The self of the heavens has billions of clones

Chapter 128
I'm afraid I can't protect myself, so which one is its real body...
If you can't find your real body, you can't find a chance to make a move. In this case, you must not make a move first. Once you make a move first, you will definitely show your flaws.

It must be a fatal opportunity for this kind of guy to show his flaws.

If it is not careful, it may be explained here.

"Frozen Spell!"

The surrounding space glowed with purple-blue light, and the thick ice and snow spiritual power began to gather together, and all the surrounding elements began to be forcibly transformed into ice elements.

Then he forcibly overdrafts the power of his bloodline and forcibly freezes the space.

If the Ice Lord is here, he will be able to freeze a space, and the power of the ice field will be fully activated, and even time and a small world can be frozen.

But Satan is far behind, and the gap between monarchs is a world of difference.

Due to excessive overdraft of his own blood, there was no trace of color on his face.

With the look of a dead father on his face, he is just playing around...
My own spells have never reached a very high level, and it is really too reluctant to use them now.

Most of the life force in my body has been sucked away by this damned magic soldier, where is the real body of this guy opposite...
"No taboo! The end of blood!!!"

Countless clones sped up, and in the part of the space that was so close to freezing, they began to turn into streaks of blood light and began to sprint.

With a loud shout, before the sound came, the blood thorn had already pierced through the chest.

But it's a pity, the third stage is still only a conjecture after all, without fully controlling the power of the third stage, the power of this attack is still a lot worse after all.

"Ice Nether Break!"

Even though he had already been pierced through his chest, he finally carried it down with his strong vitality.

There was a flash of sternness in his eyes, and regardless of his own injuries, he launched a counterattack, and stabbed out with a spear full of god-killing power in his hand.

This spear moved forward indomitably, with an aura that would destroy the world, as if even the spear in the sky would pierce a hole.

This spear is the accumulation of Satan's hundreds of years of training in the marksmanship tree, the strongest one-style marksmanship, but anyone who has seen it is already dead.

This shot stabbed Jing Ke, who had no time to escape. After Jing Ke launched the assassination, he was at a time when the old power was exhausted and the new power could not be sustained.

This shot directly pierced Jing Ke's left shoulder, if it was a little more off, it would have pierced Jing Ke's heart.

Then Jing Ke will be unable to continue, and will die suddenly on the spot.

As a blood race, Jing Ke naturally wouldn't be stingy with his arm, so he chopped off his arm with a single sword.

"Very good, Satan, you will definitely be the enemy of my master in the future, the burning blood spell, escape..."

Then the last blood spirit power exploded, turned into several blood spirit rays of light, and fled away.

"Bastard! Pfft..."

Satan couldn't support his body anymore, his blue-white long hair turned into gray-white long hair without any vitality, and fell straight down.

Fortunately, a group of pterodactyl demons caught him, otherwise he did not die in this battle, but ended up falling to death. This would be a bit too dramatic for Gil! ! !
(Would I write like that? I can’t tell! I’m a little excited!)
But it is said that Jing Ke fled for three thousand miles in the form of blood, and fled directly to the central totem pole of a tribe at the bottom of each waterfall.

The mask on the totem pole is exactly the mask of Sumo
Samo - the general of the troll group (giant shadow), removes the token of seaweed, his magic power: summons the sumo soldiers of the black shadow corps, the soldiers are tall and burly, strong in strength and defense, and extremely heavy in weight.

1. Soldiers in the corps can secretly monitor the enemy's situation and share the images in their eyes with their generals.

2. The disadvantage is that the number of soldiers summoned is not as large as other types of corps.

3. The shadow moves fast, but the attack speed is slow.

Just when he was about to reach out to take the mask away, a fireball blasted past.

The seriously injured Jing Ke rolled over to avoid the fireball and stood on top of the totem pole.

Jing Ke spat out a mouthful of blood, vaguely unable to control his body shape, there was no way, the blood in his body was too short now.

But the sky never stops me, since you did it, don't blame me for being too cruel.

Jing Ke used the talent of the blood clan and called some blood bats to stop them, while Jing Ke jumped and went to this indigenous tribe.

Now that I have been seriously injured, I, Jing Ke, am no longer picky about food!
After all, a picky eater is not a good child! ! ! !
This indigenous tribe is not a serious tribe at all, but a tribe of savages, without the protection of gods and powerful exercises.

Most of them were ordinary people. When Jing Ke entered this place, he couldn't help but look happy.

With this seriously injured body, coming here is undoubtedly coming to heaven.

It is really wonderful that a group of ordinary people allow themselves to drink the blood to recover from their injuries! ! !

Jing Ke pounced on him, pulled a man over, and bit him on the neck. Although it looked a little strange, these words always felt extremely beautiful.

The blood that had been completely drained was poured into his body again.

It's like a person walking in the desert for three days and three nights without drinking water, taking a step forward and falling into an oasis lake. This feeling is so wonderful...
Compared with this feeling, Jing Ke's current feeling is even worse! !

Fresh blood slowly poured into Jing Ke's body, and the exhausted spiritual power in Jing Ke's body began to recover slowly after having the blood, and then quickly extracted the essence from the blood.

At the same time, Jing Ke's thirst for blood was even greater, and he turned into several blood shadows and flew out to suck blood.

Regardless of men, women, old or young, once they encounter blood shadow clones, they will all be turned into Jing Ke's merits, and then become mummies displayed on the ground.

The blood-drained corpses were randomly discarded on the ground. The entire tribe became a microcosm of hell, and the weak were only qualified to become mummies.

There is not a single extraordinary person stationed in the entire tribe, which leads to such a tragedy...
At this time, there was a group of talking and laughing voices. They were the Transcendents who guarded the totem pole, and they were proud of having wiped out those blood bats.

But the moment they saw the tribe, they were stunned. They were all dumbfounded!

(End of this chapter)