura of the inhuman eight-handled bone blade collided with Zhu Sheng's ghost qi, teasing the ten thousand ghost primordial gods in his body that were suppressed and digested by himself. It's like the souls who have been swallowed by themselves, waking up from their slumber when faced with this beast, and then scrambling to get rid of this shell.

It must be a hallucination!

Zhu Sheng put his ghost body in a strange pose, like a certain posture in yoga, and his flexible body avoided the continuous sweeping of the eight bone blades. The golden knife in his hand sliced into Su Jing's neck from a side angle. The opponent's head tilted suddenly. But the red, excited Hitomi looked satisfied. One arm gripped Zhu Sheng's wrist holding the knife, and then he laughed, his mouth revealing the sharp teeth characteristic of reptiles—he bit down.

In the midst of a howl of pain, Zhu Sheng withdrew his bitten wrist. The opponent's long black hair was scattered, and he still had the half of the waxy ghost creature severed hand in his mouth. As his upper and lower gums began to squirm slowly, the creepy sound of bones shattering like popping beans came out. The sallow-yellow flesh was chewed up by sharp teeth with a metallic sheen. Then swallowed it. Zhu Sheng noticed a trace of blood red on his opponent's face, like a faint flush after being drunk.

“…… Plane-specialized shell. ”

The opponent muttered to himself.

"Interesting. Theoretically, it should be a pure energy body. However, because of the unique physical rules of this world, such energy bodies also take on the representation of matter...... Other words. The organization of this structure can only take shape in the underworld, and if it is in the human world, it will immediately become a shadow that is powerless to interfere with reality and can only affect the mind. ”

The opponent spat out a few pieces of bone, then picked up one with his fingers and placed it in front of his eyes to take a closer look at the bitten section.

"Interesting. If so, then we are ...... when we go through the six gaps How did it go through? Or rather, there is no transformation, and now this kind of mental suppression is the suppression of our organization by this plane. After all, the fit is not high...... Right. It's like humans walking on a hydrogen-based planet......"

Zhu Sheng didn't understand what the other party was saying, but he knew that the opponent was completely contemptuous of himself, and he didn't take his strength in his eyes at all. Starting to talk to himself in front of himself like this is a great challenge to the dignity of the ghost king. If that's the case......

As the waxy palm curled up slightly, a dark yellow ball of light began to condense in the ghost king's palm. Taking advantage of the opportunity when the other party fell into a state of distraction, Zhu Sheng secretly gathered strength and shaped the ball of light in his palm into the shape of a hollow ring. This is the move passed down by His Majesty the King of Xuan, the Little Heavenly Demon Knife. The destructive power can be said to be the crown of the moves that Zhu Sheng currently masters, but it is a pity that his skills require a period of accumulation, and there is not much value in actual combat.

As the other party's eyes began to condense from the distraction, Zhu Sheng let out a low roar, and his body suddenly shrank, sinking into the solid rocky ground. The waxy yellow body rose up behind Su Jing's quilt in the next moment, the golden knife cut horizontally, and the faint yellow little heavenly demon knife strength broke through the ground and cut towards Su Jing's lower body viciously.

The Zerg sneered, and suddenly pulled the vascular network in the air, and a cloud of shadows flashed away out of thin air. But this little Heavenly Demon Knife was really extraordinary, as it flew through the air, its faint yellow light wheel shape began to gradually expand, turning into a swirling yellow mang, cutting through countless vascular networks along the way. Even if he didn't shoot, he followed Su Jing's breath all the way.

Zhu Sheng couldn't help but take a few breaths after sending out this Heavenly Demon Knife, even with the blessing of ten thousand ghosts, this Little Heavenly Demon Knife was still his trick to press the bottom of the box. It would take at least a while to recover after it was issued, and even his ghost path cultivation foundation would be permanently damaged. If it wasn't a last resort, he didn't want to send out this air knife in a big way; But in contrast to its consumption, the incomparable power of this move has never made him regret it.

The cutting Heavenly Demon Knife Strength became even bigger after absorbing the surrounding vitality, like a dark yellow vortex knife wheel, shattering all the surrounding vascular networks. With the rupture of blood vessels, Su Jing's face was not very good-looking, and he just blindly avoided this dark yellow light wheel.

On the other hand, the battle between the Mechomancer and the Commander also entered the most difficult joints. The Martial Judge's ghost qi spell is the best at killing flesh and blood, and under the erosion of this decaying power, ordinary people will turn their flesh and bones into ashes in an instant. Even the spirits of Hell will be restrained by this decaying aura, and they will disintegrate into countless soul fragments. But in front of a mechanical warlock whose body is coated with a metal film, these decaying powers are nothing more than harmless mist.

However, only the Particle Cannon and Sonic Concussion are the weapons in the Mechmancer's hands, which can effectively damage the Martial Judgment itself. Moreover, the opponent is extremely cunning, and as soon as he encounters such an attack, he immediately uses the earth to escape into the ground, which is extremely slippery.

At this moment, the girl's left hand was showing abnormal deformation, a huge silver claw was roughly grasping the body of the martial judge, and her right hand was constantly ramming the red-robed underworld official in a strange posture. Under the bombardment of this Cybertron martial art, the martial judge's body showed strange ripples, as if some kind of huge stress was surging inside his body. The middle-aged official's eyes were closed, and the beard on his face was wet with beads of sweat, and he was obviously fighting the ripples and shocks in his body with all his might.

The Shattered Crystal Strike series of martial arts from the planet Cybertron can achieve the same lethality as a real Cybertron robot after the mechanical warlock is reverse-engraved into his brain, and then the mechanical structure is simulated in the body with nanometal. Under the bombardment of this frequency, Wu Juan only felt that his body was disintegrating piece by piece, and the force that made up his body was gradually dissipating with the shock...... She's ruining her own frequency!

The bearded official's face showed a hint of fierceness, and the iron fan in his hand suddenly drew several black circles, quickly cutting into the mechanical warlock's wrist. The iron fan engraved with the runes of the underworld was quite powerful, and the sharp fan edge slashed through the wrist protected by the silver nanomachinery, successfully relying on the profound martial arts skills to shake the clamp of the silver giant claw. In the face of the slenderness of the fist, the military judge fanned sideways and flew away with the force, trying to temporarily retreat and reorganize his own situation.

In an instant, a black shadow flew quickly, a powerful claw grabbed his collar, and then a huge force shook him, and the two figures instantly switched positions. Wu Juan saw a huge dark green light wheel slashing towards him. This moment suddenly made the martial judge frightened, only to hear an angry shout, the red-robed prefectural official held a fan in his left hand, and pinched the trick in his right hand, and his whole body suddenly stimulated a strong protective energy, and he met the dark green light wheel head-on.

The creaking sound lasted for about two seconds, and then the dark green wheel of light blasted through the martial judge's protective qi, slicing Nuoda's body vertically into two pieces in his frightened eyes. (To be continued......)

PS: There have been a lot of things lately. A little tired. Recently, I can only change once a day, so I'm very sorry.

Tonight I'll see what happens when sitting under the covers in the middle of the night and coding words.