The heavy black shadows flew out like a meteorite from the gate formed by flesh and calamity. For some reason, it made people feel like locusts overwhelming the earth, descending the plague.

　　 Huaishi subconsciously took a deep breath, and then sneezed.

　　 began to miss the ‘Big Dog Mode’ from the bottom of his heart. Although it is not a human being, there is at least a large-scale damage skill like ‘Iron Spit’.

　　 One mouthful is not enough for two mouthfuls, so it's a bit of spitting.

　　 When he recovered from the shock of transforming himself into a mastermind, he subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his hands.

　　 is still the third order.

　　The third order Daisimei!

　　 The black-hearted woman Tongji didn't even shake herself a little, and she really accomplished such a jaw-dropping miracle.

　　 From above his soul, the overly tyrannical and cold divine spirit turns into a solemn crown, which brings a burning sensation.

　　 A soul without a complete qualitative change cannot carry its power.

　　 Huai poems should have been burned to death in an instant, but the divinity constituted by pure death has never harmed him in any way.

　　 Even if there is no carrier of Abyssal Calamity to bear this burden on his behalf.

　　 is just like an arm.

　　 As long as Huaishi's mind turns, the divinity that covers the soul will instantly trigger a fourth-order unique source quality change, whether it is warm and soft vitality or brutal death.

　　 is like stuffing an F1 racing engine in the AE86, and even more.

　　 For a moment, Huai Shi almost thought it was the ‘Angel of Right’’s jet combat engine once again possessed. As long as he twisted the throttle at will, it would burst out with enough power to soar into the sky.

　　 Explosive power increased again, speed also ushered in a qualitative change.

　　 The casting furnace in his right arm has completely disappeared, but with the will of Huai Shi, it can transform between gold, iron and flesh and blood at any time.

　　 When the internal structure dissociated and unfolded, the eternally burning alchemy fire in the complex core of the arm turned into pure black.

　　 Other than that, there are any different changes, but it is too late to observe.

　　 When he woke up from this brief concentration, he heard the sound of the wind in front of him, and he raised his hand without thinking, the sword of virtue subconsciously picked up, and pushed away the halberd that was slashing.

Immediately afterwards, following Huai Shi’s forward movement, the Jianfeng drew a tiny arc from the air, and after bypassing the blockade of the halberd, it drew up against the body of the halberd, and easily cut off the iron armor. finger.

　　 Under the stimulus of hell, the blade of the sword of virtue glowed with brilliant flames. When Huaishi's arm was pressed down, she cut off the arm that was comparable to steel and the heavy armor on it like a bamboo.

　　 And when Huai Shi stepped on the ground again, he was already standing behind the hunting angel who was more than three meters high.

　　 Behind him, those two sharp wings suddenly broke apart, along with the head of the hunting angel.

　　 fell to the ground.

　　 Blood spewed out, but the huge body was rapidly collapsing.

　　 The primordial quality changes brought about by the divine nature of the Dajiming spread from the smooth, mirror-like incisions, and everything passed, no matter how solid the torso and organs were, all turned into fly ash under the authority of death.

　　 The blood evaporates and the bones are gone.

　　Only in the breeze that was set off by the step, the pale fly ash on the ground floated with the wind, exuding a pungent breath.

　　 sulfur and salt.

　　 The purification is comparable to alchemy, completely exterminating the enemy's body, and even dissociating the power of calamity into the most basic matter.

　　 In an instant, with a subconscious reaction, the predator angels who crossed the **** had already given the lead.

　　 The posture was relaxed and freehand, and he was unspeakably free, Huai Shi was dead before he even recovered, without any real feeling.

　　 A bubble appeared, and a bubble burst.

　　 "Are you all so weak?"

　　 He raised his head and asked curiously, so in front of him, countless scarlet pupils full of anger appeared in the crowd of **** that could hardly see the end.

　　 Immediately afterwards, there seemed to be a sound of flying birds rising into the air.

　　 That is the vibration of countless bowstrings.

　　Vague black clouds spread out from the sky, tearing the air, bursting into a roar.

　　 Those arrows that were carefully carved out of bone are burning with green evil flames, turning into an overwhelming storm tide, falling towards the earth.

　　 The iron light suddenly emerged from the air, chopped and cut, leaving only a fleeting trajectory.

　　 Then, a broken arrow flew up, bounced off, and fell to the ground. Huai Shi waved his hand again, the traces of iron light swept across, and another bone arrow shattered.

　　 With the turbulent tremor of the earth under the rain of arrows, a steady stream of arrows bounced away from Huai Shi’s eyes, easily.

　　 was slightly lagging and messy at first.

　　 But very quickly, he became comfortable, and when his right hand swayed randomly, several arrows were often separated randomly.

　　 can see it!

　　 After the completion of the etherification, the dynamic vision and neural reflexes have brought all the changes into the eyes.

　　 The premonition of death that has once again risen sharply, even the threat level of each arrow can be clearly distinguished.

