Chapter Eighty-Seven: Done?

I don't know if it's because of the ritual or because he is angry, the current Chen Chuliang's whole body is full of destructive power, and he seems to have the power to destroy Fang Shou casually, the power of wailing that seems to be wrapped around him, and the blood that seems to be cursed......

Because he didn't have a weapon to take advantage of, without figuring out Chen Chuliang's strength, he didn't use a brainless way of playing, but wandered around him very cautiously, tentatively.

Hey, when did this guy get his IQ?

What a wordy one!

Fang Shou, who felt that he was being ridiculed, did not hesitate any longer, and suddenly jumped onto Chen Chuliang's head, and a white light lit up on his right fist, and smashed it into his face unceremoniously. Taking advantage of the fast speed, Fang Shou's punch can be said to have exhausted all his strength, and he felt like he was going to beat this Chen Chuliang's face into Sister Feng.

"Blood mist incarnation!" There was no way to avoid it, Chen Chuliang subconsciously wanted to turn into blood mist to dodge Fang Shou's blow.

Bang!

The sound of fists smashing into the face.

Chen Chuliang, who was transformed back from the blood mist form by Fang Shou's punch, lowered his head and covered his wounds: "You bastard, you have done bad things to me again and again. Die, die, die!!!"

With the last sentence, Chen Chuliang's scarlet claws had already grabbed towards Fang Shou.

"Mad Dog!" So far, Fang Shou has fought a lot of powerful opponents, even those ordinary people in black, the personnel of the relevant departments are fighting in various ways, which is like the current Chen Chuliang? Just like himself, he has exhausted the street hair, fists, claws and mouths together? The current Chen Chuliang, except for the appearance of a human, is no different from those big men who have used the forbidden method.

Fang Shou raised his hands and shouted, "Protection!"

A white light in the shape of a shield appeared in his hand, easily blocking Chen Chuliang's claws.

Then. He raised his foot, turned on the spot, and kicked Chen Chuliang out, and seeing that Chen Chuliang seemed to be about to get up and go up again, Fang Shou didn't have the slightest polite finger pointing forward, it was condensed into a small white light, as if he was firing a hidden weapon, and threw it towards Chen Chuliang's head.

Rumble!

Although he was just trying to emit the energy that had been condensed in his hand in this way, he didn't expect to receive extraordinary results, only to see Chen Chuliang's face change again and again after being touched by the white light. After a while, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood mist on his body dissipated little by little, revealing his chest where a large hole had been opened.

"Feng Shui takes turns. With the victory in hand, Fang Shou couldn't help but relax a little: "Now, it's over." ”

"Bastard! bastard! bastard!" Chen Chuliang, who was struggling on the ground like a lost dog, looked at Fang Shou with very angry eyes, and looked like he was eager to eat him alive: "I must, I will definitely ......"

"Huh!" Fang Shou raised his hand, only one more blow was needed. Chen Chuliang will lose all threats, and this ritual can be completely terminated.

Under the altar, Yuan Lao propped himself up. Slowly moved.

"What's the matter? Zorro cocked his little tail proudly, looking like a fox and a tiger: "Hurry up and admit defeat, come with us honestly, as long as you get to the big library in another space." We have our own way to keep your name, no, it's the soul fragment!"

"Ahem. Zorro, do you see clearly?" Yuan Lao did not look at Chen Chuliang and Fang Shou, but looked at the big men who jumped into the sea of blood under the altar: "As long as I have this, I am right, the weapon that can fight against the Western Parliament, this is it!"

In the sea of blood, there are constantly big men who explode and die, and the original nearly a thousand big men have died out in such a little effort, and in the blink of an eye, there are only one hundred and ten people left, and the remaining one hundred and ten people are still struggling to support, and they may follow in the footsteps of their colleagues at any time.

"It's a pity. Zorro smacked his lips: "Although the concepts are different, these are all divisions of a hundred battles, or the divisions of a hundred battles personally trained by your Yuan Datou, it is a pity to be destroyed like this." Big head, big head, you're still too stubborn after all, a forbidden method to complete even if you pay such a big sacrifice, hey. ”

"Zorro, do you know? The Pope has successfully fused with the spirit of life, plus the rules he has understood. In this world, apart from the teacher who is missing, who else is his opponent?" Yuan Lao sighed and turned his head to look at the west: "There is also the speaker of the Western Parliament, the blood clan hidden under the darkness, and the wizard association that is studying demonic arts...... During the period when we have been stagnant, people in the West have advanced too much. ”

“......”

"It is precisely because of the real experience of the battle of the Tianshan Mountains that we will understand the wolf ambition of the Westerners. If we do not make sacrifices today, and the Second Tianshan War breaks out again, who will defend that barrier? Who will block the sword of the West? Appropriate sacrifice is correct!"

As he spoke, as if returning to the light, Yuan Lao opened his eyes suddenly, he took a few steps forward, and shouted at the strong men in the sea of blood: "Sons, stand up!"

"Hah!"

After hearing Yuan Lao's call, many big men who had basically turned into monsters actually regained a trace of their senses, and they raised their heads one after another, or yelled, and made some strange sounds to respond to Yuan Lao's call.

Several of them, who were already about to be burst by energy, even took advantage of this breath to return to their human form, looking like they were about to succeed.

"Terrible appeal. Zorro, who was standing beside the patriarch, clearly felt the dazzling light from Yuan Lao, but because he was standing by his side, he was also the one who most clearly felt the sense of despair on Yuan Lao's body.

Zorro looked down and showed a mocking smile: "Blood Clan, abandon the most likely human body, Yuan Datou, Yuan Datou, your character has really not changed at all......! Did it really work?"

Yes, as time went on, several men who had turned into human form again, covered in blood all over their bodies, ascended the altar and moved towards the very top.

Cain's murder of his brother, Yuan Lao's forbidden method, the impossible ritual of blasphemy, actually succeeded with only such a small and humble possibility? Yuan Datou, this old guy, really deserves to be favored by fate, or rather, cursed by fate. (To be continued......)