For Chen Hongji, it doesn't matter if he is not one of the lucky few.

The spirit of speech and creation quietly opened.

The turquoise pupils replaced the original brilliant gold, and the turquoise light enveloped Chen Hongji's whole body, and the poison and bloodline collapse brought by the dragon's blood were instantly removed by the Spirit of Words and Creation released in the state of the third degree of bloodstorm.

Chen Hong gradually removed the influence of Konstantin's dragon blood through the spirit of words, and Konstantin also took advantage of Chen Hong's gradual recovery to show the recovery power of the first generation, at least the wound that was originally visible to the bone healed at a speed visible to the naked eye in a moment.

However, the wound never healed completely, Konstantin glanced at the wound on his chest, the fiery red light attached to the wound, constantly destroying the flesh and blood near the wound, competing with Konstantin's self-healing ability.

A trace of anger finally appeared in Konstantin's empty dragon pupils, and he naturally did not feel the power of his brother.

"Despicable ant, how dare you!"

The huge dragon pupils glared at Chen Hongjian angrily, he was already very restrained from his emotions. He was simply following his brother's instructions to keep calm and rational no matter what came his way. But this ant, how dare he desecrate his brother's soul and tear off part of his brother's soul as a living soul of the alchemy sword!

What a blasphemy!

Konstantin roared, his body swelled, the bones of his body clicked, the muscles full of lines bulged, and the bronze-colored blood flowed through the limbs, staining Konstantin's scales and muscles into a deep bronze color.

Bronze Throne!

This spirit of the King of Bronze and Fire, as the King of Bronze and Fire, Konstantin will naturally be very good at it.

Last time, Jörmungad borrowed half of Fenrir's "power" and added half of his own "power" to reach the power of the fully physical dragon king, which was able to suppress him and his brother at the same time through the spirit of words and precepts. But this time, he also possessed the power infinitely close to that of the full-bodied dragon king, and Jörmungandr could no longer suppress him through words and precepts.

The biggest advantage of the first generation over the hybrid is not only the strength of the bloodline and physical fitness, but also the control of the elements.

As the Lord of Bronze and Fire, his control over the fire element is absolute, because he himself is the king of the fire element, how can he disobey the king's orders as a courtier? The metal element, a special element that is not included in the five elements, is regarded as a vassal of the fire element, and it is even more unlikely that the vassals of the courtiers will disobey the king's orders.

Because of this, the first generation can use the various fire elemental and metal elemental spirit with relative ease, and it can also use multiple word spirits at the same time without causing the body to collapse because it can't bear it.

The golden dragon text spat out from Constantine's mouth, and another spirit of words was applied to him by him.

Words and ghosts win!

Under the dual spirit enhancement of the Bronze Throne and the Ghost Victory, Konstantin was able to exert four times as much power as before!

There was no skill to speak of, only extreme violence, and the sword, which grew larger as Konstantin held it in his hand, slashed at the guy who had desecrated the Lord of Bronze and Fire.

The sword and the Han sword clashed, making a crisp metal impact sound, and Chen Hong was gradually shocked by the huge force coming from the sword, and the whole person flew upside down, and even Zhaoshuang almost got out of his hand.

Chen Hong gradually shook his right hand, which was a little numb, if Konstantin had such power in every knife, he

Just as Konstantin was about to take advantage of the situation, the pursuer Chen Hongji's people had already followed, Fingal pulled out the greed and rage behind him, his feet shattered the ice on the eternal permafrost, and his muscular body rose into the air, and the straight broadsword and the horse chopper roared towards Konstantin's head.

At the same moment, two hot streams struck Konstantin's wings, one left and one right.

The temperature of the Jun Flame released by Schneider has exceeded 3,000 degrees, and Chu Zihang, who is bloody, is even more terrifying, and the Jun Flame released by him is more than 5,000 degrees Celsius.

Konstantin was a little stunned, these two men were of his blood, and how dare to play with fire in front of him, the king of bronze and fire?

Holding the dragon claw of color, the flames that struck left and right dissipated in the air as if they had never appeared.

Konstantin was a little angry, four of the eight humans in front of him were descendants of the Bronze and Fire Lord, these lowly ants should have knelt before Him, grovelled, served Him, the Lord of Bronze and Fire, and then begged Him for strength and longevity, and finally served Him with Thanksgiving.

