Agto Angkor swooped down from the air like a dragon. He reached for a hand in the air, and an invisible force went straight to the meander. When that power touched the other person's body, Artuo Angkor reached out and put it in his arms: "I said, you must die first."

However, the person holding it is not meandering!

The guy who had obviously flew out of the mountain by the blow he had just beaten and didn't know how to come back again, blocking him in front of the meander. What Elto Ang Brother holds is not a meander, but anxiety. There was a smile on the corner of the guy's mouth, a kind of cold smile.

puff!

The broken army sword blasted out, and a sword pierced the palm of Elto Angkor. Anzheng's body broke free from the intangible power, and a teleported to Agto Angkor. Finally, he was able to get close ... Yatoro's long-range power was too terrifying, and his own defense was high. Anzheng has been looking for opportunities to get close, because only his broken sword can ignore the defense of the other party.

Opportunity was fleeting, but fortunately An Zheng rushed back in time.

Anzheng's long sword pierced the palm of Arto Angkor, and the sword split the scepter from the other hand. The scepter flew to the distance, and Du Shoujian just rushed over and grabbed: "It's me!"

He just grabbed it and shouted, throwing the scepter out with a loose hand. The power of **** on the scepter was not under his control, and the power of anti-bite burned his hands black. At this time, Anzheng had already attacked one sword after another, one sword faster than one sword.

Atuo Angkor's movement speed is far less than the contention, but the defense is surprisingly high. Anzheng's broken army sword kept piercing, hacking, sweeping, and shoveling. But there was a very powerful magic weapon on the wrists of Yakuto's hands, constantly blocking Anzhan's broken army sword.

"Mortal, you die!"

Agto Angkor stepped back and forth after being forced by An, and was angered. As soon as he waved, the Dark Scepter flew back from a distance. An Zheng struck with a sword in his right hand, and flicked back with his left hand. The Sword of Heavenly Sword and the Sword of Heavenly Sword flew out like a two steel nail. The cross shape nailed the Dark Scepter back to the ground. The trembling of the dark scepter wanted to struggle out, followed by the nine ghost demon bell, and the dark scepter was pressed underneath with a bang.

An Zheng struck out with a sword obliquely, and made a slap in the mouth of Artuo Angkor. The black blood ran out of the wound, and Elto Angkor's face suddenly looked the same: "No one can hurt me like this!"

He screamed, his hands stretched forward, and he stiffened Anzhen with his left arm, and then punched Anzhen on his chest.

[Beyond the defense range of the anti-scale **** armor, the body is injured. 】

Tianmu's voice immediately appeared in Anzheng's mind, but Anzheng was unmoved at all. The severe pain in his chest almost suffocated him, but he couldn't give up any chance. Atto Angkor gave Anzhen a hard sword with his left arm, and Anzheng gave him a hard punch with his chest. Anzheng took this punch deliberately. He did not dodge, but took the opportunity to pierce the broken army sword. Long Jianpu pierced the arm of Yakuto, and Anzheng held the sword with both hands. The last pull ...

At the same time, Du Shoushen and Chen Shaobai arrived one after another. Du Shoushou pierced the heart of Arto Anggo with the Trident of the Sea Emperor, and accurately punctured the wound that An Zheng had just scratched with the broken army sword. A few people don't need to discuss anything at all. Only Anzheng ’s broken army sword can break the defense of Atto Angkor, and once broken, Du Skinny ’s brutal beastly terrorist power can play a role.

He changed the trident and stabbed it along the wound, and Artuo Ang screamed and concentrated all his strength on his chest. A third of the Trident of the Sea Emperor has penetrated into the chest of Arto Angkor, but he can no longer get in because of the force of hell. Du Shou shouted, his eyes red like a beast. He rushed forward frantically, and Chen Shaobai swept over behind Elto Angkor, his body turned in midair, and the sickle of death caught Elto Angkor's neck. He pulled back, Du skinny leaned forward, the two of them twisted their faces because they tried hard.

An Zheng pierced the arm of Artuo Ango with a broken army sword and pulled him not to let him back. Chen Shaobai hooked his neck, and Du Skinny's Trident Trident went crazy forward.

"You mortals!"

When Agto Angol roared, a black light spewed out when he opened his mouth. It was at this time that Gu Qianye arrived. The bone of the sage crashed into Du Skinny's Trident Trident. A huge force came. The Trident's trident drove forward, and the pierced pierce finally punctured the body of Elto Aungo. The three spikes for the trident pierced through the back of Arto Angkor.

Du Shouxi ecstatic: "It's done!"

Agto Angkor suddenly pulled his arm back sharply, and the arm was split to the sides as if it were a gaping cucumber strip. He twisted his face in pain, but broke free from the struggle. He poked the split arm forward and pierced Du's thin chest directly: "If you dare to hurt me, I will kill you."

