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Chapter 62 The Little Skeleton of the Pseudo-royal Rank, Cut in Two!

The Black Armored Tyrannosaurus King is more than ten meters high and more than 15 meters long.

It was higher than a three-story building, and when it suddenly hit, the terrible pressure was almost suffocating.

The envoys of the Royal Stars named Bailing Cult were short of breath and felt extremely small.

The wind blew, their hair was disheveled, and they flew backwards.

"This is the might of the Black-armored Tyrannosaurus King!"

"Ninth-rank upper dragon clan, terrifying and peerless!"

"The Black-armored Tyrannosaurus King, the physical strength is unrivaled!"

These Yuxing envoys stared at them without blinking their eyes.

Their hearts are racing.

Who wouldn't be excited to see the Black-armored Tyrannosaurus King and other ninth-ranked dragons make a move?

in their eyes.

Any enemy will be directly crushed by the Black-armored Tyrannosaurus King!
What death tribunal.

It is impossible to block the attack of the Black Armored Tyrannosaurus King!
Ahead—

The little skull stopped.

He looked at the black-armored tyrannosaurus king who was rampaging, and the fire of his soul was calm and unwavering.

The skeleton hand was raised gently, the sickle was lying in front of him.

Silently.

The dead gray flame quietly ignited.

from a distance.

This is a very contrasting picture.

The three-story-high black-armored tyrannosaur king rushed forward, the ground shook and the wind raged.

The little skull, which is weaker than ordinary people, stands in front of it, like a mantis holding a cart!
"Roar!!"

The Black Armored Tyrannosaurus King roared again.

It was already within three meters of Little Skull.

The icy dragon claws stretched out, and the dragon's eyes were ferocious, and it slapped the little skull fiercely.

The dragon's claws reflected a pitch-black metallic luster, extremely terrifying.

The air was distorted, and the air explosion sounded like thunder.

And right now.

The soul fire in Xiaokulou's eye sockets moved.

The sickle in his hand suddenly lifted!

The death-gray knife light cut out like the god of death, with a length and width of more than 30 meters, and its sharpness was unparalleled.

"Roar!!"

same time.

A silent roar came from his mouth, shaking the soul!

Not only that.

There is still a large amount of dead energy between the heaven and the earth condensed like a swimming snake, rushing in madly along the seven orifices of the black-armored tyrannosaurus dragon king.

this moment.

The little skull displayed three terrifying abilities at the same time.

Medium knife skills, roar of the undead, the power of death!
Just a moment.

The body of the black-armored tyrannosaur king froze, and pain and fear appeared in his eyes.

The terrifying black scale armor he was proud of was stained with a layer of dead gray.

The light of the knife slashed on his body.

The scale armor, which was so hard in the past and could block the attacks of the ninth-level upper ranks, was like paper.

Instantly split by the light of the knife!

The flesh and blood were separated, the internal organs were shattered, and the whole body was split into two, flying to both sides!
A large amount of dragon blood was sprinkled like rain.

The little skull was still standing there, the sickle in his hand had been retracted.

The fire of the soul in the eye sockets is calm and unwavering.

It was as if it had never been shot.

But with the large amount of dragon blood falling from the sky, the two halves of dragon corpses flying to the sides are extremely terrifying.

The wind seemed to stagnate.

The air is no longer flowing.

It even feels like time has stopped.

Elder Mo was suspended in the air, staring blankly at this scene, his eyes full of disbelief.

What did he see?
His strongest star creature.

The ninth-rank high-ranking black-armored tyrannosaurus king that is enough to scare anyone.

It was cut in half with a single knife! !

"No...impossible!!"

He shook his head vigorously, unwilling to believe it was true.

all of these.

So dreamy.

How could his Black-armored Tyrannosaurus King be killed with a single blow! !
He doesn't believe it! !
"...The black... black-armored tyrannosaurus king is dead?"

"A knife?"

"This is the Dragon Race of the ninth rank!!"

"how so!"

"I can't believe it! This is definitely an illusion!"

The rest of the Bailing Cult's royal envoys were also in a daze, completely unbelievable.

This is incredible.

