readx;? The blow seemed to really hit Astharis, so much so that the giant worm struggled frantically for several minutes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ian clutched his sword in both hands, ignoring Asharias's madness, and ran all the way down his lower eye sockets, slicing horizontally along the gap between his eyes and face.

More blood splattered out, and the scarlet eyeball was cut into a massive wound in an instant. The bright crimson of the pupils gradually dimmed, apparently having lost its proper function.

Seeing that he had got the results he wanted, Ian hurriedly shifted his position.

The giant worm had six eyes, and his destruction had only just begun.

So, after avoiding another wave of violent swaying, he once again stood on another eye socket with ease.

Assasis let out a roar of rage, and there was a hint of fear in it.

It's really scared.

Even the pupils that saw Ian's figure suddenly constricted.

This little ant is really good at picking time, and it just happens to be stuck in the current situation of his great enemy, which is completely unreasonable.

Unfortunately, Ian wasn't in the mood or had time to listen to its complaints. Although the current battle situation seems to be very good, in fact, he has simply exceeded the limit of sword intent, and now it is just a short outbreak, and it will not last long at all.

Crimson blood had slowly seeped out from around him, flowing from countless torn wounds, all the way down, then showing traces through the cuffs and trouser legs, dripping little by little under the cover of the blood of Athasias, and finally evaporated into the void by the heat.

Assasius's eyes are not so easy to cut, and in order to blind them one by one, Ian also paid a great price.

There was a thin film on top of the pupils, but it was actually extremely hard.

When Ian pushed the sword intent to the maximum value within the safe range, he found that he couldn't stab it at all!

So he had to play with one hand to exchange injuries for injuries, forcibly and unrestrainedly urging the sword intent to see if they would get Asharis first, or if he himself would not be able to hold on to the fall first.

As a basin of blood rained down, Asthathys' second eye quickly dimmed.

Even though Fei Erdang seized this rare opportunity, he commanded the countless sharp swords in the void to disperse, avoiding the rain of fire that had lost its crosshairs, and bombarded and cut through it along its increasingly large blind spot.

The black swords kept changing their positions, their handles joined end to end, strung together in a series of crystalline threads, intertwined with each other, and encircled Asathys's body almost like a giant fishing net, enveloping half of its body in an instant.

Then the swords hummed violently, causing the entire web to shrink inward, avoiding the magma part, causing the razor-sharp filaments to slam directly into Athasias's body.

As the threads grew deeper and deeper, tiny cuts emerged from the insect's body. Then, in a matter of moments, black demonic blood oozed from the belly of Assasis. At first, this demonic blood was only like a drop of dew, but as time passed, it gradually became like a spring, and finally even rushed out, as if it turned into a black waterfall.

After stabbing Asthais in his third eye, Ian turned his head to look down, and immediately shuddered at the sight of the scene.

Ling Chi?

No, Ling Chi is far gentler than this.

Phil is clearly full of strength, almost chopping Assarius into pieces!

In an instant, countless black swords had converged in her hand, and the pitch-black and huge blades of the sword had reformed from the void. The girl pointed her sword at the head of Athasias, apparently not wanting to miss the best and last chance to deal it a fatal blow.

Just then, a shrill hissing rang out from the cavern. With this roar, the lava beneath boiled again. Countless flames rose from the magma and enveloped Astharis's body once more.

"Fei'er!"

Ian cried out as he hung from the head of Athasiath. Seeing this scene, how could he not know that Assathys planned to repeat his old tricks. If it is allowed to cheat again, not only will the current good situation be destroyed in an instant.

He didn't know how much strength Fei'er had left, but he was afraid that he would not have the strength to fight again.

And at this moment, Fei'er, who was standing in the void, had also realized this. It's just that she didn't suddenly speed up the speed of the long sword gathering, but suddenly threw the long sword in her hand upwards and scattered it.

Countless sharp swords swarmed out at this moment, neatly assembled and arranged together, and suddenly obscured the dome of the entire underground cavern, as if turning into a huge night.

At the same time, a black sword emerged from Ian's body and floated sideways at his feet.

Ian was slightly stunned, and then even understood what Fei'er meant. He jumped directly from the head of Athasias, stepped on the sword that lay in mid-air, and stood firmly on the blade.

Ahead, another sharp sword emerged from the shadows, and Ian smiled knowing this, and stepped out directly.

For a moment, every time he took a step forward, a black long sword appeared in front of him, and when he stepped on the long sword in front of him, the sword suspended behind him would disappear into the void.

At this moment, he used his sword as a ladder, like a celestial man, walking through the void and heading straight towards the high platform from which he came.

Seeing Ian re-enter the high platform, Phil turned to look at Asharis below, and his eyes were solemn.

She raised her right hand high, and with her movement, the long sword that had been put together turned into a complete night in an instant.

Seeing that the flames were about to climb up Assasis's body, her open palms were like a canopy of heaven, enveloping everything downward.

"Let's get the curtain down!"

In the void, voices that could not be discerned sounded again. The voice echoed around like a divine decree and then went straight to the hearts of the world.

Hearing this, Ian hurriedly turned around. Then he saw that the night overhead seemed to turn into a heavy curtain, as if it were crumbling, and it was looming towards Assathys in the center of the stage below.

Asthais let out a piercing screech, sensing the great danger from the curtain above its head, as if it would be wiped out of all traces of its existence once it was enveloped by it.

The three remaining eyes on the left side of the giant insect lit up with a fierce red light. The lava that swirled around it boiled violently in an instant, and the crimson flames turned into pure gold, and then revealed a blazing white. In an instant, all the flames converged in front of the worm-headed giant claw, surging towards the night that fell overhead.

In front of Ian's eyes, the night collided with the flames and exploded! )