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Daxia Empire, warlock Association headquarters, Shenjian palace.

"Ah... Not good..."

the king of ghost and the God of Tianluo, who were watching the excitement, suddenly turned pale, and their eyes were full of panic and despair.

Never expected, Yang Fan will at this time, turn the gun head, launched an attack on them.

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"Lord moshang, help us, help us!"

An ominous omen of disintegration deeply enveloped the whole body of the two gods. The power was so invincible and terrifying that it was far beyond their imagination. It was more powerful than their high-level gods, and it was more than a thousand times, ten thousand times.

"Ah... Out of the nether world!"

"Tianluo Da FA!"

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"hum... Hum..."

on one side, the dark world, which makes people tremble from the depths of the soul, rises from the top of the ghost God King. Almost at the same time, the breath of the king of Tianluo rises rapidly and soars.

However, the gap between the two sides is really too large. The high-level God, half step master, is more than 18000 light-years away, which can not be made up by desperate efforts.

"Bang..."

the world collapsed.

The world of the nether world, including the king of ghost and the king of Tianluo, was destroyed into dregs and turned into powder!

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"ah... No, ghost, Tianluo..." the God King of moshang burst out a heartrending howl. If he wanted to rescue, where could they come? The ghost God King and the Tianluo God King had already been smashed to pieces by Yang Fan!

"Roar... Chusheng, you can't die easily. I want to peel your skin, take your imprisonment, arrest your soul, and let you suffer from the burning of the soul day and night..."

ghost God King, Tianluo God King, this is their sorcerer Association, besides him, the last two God kings.

This is to let him directly become the commander of the light pole, ah, seventeen God kings, a whole seventeen God kings, this hatred, this hatred, do not share the heaven!

The God King of Mo Shang, his eyes weeping for blood, his face twisted to the extreme, just like the fierce ghost crawling out of the nether hell, which makes people creepy!

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"mole ants, what's the ghost's name? Don't worry. I'll send you down to accompany them right away!" Yang Fan drank hard, his hands were like double swords, and again, he attacked the death border madly.

The fall of the two high-level gods made Yang Fan's power soar, and he was released to the advanced half step master. Moreover, he was very close to the top half step master. His power soared several times, and his speed also soared.

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"ah... No, the attack of the evil god..." the king of moshang changed his face, and his heart was relaxed again. He could not bear any resentment against Yang Fan.

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in the past.

"Pooh... Pooh... Pooh..."

at last, a tiny crack appeared.

After all, the soul bead of death is heavily injured in the body, and its power plummets. Under the bombardment of the dominating power which is close to the top half step, it finally reaches its limit.

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"OK! Good! Good! I'll see how long you can support it! " Yang Fan's eyes shine greatly, the speed is steep, and soared three points.

"Bang... Bang... Bang..."

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"Damn it, how could it be like this... Where is the limit of Chu's life..." in the eyes of moshang God King, there was a touch of anxiety in his eyes. How long has it been since then? Chu Sheng, who doesn't know how many killing moves he has played, is just like a nobody.

That kind of divine power is too exaggerated.

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"Pooh... Pooh... Pooh..."

the fine and dense cracks on the death boundary, like the spider web, spread rapidly in all directions.

A quarter of an hour later, the whole border was full of cracks.

It seems that at any time, it is possible to completely collapse.

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"no, I can't wait for death any more. That bastard is a beast, and his power seems endless. It's almost impossible to exhaust his power just by the power of Death soul bead..." a cruel flash flashed in his eyes.

"Ah... Puff..."

opening the mouth is a mouthful of blood essence sprayed on the Death soul bead. This is the original blood essence of the God King of moshang. It contains some of the original powers of the God King of moshang. With just one bite, the king of moshang is greatly injured and looks pale. It seems that he has no blood color.However, the effect is also remarkable. The light of the Death soul bead is so great that the dense cracks on the death knot begin to heal and recover at the speed visible from the flesh to the eye!

Defense is also a move up!

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"you are willing to give up your life essence and blood, but I want to see how long you can persist!" Yang Fan's fierce light flashed, the offensive kept on, bombing!

The original life essence blood is the blood of the heart and the blood of the friars. The number of them is limited. The limit of the top domain gods such as the mohang God King is 36.

Once exhausted, do not need his hand, this Mo Shang God King, oneself will be driven out of his wits!

Do not hesitate to use this life essence blood to enhance the power of this Death soul bead, it is obvious that there is a lack of skills!

"Ah... I hit, BAM... BAM... BAM..."

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"Damn it, this bastard... Poof... Poop..."

one mouthful of his own blood essence was continuously ejected from the mouth of the moshang God King, and the breath of moshang God King was rapidly weakened.

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one hour later.

"Poof..."

this is the ninth breath of life God blood from the God King of moshang, and his breath has already fallen into the realm of God King who has just entered the top level.

"What kind of monster is this? What kind of monster is it

Unconsciously, there was a silk panic in the eyes of the God King of Mo Shang.

In his body, there were only 32 mouths of his own life essence blood, and now he has ejected nine of them. Even if he tries to make his cultivation fall into the realm of God and King at all costs, he can still spray 22 mouths of his own life essence blood, and persist for more than an hour.

Just one more hour time can really exhaust that monster's power?

The God King of moshang really didn't have any bottom in his heart. Up to now, it's almost half an hour later. But the monster is so good that even a drop of sweat has never appeared. Don't talk about the limit. At most, he just warmed up.

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another quarter of an hour has passed.

The breath of the God King of moshang has almost reached the critical point of the top level God King. As long as one mouthful of his own life essence blood is ejected, his cultivation will fall into the realm of high-level God King.

"No, this God can't spend with this monster..." the king of moshang retreated greatly. The animal was a bottomless pit. He could not see any hope of victory, but continued to consume it. Once he fell to the top level God King, his foundation would be completely shaken. In the future, not to mention that he was making progress, he was recovering his previous accomplishments A kind of extravagant hope.

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. If you give birth to this God, you will not forget it...

the next second...

" hum... "

the king of moshang turned into a streamer of light and was directly immersed in the soul bead of death.

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"the heavens are boundless, and death is hidden!"

It's like the voice of the ghost God, which controls all the souls of the dead, is transmitted from the beads of the soul of death.

This is another major function of the Death soul bead. At its peak, it is a place of hundreds of millions of miles. Nowadays, the distance between the two is far less than that of the heyday, which is only 300000 Li. However, it is still the strongest means of life protection in the hands of the God King of mohang.

"Whoosh..."

the soul bead of death shines in an instant, just like the bright stars, which instantly turns into a streamer and tears the space.

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"no, the king of Mo Shang wants to escape, roar, and leave it for me...

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