Thunderbolt of the End of the World

"Kill it~"

A group of demon horns from the Fire House and Buddha Prison roared and rushed up, but Mr. Ji Dao was also a master of the top innate realm. How could a group of demon horns be able to overcome, folding fans and dancing, flying sand and rocks in an instant, and then the rocks collapsed Yun Jingtao cracked the shore, and when he raised his hands and laughed, he rolled up a thousand piles of snow.

Mr. Ji Dao did not like the vulgar people in the Huo Zhai Buddhist Prison. Although he knew that he was hard to beat, he did not intend to back down.

The Lord of Cursing watched that dozens of Buddhist prison soldiers had died in a short period of time, and was about to take action when the Marquis of Triumph on the side said: "King, I can leave this battle to me."

Marquis Kaixuan had a lot of friendship with Master Fengyou and Mr. Jidao when he was in distress, but now his position is different. Marquis Kaixuan knew that a battle was inevitable today, and he took the initiative to ask Curse World Lord to fight.

"Go!" The Lord of the Cursed World readily agreed, and the people in the surrounding Fire House Buddha Prison saw this and immediately backed away.

"You are... the master of Fu Ying Zhai."

Mr. Jidao looked at the Marquis of Triumph who stepped forward, hesitant. There is still a big difference between Marquis of Triumph and Master Fuyingzhai, and Mr. Jidao is not entirely sure.

Looking at his former friend, Marquis Kaixuan seemed to sigh with emotion: "Mr. Jidao, it's been a long time, if you back down now, depending on the relationship in the past, I can ask Wang for mercy and let you go."

"Hmph, I can't afford it, please!" Hearing the words of Marquis Kaixuan, Mr. Jidao had already confirmed the identity of the other party, and the words were already separated, and the intimacy was no longer in the past.

It is not unusual for a former friend to be an enemy today, in a difficult situation. Since there is nothing to say, then the battle will end.

Going beyond the extreme speed of battle, the Evil Palm of the Marquis of Triumph swayed freely, evoking the soul, and Mr. Ji Dao used his softness to overcome his strength and restrained each other.

"Nine cherry blossoms are falling!"

The Marquis of Triumph waved his palms for transportation, his body was full of green infuriating swirls, turned into thousands of fallen cherry blossoms, and shot out.

"Xuemei Hidden Feather!"

Mr. Ji Dao's folding fan flew, and a pair of white wings appeared behind him. They were holy and noble. The wings were scattered, and they collided with the galloping evil cherry blossoms, making a golden sound.

After all, Mr. Ji Dao was not a warrior. He fought several times and gradually fell behind. The Marquis of Triumph had already seen the flaws, his hands were condensed, and he broke the move in one fell swoop.

"Celestial Silver Snow!"

"The Scroll of Cracks. The First Form. The Mystery of Crack Universe!"

As soon as he drank it in a deep voice, the ultimate move appeared. When the Marquis of Triumph waved his hand, the majestic energy whistled like a sea, the vast power shattered the sky and the ground, and the flying snow all over his eyes suddenly became clear, and Mr. Ji Dao was severely injured.

Crazy killing move, slashing across the sky, Mr. Jidao vomited blood and flew, suddenly felt a gentle force coming from his back, when Mr. Jidao was surprised, he turned around and looked, and in front of him was the thousand-year-old god of war in the dead country—— Asura!

Asura fell to the ground holding Mr. Jidao, and Mr. Jidao looked at Asura wearing a wolf-head mask: "Could it be that this is called a hero saving... a hero?"

"Well, are you a man?"

(⊙_⊙) Asura had a ghostly expression. He was originally ordered by the Heavenly One to go to the Heavenly Capital to invite Chenxi, the daughter of the gods, to return to the dead country. As a result, halfway through, he felt the battle fluctuations coming from Xiaolongju. If you feel it, come and have a look...  

As a result, I happened to see the scene where Mr. Jidao was sent flying by the Marquis of Triumph.

As a thousand-year-old single Wang, Asura still yearns for a love story. When he saw Mr. Ji Dao, he was moved, so he came to a hero to save the beauty, but he didn't want the man who made his heart turn out to be a man. yes, man...

Asura seemed to hear the voice of a broken heart!

"Farewell."

Asura put down Mr. Jidao, turned around in a dashing manner, and prepared to find a corner to be quiet.

But the curse world master did not let Asura mean, and said coldly: "If you want to come, you can go, if you want to leave, you can't take my fire house Buddha prison in your eyes!"

As a high-ranking person, face is still important, and being so ignored by others, the Lord of the World feels that he should find a sense of existence.

Asura was originally in a very unhappy mood, and when he heard the words, he was shocked: "The war is ruthless, you can't bear it!"

"Oh~"

The Lord of the World is also not a talkative person. When he first arrived, he has never heard of the name of Asura, so naturally he will not be scared off by a few words.

The God of War of the Clan, the King of Buddha and Prison, two people from different worlds, today will decide the real strong in the difficult situation.

"Dark Evil Fire!"

1.3 "Dark Burst!"

The two powers confront each other, and the spirits are in all directions. One is the legend of the dead country for thousands of years, and the other is the highest representative of the Buddha Prison.

With a tentative move, and a preliminary understanding of what the opponent can do, the Curse World Master couldn't help but feel shocked. He felt that the opponent's strength was actually higher than him, and immediately started to "Jumang".

At the same time, Asura also took out the "War Fire", and today he felt that he needed to vent.

"God's Wrath!"

"Curse Lin Xue Sen!"

The flames of war attacked him, and the cursed world master turned his hand "Jumang" and stabbed the ground, and the evil power penetrated the ground, flying up from the ground like a rattan.

"War is ruthless!"

Asura drank coldly, the "war" changed, turned into a guard state, blocked the evil power of the curse world, and then stepped on the ground, stepping out a big hole, the whole person turned into a lightning, and the fist of the casserole faced it. The duck egg head of the curse world is a heavy punch. .

Chapter [-] Fulfilled

Xiaolong Residence.

The mountain wind was blazing, the shadows galloped fast, the evil flames collided with the flames of war, the double swords of the cursed world pierced through the void with lightning speed, the swords were staggered, and Asura's "war fire" was fierce, like a fierce beast, the battle between the gods and the explosion. beeps continuously.

The strong energy raged in all directions, and the Marquis of Triumph, Mr. Jidao and others could not help but retreat ten miles. The entire Xiaolong Residence was turned upside down by the aftermath of the battle, and all the houses and facilities suffered. Seeing that Mr. Jidao was distressed and bleeding, but there was nothing he could do!

"Boom~"