The black-armored tyrannosaurus king is a terrifying dragon clan of the ninth rank! !

How could it be cut in half by a little skull! !
They are afraid that they are not dreaming.

"Slay the Black-armored Tyrannosaurus King with one blow—"

"This is... this is the false royal rank!!"

"He...he is a super-limit existence!"

Ye Jue, the saint child of Bailing Sect, came to his senses, his face was full of horror, and he lost his voice.

Pseudo king rank!
Super limit level exists!
All the envoys of the Bailing Sect gasped for air, their bodies trembled, and their eyes were full of fear.

"Super-limit existence!!"

Elder Demon's pupils contracted into needle eyes, and his scalp was numb.

He looked at Zhao Xin in horror.

How could it be a super limit level existence! !

But it can kill the ninth-level upper-ranked black-armored tyrannosaur king with one blow.

This is definitely the strength of the pseudo king rank.

And the Royal Star Envoy who has pseudo king-rank astral creatures is a genuine super-limit existence!

escape! !

That was the only thought left in his mind.

at this time.

He no longer cared about Sheng Zi Yejue.

but--

The soul fire in Xiaokulou's eye sockets moved again.

The fragile skeleton body swayed slightly, and appeared in front of him with a large number of afterimages.

Standing in the air with dead air under your feet!
Clang!
It was as if there was a loud clanging of knives.

The black sickle slashed directly at Elder Mo like lightning.

The terrifying dead gray knife light is unmatched, it can cut mountains into pieces!

"Block!!"

The elder demon roared, summoning all the astral creatures to stand in front of him.

The lower level of the ninth level of the two ends, the eighth level of the two ends, and the seventh level of the two ends!
The metal wings on his back frantically flapped and fled to the outside of the Bailing Barrier.

but--

Silver light flashed.

A silver empty snake less than half a meter long stood in front of him, and the silver-white snake body had a sense of beauty.

"roll!!"

"A mere silver snake dares to block me!"

The elder demon roared.

He had an extra sword in his hand, and slashed at the silver snake fiercely.

It does not stop by itself.

Although Yuxing Envoy's combat power is not high.

However, the ninth-level Royal Star Envoy will not be weaker than the eighth-level creature.

"His-!"

The pupils of the silver snake's eyes are upside down, filled with silver light.

The void around her twisted.

A transparent long sword that does not seem to exist in the world emerges.

brush--

The transparent long sword flashed and disappeared immediately.

when it reappears.

It has been inserted in the heart of the elder demon.

The six-wing level Meteor King set seemed to not exist at all, and it didn't play any role.

The two seem to be in different spaces.

"...empty... space attack!"

The elder demon's body froze.

He looked at the silver snake in fear and reluctance, his breath dissipated, and his body fell from the sky.

The six-winged Meteor King suit fell off automatically.

It turned into a small black ball with wings the size of a palm, floating in the air without moving.

The little skull looked at the silver snake.

In front of him were broken corpses of falling starry sky creatures.

call--

Four streams of death energy burst out from his eye sockets, and he turned into four large skeletons in the air and landed in front of the envoys of the Royal Stars of the Bailing Cult.

The knife lighted up, and blood spattered.

A star creature, a sixth-level and seventh-level star envoy were all beheaded in despair.

Seeing the terrifying big skeleton kill.

Ye Jue, the saint child of Bailing Sect, looked pale and bloodless, looked at Zhao Xin and roared:
"I am the elder of the Bailing Sect among the high-level people in Haicheng!!"

"As long as you let me go, I can tell you his identity!!"

Zhao Xin's eyes moved slightly.

Among the high-level people in Haicheng, are there really people from the Bailing Cult?

He looked at Ye Jue, who looked very young, and said faintly:
"I can't believe the news of the living."

"I only believe in the voice of the dead."

brush--

The little skull appeared next to Ye Jue, slashed through it with a knife, and his desperate and unwilling head flew up.

A strange symbol flew out of Zhao Xin's eyes.

Nail Ye Jue's twisted soul to the void.

"Tell me, among the high-level people in Haicheng, who is the elder of your Bailing sect?"

Zhao Xin stared at Ye Jue's soul with her hands behind her back, and asked.

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