Using humans against humans is how Norton has treated those lowly humans for thousands of years.

But these descendants of the Bronze and Fire King not only helped his enemies against him, but even used the power of their own bloodline in front of Him, using the words of the Bronze and Fire King.

The lazy sweep in Konstantin's hand, the large slasher collided with the straight-edged broadsword and the chopping knife.

Fingal, who was already powerful and had been strengthened by the bronze throne, did not fly out upside down like Chen Hongji, but he was also shocked back by the remaining strength by more than twenty steps.

Constantine looked at Fingal, he was a little concerned about this human who could compete with him in pure arm strength, and "cutting the grass and roots" flashed in his mind, and lust slashed through a semicircle towards Fingal, who had just stood firm.

A huge black shield appeared directly in front of Fingal, and Konstantin was stunned, this giant shield was actually made of scythes! But it was the giant shield made of scythes that showed an ironclad defense.

With a single sword, the "Weasel Shield" only dropped five or six Scythes.

Two knives!

Three knives!

Konstantin looked at the crumbling "Sickle Shield" that would fall to the ground with each knife falling to the pulverized "Sickle Shield", and felt a little incredible. He looked at the blonde human, it was just a scythe released by a human, and it could withstand his slashes continuously?

"I hate guys who think they're superior because of their blood."

Second Burst of Blood, Release the Dragon's Heart!

The golden hair danced in the wind, revealing the brilliant golden eyes.

The "Scythe Shield", which had resisted Konstantin's three swords and was not completely damaged, was voluntarily lifted, and all of them returned to Caesar's side, flying around Caesar, and a small whirlwind composed of scythes was being formed.

The scythes that had been scouts suddenly turned into assassins, and the thin wings let out a sharp buzz in the air, like a sharp blade cutting through the air, making a burst of sound through the air.

Yes, the Weasel is not a combatless scout in the first place.

In myths and legends, the scythe will appear in a whirlwind posture and attack those it encounters with claws as sharp as a scythe. Although the victim's skin was cut open for a long time, it did not feel pain at all. It is said that the weasel is actually a youkai composed of three brothers, and they move so fast that they can't even keep up with people's sense of pain. The first scythe will trip the person first, the second will cut a wound in the person's skin and suck in blood, and the third will apply a plaster to the wound, so even if it is scratched, it will not feel pain.

There is also a legend that when the weasel reaches a certain age, it will turn into a kind of monster with magical powers, with claws as sharp as a terrible scythe, and can move faster in the air than the wind. At this time, they will no longer apply ointment to those creatures that are sucked by blood, and only death awaits them.

And this particular scythe is commonly known as a vampire scythe!

That's an advanced version of the Spirit of Words and Weasels, Serial Number 71, Spirit of Words and Vampiric Scythe!

One by one, the blood-sucking sickles pierced the air and flew in the direction Caesar was pointing.

If the ordinary scythe is a scout who points out the direction for Caesar and asks for information, then the vampire scythe is a dead soldier who advances and retreats, and a thug who is thirsty for blood! Once given the order, they will frantically attack the enemy and will never die again, never taking orders to retreat again.

Vampire scythes swirled in a miniature tornado, wielding scythes and striking at the Lord of Bronze and Fire.

The golden dragon chanted silently, and a blazing flame set off in front of Konstantin.

Flame of the Spirit!

But the Jun Flame released by Constantine is completely different from the Jun Flame released by Chu Zihang, it is no longer a light flame as sharp as electric welding, and there is no explosive effect when Chu Zihang released Jun Flame. The flame released by Konstantin was silent, and the black-red flames burned quietly from Konstantin's left claw, extending out little by little, burning dead and silent like the flames of hell.

The tornado of the vampire scythes broke into the black flames, and the outermost vampire scythes flew faster and faster, slicing through the black flames again and again with their thin wings, protecting their compatriots in the inner circle, until the transparent thin wings were burned to ashes, fell into the flames, turned into bone meal, and dispersed with the wind.

The vampire scythes followed one after another, and the tornado cut through the black flames, even though the tornado had shrunk to one-third of its original size through the erosion of the black flames, only about two meters in size, even though some of the vampire scythes had been seriously injured by the scorching, they were still carrying the weight forward!

