Not only here, the Rakshasa who were fighting together in the Tiger Rider team also encountered a similar and strange situation.
She has always been mixed in the team of Huben Cavalry, always playing the role of a killer. From the battlefield of the Southern Continent War Alliance, to the battlefield of the Bone Clan, and then to the battlefield of Yixiantian, she used her ability to retrieve souls to invade powerful enemies, disrupt the battlefield, and eliminate threats for Huben Cavalry.
, guard this special team that belongs to Tang Yan.
The alluring charm and Lan's sexy and hot temperament have become two beautiful scenery in the Tiger Riding, and they also inspire the hard-working men in the team.
But……
"Puff!" Rakshasa's consciousness suddenly turned around, his vision turned black, and he threw himself on the ground in a panic, kicking up dust on the ground. Because he rushed too hard before, he suddenly fell and rolled four or five times in a row, and rolled into the tide of beasts in front of him.
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"Huh?" A mammoth elephant was stunned for a moment and stamped down.
"Are you worthy of touching my mother?" Rakshasa's eyes suddenly condensed, and the soul-seeking secret technique instantly tore the soul of the giant elephant into pieces. With his remaining strength, he forced himself forward and returned to the team of the Tiger Riders, but... simply
A counterattack seemed to have exhausted all her strength.
Rakshasa lay in the mud full of rain and blood, her body covered in dirt, no longer charming and charming. She gasped weakly, her whole body stiffened, and the severe pain flooded like a tide, eroding her consciousness.
Like a dying person being swallowed by death.
"Rakshasa, what's wrong with you?!" Lan shouted back in the distance. Along the way, Rakshasa helped them out of danger several times. She didn't want to lose her reinforcements in the current melee.
Rakshasa was unable to respond, the pain was getting heavier and heavier, suffocating from the inside out, the consciousness was getting darker and darker, the world had no sound, as if it was sinking into the endless abyss of the lake, death... so cold, so clear, as if
Suffering the merciless ravages of death.
I don’t know how long it took... It seemed like I had endured several years of torture, or I had suffered from suffocation for a few days. In short, it was a painful feeling that I might not want to experience and think about again in my lifetime. In short, a flash of light suddenly appeared in the darkness.
With a little light, air appeared faintly in the suffocation. She was like a drowning person, struggling crazily to grasp this weak hope, greedily sucking the air.
And then...a weak and wonderful power vaguely grew from the depths of the severe pain in the bones and flesh, and the beautiful body was also shrouded in the faint power of hell fire inside and out.
"Rakshasa!" Lan turned around and shouted urgently.
"No...it's okay..." Rakshasa struggled to stand up, his voice stilted and weak.
She was swaying, and her waist-length hair was messy and flying.
a long time……
She slowly raised her head, revealing her charming eyes between her messy hair.
She looked up at the furious sky, with an evil smile on her bloody lips.
She seemed to have forgotten the disaster scene of the battlefield, ignoring the overwhelming rain, wind, thunder and lightning.
She just stood with her head raised... standing...
Invisibly, a mysterious energy rose in the body, rushing among the bones and flesh. The severe pain became more and more intense, but the mysterious power became more and more clear. The mixed suffering of pain and pain was enough to make anyone collapse, but
It became a twisted enjoyment for her.
Long hair, clothes, dancing in the wind.
The misty ghost energy burned like a raging flame, mixed with bloodshot threads, and steamed throughout her body, becoming thicker and thicker until it submerged her, rushing around her and steaming in the air.
She laughed, her laughter getting louder and shriller, extremely harsh on this chaotic battlefield, but the sound seemed to have a strange magic power, and it was like thousands of sharp knives, permeating the area hundreds of meters away.
It is tearing apart the souls of thousands of enemies around it, and the scope is still expanding.
"What's wrong?" Many people in the Hu Ben Iron Cavalry looked back, vaguely feeling that terrible power was growing. It was gloomy, cold, and evil, bringing an obvious tingling feeling to the soul. In the steaming ghost energy and blood energy, it was no longer
That enchanting and beautiful woman looks like a terrifying and evil god of death, which is terrifying.
"She is... breaking through..." Lan was stunned. Although the battlefield was full of dangers and she couldn't help but be distracted, she really couldn't resist the impact of the scene in front of her. How could this be possible? Are you kidding me? The transition from the semi-saint to the holy realm can be said to be
How could the most special and critical moment in the martial arts journey be accomplished casually on the battlefield?
That has always been a sacred and solemn moment in Lan's mind, a scene she has longed for and pursued countless times. How could it be dedicated to the battlefield so casually?
Lan really couldn't accept this scene.
etc……
Lan suddenly looked into the distance. Under the dark clouds with thunder and lightning, in the sky where the storm was raging, and on the battlefield where the enemy and our troops were fighting madly, a ferocious giant bone dragon was roaring and writhing across the battlefield, crazily.
Slaughtering powerful enemies. The underworld fire there is surging and the aura is gloomy. It is like the god of death from hell, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the battlefield.
