The dragon hovered in the air, its eyes fixed on the Lord of the Bitter Sea.

Seeing this moment, the ugly and hideous three faces of the Lord of the Bitter Sea finally distorted and became annoyed.

The strength has reached this point, and it has more emotions than people. If you are another demon, you have been ravaged by yourself for so long, and you have already died thousands of times. But not only did the Kunlong in front of him not die, but his strength skyrocketed again and again, and he also exuded a majesty that he was afraid of.

The strength of the Saint-level Quadruple, coupled with the racial advantage, although it could not bring a threat to the Lord of the Bitter Sea, it was enough to deal with it. Rather than being one-sidedly abused. At the same time, this majestic majesty disgusted the Lord of the Sea of Suffering.

The dragon clan, this noble species that overrides all demons, has a deterrent to all demons, a deterrent at the soul level.

The Lord of the Bitter Sea understands even more that this freak with ever-increasing strength is likely to capsize in the gutter if he is given some more time.

Therefore, after the Kunlong took off again, the Lord of the Bitter Sea finally had a killing intent, and he continued to kill with intent.

There are countless demons in the bitter sea who are watching this battle, and if they are dragged into a bitter battle by the Kunlong again, this will greatly challenge the dignity of the proud lord of the bitter sea.

The body of the Lord of the Bitter Sea emitted a strange light, and the evil body standing in the air became illusory. Then, like a mirror copy, it became two, then four, and after three rays of light, eight shadows appeared.

The moment the Eight Demon Shadows appeared, they instantly condensed and surrounded the Kunlong in the center.

Guo Lin was stunned, each of these eight demon shadows seemed to be real. At that moment, he voiced this doubt.

Chu Xue also paid attention to these eight demon shadows, saw Guo Lin's puzzled eyes, and said, "That's right, this is the race demon method of the Nightmare Demon Spirit." After condensing the eight doppelgangers, each clone has half of its original strength, and if they attack together, their combat effectiveness will be increased by four times. This little guy is in danger. ”

The Lord of the Eight-Headed Bitter Sea smirked. Even if it is a clone, the strength of each clone is still comparable to that of Kunlong, and the eight clones are on the same page, killing this freak is the same as playing.

"Zizi Zi ......"

Eight doppelgangers, a total of twenty-four faces, all emitted an eerie light in their eyes at the same time.

The evil gaze, destroying the light of death, is brewing.

"Guo Lin, quickly command this little guy to get out. It must not be hit by an eight-headed nightmare at the same time. ”

Although Guo Lin was strange that Chu Xue did not directly command Kunlong, at such a juncture, he didn't have time to ask in detail. His eyes locked on the left front, a slightly larger gap, and patted Kunlong's back and said, "Little guy, from that direction." Rush out. ”

"Woo woo woo !!"

The dragon remained vigilant, and when the Lord of the Bitter Sea transformed into eight clones, it also felt a threat of death.

Hearing Guo Lin's words, it hesitated for a moment, roared, spit out a mouthful of hot dragon breath, turned around and ran. It was also at this time that the eight paths destroyed the dead light and condensed at the same time.

Although the speed of the Kunlong is fast, how can the body that stretches for thousands of miles completely dodge. The space was pierced, and the strange black light that was so bright that people didn't dare to look at it swallowed everything. Directly wipe out the tail that the dragon didn't have time to dodge.

"Whew!"

The dragon let out a groan of pain, and blood rained down in the sky. Under this blow, the body behind the legs was completely gone. The terrifying light of death destroyed one-third of Kunlong's body in one fell swoop.

Although Kunlong was angry, he also became extremely weak.

"Jie Ji ......"

The eight doppelgangers of the Lord of the Bitter Sea let out a burst of demon-destroying laughter at the same time, and they looked at the dying dragon mockingly, and against themselves, that is, looking for death.

With such a big damage, even if the humble human on the Kunlong has a magical spell, it is impossible to cure it in a short period of time, and these times are enough time for it to turn this stalker-based disgusting guy into powder.

"Guo Lin, we have a shot. ”

Chu Xue stood up, and there was no panic on her face that was in a desperate situation.

"It's been a long time. ”

The corners of Guo Lin's mouth curled slightly, and he had already pressed the Immortal God Shuttle on Kunlong's body, and the muscles of Kunlong's sores were growing wildly. However, compared to the hundreds of miles of body lost by the dragon dragon, this kind of speed healing was insufficient.

After Chu Xue was reborn, Guo Lin couldn't see her strength. Judging from the ease with which she killed the mini Lord of the Bitter Sea, she at least possessed the strength of the Heavenly Spirit level.

But the strength of the Tianluo level can't help Kunlong Jiu turn the battle situation at all, although Chu Xue didn't say it directly, but her meaning is obvious.

On Kunlong's back, Guo Lin stood up, the corners of his mouth squirmed, and with a long-lost mantra, flowing through his heart, his hair fluttered automatically without wind.

"The wrath of the heavens. ”

As soon as Guo Lin drank, a thunderous sound erupted from the tip of his tongue, his expression was cold, he stretched out his hand, held it in Chu Xue's hand, and the God Destroying Heaven Shuttle, which had turned into a gorgeous weapon, shook gently, and then quickly spun up, returning to the original size of a foot of golden shuttle, and returned to Guo Lin's palm.