Du Skinny's chest was poked with two blood holes, and he fell backwards. A meander appeared behind him, pressing one hand on Du's thin back. The light green light was released from her palm, and he quickly cured Du Skinny's trauma. Then a purple fire appeared in her palm, burned, pulled back, and the power of **** left in Du Shoushou was pulled out.

If you have n’t encountered a dead insect before, you really do n’t know how to deal with the situation. After that battle, she went back and studied for a long time, and finally thought of how to pull this power out of her body. The power of **** does not merge with the power of human beings and cannot be cured, but it can be brought out.

Du Shou shouted in pain and looked down at the wound to heal at a terrifying rate. He smiled toward the music: "It's a worry to have you behind!"

In the distance, Chen Shaobai pressed Yatto Angkor's neck backwards with the sickle of death, freeing his sword to pierce through the previous wound, and then swept upward. The broken army's sword was like a bamboo, and it was cut directly from Elto Angkor's shoulder. Alto Angkor's half of his shoulder was almost cut off.

Gu Qianye reached out and pointed forward, and the saint's bone was drilled in from the broken place, and a puff came out from the left eye of Arto Angkor. The eyeball exploded on the spot, and the phalanx flew out of the eye socket with a broken eyeball and a burst of blood.

"You angered me."

One-eyed Elto Ango screamed, and suddenly a dense circle of black runes appeared on his head, and those runes flashed with black light, as if opening another world. In the black rune circle, a black dragon drilled out of it, and then burrowed into the body of Elto Aungo.

"He opened the door to hell!"

An Zheng shouted and pulled Chen Shaobai and Bone Qianye back. A violent force followed, and all five of them were directly flew out. The black runes opened the door to hell, and the power of **** was continuously sent from the door to the body of Yakutang.

"You will realize what is called pain!"

The Black Light Waterfall pours out of the rune constellation, and quickly merges into the body of Artuo Angkor. Anzheng and the five of them were flew out by the power of terror, but soon Anzheng rushed back against the storm: "No one is coming!"

He rushed into the rune array: "Look who swallowed more!"

An Zheng closed his right eye, his left eye instantly turned red, and the three dark purple stars quickly spun up. The power of the eighteen lords who stayed in his body began to release. Those forces from **** felt the existence of Anzheng and began to divert towards Anzheng's body.

"How can this be!"

Elto Ang brother stretched out his hand to grab Anzheng, but a purple sun appeared behind Anzheng. The sun was so dazzling, so close to it, the roasted Agto Angkor's body immediately burst into a layer of smoke.

[Divine Thunder Sign! 】

The continuous thunder and thunder blasted on the body of Yakuto Angkor, which was the **** thunder tianzheng transformed by the power of Yuan Thunder, and the power was not the same as before. After the continuous bombardment, the black rune phalanx of Ato Aungo's body has been blown farther and farther.

Gradually all the power of **** began to frantically pour into Anzheng's body, and Anzheng's body began to swell involuntarily. He saw Qu Liuxi and they screamed after rushing over: "Don't come, you can't bear this power, you have to die!"

His body was getting bigger and bigger, and there were more and more cracks in his skin. The crazy power of **** poured in as if he had found a new home, and instantly filled with contented limbs. This is what An Zheng has already calculated, and he will continue to invade Atoang Angge to force him to contact with the avatar in hell, so that the monk Xuan Ting who has already penetrated into **** can find the avatar of Atoang Ango!

This was discussed by An Zheng and Monk Xuan Ting, and no one told. They knew how dangerous this plan was, and in the event of an accident, Anzheng might be torn by the violent **** force. But for the monkey, he is willing to take the risk of fighting for this risk! More and more power makes An Zheng's body open with terrifying terror, but he is still absorbing it.

"More! More!"

Only by constantly absorbing the power from **** can the monk find his place as soon as possible.

After a burst of thunder and levy, Elto Angkor has been blasted out at least a few hundred meters away. His body was full of shocking wounds, but he rushed towards An Zheng like crazy: "That's mine! It's mine! How could you absorb the power of hell, who the **** are you ?!"

An Zheng floated in mid-air, his body already resembling a balloon. But he was still arrogant and said coldly towards Elto Angkor: "I said to your men, he may not have told you originally ... I am the reaper of all sins in this world."

"You die for me!"

A black light came out of Atto Angkor, and rushed towards Anzhen like a black meteor. Du Shoushen they immediately came up and wanted to stop, but in a blink of an eye they were knocked out. The black meteor, with majestic and terrifying power, went straight to Anzhen's chest.

At the same time, in hell.

Monk Xuan Ting looked down at the dark cassock that An Zheng gave him, and silently draped it on himself. He glanced towards the place where the black light soared into the sky, and there was only determination in his eyes.

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell."