Chapter 200: The Man of Terror

"Bang!"

There was an explosion, and the galaxy trembled.

The shining Tiankui Xingjun strode out of the rout rune prison, and the bright starlight eyes swept across the battlefield, with some kind of ancient special aura, directly locking on the blonde peerless powerhouse.

"Fall of the Gods!"

Guiguzi couldn't help but tremble all over his body, bursting with dazzling blood. Holding the inscription black scythe high, it swallowed the heavy dark aura of endless ice, surging into the black scythe, rolling up a terrifying and monstrous might.

Mahal looked at the blonde youth indifferently, and the long sword in his hand was raised again.

"Nine withered to one!"

Mehal snorted, and his strange posture left a dry and desolate sword shadow in the void. Autumn leaves are swaying, as if entering a world that is empty and cut off from life. The nine void sword shadows, heavy and one, are mediocre, there is no monstrous sword power, and there is just a lonely and gloomy sword light.

However, the surging Star Killing Sword Qi in Maihal's body was half evacuated under this sword, and it was completely swallowed by the sword in his hand, like an invincible hole, bottomless.

"Fire Dragon Devouring the Sky!"

Faced with an almost provocative sword, the blonde youth roared, and the long sword in his hand diffused a large area of surging flames, engulfing the entire body and the heavens and the earth, reflecting red, turning into a burning sea of fire.

Under the burning of the flames, the sea of fire condensed into a flame dragon head, dozens of feet high, the flames burned and churned, and the dragon beard dragon scale dragon shape was lifelike, opening its terrifying mouth, devouring the sword light shot by Mehal.

"Snort!"

The fire dragon head shook violently, the sword light of Xinghua stirred the sea of fire, and the sword light rushed into the sky.

"Fall of the Gods!"

An indifferent cold voice came, and at the moment when the blood-stained trembling body flew away. Guiguzi looked up to the sky and roared, the green scripture was raised, and the hook killed and waved the black sickle with a heavy inscription like a mountain, and the killing came. Riding the wind and waves, a dark and cold aura swept through, filling the entire galaxy world.

"Bang!"

A dull loud noise that warps space.

A blazing flame dragon head, at the moment of the collision of the black sickle in the inscription. It shattered with a click, disintegrated into fragments of Dao firelight, and disappeared into the world. The terrifying dark gas invaded, forming a terrifying shock, violently shaking the sword-wielding figure in it, scattering large swaths of blood.

"Boom!"

The galaxy trembled, and the heavens and the earth turned.

Tiankui Xingjun threw a punch, and under the brilliant divine light that shone all over his body, he shuttled endless distances, approached one step, and smashed a punch on the blonde young man who flew upside down, and there were bursts of terrifying bone roars.

"Poof!"

The blonde figure spat out a large amount of blood, and flew upside down in a shocking way, concave in the starry sky, stained with blood, and his clothes were tattered. At first glance, it is a bit miserable.

A truly peerless powerhouse, despite being controlled by the starry sky, was suppressed in the Shentai realm. But the transformation and sublimation of the level realm have long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and it is impossible to suppress it, it can be said that under this level gap, even if it is a fourth-order terrifying demon, it is ten deaths.

But in this suppressive situation, this peerless powerhouse was repelled and injured by the two of Maihar and Guiguzi, and even at this time, with Tiankui Xingjun, he was already qualified to kill.

Jinsi, the Sky Splitting King, Kaiyuan, His Royal Highness Junqing, and Bailong, who were watching, were all stunned and dumbfounded, deeply shocked and shocked by the combat power that the two of them had.

At this moment, Wang's dog barked abruptly.

In the astonished gaze of everyone, from the distance of the starry sky rushed a big black dog with a wagging tail, the size of a calf, extremely majestic, with bright and sharp teeth, and the big eyes of the copper bell flashed with the light of humanity.

"It's so disappointing for a peerless powerhouse to let you hurt like this. The big black dog walked over, looking like a peerless powerhouse, "Look at what, now that he has been hit hard, I don't dare to slaughter him quickly and cut the grass to the roots." ”

The tone of the big black dog was very loud, commanding, as if he was ordering a junior, which made the corners of his mouth twitch.

"Kill!"

McHal glanced at the big black dog and said no more. Together with Guiguzi and Tiankui Xingjun, the three figures rushed into the distance at the same time, unleashing a monstrous terrifying killing machine, undisguised.

The blonde young man who staggered to his feet, his face was distorted by the pain of broken bones and broken menstruation, and his face was pale, and the tearing pain in his soul was even more heartbreaking, making his eyes black and dizzy, and the strong air flow in his body was even weaker, so to speak, he had reached an extremely dangerous situation at this time.

"You wait for this seat, today's revenge, even if it crosses the two realms, will be avenged in the coming day!" The blonde young man began coldly, and a look of pain flashed on his cold face.

With a whoosh, it turned into a sword light of flames, connecting the sky, and rushed onto the bridge. Suddenly losing his suppression, he released the aura that belonged to the Golden Core Realm, passed through the barrier of the Thousand Stars Messenger, and rushed inside.

Without hesitation, he fled.

The three of Mahal stopped, stood in the void, stared coldly for a long time, and did not force the chase and fight. The blonde youth suffered a lot of injuries, and they were also not lightly injured, but they were also very serious.

"You're strong!"

Guiguzi, who was staring at the movement on the bridge to the sky, suddenly said a word, echoing in every square inch. Hoarse and low, he just said it to Mehal beside him, like a rare compliment.

"You can even kill the strong men of the six or seven heavens of the king, even stronger!"

Mahal said calmly, his expression did not change much, but a strange glint flashed in his eyes. This battle, life and death, made the strange and cold distance between Mehar and Guiguzi seem to have narrowed a lot.

"How about joining my God-leaning tribe, changing to a human body!" Suddenly, Mahal turned to look at Guiguzi and solemnly invited.

If a tribe wants to join another tribe, it usually has to give up the gods it believes in and change its court in order to be accepted.

Even if it is the only exception of the Chaos King, it can maintain its faith, but it still has to go through the baptism of the gods of the Chaos King's Department and be contaminated with a certain unique aura of the gods.

It can be said that such an impudent invitation is a compliment and a belittlement. It is a taboo among the taboos, even in friendly tribes, it is possible to turn their faces and turn against each other.

But when Guiguzi heard this, he was very calm and indifferent, and took a deep look at Mahal. He lowered his head, as if he was seriously considering Mahal's proposal.

Mahal was also calm, but his heart was already in turmoil. If it weren't for the fact that in the middle of the battle, Guiguzi broke out again and again in spite of the loss and terrifying means, and Maihar at close range would never have felt the familiar and long-lost divine coercion on Guiguzi's body, that kind of coercion is supreme, and it belongs to the gods of faith.

(To be continued.) )