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- Boom! !
Ten thousand axes exploded together, and the dragon roared past. With Han Sanqian as the center, it is not an exaggeration to describe that thousands of arrows pierced his heart.
Han Sanqian frowned and felt an extremely strong demonic force coming towards him. He was just about to use the Pangu ax to resist, but at this moment, countless demonic dragons transformed by black fire and black electricity opened their mouths and pounced on him. Himself, and then, the black energy turned into countless tight shackles, tightly binding Han Sanqian in place.
No matter how much Han Sanqian struggled, the black energy tightly wrapped around his body, making him unable to move at all.
And almost at the same time!
Bang bang bang!
Thousands of axes fell together, and countless explosions suddenly sounded on Han Sanqian!
In the explosion of the immortal mysterious armor, the purple light disappeared, the four gods and beasts also disappeared, and the golden light on Han Sanqian's body also dimmed.
"Poof!"
A mouthful of blood was directly sprayed out by Han Sanqian, spraying like blood mist all over the sky.
"how so?"
Han Sanqian endured the severe pain rolling inside his body, staring blankly at the countless dead souls in front of him.
These guys are so unbelievable that they have copied themselves from beginning to end, whether it is the Pangu Axe, the Immortal Xuan Armor, or even the magical energy that only belongs to them, such as the Sky Fire Moon Wheel and the Four Gods and Heavenly Beast Totems. You can also take it as your own, how is this possible?
There can be no such technique in this world.
Even the Wuxiang Divine Skill, which is a supreme skill that is copied from Dacheng, is extremely limited in its replication. In addition to the direct copying of energy and skills, those weapons, magic weapons, magic weapons, etc. are completely different. possible.
The physical object is inherently destined, and it is impossible for it to be copied casually. Otherwise, it would be against the will of heaven.
"You're surprised, aren't you? But what's the use of being surprised? Leave it to hell and slowly be surprised." There was a gentle smile in the space.
"Do you think that you are the only one who can copy, but I can't?" Han Sanqian suddenly smiled, resisting the severe pain in his body, and when he really let go, the golden light on his body lit up again.
"Phaseless magic power!"
As soon as the words fell, the three thousand figures of the four Han Dynasties moved at the same time, using the four phaseless magic skills to directly attack the thousands of dead souls.
"Roar!"
Thousands of wronged souls roared angrily, holding giant axes, and came like a tide.
"What?"
Han Sanqian was suddenly startled. As soon as the Wuxiang Divine Skill came out, it was as if he had lost his spirit and was shot in the air. Let alone copying any skills, even if he wanted to simply hurt the dead souls, it was equivalent to dreaming. .
"This is impossible." Han Sanqian looked at his palm in disbelief, unable to believe the facts in front of him.
The dead soul copies his, why can¡¯t he copy the dead soul¡¯s?
"Ant, nothing is impossible in my Senluo Hell!" There was a sneer in the space.
Han Sanqian frowned and searched around. He really didn't know where the sound came from, but he did not dare to relax his vigilance at all. He held up a golden light and barely resisted the dead souls. He said coldly: "Why is there nothing wrong?" Could it happen?¡±
"Just because I am the master here, and just because I want you to die, you will not be able to live. Break it for me!"
Boom!
Ten thousand troops squeezed through the cover of golden light, directly engulfed Han's three thousand and four figures like sea water, and then transformed back into the original body, and continued to move towards the back.
Han Sanqian felt that his body was about to break. It was like a person who was suddenly pushed on the horns of a herd of thousands of cows and kept being pushed away.
"No, you can't be so strong." Han Sanqian gritted his teeth and said unwillingly.
"I am so strong, ant, you have offended the wrong person, go to hell to repent, cry, and scream in pain for what you have done today!"
"Roar!"
Ten thousand souls roar together! !
Immediately afterwards, countless innocent souls behind him jumped, climbed, and pulled each other, like ferocious beasts that had not eaten people for a long time and saw food, and they desperately pounced on Han Sanqian.
Soon, hundreds of ghosts were accumulated on Han Sanqian's body, forming a "human mountain" of tens of meters. These ghosts squeezed each other desperately, and then bit Han Sanqian crazily.
Han Sanqian felt that his body was almost being bitten by these dead souls. Pieces of flesh were being bitten off from his body by them. His feet, body, hands, and even his face were everywhere ¡
"Goodbye, ants!" There was a slight smile in the darkness, and the whole space became darker and more?Quiet.
Everything seems to be coming to an end.
"No, no."
Suddenly, Han Sanqian opened his eyes, and then a golden light suddenly leaked out from his body.
Boom!
The hundreds of vengeful souls that were pressed against him immediately flew away. Before the densely packed dead souls could surround him again, Han Sanqian had already jumped into the air.
"I almost got deceived by you." Han Sanqian said coldly: "Performing an illusion in front of me? Do you really think I'm stupid?"
"Illusion?" In the darkness, because of Han Sanqian's sudden awakening, his voice was slightly stunned, but soon returned to a mocking tone: "Take a closer look."
Han Sanqian frowned, and then he paid careful attention to his body. He couldn't tell without looking at it, but he was shocked to see that almost no part of his body was intact. It could even be said that there was no flesh at all.
Only a head and a skeleton body are left!
"Does it hurt?" the voice laughed.
Han Sanqian felt it carefully, and then he felt the heart-wrenching pain all over his body.
"Isn't this an illusion?"
"Of course not, I said, you are in hell, Senluo hell."
"Really?" Han Sanqian frowned: "Have you ever heard of the Demon Buddha?"
"Monster Buddha? Does it matter whether I know him or not?"
"Of course it's important. If you know him, you should know that your tricks are no different from his." Han Sanqian smiled coldly.
"I don't know what you are talking about!" the voice of the Demonic Dragon Soul said angrily.
"You will understand." Han Sanqian smiled ferociously. Even though it was just a skeleton, he still held the Pangu ax and leaned down to rush towards the thousands of innocent souls below.
"You are really an ignorant fool." The Dragon Soul smiled coldly.
But at this moment, while Han Sanqian was facing down quickly, with an inadvertent movement of his hand, the Sky Eye Talisman opened. At almost the same time, Han Sanqian's body in the bloody light outside had a golden flash between his eyebrows. Pass.
Immediately afterwards, Han Sanqian suddenly looked back.
In the darkness, a black dragon soul stood quietly in the air, with a human body and a dragon head
"You are the one."
Almost at the same time, Han Sanqian suddenly turned around, accelerated with a reflex, and rushed directly towards the black dragon soul in the darkness with the Pangu Ax in hand!
The Demonic Dragon Soul did not expect that Han Sanqian would suddenly shoot out a carbine, nor did he expect that this guy could see him. In shock, Han Sanqian's giant ax had already struck down
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