Chapter 65: The Valley Road Battle Group Famine [I]
"Tell me, how does it feel to be about to destroy the Immortal Mansion?"
The leader stared at the mansion lord and the king of Yama, his eyes were like rulers, as if he could decide the life and death of these two people at any time, he glanced at the ground below that was full of blood and countless bones, and said with a smile.
"At the end of the road......"
The mansion lord was sad, even though he had the cultivation of the Heavenly Ladder Realm, but he was powerless in the face of thirty desolate bodies, he planned to give up the struggle and coexist with the Immortal Mansion, the disciple died seventy-seven eighty-eight, only what was the point of the mansion lord surviving.
King Wang Yan saw what the mansion lord was thinking, and hurriedly said, "Mansion master, you can't be depressed for this, even if you die, you have to kill them without leaving a piece of armor!"
For the Immortal Mansion at this moment, there are many crises, embattled, and the chance of survival is zero.
The Mansion Master turned his head and looked at the depths of the Immortal Mansion again, where the Immortal Mansion was the only hope left, as long as that person came back, everything would be fine.
"You need not be afraid, for death is nothing but a matter of closing your eyes. Now, we're going to send you to Elysium!"
In the next moment, the leader of the people, including all the desolate bodies, expanded the desolate area several times at the same time, and the power of the dead desolation made it difficult to feel the breath of life in such an area, and countless large black hands rose into the sky, covering the sky and the sun like clouds, and then enveloped the mansion lord and the king of Hades with the power of destroying everything.
"Killing !!"
Wang Yama is not a person who sits still and waits to die, even if he dies, he will pull a cushion, he keeps attacking the oncoming desolate hand, however, his attack is of no help in the face of the desolate hand like a sea of sky, only leaving a small hole, which is covered by desolation in less than half a second.
Wasteland, the most terrifying physique since the civilization of the mainland.
Thirty desolate bodies, no one feels hopeless.
"Hehe......"
There was also a hint of weakness in Wang Yanwang's eyes, "I didn't expect the old man to die like this, I am unwilling......"
If he fought alone, King Wang Yan would not be afraid of any of the black-robed people, but when thirty desolate bodies joined forces, King Wang Yan would be too weak.
"Still haven't waited for you to come back. ”
The lord of the mansion closed his eyes lightly and sighed for a long time, waiting in the last days of his life, but the person who was given hope did not have time to return. Just when the mansion lord was in his heart for life and death, a huge and boundless divine power fluctuated from far and near, the mansion lord suddenly opened his eyelids, his eyes were shining, and a smile cracked out from the corner of his mouth, he was ecstatic, and shouted while turning around: "He's back!"
At this moment, Gu Dao and his party were rushing over at an extremely fast speed, and Gu Dao turned into a ray of golden light and flew through the void.
The mansion lord smiled, and a mist welled up in his eyes, yes, he wanted to cry, and in despair, Gu Dao finally returned.
Tanido is hope!
King Wang Yan also felt the breath of Gu Dao, and his whole person's momentum was shocked, and his combat power seemed to have increased several times.
"Kill!"
The Mansion Lord, who was about to give up resistance, suddenly erupted in several waves of divine power fluctuations on his body, and all kinds of holy techniques were struck out in an instant, defeating the desolate hands that fell down one by one. The Mansion Master may not have the ability to kill thirty desolate bodies, but it is still possible to resist for a while and wait for Gu Dao to return.
"I was sitting and waiting to be killed before, but why did I have a high fighting spirit in the blink of an eye?"
The leader of the person did not know why, however, as the Gu Dao approached, the face of the leader changed, he suddenly looked over, only to see a golden light only a hundred meters away from here, and at the moment when he was in a trance, the golden light stopped on the side of the lord of the mansion and the king of Wang Yan, and the figure was revealed, and the person looked exactly like them.
Not only did the leader's heart tremble, but the other desolate bodies also changed their faces.
Valley Road!
A real wasteland.
Compared to Gu Dao, these thirty desolate bodies are just clones, even if they are exactly the same as Gu Dao, they are less than one ten-thousandth of him.
As soon as Gu Dao appeared, all the barren hands that fell from the sky were extinguished between raising his hands, and the use of potential made Gu Dao perfect. Then, Gu Dao turned his head and smiled at the mansion lord and Wang Yanwang, and said, "I'm back." ”
"You've gotten stronger!"
The mansion lord looked at Gu Dao in surprise.
Raise your hand to extinguish the power of the Wasteland of the thirty desolate bodies, even if Gu Dao is a desolate body, it is impossible to be so powerful, the only explanation is that Gu Dao has become stronger.
"You got the Heavenly King's Sword?"
As soon as Gu Dao came back, King Wang Yan suddenly felt a lot more relaxed.
"Nope. This will be mentioned later. ”
Gu Dao responded as he looked at the thirty desolate bodies and the demons below, frowned slightly, and said, "The ghost organization has really worked my research, and it took less than a month to produce so many clones. ”
"Gu Dao, you should not take it lightly, although they are your clones, they are very strong in desolation. ”
The lord of the mansion was afraid that the strength of Gu Dao would increase, so he underestimated these thirty desolate bodies.
