God Level Demon

What?!

Hearing these words, Sofia, Minerva and four other near-ancient saints have changed their faces, as if they had eaten a toad, and their faces are almost as dark as coke.

They also felt how horrible the power of the curse that penetrated their bodies was to be a breathing time, seemingly spreading throughout their bodies.

“No, no, no. Help me, help me, help me! ”

The most injured black saint screamed, feeling himself in a state of illusion, and countless terrible ghosts were tearing his soul apart, as if it were from the power of Hell Nine.

Even with his immortal body, there is no use under this cursed force, his body, his soul, his magic is decaying and decaying.

In an instant, he started to rot all over his body, with a horrible black smell.

“Back up, back up! ”

Nearly ancient saints such as Minerva were scared half to death and their sweats rose, and they clearly saw a terrible curse pouring out in every corner of this black saint.

And these black breaths congregate into a demon, eating his flesh wildly, and all his vitality is eaten clean by this cursed force.

Just a breathing time, the flesh on him was gone, just a pile of bones, like the decaying bones of hundreds of millions of years dead, the five fading breaths of heavenly man came out of him.

“Help, help, help, help! ”

The saint in black screamed, but his breath was getting weaker, like the old man who was synchronized to death, and he had only bones left all over his body, and anyone could see his current tragedy.

But no saint dares approach, because after devouring the flesh and soul of the saint in black, the power of the curse seems to be nourished and flourished and a powerful festival of breath climbs.

If they dare to approach, they will immediately be eroded by this power of curse and walk into the dust of the saints in black.

The next second, the saint in black could no longer say anything, because the power had completely eroded his soul and his soul had finally dissipated.

The ground is nothing more than a pile of black dead bones with the power of a horrible curse, and even this power continues to spread, eroding the earth, forming the power of a curse, surrounded by an unpleasant stench.

“Quickly, remove this power of curse, or we will surely die, a taboo force from the darkness of the forbidden zone that even the invincible saints may not be able to stop. ”

The saint in green drank angrily and was shocked and angry.

Minerva and others were even more perspirated, and they clearly saw the tragic situation of the saint in black. That was an ancient saint, who understood the powerful existence of the laws of space.

But just a few breaths turned into a pile of dead bones, completely defenseless.

“Burn the magic, the demons burn themselves, blow it! ”

The saint in green drank angrily, he naturally had to blow himself up, knock, his whole body had a fierce explosion, all the flesh was completely crushed.

Millions of kilometres across were immediately smashed into a huge pit, where all the flesh and blood lasted out, like rain and blood, poured over the earth.

Suddenly these bloodstained with the power of the curse immediately corroded this earth, eroded it into a black earth, and spread dark power all over it, turning it into magic.

With a whisper, his soul also took the opportunity to disengage itself from its shell.

Wow ~ ~

He then draws on the power of the universe's origins, reborn quickly, reborn flesh and blood, regained his original body again, and he gasps heavily and sweats like rain.

“It's all right. ”

In the dark, Xiaping saw the scene and had to pick his eyebrows. I didn't think there was any such practice.

Faced with the erosion of the power of the curse, the saint in green instantly decided to blow up his body and crush all the bodies eroded by the power of the curse, leaving only his soul.

As a saint, as long as there is a soul, it can be constantly reborn and restored, which is actually a gecko's quest for survival, and it has to be said that this is a very clever practice.

After all, once the power of the curse has eroded the soul, they will never be able to get rid of it again. It is better to abandon this rotten body and break arms to survive while the power of the curse has eroded the body.

It also prevents them from stepping into the dust of the saints in black.

Saints such as Minerva and Sofia, who saw the same, did not dare delay at all, immediately shelled their souls, self-exploded their bodies and completely cut off this cursed power.

“How could you possibly succeed? Everybody dies! ”

Xiaping's eyes revealed a hint of cold. He could not have watched this group of phantom saints break their tails in search of survival. He would surely lay a stone downhole, while they were ill, killing them.

And when this group of near-ancient saints blow up their bodies, they will lose their energy. This is their most fragile moment, and the best time to assassinate them, not to be missed.

Hell Town Demon Spear Type 4 Destruction!

Between moments, Xiaping's qigong, his whole body of magic, the blood of Hell's Golden Wood, and his soul, the True Spirit, were all completely integrated, with an immortal breath deep inside his body.

He pulled out the spear of hell from his body, gathered the power of hell, silently attacked the saint in green and killed him, and the spear of hell stabbed him like that.

Whoops!

This spear, without any sound, blends into the void, without any fluctuations in force, in space, as if it were jumping from the other end of the dimensional world.

Xia Ping's entire body completely blended into the void, walking in dimensional space, like a shadow deep in darkness, his speed was fast enough that light could not capture it.

No one can describe the horror of this spear as reaching the height of immortality, vast and great, with terrible destructive fluctuations.

Boom!

The next second, this dark golden spear pierces the body of the saint in blue.

“This!”

The saint in green was completely stunned, his eyes were so wide, his pupils revealed confusion, confusion, dissatisfaction, fright, and incredibility that he didn't seem to know how to get his body pierced by a spear hole.

It was only after he had risked his old life that he finally escaped the power of the curse and lived, who could have imagined that such a horrible assassin was ambushed.

In an instant, from deep inside the spear of hell, a devastating fluctuation was transmitted, which suddenly penetrated the top and bottom of the saint's body, as well as the depths of his soul.

This power destroys everything, like a demon.

Boom ~ ~

Even an ancient saint who understood the laws of space could not resist the blow. His entire body collapsed and completely turned into a powder.

Once the spear went down, the saint in green died.