　　 It's not even necessary to be fully focused on every one of them. The countless bone arrows have already distinguished their order and priority in Huai Shi's eyes.

　　 As long as you push away the arrows in front of you, you don't need to care about the rest.

A rain of arrows whizzed by at the fingertips, but within a hundred meters of Huai Shi, it seemed to be covered with thorns. The bone arrows poured into the soil broke, and a thick white fog rose from it and spread. Opening, the corroded iron and stone sneered.

　　 But when the hurricane suddenly spread, blowing away the mist full of countless virus strains, the Huai poems that should have turned into dead bones are still intact.

　　 just raised his hand, plucked the green sprouts and vines that grew out of the hair, and threw it into the mud hole next to him, and covered it with soil after he stepped on it.

　　 "Is that so?"

In the hands of Huai Shi, the spear of compassion fell, causing clusters of pure white irises to quickly grow on the cracked ground, and the aging poison of the green crown dragon instantly spread with the rotten dream.

　　 "I will do that too." He said softly.

　　 Just at the touch of a finger, the solemn blade of the gun has torn the roadblocker in front, splashing blood, and cutting a tragic gap in the array of hunting angels.

　　 There are countless malicious drops in the rotting dream. Wo is filled with pure white flowers, spreading the blooming flowers and plants, and after engulfing the dead bones entwined on the roots, it emits a fresh and pure fragrance.

　　 Boom!

　　 There was a sudden loud noise of thunder.

　　 Huaishi's forward movement stopped abruptly, and was repelled by the huge force that burst out of thin air, and he drew a few meters from the ground.

　　 When he raised his head again, through the buzzing resentment blade, he saw the formation of the predator angel slowly splitting, and the gray-black figure coming out of it.

　　 Entangled by countless plagues and fierce poisons, immersed in eternal pain and healing, rancid thick juice is dripping continuously on that shriveled body.

　　, but with a solemn red and white crown on his head, and armor made of gold, he is as solemn and majestic as a pharaoh.

　　 In the long time, I have taken the essence of the plague more and more, combined with the cursed thing in the abyss, one of the precious incarnations condensed-[Decaying Pharaoh]!

　　 Now, the pharaoh who withered like a corpse raised his arm again, and the cursed shroud was wrapped around the huge bow in his hand, and the empty bowstring slowly pulled away.

　　 It is clear that there is no arrow, but there is a gathering of invisible power, and the invisible and intangible disease condenses from his hands into a thin outline.

　　 That is the evil curse that Rotten Dream can't offset and save, the essence extracted from the disease of self-proliferation.

　　 just pointed in the air, which caused the countless virus prototypes in Huai Shi's body to respond instinctively and give a hint.

　　 "smallpox?"

　　 When Huai Shi murmured suddenly, a scream that broke through the air burst out from a hundred steps away.

　　 The premonition of death reappeared.

　　 The arrow of cursing poison is already close at hand. This time, after locking Huai Shi's soul, he has no escape.

　　 What responded to it was the chilling crown flashing on the top of Huai Shi's head, and the solemn divinity brought a dark source qualitative change with pure death.

　　 When the blade of resentment slashed, blood spurted out from the blade, as if dyeing the whole world crimson.

　　 A fleeting moment.

　　 Under the blade, the curse poison of smallpox collapsed silently and fell apart. From Huaishi's face, only a piece of herpes appeared silently, and it quickly cracked and peeled off, and the reborn skin was flawless.

　　 The ferocious face of the declining pharaoh was expressionless, but once again opened the big bow covered by the corpse in his hand. But this time, there wasn't even a blink of an eye... Huai Shi was close at hand!

　　 There is no sign or delay.

　　 This is the ‘Shadow Burial’ that can be compared to the speed of light within 100 meters!

　　 The short-term preparation and brewing of the past are no longer needed. After the source is transformed into a shadow to shuttle, and then condenses and emerges from the shadow again, the whole process is so fast that it seems to be omitted.

　　 The blade of resentment has been aimed at his neck and swept!

The big bow of the corpse robe in the hands of the declining pharaoh suddenly twisted, lifted, and blocked in front of the blade of resentment, sparks flew, the texture of bones appeared behind the cracked corpse, and the long bow seemed to have some kind of animal tendons. The mixed bowstring oozes traces of blood.

　　 The sound of the baby crying from the tremor of the bowstring.

　　 But then, the declining pharaoh stiffened in place, because Huai Shi had dissipated before his eyes, and only the blade of the sword of virtue had penetrated his back, tearing the bones.

　　 Waiting for it to twist its head in the anger, and when it turned to the back, it was already empty.

After the axe of anger chopped and smashed the skirt armor, he split his right leg from the body like a bamboo. Before the thick juice dripped, Huaishi had flashed on the left side, raised his foot, and kicked it suddenly. Above his legs.

　　 The stern sound of broken bones burst out, and Pharaoh knelt on one knee, his arm trying to prop up his body, the spear of pity had penetrated from his back, and he nailed it to the ground.

　　 When he raised his head, he found that Huai Shi had appeared in front of him again.

　　 doesn't seem to have left from beginning to end.

　　 The resentment blade in his hand lifted up, aimed at its left arm that propped up the body, and cut!

　　 In an instant, within these three steps, the afterimages of the shadow burial shuttle appeared one after another, one, two, three, four, five, six...

　　 When Huai Shi flashed for the seventh time, it had already been chopped to pieces, completely dismembered, and the eighth time, the axe of anger, cut in half!

　　 Until the ninth time, the sword of virtue pierced downward and penetrated the head that fell off the neck.

　　 The brilliant flame is lit.

　　 The shriveled head and its Pharaoh’s crown burned into ashes of salt and sulfur!

　　 The outcome is still unclear.

　　In the ashes, the big bow of the corpse on the ground suddenly floated, and the bodies of the declining pharaoh reunited, reborn from the ashes!

　　 As long as the plague's poison is immortal, as long as the **** is still alive, his avatar can wake up again at any time!

　　 This time, there was a tearing sound.

　　 Huaishi's palm, with five fingers together, used by the drummer, has penetrated his defenseless body in an instant, deeply submerged in his shriveled lungs.

　　 Hold it tightly, which still emits a foul smell under the cover of various spices.

　　 "Speaking of which, I haven't used this yet."

　　 Huaishi stared into his sluggish eyes, and his right arm was silently transformed into gold and iron.

　　He said: "Casting, start!"

　　 At that moment, the body of the declining Pharaoh was suddenly pulled out, and from his mouth and nose, a dark flame gushed out. The terrifying heat spread from the inside out, engulfing its body and the big bow in its hands...

　　 That is not a real flame, but a dissociation phenomenon formed by countless miraculous changes in alchemy.

　　 The power of the fire of alchemy spread along with the power of the furnace, instantly engulfing it in it.

　　 This is not a kill... but a [transformation] from alchemy!

　　After the divinity of Da Shi Ming combined with the soul of the hand of the forbidden, the natural ability corresponding to Shao Shi Ming's shadow burial was formed-‘Yang Sheng’!

　　 was buried in the shadows, and then reborn under the scorching sun.

　　 ‘Shadow Burial’ is to transform oneself into source quality, and then realize the effect of transition and shuttle in the form of shadow.

　　 and ‘Yangsheng’ is completely different. Its power is to forcibly transform the opponent’s source quality, soul and even stigmata into shadows, and then reverse the source quality tempering!

　　The closer the attributes and essence of each other are, the stronger the force of this transformation will be!

This is the biggest reason why the ascendants of the heavenly pedigree regard Dasiming as the'first threat'. In addition to this nature of being too close to the abyss, Dasiming is also a member of the heavenly pedigree. Other sublimers are also in its special attack range!

　　Under this brutal transformation of soul and stigmata, no matter how strong the structure is, it will cause irreparable damage.

　　 When the transformation of Yangsheng is integrated with the hand of forbidden circle, the forge furnace and the fire of alchemy, Huai Shi can do fine processing that other big commanders can't complete.

　　 just like now--

　　 In his fingers, the declining pharaoh was burned to death by the pitch-black flames, and the bow of the melted corpse was broken inch by inch in wailing...and the casting was over.

　　 Among the flying sulfur and salt, Huai Shi's five fingers slowly spread out, showing the two brilliant gems in his hand.

　　 An opal, an emerald, that is the crystallization formed after the concentration of fierce poison and curse, it is a real relic of the border.

　　 "When I think of it, it's hard to make a trip to the far door. I always have to bring some gifts to the students."

　　 He smiled, raised his head, and asked softly, ""I like this feature so much! what about you? "

　　No one responded ~lightnovelpub.net~ In the dead silence, after the array of the hunting legion, a cold figure appeared.

　　 It looks like a bloated boy who has been soaked in venom, a noble lady who is rotting under a black gauze, and a freak with a weird iron crown...

　　The avatar from Yuzhi descended heavily.

　　 And the Hunting Corps has completed the final encirclement, here is already in the endless lore trap——

　　 There was a breath of death in the wind.

　　 "Is it so presumptuous? The midnight parade must end before dawn. This is the rule."

　　 Huai Shi raised his head and stared at the sky above, the collision and struggle between [Hengchang of Truth] and [Bhagavad Gita], and the sun gradually shone after the clouds.

　　 It's going to dawn.

　　 "Now, the time for indulgence is over, everyone, with you."

　　 Dai Si Ming's hands slowly spread, holding the handle of virtue and resentment, and calmly declared to the enemy: "Everything must be back on track."

　　——Return, mine, on track!

　　 At that moment, Huai Shi stepped forward, and with the sonorous buzzing of the collision of the swords, hot light emerged from Huai Shi's eyes.

　　 Announcing the coming of war and death!

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