That's the Dark Dragon, it broke through? What's going on?
In other battlefields, in other places, the judge, the tomb boy, Prajna, the hell dog, the ghost monk, the snow girl, the ghost master, a total of seven ghost masters are fighting bloody battles, mixed in the blood-soaked team, charging and fighting.
The other ghost masters had already fallen in the offensive and defensive battle of the alliance. They were either severely injured and comatose, or were unable to fight anymore. They were unable to come here. Only a few of them participated in the battlefield of the demon spirit clan. At this moment, all of them
An abnormality occurred. First, there was severe pain, suffocation, painful twitching, and sinking into struggle and despair. Then, the breath surged, and the injuries and exhaustion were weakening.
On the battlefield, Ren Tianzong suddenly screamed in pain, staggered back, and retreated outside the battle circle.
"What's going on?" Matthews forcibly repulsed the powerful enemy and strode back. The cold sword energy raged across the world, intimidating the powerful enemy in front of him, a wolf scorpion at the level of a demon saint.
He broke through a month ago, completed his self-sublimation, and participated in the alliance's offensive and defensive battles. After simply adapting to the battlefield, he rushed directly to the First Line Battlefield. Due to Ren Tian's serious injury, he himself did not fully control the power of the Holy Realm.
The two have been working together to fight against the enemy.
"Protect me." Ren Tianzong stiffened in pain, and all the old and new injuries seemed to 'explode' in a concentrated manner. A low moan rolled in his throat, and he knelt on the ground tremblingly. But...under the pain, the scars
The tired body is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, the extremely tired body is rapidly filling up, and ghost energy is rising uncontrollably throughout the body.
"You..." Matthews was about to check when the wolf scorpion suddenly pounced in front of him.
"Qiang." Matthews stepped forward with his sword and faced him head-on. The energy of the sword was like a sea, and seemed to shatter the void.
Looking at the huge and chaotic battlefield, their situation did not cause much of a sensation, but it was definitely not small. And a short time later, Rakshasa suddenly looked up to the sky and screamed, his long hair waving wildly, ghost energy boiling, and his aura
With a sudden surge, the realm of strength violently broke through the barriers and entered the holy realm with force.
Judge, Ren Tianzong, all his injuries have healed, and his strength has obviously increased by a few points.
Snow Girl and other ghost masters recovered from their injuries and their strength soared. Unfortunately, they were all stuck in the Holy Realm Barrier and could not complete the breakthrough. But this is already very good. Not only were they reborn with full health on the spot, but their strength was also increased by several levels, which was an endless surprise.
Ten thousand meters above the ground, King Ma Yama was furiously fighting in a bloody battle, but suddenly he noticed something was wrong. Regardless of the chaos and tension of the battlefield, he quickly gave orders and retreated at full speed.
He was breathing heavily and stared fiercely at the majestic and terrifying Star Emperor in front of him, but his eyes were slightly swaying, as if he was very surprised.
"What's wrong?" Qi Lufu, Mo Yansheng, and Suni Beast were all scattered to different locations, asking Ma Yama with their eyes.
Ma Yanwang clenched the golden pestle stick in the sky and mouthed without leaving a trace: "Delay."
The Star Human Emperor stood proudly high in the sky with an expressionless face and was in no rush to launch an attack. The Star Emperor's eyes were cold and ruthless, like a god looking down at the common people, indifferent and ruthless. Although he was seriously injured, his demeanor was as clear as the sky, and he never felt depressed at all.
Feel.
The emperor is still the emperor after all, and he is the ultimate in the hierarchy of the common people.
He is not in a hurry to attack. If you are willing to stop fighting, I will happily comply. Anyway, the battlefield here has nothing to do with the overall outcome. Fighting is a stalemate, and not fighting is a confrontation.
In the past few months, King Ma Yama couldn't kill him, and he really couldn't destroy King Ma Yama and the others.
Therefore, his current purpose is very clear. As long as the four great perfections don't play any tricks and he is happy to hold them back at the minimum cost and prevent them from descending on the battlefield below, this is enough.
"It's not an option if we're tired of fighting. I suggest we all take a break. We've been fighting for eight days and eight nights. It's boring to continue like this. You think about how to kill us, and we think about how to kill you. Both sides should think about it.
Everyone takes a step back."
Ma Yanwang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, snorted and smiled. In fact, he was quietly using the power of his mind to pay attention to the dark coffin behind him.
He could clearly feel that there seemed to be intense and terrifying power erupting inside, erupting again and again, impacting again and again, and the entire black coffin was trembling slightly. The energy inside seemed to be very hot and baking.
The coffin was so black that it was getting hotter and hotter when it was hung on my back, so hot that I couldn't control my back.
King Ma Yan tried his best to release the power of the blue dragon to cover himself, trying to cover up the aura of the black coffin, so as not to attract the attention of the Star Human Emperor, otherwise... the consequences would be serious...
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