Chapter 92 91. Kill with eyes closed
Red and white figures intertwined in mid-air, and every time the bright sunlight cut off a wisp of black air.
The sword and Chang Ge collided and roared, and the sound of gold and iron resounded throughout the space. The heavy rain shook and shattered the torrential rain curtain into spherical mist.
She raised her head, her bright yellow eyes reflecting the shape of a dragon with its arrows bent under the heavy rain.
She failed.
The emperor holding a long sword slaughtered her people, while the venom and death energy of the poisonous snakes quietly penetrated into the opponent's imperial realm. Even though these venomous death auras will disappear after a period of time, it is currently enough for her to detonate the accumulated death auras hidden in the opponent's imperial realm.
This is one of the things she relies on to kill her opponent.
The biggest reliance is her own poison.
The other party fell into the trap of poison and death she had concocted. It should have corroded the emperor's soul and body, but suddenly, she discovered a very strange thing.
This emperor... has died a long time ago.
The moment the poison and death detonated, this woman turned into another strange appearance. The limbs are long and pale, and the armor is covered with traces of flocculent spider webs.
Her last resort was exhausted. A pair of venomous fangs dug into the emperor's body, and were easily pulled out by the pale human figure, as if the poison that exhausted her life was insignificant and trivial in the eyes of the other party. No harm done at all.
Until the rain curtain shattered, a red dragon roared, with a bronze cauldron hanging on its head and a golden sword on its body.
The fear flickering in the eyes of the pale humanoid who seemed to be able to exterminate all things was clearly visible.
Is this a monarch-level creature? What she had done with all her life was far better than their normal state. They could easily fight against the terrifying existence that she couldn't touch at all. The bronze cauldron and the Dawn Sword supported each other and even suppressed it!
She suddenly wanted to laugh.
Her so-called revenge and persistence have no meaning at all under such extraordinary combat power.
Suddenly there was a thick and warm feeling on his shoulders, and a big bronze hand pressed on She's shoulder.
It's a mole, he didn't know when he appeared here.
Zhu looked at the majestic and sacred red dragon swimming high in the sky. He said nothing and just put his hand on She's shoulder.
She almost exhausted her vitality in this battle and was in a sluggish state. The original black and shiny long hair turned gray, and even the scales on the snake's lower body were full of the aura of decay.
Suddenly, She felt that her surroundings were becoming blurry.
This is the method of mole! He wants to teleport her away!
She stretched out her hand to stop him, but her half-stretched hand dropped. She said nothing, and She also said nothing. His vision eventually became blurry and dark, and when it lit up again he was in another unfamiliar mountainous area.
She was laughing muffledly.
The bright yellow pupils were dim and widened suddenly. She clutched her chest and fell down, her body rolled crazily on the ground, and the snake's body was twisted to such an extent that people would think that her bones had been crushed by herself!
She hit her head on the ground and roared.
The gray hair covering her cheeks has truly turned white.
Her palms were curved into hooks, and her nails were as sharp as razor blades. She was scratching the snake's lower body. She was scratching her own snake scales! The area after the snake's scales were peeled off revealed bloody flesh. Sometimes her fingers dug deeper and she could feel her own bones.
Something took root inside her!
She couldn't tell the difference between fantasy and reality. She could only vaguely feel a graceful figure standing in front of her and watching her quietly. Maybe there really was such a person in front of her at this time, or maybe it was just the illusion of her madness, she didn't know! have no idea!
His eyes were as high as in the clouds.
She screamed, and with the last moment of clarity, she stretched her claws towards her heart. Her intuition told her that killing herself was the best choice. If she died, she would be useless and would not be a threat!
"No way..." someone said softly.
"Why are you thinking about killing yourself?" As the words fell, She's hand reaching for his heart stopped, sluggishly.
Pale flowers bloomed.
.........The mole picked up the sharp blade stuck on the ground.
Give it a few swings.
Dark golden patterns emerged, responding to him.
The weapon made by She was destroyed in the battle with the genocide. This sharp blade was lent to her by Miao, and now it is returned.
The man lifted the sharp blade and turned it into a sword. His figure became taller, as if golden armor was covering his body. The body is getting bigger and bigger, and so is the blade. Until the golden king with six arms on his back stood among the mountains.
Breathing, white mist fills the nose.
The heavy rain washed his armor, like a mirror, reflecting ancient and mysterious patterns.
Place one arm on the lower abdomen to form a mudra. The remaining four each hold a sharp weapon, a blade with sharp teeth, a deformed sword, a heavy ax and a dark golden spear. He bowed and inserted everything in his hand except the spear upside down into the mud. He raised the dark gold spear with four hands. The carapace joints were bent and locked one by one. Unparalleled power and all his magic were exerted on the pole. On the spear. Three pairs of star-like pupils lit up, capturing the pale human form.
"Boom——!" The harsh sound of breaking wind overwhelmed all the trees around him, the rainwater flowed backwards, and the mountains were torn apart by the strong wind!
High in the sky, flowing clouds and golden fire enveloped the red dragon shape, evaporating water vapor.
The bronze bone face stared at the pale human form.
The golden candle burned, and the majesty that crushed the mountains came like a tide. The spirits in the heavy rain roamed the heaven and earth like wild dragons.
The Xijian fought with the pale human figure. Sparks shot out from the tip of Li Xi'an's nose. The brilliant golden color undulated under the scales. There was a muffled thunder sound. The abdominal scales were in a complete state of flames. Even the gaps between the scales on the face that looked like a red copper ghost. Golden lines are faintly visible on the bottom, as if the heaven and earth have carved divine patterns for this dragon. The sacred and solemn image between evil ghosts and gods is now leaning towards the gods!
"Roar——!"
The rain curtain spread, and the area that approached this area evaporated completely. Only the spirit contained in it was drawn by the light that seemed to reach the sky, and the overflowing golden fire was like mist and smoke.
Xijian cut open one of the pale figure's arms, followed by a golden beam of light that filled the entire sight!
The black energy fled wildly, only to be burned away by the golden fire in the blink of an eye.
"Ah..." The pale figure's voice sounded like howling or laughing, strange and harsh. The moment she came into contact with the golden fire, the cobweb-like white material on her body melted away. This was the armor that protected her, and the armor melted away. She was extremely fragile at the moment, but she was still struggling to resist. The golden fire was not enough to completely wipe out her life.
At this time, the shrill sound of wind poured into the eardrums of the pale figure.
The pressure of the fire was so terrible that she had no energy to look after the rear! I didn't realize it until the golden spear arrived, but it was already too late!
Before the pale humanoid had time to look back, his body was shattered by the dark gold spear! There wasn't even a hole, because the spear was too big, and the tip alone was half the size of a pale human figure. Not only is it a terrifying power, it is also a law! The magic exerted on the spear by the king of the Hundred Thousand Mountains exploded.
Direct smash! The pale flesh and bones were all reduced to pieces in this instant!
Irreversible damage, Yufa makes these flesh and blood appear to be close at hand, but in fact they are thousands of miles away!
The golden fire roared, burning away all the fragments in an instant, and not a single trace of black energy could escape.
The red dragon rolled up the lance that had lost power with its tail and threw it back.
The burning golden candle burned without letting up. He stared closely at the place where the pale figure was burned, and the iron scales subconsciously closed. The coldness of the rainstorm poured into the gaps between the soothing scales, taking away the high temperature of the previous burst of breath.
Phew——
A large crystal hand stretched out from the golden flame that had not been completely extinguished. The hand was wrapped in fine seal characters, covering the sky and the sun.
extinguished the golden fire.
Went to eat
There will be another chapter later
(End of chapter)