Chapter 14 Each God passes through the dead end

Xiaohong's body, who fell to death, was blurred for a while, and the two figures appeared beside him, which were his two external incarnations. The two splits were below him, kicking fiercely, and the falling body rushed up like a cannonball.

"Bang!"

Xiaohong's hand grabbed the edge of the dead end and looked at the sea of magma below, and fear spread to his not handsome face. But the scene just now came to my mind.

Relying on the magic power of the shadow dance, Xiaohong escaped the disaster, and at the same time, he also saw a small black spot in the endless void in the distance. That's the end.

The catharsis of thunder seems to be endless. Countless electric tongues shoot and dance wildly, like a mad demon. At the moment of falling, Xiaohong saw all kinds of colors shining on the road to death, which was colorful and beautiful. These lights are the last light in their lives.

The first thing Xiaohong saw was Tu Shankuizhi. He roared, and the boundless evil spirit suddenly gushed out, like a volcano that had been silent for ten thousand years, erupted in an instant. The shackles of gravity were almost nothing for him. He wanted to save Xiaohong, but he found that he could not protect himself. He roared unwillingly, turned into a sharp sword and rushed forward. But the thunder is too dense, and the dead end is too narrow.

"The shadow of the fox!"

Tu Shankuizhi turned into a heavenly fox, and the white fur flowed a faint purple-red streamer, and the purple-red streamer was evil. Only Xiaohong knew that Tu Shankuizhi's body was a heavenly fox. Sky Fox is famous for its ghosts among the fierce beasts, and their footwork can rank in the top ten among the fierce beasts. Moreover, Tianhu is not an ordinary fox. They are the king of foxes, just like the red flame golden phoenix is the emperor of the fierce beast family.

"Wh!" "Whew!" Wheops!"

Tu Shankuizhi, who turned into a body, was like a teleportation on the road to death, constantly changing his figure to avoid the purple thunder in the sky. At this time, Xiaohong just fell to his lowest point, and two external incarnations appeared.

"Brother Tu, no!" Xiaohong roared and kicked him outside the two bodies. He saw a thunderbolt in front of him hit Tu Shankuizhi, and the latter could no longer dodge at this time. All roads have been sealed, and it is too late to imagine Xiaohong jumping into the sea of magma like this.

With a trace of unwilling shouting, Tu Shankuizhi died tragically under the thunder and instantly turned into nothingness, leaving no scum. At this time, Xiaohong's body began to rise. It was not that he didn't want to fly, but that he could not fly in this space.

Xiaohong, who began to rise, constantly witnessed the death of everyone. The colorful light was gorgeous and brilliant, which was the light of life.

A sword light is so dazzling in all the light that Daolong's body is like a flying sword, and the purple sword light and the purple thunder seem to be integrated. Like a wandering dragon, Daolong kept swimming in the dense electric tongue. With a very exquisite footwork, Xiaohong can feel a wave of law, which is a magic power. Everyone has his own opportunity, and Daolong also has his opportunity, because Xuantianzong is famous for sword practitioners and Leifa. As for footwork, there is no divine level. Therefore, Xiaohong judged that Daolong had his own opportunity.

There is more than one wave of thunder. And it is more and more dense. Xiaohong escaped the first wave after falling to death, while Daolong and others are now facing the second wave of thunder, and Tu Shankuizhi died in the catharsis of this wave of thunder. Relying on the magic of walking, Daolong kept swimming on the dead road, but the good times were not long and there was no suspense. The Thunder Net enveloped Daolong and instantly turned into flying ashes.

"Brother!" Xiaohong's sad cry. At this time, he was less than 70 meters away from the dead.

It was Damao that was killed by Tianlei before Daolong. This Mokong Master's most talented disciple has reached a very profound understanding of the Great Sun Buddha Mantra. With the protection of the golden body transformed by the Buddha's curse, he can resist two or three thunderstorms, which is very horrible. No wonder people say that Xuantian Sect's attack is the most fierce, while Buddha's defense is the strongest, and Yao Sect is the most strange.

However, this is a powerful thunder, a thunderstorm. He can resist one or two roads, but he can't resist countless roads. Although his footwork is exquisite, it is not at the magical level. With the golden body, he can resist the thunder when he makes mistakes, but he quickly died before Daolong.

