Online Games: The Bone Great Sage

Chapter 550 Simulated Chaos Clock

This time Black Horn didn't use that terrifying punch again, the punch just now was in places like Liusha River, if it was in other places, he would cause boundless killing karma.

With the impact of the black horns, the rhinoceros appeared one after another like hundreds of millions of horses galloping, and the whole world seemed to tremble under their impact.

In the impact of the endless black rhinoceros, the figure of the black horn has also disappeared, leaving only the galloping endless rhinoceros.

Master Cold Buffalo!

The audience watching through the live broadcast seemed to be deaf in their ears, and their heads were buzzing. If it weren't for the lethality of the system's automatic filtering, the audience would all be gone.

People from the three camps hid in their respective fronts, and countless players were unlucky. Players from the three camps hugged their heads one by one and fell into the clouds, and the sky seemed like dumplings.

These people were dizzy and couldn't distinguish things, as if they had fallen into darkness. Countless people vomited in pain, but couldn't vomit anything.

Their seven orifices are constantly bleeding, all kinds of defensive treasures are like chicken ribs, and their respective protective qi are like paper. Is this aimed at them? Even the aftermath of the battle is not counted, which makes today's powerful players unbearable.

Zhang Fan remained motionless, did not even return to his original body, his white clothes rattled, the illusory chaotic clock trembled slightly, and suddenly five colors of light flashed.

break! ! ! ! !
The Chaos Clock has the power to suppress the primordial world, the power to reverse the time and space of the heavens, the power to evolve the mysteries of the heavens, and the power to refine the earth, water, fire and wind.

Although this cold prison mysterious water is also a kind of original water, it cannot escape the essence of earth, fire, water and wind. With the dense and slight tremors of the chaotic clock, the rhinos also trembled, and then they were dyed purple. It just crumbles.

Then it turned into a pair of Xuanshui flying swords, the flying swords were fine and small, and with the ripples covering the sky and covering the black horns that revealed their true shape.

The black horn was covered by purple ripples and it was difficult to escape, and was instantly torn to pieces by endless flying swords.

The ripples disappeared, and the sky was only filled with blood mist, where there was no black horn.

"Come out, I know, you can't die like this, don't embarrass Da Luo."

The blood mist all over the sky condensed into a figure, still a black horn, but at this moment his aura weakened a little, and his face was full of disbelief.

He has never seen the Chaos Clock, but he just heard the elders talk about how great the Chaos Clock is. Although he yearns for it, he also thinks it is just a legend.

However, when he faced the Chaos Clock in person, it was still a defective product backtracked, and he was beaten so miserably that it was unbelievable that his eyes were full of fire. If he got Qushanduo, if he could restore the real Chaos Clock.At that time, Kunpeng might also bow his head to himself, let alone those demon saints.

At this moment, he is no longer endless killing intent, but endless greed and desire.

At this moment, he finally started to be unreserved, the black horn on his head turned into a black spear.

Heijiao's aura changed again, and now he was standing with a gun, his soaring aura intimidating all worlds, the power of Daluo was undoubtedly revealed, and the violent breath washed down the people who had just got up, even the middle cultivators of the three camps The weak also had difficulty breathing and bowed their heads unconsciously.

They were trembling and sweating profusely, but the pride in their hearts prevented them from kneeling down, so they could only hold on.

"The Black Pointer Spear really lives up to its reputation. The son of the Black Horned Demon Saint is actually so powerful. He can already be compared with the aura of a high-ranking Da Luo." Jiang Lingjiang sighed.

"A little bit of cold light pierces through the ages. That guy in Black Horn is famous from the Dragon Han Chu robbery. He is naturally extraordinary. This little Black Horn is not bad either. He actually has a bit of prestige like his old man back then. This time, the little sage is in trouble." Crouching Tiger Arhat sighed.

"It is estimated that it will not take a few times to go back in time. This spear has been used continuously, and the offense and defense are integrated. The little saint's cultivation is still not satisfactory, but this little saint has always been unexpected. The power of the chaos clock is unpredictable. How much can it play? The power of the Chaos Clock is also unknown. Who would have thought that Qu Shanduo is the core of the Chaos Clock." Jiang Lingguan shook his head with a wry smile.

"I'm afraid someone is going to be enchanted, good, good." Crouching Tiger Arhat also clasped his hands together to strengthen the formation in the camp, and moved away from it again by a certain distance.

Isn't it true that Qu Shanduo has been in a small sect since the death of the first emperor, and the founder of the small sect is a fairy under the queen mother. When the time comes, not only the fairy will vomit blood, but the queen mother will probably also vomit blood.

That is, if there is no chance, there are treasures in the sky that cannot be recognized, but good fortune tricks people.

Kill without mercy!

A little cold light came first, and then the spear shot out like a dragon.

There was only a little cold star left in Zhang Fan's entire field of vision, and he couldn't avoid it, and then endless cold stars appeared, like endless cold lights.

Even before the cold light reached his body, the sharp aura had already made his skin ache. The monks and players who were about to escape just now were miserable again, with cuts appearing on their bodies.

This gun seems to be able to transcend time and space. After being locked, it will be hit no matter what. It must be shaken hard or endured, but Zhang Fan does not have the ability to bear it now.

Although this characteristic is intuition, Zhang Fan believes that his judgment is correct. It doesn't matter whether it is because of the special effect of the gun's spirit treasure or the special effect of this move. The important thing is that he cannot dodge as before.

This is the case in duels. If you see the tricks, if you think you can run the world with a single supernatural power, you will be finished sooner or later.

Boom!
The Chaos Clock finally made the sound that Hong Zhong Dalu should make, and the purple ripples oscillated endlessly, covering an area with a radius of one kilometer. Everything in this area seemed to become extremely slow.

The ability to slow down time slowed down the long spear that looked like Ben Lei, but Zhang Fan still didn't get rid of the lock.

Zhang Fan took a step back, leaving Candle Dragon's avatar on the spot. The light of the Candle-holding Dragon was faint, making time more ethereal and illusory, and then the avatar of Candle Dragon activated the Chaos Clock.

Zhang Fan took another step back, this step was much faster than before, and he completely got rid of the lock, leaving Dijiang's real body in place. Dijiang's real body gave a light drink, and the surrounding space was imprisoned, as if it had become extremely sticky and black. The horn moves more slowly.

Brush, brush, brush...

The dragon holding the candle spewed out yin and yang energy, wrapped around the spear and suddenly stirred up yin and yang.

Dijiang's real body was holding a purple bamboo stick, five colors of light flashed, and 36 Dinghai beads also bypassed those cold lights and hit Hei Jiao's body.

And Zhang Fan's body has grown the wings and claws of the ancestor of the golden witch. In a flash, he missed the cold light of ten thousand points, and the bright claw shadows and wing shadows flickered. The corner cut, his figure and Black Horn passed by.

Everything returned to normal, Zhang Fan turned his head, and the thousand-point cold light suddenly shattered, his spear twisted and turned back, Black Horn's arm broke, and then several marks appeared on his body, and then fell apart.

poly!
Black Horn's head roared, countless blood lines rushed out of the wound, and then the torn apart body was reassembled...

(End of this chapter)