The Journey of the Sand Sculpture Spirit Master

330 Nine Raksha Trials
At the critical moment, a holy sword shining with golden hot flames caught the falling sickle in time, saving the desperate Poseidon.

"Angel, I will be your faithful fanboy from now on." Sea God opened his eyes, and suddenly found that the person who came was his good colleague Angel God. He immediately burst into tears, and said resolutely.

"Hurry up and go." The Angel God glared at him, threw away the Rakshasa Sickle with a sword, and kicked the Sea God who was lying on the ground a hundred meters away.

Sea God clutched his aching buttocks and got up, looked at Angel God resentfully, "Don't push so hard, it's true."

The Angel God couldn't care less about talking to the Sea God. Once the Angel Domain was opened, he summoned countless sun angels riding fire dragons, and they fell down like thousands of meteors gathered at one point.

Rakshasa sneered contemptuously, and ignored Sea God's departure. The other party's divine power was exhausted and he couldn't run very far. However, the state divine skills used by the angel gods consumed a lot of themselves. They were explosive divine skills that burned the godhead. At this point, I probably can't hold on anymore.

Turning the Rakshasa sickle in his hand around his back, the other eight sickles on his back merged with the one in his hand, turning into a giant purple sickle that was more than twice as big.

Holding the sickle in hand, rotate it around to blow up a purple tornado, throw out the sickle, and the sickle turns into a purple moon and surrounds the surroundings. In an instant, the fiercely attacking angel fire dragon array was disintegrated, and after the last fire dragon was broken and dissipated Immediately flew back to the hands of God Rakshasa.

Sun Holy Sword!

Seeing that a move was forced, the angel god quickly mobilized the boiling divine power in his body, mobilizing the scorching sun to condense into a hundred-foot scorching sun sword. The core of Rakshasa God's breastplate burst open a sword mark.

boom!
God Rakshasa grasped the sickle blade with one hand, raised the sickle blade high to resist the coming of the giant sword, couldn't bear to lean back, bent his knees and was about to kneel down, but the silver teeth stopped the body that was about to be overwhelmed, unexpectedly, he stepped on the ground Overwhelmed, he shattered at the sound, causing the Rakshasa God to fall to the bottom of the ground along the abyss opened by the giant sword.

"Damn it." Rakshasa God couldn't help cursing inwardly, his jade face was flushed, and his breath was accompanied by strong heat. Just now he blocked the holy sword that hit the sun, but at the same time it also aroused the power of the real sun fire in his body that had not yet subsided. It was as painful as being burned by the scorching sun.

The angel god stared at Luo Sha for a while, and suddenly smiled mockingly, "Why don't you continue to turn back time? What about the supreme divine power that your master bestowed on you? You can turn back time, but the divine power also consumes a lot. Now you still need to use divine power To suppress the real fire of the sun, how much power can you display?"

"Hehe, each other, I think you have persisted for a long time."

Rakshasa retorted, she shouted coquettishly, and the tree-like sickle in her hand was covered with miserable green flames, the flames were like will-o'-the-wisps, showing the faces of evil ghosts howling from time to time, it turns out that the fuel of this flame is all in the world The grievances and evil spirits in the Rakshasa God burned more vigorously as the negative emotions in Rakshasa's heart aggravated.

Whoa!
The miserable green flames erupted into intense heat waves, turning a hundred miles into parched and scorched earth, where not a single blade of grass could grow.

The sickle blade swung with great momentum, the purple light flashed like thunder, and the grass and trees flew across.

Angel God launched another ultimate move, the Holy Sun Sword, and the Baizhang Giant Sword shook the world again.

When the two soldiers collided, the earth trembled, and the sky and the earth were covered with a golden and a purple light, and after a while the light flooded the entire forest.

When the light subsided, the Angel God's sun angel posture quietly faded away, and the golden flame power skin shattered like glass, turning into powder and starlight and sprinkled all over the ground. The Angel God fell from the sky and fell heavily on the ground.

