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Chapter 417
In ancient times, he was the supreme powerhouse in the dark, and when his soul devouring army came out, everyone in the sky and the earth fled, but now he was scorned by an unknown human being, and he was sarcastically sarcasm. What a shame!
"Six...disaster...forbidden...style...soldier...disaster...heaven...dangerous!"

Amidst the furious roar, the darkness was as dark as a curtain, descending from the dome, and Zhang Heng instantly fell into a quagmire, because the terrible quagmire was devouring his life force.

Zhang Heng knew that the poor master was desperately trying to destroy him at all costs, because he saw the crimson light and terrifying fluctuations in the black cloak, which were slowly weakening.

"Oh!"

The light of heaven and earth was dispelled, but Fenghan Nether Sword released Li Li's dark light in the darkness, and he slashed away again. In the dark space, a gap was opened in the darkness, and the light rushed in instantly.

"break!"

Zhang Heng roared angrily: "In the early Qing Dynasty, Fengdu exterminated crimes and beheaded"

The Fenghan Nether Sword blasted out, the darkness was cut, and the vacuum-like world was swept out. In the violent Nether flames, a golden figure was sitting in the billowing black sea with a precious mirror in his hand. The quagmire-like space was swallowed up.

For a moment, the precious mirror burst into light with the light of the soul jade, which could devour and obliterate everything, causing the tumbling disaster to disappear in an instant.

The poor master and Zhang Heng fought together again, they shot with all their strength, the poor master's expression was extremely dignified, and he screamed at the sky, ferocious and terrifying, his whole body was soaked in blood.

On the other hand, Zhang Heng is dressed fiercely, looking at the enemy in front of him, he is still in the old well without waves.

In the fierce battle between the two, Zhang Heng is not like the poor lord. He has always maintained his self-confidence. There is an invincible momentum flowing on him. he.

The destructive power of the poor lord seemed extremely powerful when it slashed towards Zhang Heng, but it was rapidly weakened when it reached Zhang Heng.

In short, the Poor Lord seems to have given up everything, but what Zhang Heng is facing is only half of his strength.

Zhang Heng knew this, because he was the emperor of Fengdu, who specialized in restraining evil spirits, but the poor master didn't know it.

The space collapsed and the world was turned upside down!
"Boom!"

Countless blue thunders exploded, the dark stream was born again, endless fireworks filled the air, and all the existences in the Demon Scorpion and Tiger Palace were dumbfounded again. If their poor master was defeated, they would not be able to escape the end of being tortured.

The poor lord once again threw out a giant fist. On his hand, there was actually a piece of scale armor. The scale armor was extremely black. No one knew what kind of scale it was. Heaven and earth, weeping ghosts and gods, this world is so tragic that it feels unbearable.

"boom!"

Thunder exploded, this space was gray, in the endless darkness, the poor lord's black cloak disappeared, and a bone of Sen Luo was born, and as the black scale continued to flicker, the light of extinction crisscrossed his body. , It is constantly rising.

"In the ancient times, the sword god wiped out my body with the supreme will. This black scale is my natal chest scale. If it weren't for the supreme sword intent with the seal of the sword god on it, the deity has existed since ancient times, how could it be restored? These strengths."

"Since I am doomed to fall, I have no more scruples. Today I dedicate my life to the Lord of Darkness to eradicate your future enemy for the Darkness."

"Oh!"

The space shattered, and a huge abyss formed. At this time, countless stars exploded the towering black tiger statue. Bloody light leaked out in an instant, and it disappeared in a daze. It was dragged up by the poor master.

The surging light of darkness blew up the sky, as if it wanted to annihilate space and time together.

The statue of the black tiger exploded, and together with the coffin of the fallen man, along with the dark magic scales, Li Li's magic light bloomed, and they were all condensed together by the bones and flesh of the Dome Lord.

"Zi la la!"

Dark lightning is everywhere, this space no longer exists, only a white bone demon skeleton slowly rising.

Mo Hai's eyes were extremely blood red, as if they were two huge blood suns in the sky, shining with light that could destroy the heavens.

"Ju...long...no...noon!"

The towering roar exploded in the air, and with the murmuring of the bone demon skeleton, the demon god of the poor lord bloomed with the light of the universe, as if the catastrophe of annihilation came, the bone demon skeleton used the power of the sky, and the whole skeleton was distorted in an instant, A supreme ancient dragon was born, and amidst the turmoil, he stretched out his world-destroying thunder claws, and rushed towards Zhang Heng to suppress him.

The terrifying magic hand trembled with cold light, as if the tip of the bone was a supreme sharp arrow, and there were black lights everywhere.

Zhang Heng retreated subconsciously, his pupils suddenly widened, and he slammed his sword at the poor master.

The sword light was flying horizontally, thousands of miles into the sky, and the momentum was incomparably majestic. The bone dragon in Pantian was shattered, but this was only the beginning.

The countless broken seas did not disappear, instead, they turned into a terrifying monster the size of a human being, and continued to suppress Zhang Heng.

Those monsters include magic scorpions, magic tigers, magic elephants, magic rooks, magic spiders...

These are actually countless ice monsters who died on the ice field. Their bodies were corroded and their souls were drained to practice magic skills. However, their supreme bones were not spared by the Soul Eaters. The Doomsday Forbidden Martial Arts was born, manifested in the world, and suppressed the past toward Zhang Heng.

"Sacrifice your life in exchange for the power to kill and seize the gods, die!"

The voice of the Sky Lord exploded in the air, and it was extremely solemn and resentful.

"Do you think you can suppress me like this? These bone beasts are also inseparable from Fengdu's suppression. They are just forbidden souls attached to their bones and cannot be freed. Today, this deity broke your magic power and sent these creatures into Fengdu. Hell out."

Zhang Heng's eyes suddenly sank, appearing incomparably indifferent. On his pitch-black coat, countless dense runes spread out, rushing towards the army of skeletons rushing towards them, like auspicious light from the sky, sacred and peaceful Incomparable.

"The true formula of the most perfect way of the supernatant."

Zhang Heng's words resounded in the air, and those golden runes gathered to form a huge gossip formation, like an innate gossip formation formed at this time.

The sound of sacred chanting is everywhere, and the world flickers with the runes, like hundreds of millions of little tadpoles swimming in the air.

Wherever they passed, countless skeletons instantly turned into a golden mist, and a scarlet silk thread entered the eight trigrams array in the air from within the skeletons, and then manifested a ferocious animal face.

Those unjust souls who were sealed in the bones finally got rid of the seal at this moment and were completely freed.

"Impossible, how could this happen!"

The Pantian bone dragon that the poor master turned into was roaring, and the scene in front of him was unbelievable.

(End of this chapter)