Synopsis: Kun Lu accepted the task of the headquarters to investigate and assist An Rick in dealing with the attack on the B-level No. 1 God Domain, and the golden masked man An Ric handed over all the military power of the "Pursuit Bureau" to Kun Lu, and asked him to lead the team to exterminate the No. 0 Demon Domain, the base of the Demon Clan's resistance organization, but Kun Lu found that all this was just a complete trap during the mission. And the activation of the Z machine, which can endanger Shijie's safety, and the attack of the demon rebellion organization are now less than 3 minutes away.

After the bombardment of the Billion-Billion-Bee Emperor's Funeral Tribulation, the final mystery of the Somemia Grand Prince's Cup, the entire third floor of the base was already a mess, and only the churning dust and heat waves were left in the air to demonstrate the horror just now.

Whew. The sword and shield swirled and fell from the air, firmly nailed into the ground, and the dust behind it scattered and retreated as it fell, revealing Kunlu's figure.

The Somemiaan Grand Dharma Cup, Bernard slightly approving, said: "It is worthy of being the master of the Nine Swords! ............ The flowers of the Pomi Plateau will also praise your courage in the wind. ”

Kun Lu's body collapsed for a while, and he fell to his knees weakly, and then there was a heart-piercing pain in his right arm, which straightened Kun Lu's nerves, and he quickly raised his right elbow with his left hand―――――― and his right arm was dislocated. The power of the billion-bee emperor's funeral tribulation was far more terrifying than imagined, like a bomb that dislocated his right hand at the moment of zuihou, which was already a great luck, ―――――― with Kunlu's scarred body could still take all the stone chips.

King Somemia's cup Bernard raised his chin proudly, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Poor warrior! - Hehe, believe it or not, I'm not surprised that you survived the first wave, I estimated your abilities, and everything is still in my calculations. ――――――――Don't you think? ”

Kun Lu gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his right arm, buried his head, and struggled to look at the figure of Cup Bona with the corner of his eye, secretly frightened: It turns out that I was not dazzled? The shadow that appeared behind him when I stepped into the trap he laid with his body. -- That's the real Cup, the Sommemia Cup, the Truth Master. Like a ghost, the replica in front of me now resembles not only its appearance, sound, and movements. Even the tone, temperament, and contempt for everything are exactly the same. It's a perfect reproduction of the original,............ No, it's the bastard himself.

The black image of the earth god reappeared, and five drops of blood dripped from the tip of the right finger of the Celemian Grand Venerable Cup, and a new stone ball quickly formed. Cup Bona said coldly: "Although the first shot failed to take your life, it also achieved the desired effect: your right hand was dislocated, and you can no longer organize an effective defense. The left foot was injured, and it was impossible to escape or attack. And in this empty field, you can't find a place to hide. ―――――― can already conclude from this that my second attack is your death. ”

The stone ball has been formed, and the mystery of the cup of Bernard is ready to be fired. At this time, a strong drowsiness surged into Kun's heart, making him lose the ability to think. ―――――――――――― is the physical overdraft excessive? After continuous overdraft in a short period of time, even the strength in the bones is boiled dry. Kunlu could barely open his eyes, and his body quickly softened.

No, let me sleep for a while! Even if I die here, there's nothing to say.

Kun Lu thought and slowly fell down. His end seems to have been determined here.

Cup Berna, the Somemiaan Grand Dharma King Cup Berna flicked his middle finger slightly, and said softly: "Frankly speaking, this Dharma King admires you quite a lot. It's a pity that we are going in opposite directions, but I will witness your zuihou moment with my own eyes, and as a sign of respect, please use your divine blood to draw golden roses for this clearing. ―――――――――― launched, my ultimate mystery ―――――――― the Billion-Dollar Bee Emperor Burial Tribulation. ”

Kunlu's life hung by a thread, not only the crisis that had arrived, but also his already exhausted body, and the despair that was already approaching his body. Like the gradual inducement of the void of death, Kun Lu's fell asleep at this most dangerous time.

