Chapter 142 A Sword of Heaven and Earth, Purifying the Soul
Seeing that his plan was exposed, the King of Slaughter suddenly sounded a little indifferent: "King Quan Wumu, I have taken a fancy to your body, let's do it How about a deal? As long as you give your body to me, I will blockade the city of killing for ten years."
"Hehehe, the King of Slaughter is really interesting, I just like to daydream."
"Today, don't even think about leaving here. Surrender as soon as possible, lest your body be destroyed during the battle. In that case, it will be bad."
King of Slaughter The corners of his mouth curved up, and his eyes revealed an extremely greedy look, wanting to get rid of this guy completely.
"Then it depends on whether you have this ability. Today, I would like to see how you, a blood-red nine-headed bat king, have the qualifications to be so presumptuous in front of me..."
Wang Quan Wumu said in his words. With a hint of anger, he didn't expect that the majestic killing king would be so greedy. It is indeed a world where the weak eat the strong.
The King of Slaughter has regarded Wang Quan Wumu as his victim from the beginning to the end, and has never thought about cooperating with him. Even on the Hell Road, the King of Slaughter has thought about attacking Wang Quan Wumu directly. Take action.
With the energy of Hell Road, it is easy to kill Wang Quan Wumu. Who would have thought that Wang Quan Wumu would come to the door on his own? Of course, God will help me.
The King of Slaughter took the lead in attacking. The sharp Shura Demonic Sword once again condensed a giant blood shadow a hundred meters high. The energy streaking across the sky even indirectly caused the city of Slaughter to tremble.
Wang Quan Wumu also came forward to greet him.
Dang, Dang, Dang——
Dazzling sparks suddenly appeared in mid-air, and a powerful shock wave swept within a radius of ten miles. Any living being who wants to go here to observe will have his life ruthlessly harvested.
There was a crisp sound.
The Shura Demonic Sword in the King of Slaughter's hand actually showed some dents, which made the former's expression change involuntarily. He did not expect that his martial soul would show signs of collapse.
The figures of the two hit the ground to the sky, and then from the sky to the ground. The explosions produced by each attack would kill countless fallen people in the killing city.
The blood mist produced by the explosion of the fallen body was also absorbed by the two of them and used as their own strength.
The King of Slaughter had a ferocious face at this time, and the Shura Divine Sword in his hand quickly drew circles. A layer of faint red mist filled the air, covering the entire battlefield, filling the battlefield with an eerie and terrifying smell. .
"King Quan Wuhu, your talent is indeed not weak, but in the end you can only become my wedding dress, and I can only possess you. You will definitely be able to help me break through level 100."< br>
The King of Slaughter slowly raised his right hand, and at the same time, endless blood-red aura gathered towards his position, and the smoke and dust rolled up formed a huge vortex in the sky.
Inside the whirlpool, there seemed to be undead wailing, which was extremely terrifying.
Looking at the skull that suddenly appeared in the sky, Wang Quan Wumu put one hand behind his back and said expressionlessly:
“I don’t think I will fall here today, and I will never die here. I have never been so refreshed."
"Arrogant guy, in this case, let me show you the true strength of my blood-red nine-headed bat king."
Smiling. The sound resounded throughout the sky, and the souls acquired by the Killing City over the years continued to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, and began to absorb the surrounding energy like a balloon.
Immediately, a loud noise suddenly sounded, and under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, it suddenly exploded!
A loud bang suddenly sounded.
The loud sound shook the world like thunder, and the extremely terrifying black tide, like a flash flood, completely enveloped the entire killing city. Hu Liena and the others couldn't help but frown at the surging air waves. They didn't expect that the energy erupted by the King of Slaughter would be so terrifying.
Seeing that the energy around them was still condensing, Hu Liena and the strong men in the Killing City did not take another step forward, and were all vigilantly observing the movements in front of them.
The King of Slaughter walked out of the black mist, holding a cold Shura Demonic Sword in his hand. A harsh buzzing buzzed back and forth in his ears, and from time to time he emitted a cold sword energy.
Not only that, the King of Slaughter was filled with a mass of blood-red mist, which immediately condensed into a giant beam of light a hundred meters thick, shooting straight into the sky.
The clouds were rolling and they were all blown away. The attack that relies on the energy accumulated in the bloody cloud thunder is extremely powerful.
"My child, let me personally give you a ride today. There are thousands of soul masters accompanying you on the road to hell. You are not alone!"
Wang Quan Wumu said Gao Gao without hesitation. He raised the King Quan Sword in his hand, and at this moment, a ray of golden light pierced the clouds and merged into the King Quan Sword.
It seemed ordinary, but the flaws contained in it contained unparalleled terrifying energy. With the sound of thunder filling the sky, the King of Slaughter couldn't help but raise his head and look at the power of thunder in the sky.
"What kind of soul skill is this?"
"Heaven and Earth...one sword!"
Before the King of Slaughter could react, Wang Quan Wumu suddenly opened his eyes, The surging soul power fluctuations burst out again, and a strong sense of oppression filled every corner of the Killing City at this moment.
The unparalleled sword light pierced the clouds and mist, and the golden sword, which was a hundred feet long, was falling down bit by bit like a god descending from the sky.
Unimaginable sword intent gathered on the sword body, and the void on both sides was torn apart by the sword light, blooming and changing!
At this moment, a golden beam of light appeared on the King of Slaughter out of thin air.
The King of Slaughter suddenly felt as if he had been scalded by boiling water. There was an indescribable tingling sensation all over his body. He wanted to get rid of the pursuit of the light beam. However, no matter where he ran, the light beam would not miss him. The light shines on him.
“Damn it, what is this!”
The King of Slaughter roared angrily.
But no matter how he resisted, he couldn't escape from the beam, and he finally fell to the ground in pain.
Not only that, the blood-red nine-headed bat king suddenly appeared in the body of the King of Slaughter. Perhaps because it had been parasitizing Tang Chen's body for too long, it was extremely difficult for the current nine-headed bat king to escape. of.
Wang Quan Wumu said calmly: "I have never thought of killing you, but since you are so stubborn, I can only give you a ride myself."
" Is it...dragon power?"
The King of Slaughter suddenly raised his head, with a hint of fear in his eyes: "Impossible, why does your martial spirit have dragon power? What did you do?"
Wang Quan Wumu did not answer the Slaughter King's words, but pressed down with his right hand again.
The King of Slaughter felt the pain in his body and wanted to escape crazily. However, the golden light seemed to be tracking him, giving him no chance to escape at all.
(End of this chapter)