Chapter 37; Death

Thousands of spiritual "bats" that can explode, led by a bloody Buddha holding a ring knife, picked up infinite flames and slammed at the cannibals.

This is an all-out attack that condenses Madhiri, Donghuangyi and Deng Hui.

Because of swallowing the elixir, and the three of them have used some kind of life-consuming method of life-fighting. The power contained in each of these three killing moves has the effect of a strong man in the Holy Land. Even Madhiri, who looks elegant in appearance, may have been beaten out of real fire and will do his best. , as if immortal.

Standing high in the sky, the ogre looked contemptuously at the gradually flying attack. At this time, its body was dirty and looked embarrassed, but it was flying, holding a half-meter-long bone spear in his hand, as if it reappeared the great prestige of the twelve kings of the underworld, and was not moved by the three strong men' full blow at all. Shake, and even, don't even pay attention to the demon disaster in the eight directions of the sky.

"Ant! The humble ants let you taste what is power and what is truly incomparable power.

Roared crazily, and the attached heart on his body squirmed quickly. In its hand, the inconspicuous bone spear burst out a kind of rage that dominated the world. Under the gentle stab, a strong air was like an electric light cold star, like a volcanic eruption, indestructively hit the blood Buddha's chest condensed by the blood Buddha emperor, only Hearing a painful howling, the blood Buddha turned into a flowing Firefly and spread out. Then, the strength suddenly dispersed and turned into a series of spear shadows. The spear shadows were like frost all over the sky. Clicked on the spiritual power "bats" summoned by Madhealy without any fluctuation. Those bats were swept away in an in an flash, and the skylight set by Deng Hui also disappeared under a blow.

Puff!

Puff!

Puff!

With one move to defeat the enemy, the heart-eating demon laughed wildly and held the bone spear like a demon god.

Madheli and the three of them spit out a mouthful of blood, and their bodies flew backwards. Only after knocking down several mountains can they stabilize their bodies. Except for the strong Madheli who broke through the ground and continued to struggle to die, Deng Hui and the Eastern Emperor looked at each other in the gravel and smiled bitterly. They don't even have the strength to move their fingers now. Yes, the blow just now was really shocking, and they had no room to fight back at all.

"Haha, the bone of the candle dragon, Han Bai, I want to thank you. If it hadn't been for your move to put me on the edge of life and death, I wouldn't have sacrificed the bone of the candle dragon."

Holding the bone spear in his hand, he looked mocking at Han Bai, who stood side by side with the cockroach Xiaoming in the air.

Previously, Zhuang Yi's nine thunder bombardment was the most taboo killing move, but compared with the candle dragon bone in his hand at this time, it was willing to exchange it for the dead silent spring.

"Han Bai, you didn't expect how powerful the candle dragon bone was. Maybe you haven't heard of the origin of the candle dragon, but I can tell you that ten dead quiet springs are not comparable to the value of the candle dragon bone. Because it is the essence of the first generation of the supreme of the evil star, the bone of this candle dragon is in my hand. A hundred years later, I will devour the spirit of the candle dragon, give birth to the breath of candle nine yin, and kill back the evil star. The evil fog, one of the three lords, will immediately submit to this supreme. At that time, one-third of the power of the evil dragon will be captured, and I will counterattack the underworld and achieve Mingjun is just around the corner!"

Immersed in the crazy reverie, Han Bai also noticed the abnormality of Sila at this time. It seemed that the power of Sila is much stronger than before. According to reason, even if the 800-li thunderstorm just now can't kill it, it can be seriously injured, but it is so short. The time did not rely on the dead quiet spring to restore his strength. Han Bai's heart suddenly appeared, but he was more concerned about pulling the bone spear called "Candle Dragon Bone" in his hand.

"Why do you have the candle dragon bone of the abyss bat king?"

"Haha, the injured bat is just a jumping clown. If it hadn't escaped and couldn't even take care of the bone of the candle dragon, I might have really died tragically in your hands. Huh? Since you have subdued the dead and silent spring of my master, I will kill your wisdom and disintegrate and integrate it into your body, which also saves the hard work of re-sacrifice and practicing the quiet spring.

