Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 2217 Collective Transformation
It's not just here, the Rakshasa, who was fighting together in the tiger's iron cavalry team, also encountered a similar and strange situation.

She has always been mixed in the Tiger Ben cavalry team, always playing the role of killer.From the battlefield of the Southern Continent Alliance, to the battlefield of the Bone Race, and then to the battlefield of the first line of heaven, she used her soul-searching ability to attack powerful enemies, interfere with the battlefield, clean up threats for the tiger and ben cavalry, and guard this special team that belongs to Tang Yan.

The charming and charming of the country and the sexy and hot of Lan become two beautiful scenery in the tiger and ben cavalry, and also inspire the bloody men in the team.

But... "Plop!" Raksha's consciousness suddenly spun, his eyes turned black, and he threw himself on the ground in embarrassment, 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 to the front. In the beast tide.

"Huh?" A mammoth was a little dazed, and stomped down.

"Are you also worthy of touching my old lady?" Luo Sha's eyes froze suddenly, and the soul searching secret technique instantly tore up the giant elephant's soul. With the remaining strength, he forcibly rushed forward and returned to the team of tiger and iron cavalry, but... simple A counterattack seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

Luo Sha was lying in the mud full of rain and blood, her body was covered with dirt, she was no longer enchanting and charming, she was panting weakly, her whole body was stiff, and the severe pain was flooding like a tide, eroding her consciousness.

Like a dying person, being swallowed by the god of death.

"Luosha, what's wrong with you?!" Lan shouted back from a distance. Along the way, Luosha 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 became heavier and heavier, suffocation from the inside out, consciousness became darker and darker, the world had no sound, as if sinking into the bottom of a boundless lake, death... so cold, so clear, as if Suffering from the merciless ravages of death.

I don't know how long it has passed... It seems that I have endured years of suffering, and it seems that I have suffered from suffocation for a few days. In short, I may never want to experience and recall that painful feeling in my life. In short, suddenly flashed in the darkness There was a little light, and air appeared faintly in the suffocation.She was like a drowning person, struggling crazily, trying to grasp this faint hope, sucking that share of air greedily.

And then... a weak and wonderful power vaguely grew from the depths of the severe pain in the bones and flesh of the whole body, and the faint fire power of the underworld was also obsessed inside and outside the beautiful flesh.

"Raksha!" Lan turned her head and shouted eagerly.

"No...it's okay..." Luo Sha struggled to stand up, his voice stuttering and weak.

She was swaying, her waist-length hair fluttering in a mess.

For a long time... She slowly raised her head, revealing those charming eyes in her messy hair.

She looked up at the furious sky, with an evil smile on the corner of her bleeding mouth.

She seemed to have forgotten the disaster scene on the battlefield, ignoring the overwhelming rainstorm, wind and lightning.

She just stood with her head up...Standing...Invisibly, a mysterious energy rose in her body, scurrying among the bones and flesh, the pain became more and more intense, but the mysterious power became clearer and clearer, The mixed suffering of pain and peace is enough to make anyone collapse, but it has become a distorted enjoyment for her.

Long hair, clothes, dancing without wind.

The misty ghost energy burned like a raging flame, mixed with blood threads, and steamed all over her body, getting thicker and thicker until it drowned her, rushing around and steaming in the air.

She laughed, and the laughter became louder and thinner. It was extremely ear-piercing in this chaotic battlefield, but the voice seemed to have a strange magic power, and it was like thousands of sharp blades, permeating within hundreds of meters. It is tearing apart the souls of thousands of enemies around, and the range is still expanding.

"What's the matter?" Many people in the tiger's iron cavalry looked back, vaguely feeling that a terrible power was growing, gloomy, cold, and evil, bringing obvious soul tingling.In the transpiring ghost and blood, it is no longer that enchanting and alluring beauty, but a terrifying and evil god of death, which is chilling.

"She's... breaking through..." Lan was stunned. Although the battlefield was full of dangers and she couldn't help being distracted, she couldn't resist the impact of the scene in front of her.How can this be?Just kidding?The semi-sage's crossing to the holy realm can be said to be the most special and critical moment on the way of martial arts, how could it be completed casually on the battlefield?
That has always been a sacred and solemn moment in Lan's mind, a scene she longed for and pursued countless times, how could it be so casually dedicated to the battlefield?

Lan really couldn't accept this scene.

Wait... Lan suddenly looked into the distant sky. Under the dark clouds of thunder and lightning, in the sky where the storm was raging, and on the battlefield where the enemy and our troops were fighting frantically, a ferocious giant bone dragon was roaring, roaring, churning, criss-crossing... On the battlefield, powerful enemies were slaughtered frantically.There is a raging fire and a gloomy atmosphere. It is like the god of death in hell, cruelly harvesting the life on the battlefield.