The tornado reached him in Konstantin's incredulous eyes, Konstantin subconsciously lowered his head to avoid the tornado's cut, but the vampire scythes would not give up because they did not hit the target, and their cessation would inevitably be accompanied by death, either the death of the enemy or their own demise.

The sharp scythe cut through the bronze scales, and even the original seed body strengthened by the Spirit of Words and Bronze Throne could not resist the sharp air blade, just like the fish seller wielding the kitchen knife in his hand to scrape the fish body, and the crystal clear scales fell with the swing of the scythe again and again, and then began to cut the flesh under the scales.

Konstantin, who had used Spirit Onikatsu, could not feel the pain, but there was an itchy sensation coming from his back, which was the feeling of the Vampire Scythe cutting through his body with a sharp scythe, but not a drop of blood came out, because the Vampire Scythe was sucking Constantine's blood. The dragon's blood of the first generation made them even more excited, and they wielded their scythes more diligently.

"Roar!"

Konstantin felt humiliation, the wound inflicted on him by the ants with even more despicable bugs!

Heaven and earth are furnaces!

Word Spirit: Sword Emperor!

The black realm radiated in all directions with her as the center, engulfing the entire Bronze City. The bronze city and the bronze dragon and serpent-faced statues outside the city began to melt, and the molten bronze fluid suspended like planets, revolving around Constantine, the sun-like monarch of fire.

Drops of bronze molten begin to coalesce and elongate, and without hammering or polishing, they automatically form bronze arrows. The bronze arrows slowly rose as if they were weightless, swirling around Konstantin's massive dragon body, piercing through the bone-made body.

Caesar watched indifferently as Constantine killed the vampire scythe, without joy or sorrow, it was his dead soldiers, he was proud that these dead soldiers had injured such a powerful enemy, and at the same time urged the spirit of speech and the vampire scythe with all his might. His body was crumbling, but one after another, the blood-sucking scythes wielding scythes and slashing out of the air blades kept awakening from the depths of his mind, rising, showing blood-devouring sharp teeth in the air, and bravely rushing towards Constantine.

Natsumi urged the dustless land, covering Constantine's body, but not to protect him.

Caesar's Vampire Scythe Realm and Xia Mi's Dustless Land Realm did not hedge, but merged and even expanded. Bronze arrows slammed into the Dustless Lands Realm, and the ultra-high-velocity air flowing on the surface of the force field grinded the bronze arrows into bronze powder like a grinder, blocking their attacks on the Vampire Scythe.

Natsumi clenched her silver teeth, sweat wetting the bangs on her forehead, and the green threads clinging to her forehead, it was obvious that it was not an easy task to maintain such a large Dustless Land realm while also fighting against endless bronze arrows.

Susie and Nono each took out two Walter PPKs from their waists, and flames erupted from the muzzle of the guns, and Frigga bullets poured down into Konstantin's chest. The Frigga bullets passed through the realm of fire, and Konstantin remembered that these bullets were enough to repel him, and had to separate a part of the bronze arrows to collide with the oncoming Frigga bullets, and blood-red smoke exploded in midair.

Schneider sang the dragon text, even though he knew that his Jun Yan was just a matter of waving his hand to Konstantin, but he still firmly released the Jun Yan with all his strength, as long as his Jun Yan could contain Konstantin for a moment, it was enough, and the monstrous flames swept towards Konstantin again. Konstantin split a hand, and the "power" quietly operated, ready to cancel this monarch flame.

Fingal looked at Constantine, who was a little tired of coping, and knew that his opportunity had come. The sturdy body rushed directly towards Constantine, the bones under Fingal's muscles made another explosion, the use of the bronze throne was overloaded, and the words that had strengthened the body without injury twisted his bones to click, and the muscles were propped up by the bronze pythons, tearing inch by inch.

The powerful self-healing power that accompanied the bronze throne slowed the onset of the injury, but bronze blood flowed from the cracked skin.

The huge straight-bladed broadsword danced, accompanied by drops of bronze-colored blood spilling into the air, swinging the gigantic sword and slashing vertically in a rage.

A blood flower burst in the center of his forehead!

A crimson golden dragon pupil burst out of the bloody mouth and turned slowly, it was Konstantin's third eye!

"Chen Hongchuan, Chu Zihang, it's now!"

Fingal roared with all his remaining strength, and the green tendons on his forehead protruded like thin pythons.