Eight hundred and ninetieth chapter Hai Xinbing's death
Zuo Mo looked at Hai Xinbing who was rushing towards him indifferently, his eyes did not waver at all.
He was in a strange state at this time. He felt like a different person, as if he was possessed. His heart was surprisingly cold, as if nothing in the world could make his heart waver in the slightest. .
Hai Xinbing's dying counterattack did not make him panic at all.
In the ten years of endless void, he accumulated a full ten years of thinking and understanding. When his divine power was restored, the accumulation of these ten years was like a volcano that had been brewing for a long time, erupting!
His strength is even stronger than that of the Great Elder of Tianhuan back then.
What's more, he also refined the most top-notch magic weapon like [King Realm].
The great elder's sea of divine patterns inspired Zuo Mo greatly. What Zuo Mo is best at is also divine patterns. There used to be a great elder who was better than him. But now, Zuo Mo is undoubtedly the most accomplished in divine patterns. After ten years of endless wandering in the void, he has seen countless divine patterns, more than the Great Elder.
This sea of divine patterns and stars is a step further than the great elder's sea of divine patterns. It is full of divine patterns. Including the divine patterns that Zuo Mo has seen from the great elder, including the divine patterns that he has seen in the endless void.
There are no runes.
Moreover, what Zuo Mo has learned is far more complicated than that of the Great Elder, such as divine power. The Sun God Art he cultivated is one of the most powerful divine arts in ancient times.
[King Realm] combines the essence of what he has learned.
Hai Xinbing was stopped.
What stopped her was the black gold talisman soldier.
The black gold talisman soldier was beyond recognition. His whole body was now shining with divine patterns. It looked like he had an extra layer of gorgeous armor made of divine patterns. These divine patterns shone with various colors of light, some blue, some blazing red, and some The golden color is intertwined with various colors of light. Not only is there no confusion at all, but it is indescribably coordinated and extremely beautiful.
Under the spotlight, the black gold talisman soldiers worked very hard.
"I am born to fight!"
The majestic and deep roar was like an ancient god of war coming down to earth, and the dark golden light in his eyes was solemn and solemn.
His fists intertwined, and the right fist wrapped in ice-blue divine patterns and the left fist wrapped in blazing red divine patterns collided together, immediately sparking a dazzling light.
The icy blue and blazing red lights collided together like ice chips and sparks.
call!
Two broken awns intertwined with each other, like two pythons, one blue and one red, intertwined with each other and rushed towards Hai Xinbing.
Hai Xinbing did not shy away, a stern look flashed in her eyes, and the ice-blue sword in her hand lit up with a layer of blue light. She let go of her palm, and the sword roared towards the blue-red broken light. And her figure suddenly appeared in the air. Disappeared and instantly appeared beside the black gold talisman soldier.
A cunning look flashed in the black gold talisman soldier's eyes.
The four divine patterns around Hai Xinbing all lit up at the same time she appeared. The light from the four divine patterns circulated, and four beams of red, yellow, green, and white light shone on Hai Xinbing.
Hai Xinbing felt her whole body tense up, as if she was stuck in a quagmire.
The Black Gold Talisman Soldier was originally very cunning, but after ten years of training, his grasp of combat opportunities was the sharpest among the small ones.
Without hesitation, he rushed towards Hai Xinbing.
The sea of gods and stars in front of him was connected with Zuo Mo's thoughts. The black gold talisman soldiers were like a fish in water, and their strength increased several times.
He appeared beside Hai Xinbing out of thin air, raised his fist, and smashed it towards Hai Xinbing!
The divine patterns on his fists and arms suddenly lit up with dazzling light, like a dazzling stream of light, shooting towards Hai Xin Bing.
Hai Xinbing, who was determined to die, did not give in. The long sword in her hand was flowing against the iron fist of the black gold talisman soldier, and it was a little empty.
A bit of icy blue light the size of a grain of rice lit up at the tip of the sword in Hai Xinbing's hand, and the blue light exploded in front of the black gold talisman soldier!
The extremely cold breath swept across like a storm.
The face of the black gold talisman soldier changed slightly, and his forward body twisted without any warning and disappeared from the spot.
Countless blue snowflakes sprinkled down one after another, and the hexagonal blue snowflakes made the sea of divine stars more hazy. The ice blue snowflakes spread in the sea of divine stars at an astonishing speed.
Hai Xinbing stood with a sword in her hand, her long hair flying, her eyes as determined as iron, and her divine power was continuously poured into the sword in her hand.
The wind and snow became more and more alarming. Under her feet, ice as clear as a mirror spread silently around her.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of miles were covered in ice.
The divine patterns sealed by ice were dim and dull.
The flame of hope was rekindled in many people's eyes. Hai Xinbing's strong strength allowed them to see the chance of victory again.
The black gold talisman soldier was angry!
In front of so many people, I actually missed it!
The good-looking black gold talisman soldier roared loudly, and the divine pattern covering his chest suddenly lit up with red light.
In the center of the divine pattern star sea, the huge sun spitting tongues of fire suddenly shot out a straight line of red fire. The red line of fire was as thick as an arm and as fast as lightning. It flew in front of the black gold talisman in an instant and accurately hit the chest covering his chest.
That divine mark.
The line of fire penetrated into the divine pattern.
A sharp look flashed in the black gold talisman soldier's eyes, his figure arched slightly, his eyes widened, and his cheeks bulged high.
call!