That is the underworld dragon, did it break through?How is this going?

In other battlefields, in other places, the Judge, Tomb Boy, Prajna, Cerberus, Ghost Monk, and Snow Master, a total of seven ghost masters are fighting bloody battles, mixing in the bloody team to fight and fight.

And the other ghost masters have already fallen in the battle of the Zhanmeng. They were either severely injured and comatose, or they were unable to fight anymore. There was an abnormality. First, there was severe suffocation, painful convulsions, sinking into struggle and despair, and then all breaths soared, and the injuries and exhaustion were weakening.

Ren Tianzan on the battlefield suddenly screamed in pain, staggered back, and retreated outside the battle circle.

"What's the matter?" Matthews forcibly shook off the powerful enemy, strode back, and the piercing sword energy raged across the world, deterring the powerful enemy ahead, a wolf scorpion at the level of a demon saint.

He broke through a month ago, completed self-sublimation, and participated in the offensive and defensive battles of the Zhanmeng. After adapting to the battlefield, he rushed directly to the first-line battlefield. Because Ren Tianzhu was seriously injured, he himself did not fully control the power of the holy realm. The two have been working together against the enemy.

"Guard me." Ren Tianzang's pain was full of stiffness, all the new wounds and old pains seemed to "explode" concentratedly, a low moan rolled in his throat, and he knelt tremblingly on the ground.But... Under the pain, the scarred body is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, the extremely tired body is filling up rapidly, and the ghost energy in the whole body is rising uncontrollably.

"You..." Matthews was about to check, when the wolf and scorpion in front suddenly rushed over.

"Clang." Matthews stepped forward with his sword in hand, facing him head-on.The sword energy is like a sea, and it seems to smash the void.

Looking at the huge and chaotic battlefield, the situation of the few of them did not cause much sensation, but it was definitely not small.And after a short time, Raksha suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed, his long hair danced wildly, his ghostly aura boiled, his aura suddenly soared, his strength and realm violently broke through the barrier, and he entered the holy realm forcefully.

Judge and Ren Tianzhu have all healed from their injuries, and their strength has obviously increased by a few points.

Xuenv and other ghost masters recovered from their injuries and their strength soared, but unfortunately they were all stuck in the barrier of the holy realm and did not complete the breakthrough.But this is already very good. Not only is he reborn with full blood on the spot, but also his strength has been strengthened by several layers, which is an infinite surprise.

At an altitude of [-] meters, Ma Yanwang was fighting crazily and bloody, but he suddenly sensed that something was wrong. Regardless of the chaos and tension on the battlefield, he hurriedly gave orders and retreated at full speed.

He was panting heavily, staring viciously at the stalwart and terrifying Star Emperor in front of him, but his eyes were shaking slightly, as if very surprised.

"What's the matter?" Qilufu, Mo Yansheng, and Suni Beast all scattered to different locations, asking Ma Yanwang with their eyes.

Ma Yanwang clenched the golden minnow pestle, and mouthed without a trace: "Delay."

The Emperor of the Stars stood proudly high in the sky, expressionless, not in a hurry to launch an attack.The pupils of the stars are cold and ruthless, like a god overlooking the ants, indifferent and ruthless.Although he was seriously injured, his demeanor was unmistakable, and he never felt at all downcast.

After all, the emperor is the emperor, the ultimate level of the common people.

He is not in a hurry to attack, you are willing to stop fighting, and I am happy to comply, anyway, the battlefield here has nothing to do with the overall outcome, fighting is stalemate, not fighting is also confrontation.

In the past few months, Ma Yanwang couldn't kill him, and he really couldn't destroy Ma Yanwang and the others.

Therefore, his current goal is very clear, as long as the four Da Wanmans don't play tricks, and he is happy to hold them back at the minimum cost, preventing them from descending on the battlefield below, that is enough.

"Being tired is not a solution. I suggest that we all take a break. We have been fighting for eight days and nights. It is meaningless to go on like this. You think about how to kill us, and we think about how to kill you. Take a step back."

Ma Yanwang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, snorted and grinned, but in fact, he was quietly trying to focus on the dark coffin behind him with the power of his mind.

He could clearly feel that there seemed to be a fierce and terrifying force erupting inside. The eruption again and again, the impact again and again, even the whole black coffin was trembling slightly. The energy inside seemed to be very hot, baking. The black coffin was so hot that it was hanging on the back, and it was so hot that the back was uncontrollable.

Ma Yanwang 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 Emperor of the Stars, otherwise... the consequences will be serious...

(End of this chapter)