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Published at 8th of June 2022 01:58:57 PM


Chapter 592

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Boom ~!

The crown level death knell tells the dead bird, far more than Su Hao has ever seen.

It didn't even look at the dead crow, but with a wave of its wings, a circle of black ripples slowly opened.

This is a killing move developed based on the top stunt 'death ripple'.

With a strong sense of death.

Before the death knell told the dead bird, a black evidence of the law also appeared.

Not dark, but

Death!

The foolish crow cut out a sword in the sun. The meaning of the sword was like the bright sun shining in all directions. However, at the next moment, it became dark. The sword awn colliding with the black ripple was like a cluster of small flames, which went out without struggle.

The crow was swept away by the ripple, and its golden feathers became gray and dilapidated, and fell to the ground.

Swept away at the same time,

There are also several monarchs, such as tide spring spirit, hell war horse, sand storm giant eagle and so on.

With one blow, the monarchs were devastated and had no resistance.

This is the crown!

Only crown position can deal with crown position!

Zhou Weiping and other heavenly kings showed bitterness and soon became firm.

"Lao Zhou, you cooperate with me!"

The strong heavenly king said, "just now, the tribe launched a new round of offensive. This time, the tribe directly dispersed its troops and attacked the four cities."

"In other words, we have no support in a short time?"

"Who knows, maybe hold on for a while and someone will come to support, or maybe... In short, go!"

The strong man sat on a thundering deer and looked at the dying bird flying towards him without fear.

He's real, not a disguised part.

Without the interference of crown elves, some magic camouflage can't hide the enemy's crown.

Then,

Take the real body as the bait.

It may be one second, it may be half a second, it may be shorter. The gray black body of the dead bird is constantly enlarged in the eyes of the strong man. Its eyes are dark and frightening like a vortex.

The thundering deer under him can't move with one eye.

Zi La——

Thunder arcs appear and spread rapidly, forming a thunder array pattern.

Three figures appeared on the flight track of the dead bird.

Frog face, humanoid body.

This is the emperor spirit treading frog, a total of three. They stretch out their hands, the blades are horizontal, and the water blue radiance is dispersed. They form a water cage in an instant with the potential of a triangle to lock the knell dead bird in it.

At this moment,

The thunder awn on the sky burst, and the purple lightning wing flew down from the air. In front of its forehead, the evidence of the purple lightning law emerged. On both sides, two lightning leopards and cats stepped into the air to transmit all the thunder energy of the whole body to the purple lightning wing.

Water prison three in one.

Thunder three in one.

The purple electric light blooms to the extreme, and the wings of the purple electric light close together, just like a meteorite. With the potential of dying together, it falls towards the death knell and the dead bird.

Then came the dazzling purple light. The combination of thunder and water locked all energy in it, and only a bright column of light rushed to the sky.

"Did you succeed?"

The strong man who was lifted by the afterwave climbed up and looked at the blue and purple awn gradually disappearing in the distance.

This time, it's not that he doesn't want to continue mending the knife. He really doesn't have the spare strength.

The wings of purple electricity were lifted off and slightly injured.

The three treading frogs will be the water system. Even if the core of the explosion is locked in the water prison, they have also been seriously damaged and have fallen to the ground.

A shadow came out of the thunder.

The gray black feathers are haunted by the smell of death, like a shell. On the outside, the blue and purple awns shrouded and twined will disappear in the black smell of death as soon as they get close.

The death knell tells the dead bird that it won't hurt!

"唳 -"

A bunch of blue and purple light burst out, and the wings of purple electricity almost moved in a blink. They generally flew from a distance. The thunder around them was boiling, and the field emerged. They trembled violently, and the dazzling brilliance rushed to the sky, as if they would come from the next moment

WOW——

The Qi of death is like a plume of black smoke, wrapped around the body of the wings of purple electricity.

The wandering thunder arcs turned into little light particles and dissipated.

The dazzling field is darkened, and the purple electric wing is covered with beautiful feathers. It is thrown away like a broken cloth bag, struggling, but unable to get up again.

The strong man, Zhou Weiping and others are really desperate.

They have played the perfect match.

The purple wing is the only law monarch in the team.

But you can't even do it in the field of self explosion.

Who else can stop the death knell.

Oh, in the team, there is also a field monarch "vulture crow" which is not weaker than the purple wing.

