Fantastic City

Such a terrifying strength, worthy of being called a powerful figure of the Holy See Central Asia Saint level.

"Sixth cut!" From the remaining shock waves and light curtains, King Oser's deep roar of fire came, mixed with emotions of admiration, surprise, and anger.

"Boom—" The sixth holy light shot out from Iscaribo. Ning Xing, who was seriously injured, could no longer see the scene in front of him clearly with his hazy eyes. A violent wave of energy poured towards him.

Ning Xing understood that he was already seriously injured. If he couldn't stop the sixth shock wave, he might have seen Death's smile without King Oser's final blow.

Under the huge crisis, Ning Xing burst out with his last courage and energy, roaring like a tiger: "Come on, King Oser, I'm still fighting!"

All the energy was poured into the black and white dragon round shield, and the black and white round shield finally stimulated its greatest potential after receiving three mouthfuls of blood from Ning Xing.

"Roar——, amidst a Qingyuan dragon chant, the black and white round shield shot out red light like a waterfall, and an illusory black and white pair of dragons flew out from the red and black part flying circle, getting bigger and bigger against the wind.

With eyes like electricity and mouth full of blood, the huge black and white twin dragons had a ferocious face, and they pulled their huge bodies into the sixth holy light without hesitation.

"Boom—" The black and white twin dragons and the sixth holy light 'kissed' together like a comet hitting the earth, and the time froze strangely for a moment, and two or three seconds later, another terrible loud noise erupted.

The energy-transformed black and white twin dragons were shattered by the sixth holy light. The sixth holy light, which was a little bit frustrated in power, was still not to be underestimated. Mixed with the remaining shock waves left by the first five holy lights, it rushed towards Ning Xing overwhelmingly.

This time, King Oser has no doubt that the stubborn and fierce enemy in front of him must be doomed!

And Ning Xing himself was also getting desperate. Seeing the six holy lights shot out by King Oser were stronger than the last one, and they didn't look injured at all, he couldn't help murmuring wryly: "Iscaribo's scabbard is forever. Shed no blood, never die, you are amazing!"

"Boom—" The huge energy tide formed by the sixth holy light finally overwhelmed Ning Xing.

For a moment, Ning Xing only felt overwhelming and powerful pressure rushing towards him crazily, as if he was resigned to his fate like a helpless bird in the raging flames.

"Ho——, the huge tearing sensation in his body made Ning Xing let out a stern roar in pain, this time speaking in Chinese: "Two-color Shenlong, your strength is only this! ? "

The dying roar was filled with Ning Xing's unwillingness, anger, pain and despair, echoing tenaciously on the ruins.

Suddenly, "Boom——" the sixth holy light exploded violently, and a soaring twin flame shot out from the waterfall-like holy light, engulfing the entire holy light in an instant.

For a moment, a gigantic black and white light ball that was burning violently appeared strangely on the huge ruins, which reflected half of the sky red and emitted scorching and terrifying heat.

King Oser was stunned for a moment, Ilkalippo's sword was shining brightly, but the seventh holy light was hidden, because he didn't understand: what happened to the scene in front of him! ?

In the powerful holy light, the muscles of Ning Xing's whole body seemed to be cut by thousands of sharp knives, and it seemed that countless gold-eating ants were greedily biting. The huge and boundless pain almost tore all his nerves.

Consciousness gradually blurred, spiritual consciousness gradually weakened, Ning Xing seemed to be falling into a long and distant sleep, and this sleep was probably going to be forever.

"No, I can't just admit defeat like this. I still have a lot of last wishes." The strong desire to survive prompted Ning Xing to desperately endure the severe pain that was tearing his whole body, and tried his best to destroy the black and white inner alchemy, hoping to be able to Miracles happen.

However, the black and white inner alchemy still had dim light, and gradually, the tingling pain all over his body became more and more intense. Ning Xing seemed to be placed in a bloody hell, enduring all kinds of cruel tortures such as skinning, bone removal, cramps, and oil cooking. Take turns to torture.

That feeling is so painful that life is worse than death, and all thoughts are lost.

Ning Xing was almost desperate: "Could it be that today is destined to be my last day?"