A one-foot golden shuttle, standing out of thin air, a powerful current, the dragon coiled, sizzling.

Thunder and lightning flashed, and a fierce wind raged between the heavens and the earth. What followed was a majestic coercion.

Thick clouds converge in all directions, covering the sky. In the clouds, there is a dense layer of high-voltage power grid. Rolling thunder, falling from the sky. The horizon has become a battlefield of galloping horses.

The sound is like an angry wave crashing on the shore, and the earth is shattered! The shocking catastrophe is about to befall the world.

"First snow, which one?"

With the strength of Guo Lin's Earth Soul Realm, the wrath of Heaven Punishment is enough to kill the existence below the Heavenly Spirit in seconds. But with these powers alone, they couldn't bring harm to the saint-level Lord of the Bitter Sea, and they couldn't even shake it in the slightest.

However, as the exclusive skill of the Nine Heavenly Artifacts, the exclusive skill of God Destroying Heaven Breaker, the Wrath of the Heavens itself comes with an extremely terrifying special surname.

First, ignore the level of halved vitality. No matter what level of powerhouse it is, once it is hit by the wrath of the heavens, before this terrifying effect dissipates, no matter what kind of elixir is used to recover, or the body has a strong recovery ability, its vitality can only be restored to half of the state before it was hit.

Second, destroy everything, destroy all illusions of spell condensation.

There are eight realms, and there are seven doppelgangers that must be fake. Therefore, as long as he hits the true body, with the special surname of the Wrath of the Heavens, he can not only bring a heavy blow to the Lord of the Bitter Sea, but also make the other seven doppelgangers disappear.

Chu Xue didn't answer, her sharp eyes swept over the eight branches, and then, her body disappeared. When it reappeared, it was already above the clouds.

The tsunami in the bitter sea is monstrous, and the end is coming. It was an unprecedented pressure, a coercion from the depths of the soul. It was as if the gods had descended, and the power of the gods was overwhelming.

The demons hidden in the shallow sea, after feeling this power, dived into the deep sea in horror and fled in all directions. No one knows what kind of disaster this weak human can cause.

The Lord of the Bitter Sea was shocked, what had happened, why did this weak human show a spell that made him feel panicked.

It looked up in disbelief to find the source of this coercion, and across thousands of miles, it felt a shocking catastrophe brewing in the air. There, it also saw a woman wrapped in a red glow.

Above the thunderclouds, the first snow that appeared out of thin air with the God Destroying Heaven Shuttle was full of divine breath, the long hair was fluttering, the clothes were flying, and the jade hand grasped the golden shuttle, and with a slight grip, the golden shuttle in his hand became three feet long.

The shocking catastrophe brewing to the extreme, all the brains converged to the apex of Jinsuo.

The sound of thunder fell from the sky. With Jin Suo as the center, a pillar of optimus light that tears through the space and is so bright that people dare not look at it runs through the heavens and the earth. Engulf all eight terrified lords of the bitter sea.

There was a loud "boom", like a divine punishment, and the sky shattered.

The sea of bitterness seems to be pierced directly from the center.

The strong light dissipated, and the seven doppelgangers of the Lord of the Bitter Sea disappeared, and the only remaining clone was also charred black, as if it had just been roasted, and its breath was only less than three percent of the original.

"Little one, give it a fatal blow. ”

Wrath of the Heavens can inflict heavy damage on enemies regardless of level. But it is impossible to have too many existence beyond the caster in the level of instant kills.

The real decisive battle needs to look at Kunlong itself.

"Whew. ”

The dragon roared, and the pent-up resentment broke out again, and the hatred of the broken tail greatly stimulated the proud dignity of the dragon, and the dragon's heart was activated again.

The dragon roared and roared, and the strength of the dragon increased by leaps and bounds again, reaching the fifth level of the holy level.

The dragon's mouth opened wide and spat out a mouthful of purple glowing dragon flame.

Accompanied by the purple dragon's breath, there were pieces of terrifying collapsed space.

"Boom. ”

The purple dragon flame engulfed the Lord of the Sea of Bitterness who had not yet recovered from his senses without hindrance.

“......”

The Nightmare Demon Spirit couldn't make a sound, but its exaggerated struggling appearance indicated that this purple dragon's breath had caused damage to its body.

However, with just a mouthful of dragon breath, how can Kunlong relieve hatred. Spat out a mouthful of purple dragon flame again, it spread its Kunpeng wings, and in a single dive, it bit the Lord of the Bitter Sea into its mouth.

No demon, no matter how exaggerated its size, can't compare to Kunlong at all.

Sharp teeth, bite down. The Lord of the Sea of Suffering, who was wounded and wounded, suddenly weakened a lot. But it struggled against all odds. Bright light erupted from the dragon's mouth.

The dying attack may be fatal to the Kunlong before its strength is raised. But now, under the influence of the dragon's heart many times, Kunlong's strength has briefly reached the point where the extremely weak Lord of the Bitter Sea cannot compete.

Blue blood splattered wantonly, and the sound of the dragon's roar shook the bitter sea.

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