Presumably, everyone won't blame him: when the real cup of Bo Na is re-manifested in the world, that kind of strength that defies heaven and earth is indeed not something that Kun Lu can deal with. ...... So if you die like this...... No one would blame him, no one.

―――――――――――― is not.

Kun Lu, the Lord of the Nine Swords, suddenly exerted force in his left hand, and all five nails were pinched into the elbow flesh of his right hand, the pain made him sober, making his eyes shine again, and also giving him some strength.

No, it's hilarious to die here. I still have something to do! Haven't I yet conveyed the news that the fairy is coming back? Haven't you yet given the fairy a slap to show her dissatisfaction? -- Death and other topics are too boring.

Kun Lu, the Lord of the Nine Swords, gritted his teeth and raised his head, and the scene in front of him made him feel terrified: Already, has it already been launched?

Finished.

Sou. Kun Lu once again pinched his flesh with his nails, and forcibly calmed down and said: No, don't give up, there is still a chance. ―――――― the first few seconds of the Billion Bee Emperor Burial Tribulation were not intensive, ―――――― as long as you are lucky, as long as you are lucky, you can survive it.

As long as my luck can make me survive these few seconds,............。

Wait, what do you do in a few seconds?

Is there ―――――― no solution?

Whoosh. A stone shard shot into Kunlu's right shoulder like a sharp blade. It's funny, Kunlu's luck is unreliable at all. But at that moment, Kun Lu moved, without hesitation, like a bloody man. A surging stream of heat poured out of him.

"Untie the shield. The sword and shield returned to the Seven Swords, and Kun Lu shot out like a starving beggar to grab Zuihou's food, and nailed the Seven Swords into the ground around him. ―――――――――――― all left hand, faster than lightning, and the seven swords hummed.

This trick is the ―――――― version that has not jumped - the Nine Days Collapse?!!

One second.

Kun Lu stood up violently, using his hands, feet, elbows, and knees together, and further nailed the seven swords nailed around him into the ground. ―――――――― did he think of a way out of the predicament? No, the answer was no. It is impossible for anyone to think of a way to change this desperate situation at the moment of dying. Kunlu relies on experience, intuition, instinct and the like, these are things that have been accumulated or born over the years, cannot be copied, cannot be doubted, they are all the refinement of everything in the first twenty-seven years of Kunlu. Now Kun Lu gave his body to them to command, let them lead him out of the predicament of death, and let them open up his own ―――――――――――― new future.

Two seconds.

He felt a little wrong, frowned slightly, flipped his wrist, and the speed of the stone ball decomposition instantly accelerated.

Kun Lu, the Lord of the Nine Swords, stood sideways in the wind, his green hair was dashing, and there were already patches of white flowers around him, but he dared to stand with his chest upright.

Three seconds.

You can see it, you can see it if you look at it carefully. The stone flakes that were flying towards them, one, two .......

Countless stone shards rubbed close to Kun Lu's side, and Kun Lu coldly ignored them.

...... These, none of these will shoot themselves.

Whoosh, an extremely sharp stone chip was shooting at Kun Lu's eyebrows, but Kun Lu pulled out a sharper "Emperor" with a sharper heart and smashed the stone flakes with a reverse slash, and at the same time squatted down with reaction force and inserted the "Emperor" deeply into the floor under his feet.

Four seconds.

Kun Lu raised his head and glared at the cup of Bo Na fiercely: No mistake. This is not a biochemical replica, this is the real Cup. That's it, isn't it more worth tearing yourself up?

"Wow, ah!" Kun Lu roared angrily, slammed the handle of the "Emperor" with his forehead, and the body of the "Emperor" sword suddenly exploded when it sank into the floor, and at the same time, there were seven love swords in a circle around Kun Lu. ―――――― is now.

Five seconds.

Countless stone flakes pounced on Kun Lu's whole body, and Kun Lu flashed over.

――――――Wait, how could he sink down and dodge again in a half-crouching state?

No. It's not a dodge. Kunlu is ――――――.

His body sank to the ground. ？

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1 click on the first day, 3 on the second day, 7 on the third day. Looks like it's progressed, Khan.

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