The wind billows and the sand flies away.
This is an appropriate description of the lingting scene at this time. The strong wind scattered in all directions, driving the dust and the strong waves tearing the air to rush towards the Tongren. Like a gauze as light as nothing, the eight close mirrors can't bear the fierce waves and gradually crack.
This blast can be called a gas explosion.
But——
There was a strong breath behind the eight close mirror, which suddenly burst out and rose gradually.
It's Tongren.
He opened his own spiritual pressure swastika solution. The so-called spiritual pressure swastika solution can not be compared with the previous solution. The former is much more powerful than the latter, not only the increase in damage, but also the sensitivity and defensive are much stronger than the previous solution.
With a sudden push back, Tong people rushed to the monster at high speed with the impact of an instant as if they were stepping on the void. The cold light flickered, and the bloody smell came into the tip of the nose.
During this period, Tong people wielded a huge energy sword, ten fist sword, and stabbed at the monster. The sword body made a high sword sound, and the sword intention shook all directions. Although it was only an energy sword, at this time, they wanted to cut off the real sword and the monster's hard shell, revealing the black fog lingering meat inside. They didn't want the meat of normal people at all.
Gulu Gulu
The chopped minced meat made a strange sound. Then, the cut place sent out an unpleasant smell. The sticky black liquid continuously twisted and changed its shape on the cut place. It even opened a big hand on the original wound and shook it continuously, just like growing directly from the wound.
"Tut - Monster!"
Looking at lanran, who is neither human nor ghost, Tongren gave such a disdainful evaluation. Lanran is now completely a monster. He could see the shape of the dragon before, but now he can't.
"Roar!" the monster roared. Then it violently waved two claw palms and patted them hard at Tong people. No, it should be three claw palms, plus which one just grew out of the wound. The head on the neck also opened the big mouth of blood, as if to devour the world, and there was a faint flow of gold in the big mouth of blood.
Another burst!
Tong's heart was shocked and he was busy jumping aside. Then he made a sharp turn. His upper body also leaned forward because of inertia. He simply turned forward through the relay and flashed under the monster - this is a dead corner.
"The Qi of the sword is full! Go to hell!"
Then, Tongren waved his sword and drew a huge sword breath. With the smell of sharp sword, he cut open the monster's hard leather armor, deeply stabbed it in, and then pulled it out. In this way, the white light cut off the monster's skin armor. In an instant, the huge torrent of blood continued to spray out and shoot in all directions. It turned into a blood rain all over the sky, stained the ground and splashed on Tongren's face. The cold face was matched with the dirty blood splashed on his face. At this time, Tongren gave people a terrible smell and a terrible deterrent force, as if it was around Tongren.
The monster screamed in pain. Then, the broken wound began to heal automatically, with an unpleasant smell, just like the wound last time.
Is there no way? Tongren, who hit with almost all his strength, was panting and bent down to support his knees, so as not to fall down due to lack of strength. He looked at the monster whose wound was healing in front of him, and his heart was full of despair. Although each attack of Tong people has great destructive power, it is based on consuming a lot of aura. The other party can cause great damage to Tong people only by relying on his huge body. Obviously, in terms of aura consumption, the other party has many advantages over himself.
A long war is very bad for yourself!
Tong man looked at the monster in front of him and quickly alienated the enemy and ourselves in his head. At this time, he needs an opportunity, an opportunity to win with one blow.
Tongren showed a dignified expression. He didn't know where the opportunity was or how to use it. Even he could foresee that he would be hanged by the monster.
Tongren naturally felt fear, and the previous momentum no longer existed.
"Tongren, don't be afraid, I'm coming." the long lost voice sounded. I don't know if it was an illusion. Tongren felt that a person suddenly appeared behind him and stroked his back with the warmth of a long time. For a moment, he seemed to see the beautiful shadow he never forgot. Gave him great strength.
Yeah! I want to explore the mysteries of the world with Lucia. I want to play with Fei Zhen. I want to... At least if I die, let me be the protagonist first!
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Desire becomes strength. Warm heat flows from the left chest into the muscles and veins, and the soft temperature spreads to the whole body in an instant. His warm divine body, the meridians around his body emit dazzling light, and complex lines have been outlined on the body of the ten fist sword.
Raise the ten fist sword high, and the sword body has been magnified dozens of times due to this majestic force, surpassing its own body and the monster's huge body. Now the world has been shrouded by the golden light, through the clouds and directly to the other side of the sky, dispelling the previous despair and helpless darkness, and the world has become silent.
Driven by the constantly jumping mood, Tongren waved a sword full of Guan Hui.
Just a sword!
The light of destruction fell from the sky, and the sky seemed to be frozen, losing its original color. The whole world was golden, as if it had fallen into a golden hole. Tong people are like gods above the world.
There was a certain delay in time, and then - at the moment of time thawing, a golden vortex fell down, which turned into a torrent of destruction, falling from the sky to devour everything. The golden color covers all the colors and fills the picture. All things in the world are gone, and the world is pale.
It's like a waterfall flowing down 3000 feet. The huge sword light running through the sky cuts off from the mid air. It tangles with the majestic momentum of dividing everything into two, and finally becomes the only pure glory in the world. It blows away the night and brings the battle to an end.
The white light broke through the air and cut open the monster's body. Blood gushed out and turned into a blood rain all over the sky, falling on Tongren's face, body and clothes. Cold eyes, cold expression, coupled with the endless blood stained on the whole body, it seems as terrible as death. It's not death, but it's better than death!
"Win... Win! We win!" the next death player couldn't restrain his excitement and cheered and jumped to