The wound on the waist and abdomen temporarily sealed by the divine power spewed out a large amount of blood due to the disappearance of the divine power, and it flowed all over the ground in a short while, and the Angel God fell into a pool of blood.

"Heh...fucking my life with my old lady?" Rakshasa sneered with a sickle in his hand, and the purple light of the sickle flashed eight beams of light and returned to his divine attire, protecting his whole body like a spider's claws.

Finally defeating the God of Angels who got in the way, Rakshasa's heart relaxed, and then he clung to his burning chest and suddenly knelt down.

After all, in order to defeat Angel God, Rakshasa couldn't help but let go of part of the divine power that blocked the real fire of the sun, so that her strength could be displayed normally for the time being, which also allowed him to completely defeat Angel God who had been working hard all this time.

Although the injury has irreversibly healed, Rakshasa can't help but be happy to defeat the god who is the opposite of his own godhead.

Leaning on the handle of a sickle, Rakshasa walked up to the Angel God who was poured into the pool of blood step by step, and taunted him, "Hahaha, this magical skill is really bad enough, let alone a burst of divine power. The godhead is about to be shattered."

Angel God fell into a coma and could not recover.

"Then let me help you, and let the god position be completely useless." Rakshasa grinned, and held up the demon sickle again.

"Don't even think about succeeding!" Another yell sounded, and the fatal blow of Rakshasa was interrupted again, still in the same way.

God Shura, who was soaked in blood all over his body, arrived in an instant, using the magic sword to block and pick away the Rakshasa magic sickle.

Rakshasa backed away, his eyes locked on the cold and indifferent handsome face of Shura God, and his heart gradually calmed down.

If God Shura is here, it means that all the nine dragon kings have fallen.

It's really ironic that the dignified Nine Sons of the Dragon God died in one battle. Is it because the strength of the Nine Dragon Gods is ostentatious, or is it just that powerful in the God Realm.Rakshasa God couldn't help thinking like this at the moment.

"Angel, are you okay?" Sea God arrived later and helped the weak Angel God. It turned out that he didn't run away just now but went back to seek help from Shura.

The Dark Sacred Dragon King, who has lost the combined power of his brothers and sisters and the dragon god clone, is no longer strong. Coupled with the power of forcibly burning the original power, and fighting for his life, his life is already exhausted. He needs to retain part of his divine power for the next battle, and he has already activated the divine skill of judgment to kill him in an instant.

Shura arrived a little later, looking at the dying Angel God, he said apologetically, "I'm sorry for being late."

Angel God seemed to wake up, she shook her head lightly, but did not speak.

"Sea God, you go first." Shura ordered without looking back, his eyes met the Rakshasa God on the opposite side.

"Be careful yourself." The Sea God didn't say much, and helped the Angel God to leave.

Just like ignoring the sea god's escape before, Rakshasa also chose to ignore the departure of the two gods at this moment. She looked at Shura with a chuckle and said, "Sura, you and my godhead are both in charge of killing. Everyone is the same. Why not?" Into the arms of my master Zora."

"No, we are different." Shura refused without hesitation, and said calmly, "I don't do meaningless killings, you kill indiscriminately, I just kill to maintain balance."

"hypocrite."

"I've never been kind."

"Then you are evil, what is the difference between us."

"I'm not evil either." Shura's blood-red pupils were calm and clear. They were not stagnant water like an ancient well without waves, but spiritual springs full of vitality. He said seriously, "If you have a heart, you won't There are pure good and evil, and I only stand on the side of the good in my heart."

"Hehehe..." Luosha laughed and said in a low voice, "I suddenly realized that you are much more annoying than that righteous angel."

"Differences do not conspire with each other, Rakshasa, you have to pay the price for the mistakes you made."

"Hahaha! Then let me see how strong you are. You and I were born from killing. Whoever wins this battle is the correct way to kill!" The sickle once again merged with the ninth magic sickle in his hand, and then a swipe of the sickle blade immediately called out a miserable green flame.

The sickle suddenly became huge, pierced into the sky, and slashed down, just like the green aurora splitting the sky and the earth.

