Chapter 660 precursors (one more)

"Oh, ah!"

Under the new moon of blood, the madness of the fallen king is increasing!

The weird black magic worm continues to shuttle through his eyelids, and the dry, ruined skin reveals a dense hole resembling a corroded hole. Look. Wool, Chinese net

If the burning of the fire is seen as a process, the current fallen king is undoubtedly in the most violent burning stage.

The original knight's combat skills disappeared, replaced by more and more crazy fighting and killing instinct.

Without legs and no need for both legs, even if it is crawling on the ground, the fallen king is now faster and more explosive than the original human.

"Boom!" The black sword over three meters waved a sword wind that was enough to blow the ruins.

No fancy, it is a cross-cut, but it has the effect of sweeping thousands of troops like a blade storm.

This is the phenomenon that emerged from the power to the extreme. The fallen king now can be called the catastrophe of movement, the incarnation of nightmares.

"Trouble!" Fully withdraw from the fallen sword's range of the sword, Yunxi once again gathered the power of the body.

The sound of blood flowing like a storm raging, echoing in Yunxi's body.

The species of fighting gods is releasing more and more powerful forces.

Nothing is more effective than the actual battle between life and death.

It is the first time to use rigid bodies to fight, but under the threat of death brought by the fallen king, Yunxi broke through the limitations of his own body again and again, and evolved toward the higher level of rigid body.

Switching to other people, the vitality consumed by the breakthrough, will lead to the end of the lamp. Wap.lightnovelpub.net

Miracles are not without cost.

Most of those who have a life-threatening potential at the time of life and death have never stood up because they have overdrafted all their vitality.

The human body has limits. The price to break that limit is often its own life.

However, Yunxi has something that can pay for this price.

The kind of fighting god, one of the supreme swords of the Tianjian **** domain, the invincible tyrant of the fighting **** Dawuhui, the seed planted by his disciples.

This is not the kind of seed that gives the stars to Yunxi to improve their talents and connect all the stars to the Knights of the Knights.

The kind of fighting **** is the seed of the **** of Cassina who only gives Yunxi a person who belongs to him.

The effect of the kind of fighting **** is like an extra core of strength.

There is a huge force from the fascinating Casina, which is used to guard Yunxi and release the power to improve Yunxi's combat power at the appropriate time.

It will not directly improve Yunxi's talent, but it can directly pay for the cost of Yunxi's outbreak, which is equivalent to fighting for the vitality of the continuous explosion of rigid body power.

Yunxi, who has the kind of fighting spirit, will only be stronger and stronger! Until the power of the **** of the gods is exhausted, it is in a state of short silence.

The mystery of such a thunderstorm was originally a force that drained the body and used it to fight the opponent.

Only Yunxi, who has the support of the **** of the gods, can use this secret technique continuously.

The thunder burst of the third round is more condensed than the previous two rounds. The white thunderball that floats in Yunxi's hands is just like the little sun.

"Go!" Locked the fallen king's body like a giant, Yunxi released the most powerful thunderbolt so far.

The white ball with a blue halo flashed at the lightning speed on the black sword erected by the fallen king, exploding the thunder that made the entire palace ruins shine.

"Reverse!" The rationality, humanity, and wisdom of the fallen king were all lost in madness. At the cost of this, he exchanged power far beyond the race of mankind.

Even if Yunxi is enough to kill a heroic thunderstorm, it is just that the body has not shaken a few times like the fallen king of humanity, and there are many blue lights on his body.

No pain.

Even the flesh and blood of the body does not exist.

The soul was treated as a firewood, burning, and sacrifice, in exchange for the power of the king, roaring, and once again raised the black sword in his hand.

The endless abyss is entangled in this black sword that used to be a sacred scepter, giving this sword a heart-rending death.

Mulled!

The ruins of the entire palace were cut from the center by a sturdy sword. The sword mark, which was ten meters deep, extended from the front of the king to the entrance of the garden. It was completely a map-scale attack.

The ground that had been cut by this sword showed a terrible smell of pollution. One after another, the crow doctor climbed out from the black marks that had been torn apart, making a scream of scalp. :

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Can not stop, even in the most optimistic point of view, Yun Xi does not think that his primary rigid body can block such a sword.

The blow of the fallen king is probably more than ten times that of his thundering attack.

The fallen king who is now blackened does not need the power of divine revenge to bounce Yunxi’s attack. He can kill him only with a sword.

Perhaps, let the rigid body rise to another level? Yun Xi shook his head, and the awakening of the rigid body also needs to be gradual, and it is impossible to do it overnight.

Even the talent of God, the fallen king who is obviously not normal at this moment is not enough.

In a sense, the fallen king who burned his own soul as a fire has indeed gained the power he dreamed of.

This is not without cost.

Yunxi can be observed with the naked eye. The black holes in the king's skin are getting more and more dense, and the black bugs that are lodged in his eyes, even the eyebrows of the emperor, are wrapped around his heavenly cover. .

The burning of the body and the soul together so fiercely, the power exchanged for the sacrifice is obviously impossible to last.

However, the fallen king has not enough reason to stop.

Just like a boulder rolling down from the mountains, the faster he falls, the stronger the power of sacrifice, and the closer his death.

No, maybe you can't say death, but disappear completely, because the king should have died long ago.

"Try it..." In the face of enemies that can't be solved even with thunder, Yunxi can only try the fields he has never set foot on.

Now, he may have used it to be more powerful and more mysterious than the rigid body.

The two wings of the crane wing sang high and flew around Yunxi.

They feel something from the deepest part of Yunxi's body that gradually wakes up.

"Calculation, start."

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