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Chapter 391: The Aging of the Skeleton Emperor

"One last point...... You can't show the slightest flaw on the battlefield, didn't your clan uncle just warn you?" Francis stood behind Hakuya, pinching his throat bone with one hand. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Sanctuary

"Young Master!!!" the deputy captain of the rotten wood exclaimed, and the other four Grim Reapers also surrounded Francis tightly, if the future head of the family had three longs and two shorts, then several of them would have to be buried together.

"Looks like your life is worth a lot!" Ignoring a few Grim Reapers, Francis led the white man to the Kilian who was doing evil. The present life is too dangerous, a vice-captain can make him tired to deal with, and if the captain-level appears, his life will be over.

"Roaring ――――――"

A huge red and black flicker swept by, plowing a furrow in the ground, and as he approached the huge figure, Francis realized that Killian was being besieged by a horde of death.

Francis, who was holding Bai Ya in one hand, immediately joined the battlefield, he couldn't open the spatial rift, and he couldn't learn even the sound of the void. Even if time is sealed now, Francis and space are still insulated, and if you want to return to the void, you can only rely on this Killian.

"Void Flash!!" The chaotic battle situation became even more crowded after Francis joined.

Under the pressure of a few void flashes, the Grim Reaper temporarily stopped attacking Killian and turned on Francis. However, after seeing Bai Ya in his hand, the attack became obviously timid. Francis knew Hakuya's status, and when the attack of these members of the Sixth Team came, he carried Hakuya in front of him. Under his cover, Killian, who has an IQ of basically zero, finally knows to open the spatial rift and escape.

"Young Master of the Rotten Wood Family, come with me to the Void Circle for a walk! I think you'll like it there!" Francis, who had stepped into the spatial crack, waved his hand at the deputy captain of the Rotten Wood who had arrived, and disappeared with Hakuya.

Whoosh――――――

At the moment when the spatial rifts merged, a black shadow rushed in, so fast that all the gods of death did not notice. 《》

"Where are you going to take me?" Bai Zai had a cold face, an imposing appearance, and he had no consciousness of being in an imaginary circle at all.

"Of course, I'll leave you for lunch, such a pure spiritual pressure, it must taste ......" Francis, who was proud, suddenly sensed a hidden spiritual pressure, the spiritual pressure of death. The secret passage was not good, Francis quickly let go of Bai Zai and dodged away. At the moment when he left, there was a black shadow on the spot, and the figure that disappeared in a flash left quickly with Bai Ya.

"What a speed!" Vanishing black thunder vanished in a flash, and Francis wondered who could be so fast, suddenly thinking of the coffee-colored skin under the mask of the night...... The petite figure is definitely a woman!

"Damn...... Why do so many important people come out on a trip to this world?Sifeng Yuan Yeyi, at my level, there is no reason for her to retreat without a fight!" Thinking of this, Francis suddenly had a sense of crisis, and before he could make any moves, a huge spiritual pressure fell from the sky......

Buzz――――――――

The unattainable spiritual pressure like a cliff fell from the sky, and Francis was directly shot down from the sky by this spiritual pressure, and the spiritual pressure full of the king's posture stirred up Francis's domineering. But the body was sealed, and the domineering energy was blocked in the chest, and no matter how hard Francis tried, he couldn't release it.

"Who is holding my king's ......" In the tumbling sea of sand, a group of Killian and Achukas appeared holding a throne of bones. On the throne is the current master of the Void Circle, the Skeleton Emperor Baregon, and the spiritual pressure that Francis feels is coming from him!

......Seeing this army of all great voids, Francis knew why Yeichi had fled, and with the Vastod-level Balegang and a group of Achukas and Killian, she had no chance of winning.

"It turned out to be a little bug...... Then, as the king of the void, I give you a chance to surrender to me and offer your mask!" Amid the laughter of a crowd of great voids, the Emperor Bargon pointed at Francis with a big white bone finger.

"......" smiled bitterly in his heart, although Francis knew that he was unlucky, but he would never have thought that he would encounter a tile-level void beyond two levels as Killian. (《》)

"Why, don't you want to surrender......? Which of you is going to kill him!" Bailgang propped his chin on, his hollow skeletal eyes slightly interested, as if the ensuing fight had satisfied his brutality.

"Let me come!"

"So skinny, is it a female?"

"Haha......"

After an argument, an Achucas-level human figure stepped forward, tall like a hill blocking Francis' view. The muscles that bulged high were flowing with fine light, which was a scene that would only appear when the steel skin had been strengthened to a certain extent.

Francis breathed a sigh of relief, although it was Yachukas, the spiritual pressure was not very strong, and most of it should have been taken by Bailegon.

"Is it a female, standing there honestly, it will be over soon!" Achucas shouted wildly, and with the force under his feet, he slammed in front of Francis, and his raised fist went straight down, shaking the sand out of a large crater.

"Is there even any residue left?" Achucas was so pleased with his results that he thought that Francis had been beaten to ashes by him.

"Void Flash!!"

A red-black boom flashed behind Achucas, and after a massive explosion, Francis dodged away. Under the light of Yachucas, he ended the first round with a clean face.

"Damn!!" Achucas's angry voice rang out in the thick smoke, and then the phantom flashed, and a huge body appeared above Francis's head. Tarzan's overwhelming tendencies seemed to smash Francis to pieces.

Having experienced a higher-level battle, Francis's intuition is so sharp, although this kind of direct attack cannot be said to be completely predictable, but it is still possible to mention dodging.

Boom!!!

In the high-volume flying sand, Achucas was furious. Just one of Killian dodged his attacks twice in a row, and this was in front of countless colleagues. Achucas had sensed the wrath of his master, Balgaon, and if he didn't end the battle soon, he would be the one who died.

"Void Flash !!" The furious Achucas directly took out his housekeeping skills, and a huge void flash that was more than ten times thicker than Francis rushed directly out of the wild sand, dyeing the entire sand red.

Bang !! sudden virtual flash caught Francis off guard, his nerves had already sensed the attack, but his body was slow to react, and he couldn't dodge even if he wanted to.

Francis lost his mark in the smoke as black smoke rose and Acchucas was triumphant, when a dash of index finger burst through the smoke and rushed towards him.

"Haha...... This level of false dodge ...... "Yachukas didn't dodge, he directly opened his five fingers to block in front of him, confident that the steel skin could stop this virtual flash.

Whoosh――――

After the red light, Achucas looked at the hole in his palm, and slowly fell, and between his eyebrows, the thick black hole was bleeding!

"Whew... Call... ...... smoke cleared, and Francis fell to one knee, gasping for air, his steel skin could not withstand the flicker of Achucas, and now he was covered in blood and could hardly hold it out.

"What a waste, not even a single Killian can beat it!" Bylegon snorted coldly, he didn't make a move at the moment of Achukas's death, he didn't need this kind of waste at all.

"Dare to kill my men in front of me, I think you are ready to die......" Balgon rose from his throne, and the surging spiritual pressure fell from the air, all pressing down on Francis. Bailegang was about to crush Francis's soul like this, but he didn't want to, Francis, who obviously didn't have much physical strength, stood up against his spiritual pressure.

Click......

The mask on his face began to crack, and Francis felt that his soul was almost crushed. However, even so, he did not want to fall there. If you want to make him kneel, even death is impossible!

"Void !!" After a loud roar, Francis unleashed the last of the flashes at Balegang with all his might. The scarlet void flash took away the last of Francis's spiritual pressure, and after that, he had no strength to resist, whether he succeeded or failed.

In the face of Francis's final blow, Bylegon just sneered and ignored it. When the Void Flash attacked him, it was like boiling water that had been roasted dry by flames, boiling and dissipating.

"Let me show you...... The power of aging! As a Killian, it is your honor to die at my hands!"

Black phantoms swooped out from Balgaon, weathering all the rocks along the way. A group of men also quickly dodged away, looking at Francis with sympathy or excitement.

"Aging...... Time ......" saw the black shadow rushing in, the blue eyes under the mask were full of surprise, happy to see the power of time that had been lost for a long time, shocked by the ruthlessness of time, he could not stop aging now......

Francis, who had tried his best to dodge, was finally caught up by time, and in the midst of a crowd of loud shouts, aging wrapped around Francis's left arm. Unable to resist the passage of time, Francis's left hand turned into white bones in an instant......

"The power of time!" Francis's eyes narrowed, and as soon as the crazy thought came to him, the body did it. Let go of your body's resistance with all your might, and let the power of time wantonly devour the vitality in your body.

Seeing the power of aging spread up his arm, a golden light swept through, cutting it off when aging was about to invade Francis's shoulder! The golden spiritual pressure came from behind, although the vast spiritual pressure was slightly weaker than that of Bailegang, but it was still extremely huge, and it was the same as Bailegang, it was also a tile-level void.

The blonde shredded hair shone in the moonlight, half of the mask took over the bottom half of his face, and the giant sword in his hand was the one responsible for severing Francis's left arm. It is the thirtieth blade of the future, Khlibel!

"......" Francis wanted to cry without tears, and the time for the coincidence was gone......