Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

At one time, Dragon Girl's Dragon Breath, Lady Mercenary Corps Leader's Sword Man, Witch's Curse, Elf's Wing Singing... all sorts of magical attacks, illusion into five light and ten colors of fireworks, condensation into a flood that destroys heaven and earth, head splitting head and head toward the swallowing beast smashed the past.

The swallowing beast was like a reflection in water, struck by countless boulders, the ripples turned into giant waves, tore it apart, each tentacle twitched, and it took a long time to regroup.

“Ah!”

The beast is devoured with tremendous pain and shame, sending a shocking growl, "How dare you be so arrogant in front of the Lord of devouring, you are all going to die, today you are all going to die! ”

Its tentacles swell and stretch exponentially, clearly pure energy, but still leave traces of fire and even electric shock when punched and wrapped around the girls.

Especially the head of the mercenary group Natasha, whose hands were like a mega-sized lightning rod, suddenly attracted countless energy-touched attacks. Tens of millions of arcs poured into the handle of the sword along the body of the sword, wrapped around her arms and chest, almost tearing the flesh of her arms apart, and her chest to the back was also pierced by an arc.

Natasha sprayed blood and fell out.

“Sister Natasha! ”

The women were horrified and came forward to rescue them. The constant offensive was interrupted.

Eating the beast, the tentacles stretched again, trying to regain control of the girls.

Although the girls were awake and would no longer be its puppets, strong and unparalleled spiritual ripples along the way continued to cause serious disturbances to their brains.

Girls, including Hera the Dragon, feel the thrill beeping in their ears, as if someone inserted millions of bunches of red steel needles, it hurts so much, where can we concentrate and congeal the magic attack?

Eating the beast is becoming more and more adapted to the attack mode of pure energy, the shadows suddenly disappear, and suddenly the left and right, even the magical attack provoked by flashing away the girls, wrapped in an electric arc, the flaming bear's energy long whip, and pulled them out one by one.

“This guy... is so powerful! ”

Theresa felt numb on the scalp.

Until the beast was devoured into anger and revealed its true strength, she knew how terrible this divisive "Lord of Eating” was.

However, the battle had reached such a point that there was no reason not to continue the battle, and Theresa, biting her teeth tight and despite severe chest pain, supported a broken spear and barely stood.

However, instead of waiting for her to rush towards the devouring beast, another lean and hazy figure blocked her.

Blackjack!

“Black Jack, what are you doing?” Teresa was surprised.

At this moment, Jack Blackjack, because he has just emerged from the bondage of swallowing beasts, whether flesh or soul, is extremely weak, like being squeezed deep into the bone marrow, sweating cold, can't even stand, what else can he do?

Blackjack turns around, and Shooterasa smiles, smiling beautifully and brilliantly.

Such a smile, Theresa seemed to have known each other, and she had seen it on the faces of countless warriors who looked at death as death.

“Blackjack, don't do anything stupid. You're not his opponent!” Teresa was shocked and hurried to grab Blackjack's shoulder, but Blackjack hid away.

“Thank you, Miss Teresa. ”

Blackjack took a deep breath, squeezed his eyes, his face intoxicated, and smiled, “Now I know what it's like to be a real man, even if only for a second... better than being a puppet for life! ”

When he finished that sentence, the first time he was low, he rushed towards the swallowing beast.

Eating the beast is killing a great deal, all focused on a master like Dragon Girl Hera, in pure energy form, who wants to unleash 100% of the brutality and killing power, also a large overdrain, without even noticing Black Jack sneaking up.

Blackjack suddenly drank, jumped from behind him, opened his arms and hugged him hard as he shook his lightning tentacles at a witch again.

This is an incredible scene.

Because Blackjack and the Eating Beast have been merging for years, there is some kind of spiritual connection between them.

And just now, on the initiative of Blackjack, he forcibly drove the beast out of his brain.

Eating the beast didn't break the spiritual link between itself and Black Jack - it didn't even see this squeezed puppet in its eyes.

So when Blackjack releases his mind again and reactivates the spiritual link with each other, the swallowing beast is sucked back into his body, or is about to be sealed in his body!

The swallowing beast who had just taken the upper hand and was about to kill, how could he not have thought that Blackjack would play such a hand?

Although it wants a puppet at the material level, it also knows that Blackjack has developed strong resistance and hostility towards it, and that such a puppet would only seriously weaken its power. It is not as free to go as pure energy!

So, Blackjack desperately attracted, swallowed the beast desperately pulled, both sides dead entangled each other, turned into a half-material, half-energy monster.

Blackjack regained a handsome look with some of the power of the swallowing beast, but because of the struggle of the swallowing beast, his face and body showed staggered cracks, as if torn by an invisible meat grinder.

A tentacle at the material level was recharged and expanded, yet under the control of Blackjack's absolute willpower, it was stabbed hard into his chest, like a nail, to nail the beast to death in his body.

Eating the beast screams desperately, trying to escape the haunting of Black Jack, the "madman," but with pure energy, it's like a very elastic piece of rubber that will bounce back no matter how far it flies.

It's angry, it's howling, it's waving its energy tentacles, it's lighting the flames of the bear, it's shaking the sky lightning, it's smashing into the black jack.

Blackjack's seven secrets of blood were burned dry, and the next step was to erupt the deep flames of his soul. He suffered painfully, but with the brightest smile, his sisters shouted: "Teresa, Hera, Natasha, Asha! Come on, I can't hold on. Now, while I'm stuck, attack us and destroy me with it! ”

“What?”

All the sisters of the Rear Palace, all stunned.

Eating the beast is an incredible little bit more and more intense struggle to escape.

Blackjack did the deepest power of his soul, enduring severe pain, strangling it to death, and gasping hard: “I'm sorry, I know I'm an asshole, I've done so much to you... bad things, come on, kill us, this is my final salvation! ”