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Chapter 1006 Victory of life and death! (The third one! Please subscribe!)

At the same time, on the other side, the overwhelming spells roared like a shower.

Li Lieyue, Fu Xuanxu, Zhongkui Yueji, Ning Wuye, and Yan Mingwei all used methods to fight against the alien races of crazy demons.

At this moment, in addition to the madnesses photographed by Su Lijing, there are more madnesses coming from afar.

Seeing that there were more and more enemies surrounded, the five of them didn’t care about the consumption of Magic power, and they used all kinds of hole card methods one after another.

At the moment, the incarnation of Su Lijing is not eliminated, and all of them here can’t have a way to survive!

In an instant, in Li Lieyue’s eyes, the purple light was faint, and the entire eye socket was transforming into a faint purple color, and the whole body’s breath became more and more cold.

At the same time, in the void behind her, a girl in a black dress like night slowly emerged.

The girl’s appearance was somewhat similar to that of Li Lieyue, with long hair, high-stranded hair, and a bony crown made of skulls, on which was inlaid with an eye-like gem, emitting a rich scarlet color.

His expression was icy, and there was a smoke-like blue-black aura billowing all over his body, and a pair of black eyes emerged from it, and thousands of ghost maids were shadowy and looming floating towards the alien race of madness.

Behind Fu Xuanxu emerged a form that was indistinguishable from the deity. Immediately afterwards, he released the Ruyi Scepter in his hand, and the Ruyi Scepter quickly ascending and enlarged. Soon, it fell into the hands of the Buddha. At this time, the wooden Ruyi Scepter has turned into five continuous mountains, majestic and majestic, clouds covering the mist, huge and unbelievable.

With a long whistle, Fa Xiang stretched out the huge palm covering the sky, grabbed the mountain, and swept away among the madmen!

Jian Xiao suddenly rises!

Xueliang Sword Ray jumped out of the palm of Ning Wuye. As it soars in the air, it splits into two, two into four, and four into eight… In a short moment, it has turned into a dense flying sword, sharp and sharp, pointing to the madman. .

Brush and brush…

The next moment, the countless Flying Sword went straight into madness.

In the end, Kui Yue held up the jade seal with a solemn expression, and said something, and soon, a crown slowly appeared on top of his head.

Simple, heavy, dilapidated…

The breath is extremely terrible!

Immediately afterwards, a giant cauldron as high as a mountain fell from the sky and smashed into the dense crowd of crazy demons.

A huge phantom appeared behind Yan Mingwei, but her face was a woman in a beautiful costume who was indistinguishable from her body. She danced with ribbons and pierced the ring, resembling a Nine Heavens Fairy, whose breath was completely opposite to that of Li Li Yueyue.

Countless umbrella shadows appeared all over the sky, and all the attacks were instantaneous.

Immediately afterwards, after all the umbrella shadows flickered for a while, they turned into an identical but more powerful attack, returning to the original path.

Five people slaughtered wildly, but all the beheaded madmen, no matter how the corpse was treated, even if they were burned to ashes, they would quickly grow eyes, arms, and mouths, and then merge with each other, breathless. Ascending steadily, in a short while, they formed a brand-new madman and joined the battlefield again.

Boom…boom…boom…

The earth shook violently.

Accompanied by a thunderous sound, a huge figure like a mountain walked out slowly.

It’s the Long Bo mad at the rebirth period!

The five of them could see clearly, their complexions suddenly changed.

I saw that the Lun Bo madness ignored them, and directly slapped it at the center of the battlefield [Mist of the Nether Sky].

Before thinking about it, the five Li Lieyue immediately used their trump cards to meet Long Bo’s madness…

Boom boom boom boom…

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In the [Mist of the Underworld], the darkness is like substance, thick and thick, and any exploration method is like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing in an instant, and it has no effect.

The face of Su Lijing’s avatar sank like water, although blood was still flowing, but this degree of injury was nothing to him.

The wounds of flesh and blood!

What really threatened him was the curse that eroded through the wound, and the [Mist of the Nether Sky] that cut off the spirit and sight.

Realizing this, the incarnation of Su Lijing knew that he could no longer have any reservations, and immediately took out a heart.

The heart was extremely huge, even though it had completely withered, showing a strange purple-black color, it was still as big as a house.

The heart is full of terrifying power that seems to be able to easily destroy this world.

The incarnation of Su Lijing held up his dry heart, but at The next moment, he forgot what he was going to do next.

Moreover, the time of loss this time is longer than just now!

The sword energy that just cut him, in addition to carrying a curse, is also mixed with a lot of “fa”!

brush!

There was a sudden pain in his arm, and the whole right arm holding the dry heart broke, blood splattered!

Immediately afterwards, the curse suddenly intensified, and the blood, Magic power, and origin of Su Lijing’s incarnation further decayed and decayed.

In the wound, there was even a faint fishy smell…

It’s just that the incarnation of Su Lijing at this moment is like a wooden person standing still, motionless.

He has forgotten more memories, and is completely unable to make any defenses.

Brush and brush…

Puff puff……

In the darkness, the blood-colored sword light turned like a shadow, and its momentum was like a river like a waterfall, and it fell crazily on the incarnation of Su Lijing.

Pei Ling’s eyes were cold, and he had already shot with all his strength, without any reservation.

Behind him, the half-black and half-white Faxiang held a long knife, and slashed towards Su Lijing with one knife after another.

[Yin Yun Kong Ming Zhan] After being displayed again and again, the first ray of light of the sword at dawn, thousands of soul bodies shrieking in all directions, layer upon layer, endless, one after another huge snare, The incarnation of Su Lijing shrouded.

The nine blood-robed girls clamored that they were united into one, and shouted tyrannically: “There is only one dead end against the master!!”

“Kneel down to defend yourself, it’s Fukuzawa you waited for!”

“Human skin in the rebirth period! I want to peel it off and make a foot pad for the master!”

“Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill! Anyone who offends your master will all die!”

In the darkness, the sharp sound of the blade light tearing through the sky, the muffled sound of flesh and blood splashing, the roar of the blade spirit, the movement of blood dripping… intertwined into a noisy rustle.

After a while, the [Mist of the Underworld] slowly dissipated.

Pei Ling was holding the Jiupai Knife, gasping for breath, his whole body’s aura fell, the time for [Long Hate Curse] is up!

Not far in front of him, the head of Su Lijing’s incarnation fell to the ground, his complexion extremely withered, like a lotus leaf in autumn, centered on this head, surrounded by blood and broken corpses.

The dense knives and curses are like invisible nails, nailing every bit of meat and every drop of blood to the ground, unable to fuse, recover, and move!

Su Lijing’s avatar’s eyes were locked tightly on Pei Ling, his power had been eroded by the curse, and at this moment, only the last point of consciousness was left.

Yes, this is returning to the Void, even if there is only one head left, even if the curse is entangled like a weaving, the incarnation of Su Lijing is still alive!

His lips fluttered, and he said hoarsely: “The ‘method’ of the floating mirror…”