At this time, Sila also found that Han Bai had integrated its precious and silent spring. He was annoyed and angry, and did not talk nonsense. He picked up the bone spurs in his hand and stabbed Han Bai fiercely.

At the same time, on the sky, the earth demon disaster in all directions has been full. Perhaps with the help of the breath of the candle dragon bone, the evil eight-way demon disaster did not attack. The earthy whirlpool turned into a huge mountain peak and beat Han Bai and cockroach Xiaoming together to form a watch with the bone of the candle dragon. In this blow, even the triple master of the Holy Land will die.

"Xiao Ming, are you afraid!"

"Don't be afraid to trust the boss, Xiaoming has no regrets in this life!"

"Okay, Xiao Ming, I have something to say to you."

"What?"

"You are my brother!"

Han Bai and Cockroach Xiaoming asked and answered. Suddenly, Han Bai turned his head and looked at the cockroach Xiaoming with a smile. When he heard the sentence "brother", the cockroach Xiaoming felt that his heart was deeply touched. Suddenly, his body was hit hard and bounced far away, and its spiritual power was swallowed up by a stronger spiritual power. , his mind is blurred, and his soul seems to be detached. He can only look at Han Bai's back farther and farther away from him. From today on, the cockroach Xiaoming knows that it has lost a very important thing. As for what it is, it does not know. It is now mentally dull and does not have its own value at all.

"Brother! You know what this word means to Han Bai. Xiaoming, I hope you can live better without my fetters, protect Bingyan, and go to the Western European Union to find Feiya to help her complete the family revival and welcome a small new life. I believe you can do it. Don't let me down, Xiaoming, my brother..."

The cockroach Xiaoming, which was getting farther and farther away under Han Baichao, smiled. At this time, after cutting off the soul redemption contract between him, Han Bai's spirit was in a trance, but instead, after devouring a trace of breath on the cockroach Xiaoming, the target of the eight-way demon disaster shifted to it, integrating the strong blow of the candle dragon. Han Baixin The spirit returned to the peak, and the body was full of vigorousness. Under this pressure, the dead and quiet spring began to completely integrate into Han Bai's body. The sky was seamless. The Yinlei devouring cockroach Xiaoming first began to share the vitality again. Mu Lei was nourished by the quiet spring and became strong. Han Bai's strength was unprecedentedly improved. Wind It is the peak of the supernatural and semi-sacred power, and it is only one step away from understanding the laws of the field. What is more frightening is Han Bai's ancient martial arts cultivation. For the first time, Han Bai felt the sublimation of the sky in his body. Unlike the true gasification, the real Ganghuayuan is a kind of concentration. The strong man who has been refined to this level is as hard as steel, and his mind is softer than water. The field can be directly destroyed by one force, which is the dream of ancient martial artists. However, for thousands of years, most of the ancient martial arts strongmen who can condense their vitality are like hourglass quicksand. Most of them have been wandering on the true strength for one or two hundred years, and they will not take that mysterious step until they die.

When the real viscous in the body is as thick as water, stirring in the limbs and bones to give birth to another kind of energy, Han Bai knew that he had broken through at this critical moment. Although only a small part of the body was converted into vitality, he did not reach the real realm of Huayuan, but only this trace The vitality led him into a new palace. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Han Bai survives this time, it is only a matter of time before he achieves the realm of Huayuan. Maybe ten days or half a month, when he compresses his whole body according to the transformed vitality, he will immediately become a master of the holy realm among the ancient martial artists.

It seems that Han Bai's breakthrough, and the last thing he wants to accept is that Han Bai, who has devoured the silent spring, must be killed. Although he has the bones of the candle dragon, it is only a matter of time before hegemony is cultivated, it is difficult to realize that it has a murderous heart. At that time, if you want to save the power, the dead and quiet spring cannot be lost. If you lose it, you will not be able to see the sun again in the next hundred years.

Thinking of this, the pull injected the strength of its whole body into the bone of the candle dragon. This time, it held the mentality of desperate. Either Han Bai died or it died. Under the load of this tragic breath, the candle dragon bone soared again, and the flight trajectory turned into a long rainbow, locking in Han Bai's breath, and the sharp spearhead steadily turned to Han The white head is stabbed.