Archfiend Chapter 641: : The Terrace of the Holy Sword (2)
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Zhao Ziqi looked down in amazement: "This is the guard you talked about first?"
Angel thought for a while: "This is obviously Gu Xiu's place. It's impossible to just lay out a guard at the archduke level?"
Andre looked at her with a "stupid woman" gaze, and said bluntly: "Stupid, how many years have passed here to activate the spirit stone of alchemy creatures, and the instrument is still working. This is a miracle. [Love ↑Go to △Small↓Speak △NetWwW.AiQu]"
A murderous aura emerged from Angel.
Andre pushed his glasses: "You should learn from your man more."
So Angel's murderous spirit dissipated.
In the field, the tip of the needle is already facing the wheat. The fish intestines erupted with a pressure that was completely different from the weapons in the hands of other princes, and even the European and American holy swords were suppressed.
Leave a piece of golden glow alone.
"This is..." Scolis squinted and looked at the trembling hand.
It's not his hand shaking, it's his magic weapon.
His magic weapon... actually wailing!
"What a powerful magic weapon!" His eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at the fish intestines in Xu Yangyi's hand very greedily.
"So strong!" Savidian VI, the two swords in his hands buzzed, they were overwhelming, and he did not expect that the sleeping fish intestines would be provoked by the European and American holy swords. An unprecedented power broke out!
This bastard...
This bastard!
This is the plain sword in his hand? !
Why...why is the opportunity so good now...this kind of change has happened again! ?
Thinking of the scene where Savidien VII was killed, his heart throbbed. What if he is rude to you? What if he is occasionally arrogant?
That's the child of my VI. You, a marquis, dare to do something with him!
Even if you hit your left cheek, you have to stretch your right cheek over!
Full of bitterness, now, this **** has actually walked to the same position as him, and... he has an intuition that he... I am afraid that he is not this miscellaneous opponent.
"No... he must be killed, his aptitude is too terrifying, otherwise... the Lord will never have the chance to kill him again!"
Strong.
Very strong!
All the princes on the scene retreated ten meters away from Xu Yangyi, with greedy eyes and vigilance, looking at this suddenly brilliant treasure.
"Choke!"
The fish intestine moved lightly and fell into Xu Yangyi's hand. Wherever he held it, a vigorous fighting spirit poured out from his heart. He lifted the sword and said in a deep voice: "Fish intestines."
"Teacher waiting."
Silence.
The alchemy puppet also seemed to be stunned. Then, one of the last two swords, a puppet wearing an ancient European helmet and blinded one eye, stood up: "He, give it to me."
"Buzzing!!!" At the same time, the Mistedin in his hand also burst out with golden light!
Holy sword, divine sword!
The sword of Odin, Mistertine!
"Kill!!!" All the princes roared, and eight silhouettes rushed up.
Silent silence, the surface rumbling on the opposite side, the legendary eight holy swords, with a biting cold light, rushed forward.
"Dang!!" Sixteen weapons were handed over together. The next second, fifteen magic weapons burst into a different light.
Supernatural powers broke out!
The real grand prince fights the magic weapon and his own foundation, and the magical power is second, because any magic weapon can carry the magical powers, and there are also natal magical powers.
"Holy Punishment!!!" Lawrence was suspended in the air, his hair and beard were wide, and his white priesthood robe made him extremely holy in a golden light. Following his roar, the sky... countless pure white apertures were in full bloom.
In an instant, countless white daggers stabbed from the aperture, and the void wherever they passed became a spiritual realm of holy light. With a radius of thousands of meters, everything is a piece of holy white.
The Grand Duke shot with all his might, and his power was thousands of meters at every turn. In the later stage, 3,000 meters is not uncommon. The majestic spiritual power that can cause natural disasters is now imprisoned in this 500-meter-long arena. Suddenly, layers of turtles on the ground crack.
He met Perseus. At the same time as the Infinite Sacred Sword fell, a phantom of a human head suddenly appeared on Perseus's sword.
"Medusa's gaze." A rigid voice sounded, and a dead gray light appeared like a storm around him. Wherever it passed, all the holy swords of the aura turned into stones, and they fell to the ground "bang-bang-bang". Go to Lawrence.
"Angel's barrier!"
Harper.
The sword of slaying Medusa.
"Boom!" In mid-air, pure white and dead ashes mixed into a bright light curtain, a complex color within 500 meters. After the light, the void in front of Lawrence suddenly cracked the spider web pattern, and a piece of white gold turned into a stone and fell.
However, it did not stop. Lawrence behind the light, holding the holy whip in both hands, chanting blessings: "We thank and praise you, you are incarnate for loving us, for saving us from sin and judgment..."
As he chanted in a low voice, countless golden lights flashed on the holy whip, and each of them looked like a giant sword, and even ploughed a radius of five hundred meters. The golden light passed by, everything became flying. gray.
"God is angry!"
On the other side, Savidien VI was in the shadows, and his opponent was the famous Beowulf. The first hero of Norse mythology! And beside the opponent, there was already a shadow, covering fifty meters.
