Chapter 507 The Battle of Life and Death
Puff puff……
Joka completely ignored the broken fighting veins in his body, and rushed through the broken fighting veins crazily, just like finding a batch of dead bodies to fill up the underside of the bridge, and then rushing to kill them.
Moment! Mo Jin knew that he had seen this demon clan clearly, and he had seen clearly the power of bursting fighting spirits! The tyrannical power is like the avalanche of that year...
retreat? You can escape from the avalanche, but you cannot escape from this Joka.
Divide the money and chop! Break it for me! Slash to the ground! Break it for me! Break the wrathful lotus fighting skill for me! Break the bloody seven moves! Explosive Bear Pulling Mountain Fighting Skill Breaks Me! Super Void Soul Fighting Skill Breaks Me! Ganjia's kun fighting skills...all the fighting skills! Except for the fighting skills of Shengfeng Eighteen Hammers and Qianlei, give me all of them!
Puff puff……
The pores of Qian Jin's body are open, emitting a dazzling blood mist, the whole body is completely surrounded by the blood mist, the veins seem to be able to break through the skin and jump out in the next moment, the fighting pulse can no longer bear the impact of these fighting skills bursting one by one, and it starts to crack, crack... and even shatter.
Desperate! Momentum spent almost all of his capital on desperate efforts! Some seals have only one seal, while others have two seals! A series of explosions is enough to crush a soul fighter's body.
Over the years, the experience of volcanic potions, the buried sand in the ancient barren sand sea, the strange lake in the valley of the four seasons... all kinds of condensing the body and the fighting veins and openings to a terrifying state, still unable to withstand the impact of all the fighting skills bursting at the same time.
This is? Goosebumps appeared on Joka's body. How could this kid burst out with such a terrifying threatening power?
The two chaotic and mighty forces collided together, a trace of blood began to ooze from the corners of Gan Jin's eyes, and the power of burning fighting spirits was unimaginably powerful!
Especially the burning fighting spirit of the king of elements! The flames burned and melted the gold gas, and they were like rushing metal heat flows... Coupled with the thickness of the earth...formed a force that has never been encountered before.
"Still... I... am stronger..." Joka squeezed out a few sneer characters between his teeth, as long as a little more... just a little more, he will win...
"You are indeed a bit stronger, but..." Duanfeng Buer appeared and killed Joka's side, with five fingers spread out and pressed on the broken wound on Joka's shoulder: "My comrades, and me!"
"And I..." The Burning Kuang singer held a saber, and unceremoniously slashed at Joka's back: "And we..."
puff! The sword entered the body and blood erupted! Fentu Kuangge slapped his palm into the wound, and Dazhengjin Douqi began to forcibly extract the golden energy from the opponent's body, completely treating Joka as a metal object.
"Swallow! All the blood, you have to pull it out!" Duanfengbuer pulled his arm back, and the red blood spewed out like a spring.
Devour! Following the spout of blood, there is fighting spirit! Hydra's bloodline's devouring special ability can't be swallowed under any circumstances. The best effect is when someone else explodes the fighting spirit or a saintly powerhouse explodes the soul domain, and the second is when the opponent has wounds on the body, and the wounds have not recovered.
Coincidentally, today's Joka has taken up both items.
"Are... are you crazy?"
Joka's body was in severe pain, his eyes were wide open, and he spit blood from the corners of his eyes. He looked at the two new opponents who had joined the battle beside him in disbelief. The fighting spirit dust they had just swallowed was already the limit of their bodies, and even surpassed the real limit.
Otherwise, injuries are likely to be left in the future. This forced plunder is not entirely a good thing. Now, these two lunatics who had already reached their limits, did not back down, and even ran here desperately!
The two forces suddenly joined in the snatching, Joka's mind was divided, the pressure of motivation suddenly decreased, and the burst fighting skills and fighting spirit immediately launched a counterattack like a torrent.
"You want me to die?" Joka looked back at Lucifer Zhifeng who was adjusting the magic in the magic shield: "Zhifeng, the devil in my family, please take care of me!"
A cold current spread all over Lucifer Zhifeng's body in an instant. Looking at Joka's quiet and lifeless eyes, he suddenly understood...
"Come on! Let's die together!"
"Rewind..."
Lucifer's flowing voice was still in his throat, and Joka's body suddenly exploded! The tyrannical fighting spirit scattered and splashed, dozens of hundreds of powerful magicians cast magic, the radius of 30 meters was enveloped in smoke, fighting spirit splashed everywhere, and black flames rolled and roared around.
Puff puff……
The clothes of the three of them were torn and flew upside down. There was hardly a piece of intact skin on each of them. Blood and flames burned their bodies, and a blood groove more than ten meters long was pulled out from the ground.
"Fallen angel bloodline magic warrior, really beautiful."
Mu Na Zhen Ce killed his opponent with blood all over him, shaking the folding fan in his hand and looking at the magic shield that might collapse at any time.