But Vulcan crows were too impulsive and rushed directly to the tribal crown. They were killed in the first round, so they couldn't cooperate.

"But what's the use of cooperation? Our strongest blow can't hurt a feather of the death knell bird. That is, the vulture crow has no impulse and can perfectly cooperate with the blow just now. At most, it's just... Cutting through the black air of the death knell bird."

Zhou Weiping was desperate.

But he didn't accept his fate. He stared to one side with bloodshot eyes and became the tribal monarch in the struggle of trapped animals.

If the crown wants to kill their monarch elves, it will take some effort.

In that case,

Kill a tribal monarch and you won't lose money!

Several elves took some of their royal spirits to disperse and delay time.

The other elves rushed at the tribal monarchs.

"Dumb ~"

A golden flame is faster than them.

It stood in front of the sea tide Frog King. Its dark and dilapidated feathers bloomed bright again. The runes on its wings were outlined into a sword shape and cut off the dead bird at the death knell.

Yes... Su Hao's vulture crow!

Zhou Weiping stared and wanted to say something. The sword had been cut off, and the waves of death came round and round.

This time,

The Vulcan crow was not blown away.

Its first sword fell. If a big sun rose and threw it into the abyss, even if the next big sun seemed to be swallowed up, it immediately cut out the second sword, the third sword and the fourth sword

The double winged sword cuts and strikes continuously.

Five swords cut through a death ripple.

Ten swords open the second wave of death.

A hundred swords

Feathers are burning, muscles and bones are burning, spirit is burning, soul is burning

The crow roared and waved, shaking the crown with the body of the monarch.

The abyss was cut open by the sun's sword, the death knell told, and the bird flew back in amazement.

A blackbird and a golden bird looked at each other hundreds of meters apart.

Around the death knell, the strong breath of death diffused, the earth became dilapidated, the energy bombarded the remaining crystals into ashes, and the sky was full of dark clouds, repressed and dead, with no end in sight.

Even if it is the confrontation of other monarch elves, the energy afterwave will quietly annihilate when it escapes around the dead bird.

Only the vulture crow, the golden flame is like dawn in the ashes.

It did not retreat, did not have the idea of entanglement, and jumped on it again.

The sword is more and more bright. Even if the breath of death infects the body and the feathers are dim, it will bloom again in the next moment.

This is so powerful that it seems to have endless vitality. When I look at the dark eyes of the dead bird, I feel frightened.

Even anger.

It was crushed in the confrontation with a monarch spirit?

And let the fire crow rush up to provoke?

If you let other crowns know, you can't laugh at it. It's just a monarch!

There was a hurricane on the flat ground, a black wind.

Cold, to freeze the soul.

The death knell tells the dead bird to open its mouth and send out bursts of shrill sound. It spreads like the sound of the death knell and brings death.

Thousands of meters away,

The alliance and tribal elves in the battle trembled, as if their souls had been stabbed, and their whole body became weak and almost fainted.

The Raven has cut off the shackles of the soul. The whole soul is incomparably dazzling. In the sea of consciousness, swords are arranged like soldiers to guard the core.

But even so, the dazzling light of the soul is still much dimmer.

It relies on its indestructible willpower, and its sword still rushes into the sky, as if to pierce the dark clouds all over the sky.

Qiang!

The crow's figure divided several times, dodged the black hurricane in the front, and stood in five positions, interwoven with swords and awns.

Outline a golden five pointed star!

The figure of the crow appeared in the front of the dead bird, and the last sword stabbed it in the front.

The sword awn and rotating black smoke touch, cancel and annihilate each other.

The annihilation speed of the sword was much faster than that of the black smoke, but it still created an opportunity for the dead crow.

An instant opportunity.

A sword, which was not bright, penetrated the spirit of death that lingered around the death knell, and went straight forward.

"When -"

The chopping sword stopped and stopped only an inch away from the dead bird. The awn of the sword tip almost pierced the black feather, but

But it was told dead by the death knell. The bird grabbed it like a dead branch.

When the golden flame goes out, the sharp law of cutting leaves only scratches on the claws.

Pooh——

Another withered claw pierced the golden flame of the raven, pierced the wings as hard as a knife, and went straight into it.

The ashes of death could no longer be contained and spread. In a flash, the crow's exuberant vitality, like a candle in the wind, could be extinguished at any time.

