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The doctor went directly to die together, but none of them could cause any special damage to the other party. The few remaining people looked at each other and immediately understood that there was actually no point in delaying the time.
On the contrary, it is better to cut off one finger.
The mute painter stepped forward and walked towards the blood lama, while the sorcerer looked back at Emperor Ying and frowned.
"I don't know why, but I don't like this person."
The Demon Master turned his head to meet Emperor Ying.
Mi Yin didn't speak, and silently followed the painter first.
The painter held the paintbrush in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, there was a piece of drawing paper glowing with gold in front of him. He looked at the bloody lama from a distance, and the brush was like a dragon, quickly sketching the current appearance of the bloody lama on the paper.
And Mi Yin stood in front of the painter, motionless.
The blood lama had one arm broken, and now stretched out the other arm, turning into a giant hand made of gold, which collapsed like the sky.
Mi Yin took a light breath, stretched out her arms, and met the giant hand.
His arm was broken every inch of it, and it was rolled by force. The bones of his whole body were shattered in an instant, the clothes on his body were shattered into powder, and the flesh and blood were like the surface of the swirling sea, the skin was torn, and the flesh and blood collapsed.
However, he still blocked the giant golden hand with his shoulders.
When all his flesh and blood were shattered into powder, leaving only a skeleton covered in ice cracks, a burst of terrifying power emerged from his body.
The flesh and blood of his whole body, like going back in time, condensed in an instant, and the power far beyond what he could bear was pushed out by his hands.
Supernatural powers to turn the tide.
No matter how much strength you bear, you can return your own strength together with these strengths, and coerce them into a stronger strength.
The hand that the blood lama stretched out suddenly shattered.
The big hand that looked like a huge golden wall disappeared soundlessly, only the golden powder that filled the sky swayed down.
Mi Yin looked back at the painter and smiled.
"I'll say it for the last time, I still think your calligraphy is better than your paintings."
Leaving this sentence behind, Mi Yin didn't care what the painter's reaction was, and disappeared as a flash of light.
And the painter has already drawn the current appearance of the blood lama, including the seven circles of light behind him, and the Buddha Kingdom in each circle of light, everything is lifelike.
When he stopped writing, the blood lama in the painting even turned his eyes and looked at the painter.
After the painter finished the painting, he didn't do it immediately, but started to write again and wrote an inscription on the side.
"There is no day to meet again, this painting is a gift to Mi Shameless."
Just at this moment, the blood lama in the painting shot two rays of divine light from his eyes, directly piercing through the painter's chest.
The painter looked calm. Looking at the painting, with a trace of regret on his face, he waved the brush again.
It's just that with this stroke, there is a layer of round light behind the blood lama in the painting, which is erased by the painter.
At the same time, the blood lama in reality, the round light behind his head, also disappeared at the same time, as if he had never existed.
One of the seven Buddhist kingdoms also disappeared instantly.
After a stroke, the blood lama shot out in a rage, but the painter didn't lift his head or look at it. He waved the big brush again, and wiped away a layer of round light again, a Buddhist kingdom.
When the brush fell, the divine light swayed by the blood lama also fell, and the painter's painting evaporated in the divine light together with the painter.
However, the painter died, and the round light behind the blood lama's head was still reduced to only five layers.
On the other side, after Mi Yin completed a blow, she came to the demon master again.
The aura enlightened by the demon master was continuously merging into his body. Mi Yin followed the same pattern and once again used her strength to turn the tide. At the moment, Emperor Ying slashed the sword with his hand.
It's just that this time, his body turned into a skeleton again, and was even cut in two. After exerting his strength to turn the tide, he didn't recover again.
His body was still crumbling, and the condensed power was condensed by one of his hands into a lightsaber, which directly pierced Emperor Ying's chest.
The hand bones crumbled and dissipated, and finally there was half a skull left. Before it completely dissipated, Mi Yin looked at the demon master and laughed.
"Little dwarf, don't think that I don't know. You have long taken a fancy to the doctor's dark side, and now you don't regret it. You didn't start earlier, haha"
The laughter dissipated, and half of the skull was completely shattered into powder.
Trying to turn the tide, the load brought is too great, ?, falling from the sky, every ray of divine light represents the fall of a strong man.
A man in a purple-gold robe and golden pupils stood in the air, his aura was weak, and the divine light on his body collapsed.
And on the opposite side of him, a giant with a blue face and fangs, his whole body soaring to the sky, his arms broken off shoulder to shoulder, with a bloody mouth, descended from the sky.
"It's cool when it's dry!"
"The Fujun is gone, you bastard, don't even think about living until tomorrow!"
The giant swallowed the golden-eyed man in one gulp, then turned his head up to the sky and laughed three times.
The flesh and blood on his body crumbled and dissipated, and as the rain of blood fell, the bones on his body also continued to crumble and fall.
After these things fell into the ground, they merged with the blood rain and turned into mountains.
In the end, only his spine remained, standing still, turning into a huge peak that soared into the sky, suppressing the ground under his feet.
The short-lived picture suddenly collapsed.
Qin Yang looked a little shocked.
He was wrong, wrong from the beginning.
Kuishan and Nianhai in Kuishan were not the same thing from the very beginning!
And the giant with blue face and fangs, full of corpse aura, has such characteristics, and he also mentioned Fujun.
He still doesn't understand.
This guy is the legendary corpse leader who follows the Fujun.
The only corpse leader in the whole world.
Kuishan
Corpse leader
The truth has been in front of my eyes from the very beginning, and even the name has not changed.
He never thought of it.
At the top of the power phantom in his hand, there is a skull with fangs, condensed.
The skeleton hand grabbed the skull from behind.
A phantom-like scepter.
At this moment, it suddenly condensed.
Qin Yang held the scepter in his hand and hung it in the place of returning to the ruins.
At this moment, he seems to have grasped the truth of the whole world.
An illusion of omnipotence appeared in his heart. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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