And the fastest one to die is Ling Feng. The essence of Yao Zong's killing technique lies in hiding rather than dodging. They pay attention to killing with one blow, and if they don't succeed, they hide and look for opportunities. But where he could hide here, it was not full of crisis, so soon, he died tragically under the thunder.

The righteous geniuses only fell one by one in a few breaths. Among the righteous geniuses this time, only the top figures came, while other geniuses rarely arrived. For example, the Buddha came to the Dharma enlightenment, but did not see the Dharma emptiness. This is to preserve its strength. Because the algorithm realized that he died in the abyss of the far north, and there is still a void of law, so that such a talented person will not be missing in the new generation of disciples.

This is a kind of gambling, or the top geniuses will survive, which will inevitably get endless benefits in the abyss of the far north, and they will be stronger. Either they are all dead, but there are second-time geniuses who can stand alone in the future, especially when the Demon Sect is rampant, and they should be more careful.

Witnessing a person die under the thunder, Xiaohong's distance from the road to death is also constantly shortening. Among them, the one that persisted the longest is blood-eating.

The third wave of thunder came.

The first two waves of thunder have swept away the people who existed on the road to death. At this time, there are only two people left, one is Xiaohong, who is a rising incarnation outside. The other is the genius of the Demon Sect, who eats blood.

At this time, two blood lights shot out of the blood-eating eyes, and the white face was extremely calm. The place where the thunder came seemed to be within his expectation. The body was blurred, like a boat in the angry waves. It seemed to move forward irregularly, but it dodged all the thunder. Because although the thunder is dense, there is still open space.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

As time goes by, Xiaohong obviously feels that the blood-eating breathing is getting heavier and heavier, and the power is rapidly decreasing. After all, gravity exists on the dead road. The catharsis of Tianlei makes everyone try their best to urge Yuanli to resist gravity. A large part of it can only watch Tianlei kill themselves because the Yuanli is exhausted and unable to resist gravity.

The blood-eating of moving suddenly stopped and turned his head to look in the direction of Xiaohong, because he had left Xiaohong behind. He stared at Xiaohong and remained motionless. The two looked at each other without saying anything. Blood-eating stood so straight on the road to death. Even if he died, he did not want to bend down, and the last trace of power left was used to resist gravity.

"Boom!"

The fourth wave of thunder came, and there was no place to settle down on the dead end. The purple thunder devoured blood in an instant.

"Haohao!" Xiaohong's eyes were red and he shouted in pain, and he finally reached a dead end.

The lonely dead end stood on the sea of magma. At this time, the remaining person above stood quietly on the dead end. He was as lonely as a dead end.

Endless purple thunder vented, and he could not shake Xiaohong at all. At this time, he was protected by a transparent light curtain. The tearless city was still protecting him in the end and helping him stop the thunder. At this time, the thunder was constantly venting, and even the fire kept rising, and the dead end became the real dead end. At this time, I'm afraid that the practitioners of the fairyland can't get through it.

"The dead end is both a dead end and how can it come alive." There is a trace of desolation in Xiaohong's heart. Relying on the protection of the light curtain, Xiaohong slowly walked to the end of the road.

Walking on the dead road, Xiaohong is very puzzled. Since the test is a test, there must be a glimmer of life, but the catharsis of this thunder is not even empty. What's more, the sky is full of fire. Now the whole space is purple and red. Thunder and fire are inseparable from each other, filling the whole space. This is clearly the real thunderstorm.

When crossing the disaster, what I encountered was the fire and thunder disaster, which was a mixture of thunder and sky fire, not the separate thunder and fire as it is now. Fire and thunder robbery has the explosion of fire and the attack of thunder, which is countless times more powerful. If you don't reach the realm of immortals, there will be no life. This is the space at this time.

So Xiaohong is puzzled, very puzzled, puzzled, and the road still has to go. With the protection of the tearless city, Xiaohong finally came to the end.

Stepping on the pillar like the starting point, the light curtain of the tearless city on Xiaohong's body also turned into a little starlight and disappeared, and the energy of the tearless city was exhausted. In the future, he can no longer rely on the city without tears to protect his body.

"You're finally here!" The deep voice sounded, but the difference was that there was no previous indifference, and there was a trace of light joy in his tone.

PS: There is a problem with the typesetting of this chapter, and it has been modified. I'm sorry... By the way, I'll ask for the collection, tickets, which is so bleak.