Lucifer Zhifeng suddenly had an indescribable worry. The wobbly man in front of him who might go to the ground at any time, barely defeated a demon warrior, but gave the demon a strange pressure.
"Have you heard of Fighting Demons Shuangxiu?" Mu Nazhence shook his folding fan: "You should have heard of it? Then, have you heard of it? Is there a very special department in the magic department? It is called the pure spirit department."
Pure spirituality! Lucifer Zhifeng finally knew what he was worried about!
A magician has always reached the peak of his spiritual power, condensing it into magical power and entering the realm of a great magician.
But there is a kind of person or demon with a very special body. No matter how powerful and exquisite the mental power is, they can never condense the power of magic. Therefore, they created a new path, the pure spiritual system.
This path is very strange, they can't release offensive magic, but they can carry out a kind of mental interference, or magical interference.
For example, for a very unstable magic circle, he can mediate in the middle to quickly stabilize them, and he can also make a very stable magic circle quickly become unstable. It interferes with the magic power of the magician, and it can also interfere with the warrior's reaction.
Whether this kind of spiritual mage is from the Demon Race, the Zhence Dynasty or the Barbarian Race, there are very few pitiful ones. It belongs to a mutant existence of a magician.
"What a coincidence, I was very talented in magic since I was a child, and my mental power has grown rapidly. Now my mental power can even be said to have reached the point where I can condense my magic power. If I can condense my magic power, I will become the most talented magician..." Mu Nazhence shook his head: "No, Bi Luo is more genius than me. I can only be a genius on the second day... Unfortunately..."
Mu Na Zhence sighed and shrugged his shoulders: "Unfortunately, I can't condense magic power anyway, so I became a spiritual mage. Now, do you need help?"
"Not good!" Lucifer Zhifeng blurted out, retreating quickly, wanting to completely ignore these magicians, even if he was seriously injured and survived first, he could go back and report the news.
"Want to leave? It's too late!" Mune Zhence shook the folding fan in his hand, and the metal hidden under the fan flashed with the power of weird inscriptions, and he controlled the entire huge magic circle in an instant. The magic power that was visible to the naked eye was like a blue ocean. Instantly formed a huge palm, and the five fingers of this palm opened and tightly grasped Lucifer Zhifeng's ankle.
"Late?" Lucifer Zhifeng's body was in the air, but with a confident smile on his face: "What I'm afraid of is the power of chaotic magic. If it doesn't go berserk anymore, even the magic power used by these demons together won't be able to hurt..."
"confusion!"
Mu Na Zhen Ce suddenly lay on the ground like an ostrich, and shouted something vaguely in his mouth, dragging the magic power of Lucifer Zhifeng's big hand to become chaotic and violent again, and it was a hundred times more violent than before!
Boom! All the magicians' bodies seemed to have been drained of all their vitality at the same time, and they became as dry as dried corpses in an instant, and all their spiritual and magical powers exploded violently in an instant.
The berserk shock wave of magic power directly swept all the people present into the sky, and then ruthlessly threw everyone out!
Bang, bang, bang... Everyone was like big bags being carried by coolies on the pier, hitting the ground one after another and rolling unstoppably.
Lucifer Zhifeng, who was in the center of the battlefield, exuded a pungent coke smell, and fell back to the ground hard.
pain! The mentality that had already fainted from the energy, regained the sober mind again after being beaten by the impact. The fighting pulse in the body was like a city that had just passed through a magnitude 9 earthquake. There was decay and depression everywhere, and there was no even a little bit of integrity.
Not only the road-like fighting veins were cracked and severely damaged, but even the fighting holes that symbolized the buildings were also in dilapidated condition at this time.
Even the volcanic potion, even the ancient barren sand sea, even the Four Seasons Valley and the Dou Meridian Dou Qiao, which had been strengthened countless times by the golden Dou Xin, are now on the verge of being broken.
awful! Since his debut, he has never experienced such a tragedy! He opened his eyes and looked around, searching for other people's situation. If Duan Feng Bu Er and Fen Tu Kuang Ge were not for their desperate help, he might have died.
"Comrades..." Duanfengbuer's whole body was covered with blood stains, his hands were struggling to crawl on the ground: "I can't do it... I had a wish before I died, that I can take all the cigarettes in your Doujie..."
"Get out..." He laughed and cursed enthusiastically, and his worry was somewhat relieved. This guy can still make such a joke, and it seems that he will not die for a while.
cough... cough... cough...
Fentu Kuangge lay on the ground looking up at the sky and coughed several times, spewing out all the blood accumulated in his throat and said lightly: "This time, I can't die...and I've made money..."
Duanfeng Buer smiled in agreement: "You are so brave! You can chop off that guy's head with a single knife, but you actually went to grab gold..."
ps: This battle looks good together, so... Well! Four in a row