Chapter 1529 Supernatural Storm (second)

Dragon Riding Commander urged the power of God. The black lines on this doomed sword became deeper and filled with black spider silk power, spreading all around!

The whole world seems to be shrouded in these black spider silk, forming a large black net!

Some Kunlun tribe were unable to dodge. They were infected with these black spider silks, and their expressions instantly stiffened on their faces. The vitality of life in the body suddenly diminished and fleeting!

Under the shroud of black spider silk, one Kunlun tribe fell down.

Whether it is the power of the Kunlun tribe or the semi-ancestors, as long as they are contaminated with these black spider silks, their bodies will instantly be covered with strange black lines, and they will die on the spot.

Even the Yuanshen couldn't escape, they wouldn't stare!

"This is the web of doom!"

Long Qi Banzu slowly walked towards Su Zimo and others, and said coldly, "You are just the prey in Zhang Eyun's net, and no one can escape the doom!"

In the eyes of many Kunlun people, deep fear was revealed.

Even in the face of Dragon Riders, these Kunlun people dare to fight with them.

But in the face of this doomed sword, this unknown terrorist force, the Kunlun tribe finally collapsed!

Nothing can block this web of doom.

The spell landed on it, was quietly consumed, and failed to stir a little ripple.

Even if the magic weapon hits this doomed net, it is stained with black texture and reduced to waste!

In an instant, tens of thousands of Kunlun people fell down forever and never stood up again.

Su Zimo stood in the forefront.

All black spider silk fell on his Qinglian Zhen.

A strange power, flowing along the wound, into Qinglian's real body, dark and cold, destroying the vitality of Qinglian's real body!

If Qinglian is in full health, she may be able to resist this network of doom.

But now, Qinglian's real body is already broken and can't stop this strange power!

The scariest thing is that this is not the full power of the Sword of Doom!

To put it simply, this net of doom is just the breath of this great sword, just like a sword.

Even so, it is enough to kill all Kunlun people!

If the sword of doom is cut down, who can resist it!

Even if Su Zimo is at its peak, I'm afraid I can't resist it!

Four artifacts, the sword of doom.

I really don't know what kind of means and how long it took God's continent to train such a dark and evil weapon!

Su Zimo used the two ancient ancient treasures and nearly buried the two major legions of the Protoss.

Now, the protoss sacrifices the sword of doom among their four artifacts, and they also have to bury Su Zimo, Yeling and Kunlun people!

"Back!"

Su Zimo whispered.

"Zimo!"

"My son!"

Jihuo and Nianqi were shocked and wanted to step forward.

Ye Ling also struggled to stand up from the black dragon's body, and wanted to stand side by side with Su Zimo to resist the sword of doom.

"Give me back!"

Su Zimo turned his head, sang loudly, and stared sharply.

Jiuhuo and Nianqi froze slightly.

They have never seen such a serious expression on Su Zimo's face.

"This sword is terrible, we can't stop it!"

Su Zimo said in a deep voice: "Immediately retreat to the exquisite secret and leave Kunlun Market!"

"Zimo, what about you!"

Asked extremely loudly.

"I can't leave."

Su Zimo smiled bitterly.

At this time, if there was a good fortune Qinglian supporting in the sea of ​​knowledge, that dark and cold power would have rushed into the sea of ​​knowledge and killed his primordial town!

Yeling's eyes are red, and he wants to rush forward, but is crowded by many Kunlun ethnic groups to retreat to the back of the canyon.

Yeling has been exhausted, his breath is weak, and he has struggled a few times, but he has not been able to escape from the numerous Kunlun guards.

He could only look at Su Zimo in the canyon, and gradually went away, feeling a sense of weakness in his heart.

"Hmm! Hmm!"

Yeling screamed from the sky, his voice was screaming, like a cry, and filled with endless sadness.

Su Zimo's consciousness has gradually subsided, and his vision has become somewhat blurred.

He could vaguely see that the dragon riding commander was holding the sword of doom closer and closer.

Footsteps stopped before him, suddenly stopped!

"Ha ha."

The leader of Dragon Rider sneered slightly, and said, "You ants, you are very strong, and you can support you now! However, you still have to die! It is your honor to die under the sword of doom!

The leader of Longqi raised the big sword in his hand, pointed at Su Zimo's chest, and stabbed in severely!

Huh!

Gushing blood!

The sword of doom pierced Qinglian's true body instantly, and the huge sword tip penetrated from Su Zimo's vest, dripping with blood!

"My son!"

Nian Qi looked sad, tears like springs.

Jihuo also trembled, his fists clenched, and his eyes showed endless anger!

Just the breath of the sword of doom, the net of doom formed is already so horrible, enough to kill all powerful, semi-ancestors.

What realm does the power of the Doom Sword itself reach?

Not to mention that Su Zimo is just the power of fit, even the Mahayana ancestor may not be able to survive under the sword of doom!

suddenly!

The look of extreme fire changed, and he whispered, "What's that?"

Not only him, but also Nianqi, Yeling, and other Kunlun people.

In the direction of Su Zimo and Dragon Riding Commander, there was a tremendous force!

In the face of this power, everyone seemed extremely small, and seemed to be drowned at any time and disappeared!

This is not the power of the Sword of Doom.

This breath of power is very different from the sword of doom!

The moment this power appeared, the dark and cold nets of doom in the canyon disappeared silently.

This power hovered in the canyon, centered on Su Zimo and Dragon Riding Commander, and gradually rotated!

"I know!"

Extremely fiercely said, "The power of this doomed sword has touched the forbidden area of ​​the magical power of Kunlun Market, and caused a magical power storm!"

After the fire has finished saying this, the magical storm in the canyon has formed!

The shapes of Su Zimo and Dragon Riding Half Ancestor are looming in the magic storm.

"what!"

Nianqi exclaimed, her face pale, and whispered subconsciously: "Isn't the boy to be torn to pieces by the magic storm?"

There are three types of magic storms.

Small magic power storm, great magic power storm, and peerless magic power storm.

But even a storm of little magical powers is enough to tear up some Mahayana ancestors, let alone Su Zimo in a fit state!

"what!"

Nianqi's voice did not fall, and the screams of screams and pains of Long Qi's leader came out!

I saw that in the storm of supernatural powers, the physical body of Dragon Riding Commander was constantly expanding at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, bursting with immense vitality!

This vitality is too huge, the body of Dragon Riding Commander can't hold it at all, it swells and bursts, and the body bursts into a mist of blood!

His primordial **** was also shredded by the storm of magical powers, turned into powder, and the gods were destroyed!

(End of this chapter)