The meat shield of the era of aura recovery

Chapter 363

The ice chips that fell to the ground began to melt, and the old god-like body was sliced ​​and thrown on the ground.

It seemed that the delayed pain finally reached its nerves, and the old god roared to the sky.

The mouth with only two layers of protection roared at the moon, making all kinds of weird sounds.

This kind of sound has the effect of shocking people's hearts. The six Martial Kings felt that they were a little weaker in the face of such a huge monster, and their little courage almost disappeared.

Gee.
Lin Xiaoqiang sighed in the sky, and asked Song Wanhua via voice transmission: "How long will it take to get ready?"

"About 20 seconds."

Song Wanhua's calm voice reached his ears, Lin Xiaoqiang heaved a sigh of relief, looked down at the old god who was still roaring, and Wan Jian Guizong began to gather again.

Only half of the spiritual power stored in his body was left, and the emptiness of greatly losing spiritual power invaded his nerves, giving him the urge to sit down cross-legged immediately to recover his spiritual power.

This feeling of emptiness is like being hungry, only not very hungry, but enough to disturb the mind and make people unable to concentrate.

Temporarily suppressing this feeling of emptiness, Lin Xiaoqiang concentrated on preparing for Wanjian Guizong. Although this can be done without conscious leadership, the speed of the long sword will be doubled under the conscious leadership.

In order to achieve the best coordination effect with Song Wanhua, Lin Xiaoqiang put most of his attention on Wan Jian Guizong, and only a small part of his mind paid attention to the old god below.

The body that was shaved off in half seemed to have done a lot of damage to the old god. The exposed flesh and blood twitched like an earthworm, and some tentacles began to grow.

Noticing this, Lin Xiaoqiang hurriedly sent a voice transmission to the remaining six people who were in a daze, asking them to cut off all the tentacles with granulation.

Once that thing grows, I'm afraid it will be wiped out immediately.

Startled by Lin Xiaoqiang's statement, the six-member team immediately took action.

Even if the sarcoma in front of them was really disgusting, they still squeezed their noses and went on it, each with as much disgust as they wanted.

If he could kill monsters with his eyes, the old god in front of him would have died more than ten times already.

The six of them vented their almost condensed anger on the Old God, and once they found the granulation, various magic weapons, moves, and martial arts, they greeted them.

With the hindrance of the six people, the recovery speed of the tentacles of the old god dropped again, but even if it was cut in half, the old god couldn't be directly suppressed by six people.

Some tentacles at the four corners still grew tenaciously.

With one longer tentacle, the rest of the tentacle grew wildly in a blink of an eye as if they had received an order. Even if six people cut it off frantically, they couldn't suppress it at such an exaggerated speed.

After the first tentacle was formed, it exuded a demagogic power.

The old gods have different bewitching languages ​​for everyone's heart.

For example, the eldest among the six, the voice he heard was throwing himself into the arms of the old gods in exchange for greater power.

No one is perfect, and everyone has desires in their hearts, and the spiritual attack of the old gods is the power to magnify this desire a hundred times, and warriors who are not in a good mood have no defense power.

When Lin Xiaoqiang sensed such bewitching words, he sent voice transmissions to the six people at the same time, telling them to stay away from the old god, but it was still a few seconds behind.

Four of the six left, while the other two looked at Lin Xiaoqiang's figure hesitantly, as if wondering who was the correct voice in their hearts.

The two remaining, one is the boss and the other is the sixth, both of them are very obsessed with power, and they are human beings who have become a mystery in power. After being bewitched by the old gods, they can no longer tell which side This is my own voice.

In particular, Lin Xiaoqiang also transmitted the sound to them, and there was a third-party voice in his heart, which made it even more difficult for them to distinguish.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Xiaoqiang did not hesitate to cover the two of them with his spiritual fire, so as to isolate the bewitching power of the old god.

The figures of the two paused in the air, and then fell straight down. Although they regained their clarity temporarily, the bewitching power had penetrated deep into their hearts, but no one knew it.

As soon as the two of them left the range of the old god, Song Wanhua's freeze attached to it without hesitation, and the white frosty breath rushed towards the old god, the cloud-like hoarfrost was even wider than the current old god's. point.

The condensation sound that can be heard by the ears resounds through the sky and the earth, and the sound of clicking is so pleasant.

In less than five seconds, the old god with a width of about 60 meters was frozen again. This time, Song Wanhua kept her hand and did not directly freeze it to the extreme low temperature, but controlled it to a just right temperature.

It was just suitable for the long sword to cut the body of the old god, neither soft nor hard enough to hinder the recovery of the old god, but it did not directly freeze his flesh and blood to death.

One second after the old god was frozen as a whole, the torrent of long swords formed by Wan Jian Guizong swooped down from the air.

The six people saw it in their eyes, and a poem came out in unison in their hearts: It is suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days.

The full version of Wan Jian Guizong has a total of [-] Qinglong Swords II, each of which has the power of a king-level weapon and exudes the same momentum and brilliance.

The cyan torrent washed the body of the old god. The body more than [-] meters wide, under the attack of more than [-] long swords, once again flew out countless thin debris like cicada wings, which fell to the ground one by one like snowflakes. , stacked a thick layer.

The frozen Old God couldn't let out a roar, but looking at the desperately wriggling body, it was obvious that it must be in a state of extreme madness.

Seeing that his attack went so smoothly, Lin Xiaoqiang heaved a sigh of relief but at the same time raised his breath.

Is this old god an existence that can be killed so easily?

Although there are many doubts in my heart, at least it seems to be the case now.

The body of the old god is constantly shrinking, and the power of the second version of the Azure Dragon Sword is also constantly weakening. If no piece is cut off, the power on the sword will become weaker. After four or five times, the second version of the Azure Dragon Sword will begin to disappear. .

The density of the sword array gradually decreased, gradually became thinner, and more and more gaps appeared, but the old god still had a body less than ten meters wide.

After being cut into this size, Lin Xiaoqiang didn't find any strange structure in it. Except for the muscles, bones and flesh, even the tail disappeared, and the stomach that swallowed Lin Xiaoqiang before was not exposed.

Finally, when the last long sword split the last lump of sarcoma in two, both sides disappeared at the same time.

The thin slice cut out of the body of the old god has an extremely thick layer on the ground.

(End of this chapter)