Thunderbolt of the End of the World

"Chou Tianjian's future style!"

Because of the previous use of extreme moves, the future Zai Yuan Gong is less than seven layers at this time, and with the suppression of 11 sword arrays, he can exert only five layers of skills.

"Stop Geliu. Xingliu!"

Quezhou flew up, the sword qi galloped into the meteor, countless sword shadows whistled, and hundreds of sword qi came from all directions.

Trying to block the first wave of offensive, the future slaughter knows that he will lose after a long battle, and he wants to find the position of the formation, and defend and retreat.

Relying on the immortal body, after being injured more than ten times, the future slaughter finally found a strange place in the sword array.

"It's not enough to want to deal with the future slaughter."

Peeping through the eyes of the formation, the future slaughterer stepped on the nine palaces, was wounded and escaped from the shadow of the sword, and immediately raised his palm.

"Break out!"

With a loud shout, the palm of the future prince fell, and the ground collapsed into a huge crack!

"Boom~Whoosh whoosh~"

After the shock, it was not the way of life that entered the eyes, but... the sword qi of life, when the shock was uncertain, the future slaughter could not dodge in time, and suddenly a sharp blade pierced his body.

"Ah~ Zhong Ji, despicable!"

The blood splattered, and although it was restored by the immortal body, the evil essence in the future slaughtered body was even more depleted, and the miscalculations were successively made, and the future slaughtered was furious.

"This mere sword formation can take your stupid life. Stop Geliu. Moon Mark!"

A series of close handovers, subtle moves, and mysterious styles left the audience dumbfounded and unbelievable.

"Wow, the senior Quzhou is so amazing, the future slaughter is completely at a disadvantage." Seeing the future slaughter's body covered in blood, he couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration.

Bei Chuang Fulong noticed that the future slaughterer's injury had healed in a blink of an eye, and frowned secretly: "The future slaughterer's physique is different. After being so badly injured, he can continue to fight. It's really hard to deal with!"

"He can't hold on for long, his ability to recover is gradually weakening." Da Hongpao said coldly, although he and the future slaughter's brothers, but they are in the same situation, only hatred.

Within the sword formation, the sword palms were handed over, and the future slaughter was wounded again and vomited blood.

"This swordsmanship, this move, can actually restrain my evil essence. If I continue like this, I will die without a doubt, and I must gamble!" The future slaughter was sure in his heart, he decided to gamble his life, and instantly gathered the evil essence he used, and then lucked out. trick, however...

Missing the boat is a step faster.

"It's over! Stop Geliu. Die!"

Quezhou raised his sword to the sky, gathered the majestic sword qi, and slashed down with one sword, hundreds of sword qi swayed out, attacking the future slaughter. superior.

"Ah~"

At the moment of passing by, the arrogant sword qi broke through the evil power of the demon body, and the future slaughter was pierced by countless sword qi, leaving shocking scars.

The body of the future slaughter kept trembling, trembling, his eyes were unwilling, and he even brought hatred. Even his inextinguishable body became dilapidated after a battle. The scars with holy energy continued to spread, and the body of evil spirits A little bit of starlight gradually dissipated.

"Hate~"

With an unwilling roar, the slaughter of the future exploded with a bang, with an unworldly foundation, grand ambitions and dominance, like broken glass scales, scattered all over the world, a sigh of resentment, but it turned into a clear wind and clouds, dissipated invisible, can't help asking: The long-awaited future is on the road. , has there ever been such a scene!

Quezhou walked out of the dilapidated Abandoned Dragon Nine Vessels, Fulong, Dahongpao and others greeted him.

"Senior Quzhou, I thank you for the Reclining Buddha!"

Fulong bowed to Quezhou and bowed sincerely. If Quezhou and Yifan did not take action today, I am afraid that not only will the revenge of the reclining Buddha be difficult to avenge, but even they will not be able to escape.

Da Hongpao, the ancestor of the evil sea Flood Dragon, who had his life hanging in the balance, also bowed to Quezhou.

"There's no need to do this. Eliminate evil and promote good deeds." Quezhou waved his hand, looked at the corpse of the reclining Buddha, and said, "Bring the corpse of the Buddhist friend back to burial!"

"Reclining Buddha, hey!"

Da Hong Pao looked at the peaceful appearance of the reclining Buddha, and felt another pain in his heart.

Just as everyone was about to leave the Abandoned Dragon Nine Veins, the variables regenerated.

"Jingling Bell~Tata~Tata~"

Suddenly, the wind whistled, and the strange bells and the heavy stomping on the ground sounded.

The paper was flying, and two strange figures slowly appeared. One was a rotten zombie wearing a different outfit, jumping with both feet, and the other was a terrifying red-clothed ghost child holding a strange wooden shrine, like a ghost.

"Mo Liantian's longevity doesn't turn into bones, why did the corpse ever enter Huangquan!" The zombie's disembodied corpse did not turn into bones and strode away to block Quzhou and the others.

"It's you!"

North Window Fulong obviously recognized the person who came. On the same day, he took Taishi Hou's body and treated him for his injuries. The righteousness and evil are unknown.

Quezhou looked at the two of them, full of holy energy, no resentment from the soul-receiving curse and the corpse did not turn into bones, and felt a faint threat of death, revealing a look of surprise.

Missing the boat, I looked at the two Huangquan leads with interest. The "Thunderbolt" plane is very different, Buddha, fairy, saint, evil spirit, ghost, demon, god, devil, zombie, evil spirit, elves, monsters, foreigners Stars, vampires have everything, it seems to be a combination of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign myths and ghosts.

Some are non-aggression, and some are life-and-death.

The zombies and ghost dolls in front of them should be the so-called Huangquan entrants.

Huang Quan's lead is a victim of the game of death, and there is no reincarnation of life and death. He is neither a ghost nor a ghost. To a certain extent, he is also immortal. Ordinary warriors cannot kill him.

The corpse does not turn into bones and the soul collection curse has no complaints. One collects the corpse and the other collects the soul. The purpose is to pursue the whereabouts of the enemy, the god of death. As for collecting the corpse and collecting the soul, although Quzhou still doesn't quite understand its intention, but if you think about it, it is nothing more than promotion. Strength, prepare for the fight against death.

The soul-receiving curse remained silent, but opened the strange wooden niche. After opening it, a name was written in the wooden niche.