"Replicas possess replicas, even if it's 10,000, 100,000, I can destroy them. ”
Gu Dao's words were full of confidence, and after the words fell, Gu Dao took a step into the void, walking towards the thirty desolate bodies step by step, and said as he walked: "A group of impostors, come and die!"
Except for the head of the desolate body, they were all afraid, and every time Gu Dao took a step forward, they took a step back, and they lacked the courage to fight against the real desolate body.
"What are you afraid of?"
When the leader saw his companion so cowardly, he was furious, "We are thirty desolate bodies, and I am afraid that he will not succeed alone!"
Hearing this, the other wastelands were stunned, yes, he was just a person, what was there to be afraid of. Subsequently, all the desolate bodies shook, and the power of the desolate domain was increased again, and one by one they became extremely confident.
The leader looked at Gu Dao and shouted, "Hmph! Although we are your clones, we will replace you today!" Gu Dao, you will only become a joke!"
"You're all failures, aren't you?"
Gu Dao looked very disdainful, constantly approaching, and moving forward.
This sentence touched the weakness of the thirty desolate bodies, although they were desolate bodies, they were not the most successful desolate bodies. Because successful desolate bodies can be given another physique, hegemonic bodies, and they can only come out as failed desolate bodies to do tasks, the scenery on the surface of desolate bodies cannot hide their inner inferiority.
However, Gu Dao's words also aroused their anger, and everyone shouted a word in their hearts. Kill!
Kill!
Kill!
Kill Gu Dao!
Gu Dao smiled indifferently: "Show your skills, and I'll see how much you have my ability!"
Each of the desolate bodies became murderous, and they all shot at Gu Dao, countless desolate hands obscured the light of the sky, and the dull desolation filled every inch of the air.
"That's all it takes?"
Gu Dao's tone was a little disappointed, his own copy was so unbearable, it was also an insult to him. The next moment, the void outside Gu Dao's body trembled, and the momentum between heaven and earth continued to move towards him, Gu Dao flicked his fingers against the barren hand that was a sea of seas, and a hell knife containing heavenly power and murderous aura bounced out from between his fingers.
The Hell Knife rose against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it became three hundred zhang large, slashing through the void and shattering everything.
"Oh no!
As soon as the hell knife came out, the face of the desolate body led by him turned pale, this level of strength was not at all something that the desolate hand could resist, and after he shouted a word, all the desolate bodies quickly avoided it.
Sou......
The Hell Knife flew by, and the desolate hand dissipated on its own like air, and a crack that was more than 100,000 meters long stretched across the sky, like a black river swallowing violent air currents.
"A flick of a finger is a hell's knife!"
The Mansion Lord and the King of Wang Yan were shocked, the rumored terrifying killing technique was so easy and casual in Gu Dao's hands, maybe the ultimate number of Hell Knives was not an extravagant hope at all.
Gu Dao can, he will definitely be able to.
The lord of the mansion and the king of Hades were convinced.
With just one blow, Gu Dao has already destroyed the confidence of the thirty desolate bodies at all, and the clones are really not worth mentioning to Gu Dao.
"Bastard...... Bastard ......"
The leader of the desolate body gritted his teeth, his eyes were cold, and the fluctuations in his emotions made his breathing heavier and heavier, with their level, not to mention thirty desolate bodies, three hundred could not defeat Gu Dao. This gap is too big.
"Let's get out of the way!"
"It's not easy to survive as a clone, we have to cherish it. ”
The other desolate bodies have completely lost their will to fight, on the other hand, they have lived in this world for no more than a month, and they enjoy the feeling of being alive.
The leader turned his head and glared at all the desolate bodies, "Whitch, shit, lowly, humble, garbage! You don't even dare to resist, what the fuck are you doing with me!"
"Can't beat ......"
Although the desolate clones are failures and their combat power is not strong, they all know themselves, so why fight if they can't beat them.
"If we can't fight, we have to fight! Do you think he'll let us escape!
The head of the desolate body is slightly more successful than these desolate body replications, so he becomes very conceited, and he thinks that as long as they join forces, they can kill Gu Dao and replace the desolate body. Just as he was speaking, he was whimsical and whispered: "Death...... Dead ......"
Suddenly, the leader of the desolate body thought of something, he swept his eyes to the other twenty-nine desolate bodies, and the corners of his mouth raised, "You are so afraid to die!"
"What! you want to kill us!"
The other wastelands were shocked, how could they be their companions killing each other.
"Thousand Kings Shadow Kill!"
The first desolate body did not give other desolate bodies a chance, and in an instant, his body was like electricity, turning into dozens of phantoms, and those desolate bodies were killed by the phantoms before they could react. Then it fell from the sky like a dead leaf.
"Cannibalism ......"
Gu Dao's eyes narrowed, and he was puzzled by the actions of the head of the desolate body, however, after seeing the desolate power emanating from the body that fell to the ground, Gu Dao immediately understood the thoughts of the head of the desolate body.
He slashed the desolate clones to create ...... Uncultivated!
These desolate body clones have no Dao lines, no extremely strong body of the valley road, and some only have a physique called "Desolate Body", and this physique is the most terrifying place, as soon as the host dies, the desolate hidden in the body is born.
Twenty-nine desolate clones mean that twenty-nine desolate will be born!