As soon as the death knell told the dead bird, it threw the dead crow far away and didn't look at it any more.

It has enough confidence in itself. Even if the spirit of Vulcan crow calls it back, it can't save the crow. The power of death will take it away, it said!

The Vulcan crow fell down, and the light of hope in the eyes of several heavenly kings quickly darkened.

Giving a little hope and crushing it makes people feel more desperate.

The death knell told the dead birds that they did not look at the besieged monarch elves and continued to hunt Zhou Weiping and other heavenly kings.

The power of death is like a whip. It is like a hunter. Zhou Weiping and other heavenly kings are prey at the end. The protective barrier outside their bodies has been dim, as if it would be broken at the next moment.

Suddenly,

The death knell told the dead bird to stop, turned his head and looked somewhere, with an indescribable surprise in his eyes.

There,

A Vulcan crow, whose chest was torn and his feathers were gray and withered, struggled to get up again.

Its eyes are like a sword. It has no fear or retreat. It just stares at the death knell and makes the dead bird's scalp numb.

This is just a monarch! Clearly just a monarch!

The death knell announced that the bird was frightened and angry, and there was a warning in his heart, from the vulture crow in front of him.

Can a vulture crow who has been badly hurt still pose a threat to himself?

It weighed, or chose to let the Vulcan crow of the evil door fly completely.

At this time,

Because of hunting Zhou Weiping and other heavenly kings, it is far away from the vulture crow.

The death knell tells the dead bird to swing a death wave, cover the two nearest humans, turn around and spread its wings.

The vulture crow in the distance has struggled to stand up. At the wound in his chest, a golden flame rises and gradually spreads.

The death knell tells the dead bird to continue flying. There are still 3000 meters left.

The vulture crow was shrouded in a golden flame. The flame was warm. No matter the wound or the withered feathers, they recovered at a very fast speed.

Bath fire! Nirvana!

The death knell tells that the bird is still flying, and the breath of death comes to my face.

It still has 1500 meters.

The Vulcan crow's feathers bloom again, with halos spreading, sword sounds, and the increasing power of the field turns into a coat and clings to it.

At this time,

The death knell still has 500 meters to tell the dead bird. Its killing intention envelops the whole heaven and earth. It opens its mouth and makes a sharp sound of the death knell. The earth collapses inch by inch, and the dark clouds are lower, as if the whole sky is going to collapse.

"Dumb -"

The sun was shining brightly, and the crow's forehead was like a mark of the law of chopping, which quickly spread and formed a new and mysterious proof of the law of chopping the heaven and earth.

Evidence of the law of beheading!

Its momentum rose again, and the fierce golden awn spread out in circles. Its unyielding sword intention rushed into the sky. This time, it pierced the dark clouds all over the sky.

A ray of light is transmitted, like a ray of dawn in a desperate situation.

"Dumb -"

Facing the sound of the death knell, the crow flew up and waved his double swords like a big day across the world.

Big day cut out sword!

Clang——

A sword cut into the dead bird's claws like dead wood, and hit the sound of gold and iron.

The crow's figure passed by and turned back in the air without an elf. The twin swords were combined into a brilliant sword and cut out.

Its speed,

Its power,

Its flame,

Its law of chopping,

Its heart is burning, its blood is boiling,

"Dumb -"

Dangdang Dangdang——

The death knell tells the dead bird to stand where it is. Black silk threads spin and eject around it, covering the dazzling golden light.

The golden light mass flies like light, cutting out the bright sword.

Even if,

From time to time, it is marked by a black line,

Even if,

Its offensive is still difficult to pose a fatal threat to the death knell,

Even if,

There are many even, but the vulture crow really resists the crown elves on its own!

It is the strongest crow!

It is an invincible crow!

The Raven shouted and waved tirelessly, regardless of the injury, and I don't know how long it has been

At some point,

In its mind, in its body and in the depths of its soul, there is something that clicks and breaks.

A force quietly breeds, and its body and soul begin to degenerate.

……

"Ding! Your spirit Vulcan crow has obtained the certificate of the law of beheading in battle."

"Ding! Your spirit Vulcan crow has reached the limit of monarchy. The way to the crown can be..."

"Ding! Your spirit fought with the crown for three minutes without defeat, completed the road of the crown and began to change."

"Ding!..."

Su Hao: what did you say?




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