Shura went forward, the magic sword swept across, and the scarlet streamer swept in all directions.

Between swords, lights, swords and shadows, there are people's shadows in a moment, and the two figures can't be seen clearly in a moment, but there are thousands of holes in the sky and the forest on the earth. Sometimes the mountains and rivers are broken, and sometimes the clouds are scattered.

Two shocking shouts sounded at the same time, and this figure suddenly appeared outside a city, and the sickle-bladed magic sword collided and burst out two red rays of light covering the sky and the earth.

One side is dark red with no light, accompanied by howling ghosts and wolves, while the other side is bright red like blood, and you can hear the murmur of hell.

The battle between the Gods of Slaughter shook the world, and strange celestial phenomena appeared in the sky of Douluo Star from time to time, with winds and clouds, thunderstorms and showers, cold winds, and a bloody moon shining brightly.

After a battle between heaven and man, Shura's breath was still calm and unscathed, but Rakshasa's breath was not calm, and his face was like a tide of blood.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, and the miserable green ghost fire attached to the sickle merged into Raksha's body, just like the angel god integrated the true power of the sun into his body. the power of.

"Fell into the extreme evil way, you are already a god of the abyss." Shura sighed.

The so-called gods of the abyss, before the arrival of the ancient music, the definition of the gods is not the righteous gods of the gods, that is, those who have not ascended to the gods and become gods are already defined as the gods of the abyss, but Gu Le felt that it was inappropriate, so he redefined it Abyss gods.

The gods of the abyss are gods who cannot control their own avenue godhead, and use their power in a way that obeys their desires, evil hearts, and indulges themselves in extreme ways. They often lose their rational self and do things in accordance with the instinctive desires of their bodies.

"Evil and righteous, the victor is king!" Raksha, regardless of the red lips and white teeth overflowing with blood, changed her beauty and looked like an evil ghost, brandishing a sickle and killing Shura again.

The sickle was held high, and eight rotating flying sickles were differentiated. The high-speed rotation reflected the cold light like a purple moon flywheel, tearing the space apart easily.

Time accelerates!
Luosha exploded another force in his body, forcing the unstoppable sickle flywheel to increase in speed again, the sharp blade engulfed the air as a part of the blade, and then flew to Shura's body in all directions, cutting down at the same time.

Shura had nowhere to hide, but he didn't want to dodge either.

God Rakshasa gave her everything for this battle, so Shura can no longer keep his divine power for this reason, and use all his strength to break the attack head-on.

Shura, judge!
I saw Shura incarnated as a slender red lightning, going towards the several flywheels in front of him, passing through, and reflecting the red light in the last eyes of Rakshasa God.

Dodging, Shura's figure appeared behind Rakshashen, his divine attire rustling, and the blade of his sword did not touch blood.

"..." Rakshashen opened his mouth, suddenly lost all life, his whole body was weathered into flying sand and dissipated, only the divine artifact turned into a stream of light and disappeared silently.

Souls are destroyed!

Shura's sword did not hold back, and directly cut off the possibility of the opponent being able to be reborn in any way.

"It's over." Shura was feeling in his heart that he had just personally eliminated a strong enemy, when he suddenly felt that this planet seemed to have been violently hit by something huge, as if the sky was falling.

All of a sudden, Shura felt the fierce glow behind him, and that powerful aura made his heart jump. He had no doubt that this majestic force could easily and directly destroy this world.

Looking back suddenly, I saw a shining beam of light piercing the sky in the distance, and a huge human-shaped outline was slowly forming in the beam of light. It was a giant with a height of more than a hundred feet, with a solemn expression, and his body and muscle curves were perfect. All of them reveal the hidden divine power.

And right in front of the giant, there is a giant dragon with the same size. It spreads its huge wings as if the whole world will be surrounded by it. Its roar makes the world change into a disturbing nine-color divine light. , the space barrier was broken.

Shura stared at the giant of light in the distance, his face became extremely ugly, his face twitched due to stiffness, and he cursed in a low voice: "God of the Unbounded... What are you doing, you crazy man!"

(End of this chapter)