Countless black shadow hands spread from the opponent's feet, grabbing the feet of Beowulf's puppet, and in a vast ocean of shadows, pure white ghosts appeared. In an instant, hundreds of swords splicing sound came from its side. However, every time he collided, endless sea shadows rose up beside him, swept away all attacks.
Beowulf is like a rock in the river, not moving like a mountain. Holding the giant's sword in both hands, a pure blue light became more and more concentrated.
The sword of giants, the sword of slaying the Kraken.
The endless ghosts, condensed into a spear, stabs wildly in the hands of Skorius. Every time it stabs, it brings up howls, but his opponent only has the hilt! Can't see the sword!
The sword in the stone, the invisible sword!
"Boom!" The wraith spirit dies out and rebirth again and again, Skorius laughs like crazy, the flesh and blood on his face has begun to fall off quickly.
The body of the undead!
Every grand prince took out their housekeeping skills, the huge wind blade, and the flaming phoenix, turning a 500-meter radius into a **** of death. Even the three Angels watching the battle from above, were shocked by the fierce battle below.
"Dang!" Only Xu Yangyi is here, without any magical powers.
The other party has no magical powers either.
In Odin's battle with people, neither side used magical powers.
"What's wrong? Mortal."
"This is the power you want to challenge the guardian of the first level of the Tower of Babel?"
"Weak and terrible."
"Boom!!" Odin suddenly raised his hand and cut down with a sword. Xu Yangyi immediately flew away. Where he was originally, a crack of tens of meters deep, several meters deep, suddenly appeared.
The Odin puppet turned around indifferently, Misted in his hand trembling slightly, and provocatively let out a loud sword sound at the fish intestine. Xu Yangyi was silent. Just now, they had handed over a dozen swords. However, the opponent's strength was terrifying. And...
Don't eat the pro word formula!
Don't eat Baishichun!
He opened the Linzi Jue immediately, and Bai Shichun triggered it twice. However, completely immune.
Puppets are not afraid of these things.
Moreover, the opponent's sword is very strange. He felt that Mistedin, the legendary sword of the **** Lord Odin, it...like the Linzi Jue, it has its own domain.
"Are you thinking about Mistedin's field? A mortal?" Odin screamed, and said rigidly: "I can tell you."
"It's called'Shenwei,' the target that Mistedin locked and cannot dodge. The scars cannot be healed, and any form of aura recovery from the opponent is forbidden. Once hit, it will lead the opponent into eternal purgatory. And, every time Attack, Mistedin will absorb the other party’s spiritual power."
"Mortal, you...There is no way to escape."
Fuck!
Cheating!
Xu Yangyi's heart burst into flames. Is this kind of bug-like weapon really artificial?
"This is only part of its power. It comes with a magical power. Twilight of the gods. How powerful..." The puppet paused, and said without emotion, "It is enough to crush the entire arena sealed by my deity. "
As soon as the voice fell, Xu Yangyi's body had already turned into a flash of lightning.
Okay.
Very good!
Since the frontal effort, the exquisite spelling style is absolutely useless under absolute locking, then...
Everyone, let's do magical powers!
"Boom..." In the process of flying by, the fish intestines have become a piece of red, and a red fire dragon is branded on it, exuding more powerful spiritual power than Shifang Karma.
Although the fish intestines in this seat are still sleeping.
It is still one of China's top ten holy swords!
Let’s let you, the Nordic god, see, the fish sausage carrying magical powers will never be inferior to your Mistedin!
"Ten Fang Purgatory!"
"Boom!" Karma, the force that promotes the continuation of life. Karma is the power to burn life.
The scarlet fire dragon roared out, wherever it passed, there was no damage on the ground, while the stone-carved beard on the face of Odin on the opposite side was creaking in Kaka.
Not against it.
It's the spirit stone in the body! Form the core of his life!
"Very well, mortal." Misteden was held by both hands, a azure blue aura exploded, and then, it exploded hundreds of meters.
The temperature dropped rapidly, and it was clear that slices of ice flowers were spinning around Odin, and when Shifang Karma was surrounding the opponent, they all turned into a sea of ice.
"I am the Lord of Northern Europe, in charge of the power of the major elements. The power of a mortal cannot hurt me at all."
Mistedin lifted up, and Odin's eyes shone brightly: "Then, prepare to see the power of the incarnation of the gods."
"Boom!!" Endless spiritual power ~IndoMTL.com~ burst out from the long sword. This is not a fixed aura, but...
The Five Elements Spiritual Power!
The sharpness of gold, the thickness of earth, the vigor of wood, the scorching heat of fire, and the softness of water.
Mixed together, they formed an indescribable and irresistible pressure!
"Odin's Fury!"
"The fifth eclipse of the apocalypse!!" Without hesitation, Xu Yangyi had no thoughts of shrinking.
Quit?
Where to go?
The momentum of charge, there is no retreat!
Only by breaking the first guard can you go to the place of your true life!
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