The black gold talisman opened its mouth and spit out a burst of red flames.
As soon as the flames hit the ground, those extremely cold ice layers quickly melted.
The flames in the black gold talisman's belly seemed to be endless. He maintained a fire-breathing posture, and flames continued to spurt out of his mouth.
The bright red flames were like flowing fire blankets, flowing freely along the ice.
The sound of hunting and burning blocked out all the noise.
The boundless dark void, a sea of divine patterns like stars, red flames burning along the ice. The ice blue snowflakes were swallowed up by the flames before they fell.
These flowing flames show no signs of weakening.
Hai Xinbing looked calm, but felt sad in her heart. Couldn't she, the majestic Lord of the Underworld, even defeat one of his talisman soldiers?
I am still thinking about competing with him for the throne. How ridiculous and ridiculous this is!
That bit of cold light was the divine breath of the ice field that she picked up from the deepest part of the Arctic wasteland. That bit of divine breath was so cold that she spent countless efforts refining it. She originally thought that it could freeze everything.
did not expect……
Is the gap between god-level and non-god-level so big?
She felt extremely bitter in her heart.
The bright red flame is domineering and blazing, it is a divine fire, and it is of a higher level than her Ice Divine Breath.
The opponent's talisman soldiers, using divine fire and the power of divine patterns, were able to block the ice-field divine breath exerted by their own burning divine power.
She was so defeated that she was completely suppressed.
The masked man, with his fiery aura all over his body, has disappeared. His aura and that of the wild beast have merged with this sea of divine patterns and stars.
It's ethereal, yet seems to be everywhere.
Hai Xinbing felt indescribably uncomfortable. Thinking back to his previous momentum, which seemed to have a crazy surge with no end, she was horrified. But at this time, the light wind and rain were everywhere, but she was not frightened, only deeply
of frustration.
When there is a big difference, you will be shocked, but when there is a qualitative gap between the two sides, you will not be so shocked.
The other party used countless divine patterns to reconstruct a realm, and the gap in realms was clearly presented in front of her.
The gap in divine power will not make her lose her fighting spirit; only the gap in realm will make her feel desperate.
Burning divine power is continuously injected into the long sword in his hand. However, the expansion speed of the ice field is far less than the speed of the opponent's divine fire flowing. The bright red flame is like the momentum of a prairie fire, and nothing can stop it.
What a failure...
I am not even qualified to risk my life...
When the last trace of divine power was exhausted, the ice field suddenly stopped expanding and was instantly swallowed up by flames. An ice flower appeared on Hai Xinbing's forehead, and in the blink of an eye, frost spread all over her body.
She turned into an ice sculpture, lifelike.
Click, click, click!
Countless cracks appear on the ice sculpture, like spider webs.
Snapped!
The ice sculpture was completely shattered and turned into countless pieces of ice, which were completely devoured by the raging fire.
A generation of Underworld Lord, the leader of an army of 300,000 people, Hai Xinbing completely disappeared from the world.
So simple, so easy.
From beginning to end, the new king did not take action.
Boundless darkness, divine patterns as vast as the sea of stars, and a huge sun with an astonishing blazing power. The entire world is shrouded in it.
Everything that happened before my eyes was so unreal, as unreal as a dream.
"If you don't surrender, you will die."
A cold voice floated in everyone's heart. There was no pride or happiness, just like the calmness just now.
Bang, the magic weapon in someone's hand fell to the ground, immediately causing a chain reaction, and the sound of throwing away the magic weapon could not be heard.
Witnessing Hai Xinbing's death with their own eyes, the last bit of resistance in their hearts was completely shattered.
Zhu Nanyue burst into tears, but she did not shout anything like revenge for the Lord of the Underworld. She knew that the current resistance was meaningless, except to bring more people to death.
Beside her, all the Beiyuan Bingfu generals looked ashen.
Everyone knows that everything is over.
They silently threw away the demon soldiers in their hands. No one could stop that man. He alone could kill them all, because he alone could destroy this world.
But for some reason, even though they were sad, they were also relieved.
——Finally no longer need to be his enemy.
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This battle brought the new king's reputation to its peak, surpassing that of the old Pluto. Almost the entire underworld witnessed this shocking battle. No one questioned whether the new king was qualified to ascend the throne. No matter who it was, if he could
He is qualified to defeat an army of 300,000 people by himself.
After a brief silence, the entire underworld immediately boiled and fell into an unprecedented fanatical celebration.
God level!
Their king is a god!
Now the only god-level person in the world!
Their king is the strongest in the world!
All confusion was swept away, and all fear disappeared. The battle in Yangtuyuan made people understand how powerful the god-level masters were. However, in that battle, the great elder of Tianhuan who had just stepped into the god-level died. So far,
So far, no new gods have appeared.
But now, the first person in the underworld has their own god-level strongman, their king.
People began to long for the fact that under the leadership of the new king, the underworld would become more and more prosperous. The leaders of all the forces in the underworld had set off overnight and rushed to the Hades Palace day and night to pay homage to the new king who ascended the throne and to pay allegiance to the new king.
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Countless masters gathered from all directions towards the Pluto Palace.
In the minds of the people in the underworld, the King is destined to become a legend!
What could be more exciting than following such a king?
The underworld, which was originally on the verge of collapse, has taken on a new look and is once again full of vitality.
