The thick fog of the lower body, the huge body of the upper body, the arms holding various weapons, and the swirling face, this qiē was covered in a red fire storm. The entire body of the demon god, at this moment, seemed to have become the prey of the flaming serpent that devoured heaven and earth.

The Plague King's angry and hysterical roar came from the firestorm, and the wave of anger mixed with monstrous anger made Lu Xi's scalp tingle, but soon it stopped abruptly and inexplicably, as if a tape recorder that was playing had suddenly been cut off.

Miss True Ancestor's trick of seamlessly combining templar magic and abyss magic was indeed shocking, and from such a distance, Lu Xi could feel the blazing wave of air that was blowing on his face, blowing so much that he could barely see it, and in a trance, even many stones at his feet had already ignited fire. If it weren't for the fact that he was the protagonist of the Great Magician with the "Body of Titan" and the "God of Life", and now he still put on the Dragon Armor and Nebula Battle Armor on himself at any time, maybe he would have been extinguished by spontaneous combustion without fire under the high temperature. But even if it turned the surrounding air into a vacuum and high temperature flame, even if it was such a heat wave that roasted his dough almost melted, in his heart, Lu Xi didn't feel how dangerous and terrible it was. Looking at the brilliant and holy halo in the sea of tornadoes, I inexplicably felt a warm sense of security in my heart, as if that brilliance was something I should embrace.

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…… In a sense, the power of the holy light descended by the goddess sisters is actually evil enough. Lu Xi pursed his lips and couldn't help but think about it.

Under such an attack. If the opponent was someone else, Lu Xi would definitely think that he had been wiped out in the tornado of flames and the wild dance of the great snake. But the other party is a god after all, if it is really so wasteful, it will be killed by Miss Zhenzu in a second. Of course, it is impossible to ride on the neck of the poor vampire clan for so long.

Sure enough, after the rolling sea of fire, the spatial shock that had been stagnant just now began to fluctuate violently again, and the ripples in the space even blurred the large area of flames.

This guy has broken free from the shackles of the dimensional anchor?

The moment Lu Xi realized this situation, Kazan's true body had already appeared behind him out of thin air, so fast that it seemed that there was no time difference at all. One of the Plague Kings waved down his scepter in his arm, and the wind gusted in the path of the hammer's dancing head, and countless ghostly phantoms loomed in the midst of it, like a hundred ghosts walking at night. The ghost cried and howled, as if it had opened a door to space, as if it had opened the gate of hell and released countless evil spirits in hell.

Obviously, this blow is not an ordinary physical attack, but if it is actually hit, it will not only be hurt, maybe your soul will be detained by the plague king, and you can only be sad to be ghost cannon fodder for 10,000 years.

Uh, protagonists like me. Even if it's made into a ghost, it can't make an ordinary ghost, at least be a ghost king or something like that so that you won't fall off, right?

Being able to run the train with his head in this situation is not because Lu Xi's mental structure is really hopelessly to this point. It's because he knows that the reason why God's assist is God's assist is because when the main MT is still there. You don't need to be anal at all.

In the next moment, the boiling sea of fire disappeared in an instant. It was as if the heat that had melted around us was just an illusion, but it was almost at the same moment. Where the flame tornado dissipated, crimson beams of light burst out of it. The human eye could not catch the trajectory of the beam at all, and could only see a shining line in the line of sight, and the pupils were then painful.

"Whew!" The sound of breaking the air roared. Before the scepter in the Plague King's hand was still a few inches away from Lu Xi's Heavenly Spirit, the beam of light had already hit the Plague King's chest. The speed of this beam of light certainly far exceeded that of sound, and even exceeded the perception ability of the Demon God's spiritual sense.

"I see, the Holy Light was originally a power borrowed from the Holy Spirit on high, and naturally it also has spatial attributes. You condensed those holy flames into a beam of light, which seemed to be much quieter, but the penetration, speed, and damage were countless times stronger, and besides, it didn't move through an ordinary trajectory, but through some kind of spatial jump. The Plague King let out a burst laugh. He lowered his head, swirls of light flickering across his face, as if to examine the wound in his chest—a piercing wound as thick as a bowl on top of his skeletal body. On the wound track, all the material has been evaporated. There were even blackened scars around the wound, and even boiling black smoke came out, which was clearly the effect of the evil creature being burned by the holy light.

"What's more, this little guy holding the World Tree Scepter is really a bit tricky." Kazan looked up at the frost that had wrapped half of his body at some point, snorted coldly, and waved his hand vigorously to shake off the frost that seemed to be extraordinarily thick.

"In the face of my attack, would you rather not dodge or dodge, but also cast spells to hinder my movements?" The Plague King looked at Lu Xi and asked with interest, "Little guy, are you really so confident in Little Princess Yawen?" If her attack is a step slower, you'll be smashed into meat sauce by me. ”

"Push the boss, if you don't trust your teammates, then there is no chance of success." Lu Xi shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "A tease god like you, who has rotted from his mind to Justin Bieber, must be difficult to understand, right?" "Of course, I won't tell me, we have already put on the Dragon Armor Technique and the Nebula Battleship, and there are so many powerful talents and buffs, if it wasn't really smashed into the Heavenly Spirit Cover, I don't believe that I would be stoned to death by you. If you can't kill me, my generation will definitely let you see what it means to be a surreal battle case of residual blood returning to red, and flash your kryptonite to make you a god...... Ah no, carrion dog's eye.

"And I don't know yet, my Awen. When did you master such subtle spatial abilities? Kazan sighed and let out a sigh of surprise.

"Want to know? Do you really want to know? Then use your body to feel it for yourself! Kazan's words did not fall. Miss True Ancestor's body also appeared in front of him at the same time, shouting out lines that were super easy to misunderstand. The trident in his hand burst out of the air, turned into a stab, and slashed at Kazan's head.

"Phew!" In a desperate moment, the Plague King's sword finally caught this powerful slash. As a result of the collision of the two huge forces, the shock caused a huge shock wave that spread out in all directions, and immediately turned into a wild wind, blowing smoke all around. Even the smaller rocks were carried away by the current. Caught in the wind full of sharp blades, it shattered in an instant.

Lu Xi added a gravity technique to himself, and only then did he barely stabilize the next game. He raised his head and looked at the Plague King, who was wrestling with Miss True Ancestor, stretched out his staff, and without saying a word, released a fixed-point blast at the opponent's sword-holding wrist.

This magic that can almost tear apart the dragon scales certainly didn't cause substantial damage to Kazan, who is a true god, but it still gave the Plague King a small distraction. Kazan's arm involuntarily shrank, revealing a big flaw on the spot. But he saw a flash of brilliance, and the arm holding the sword broke away from his arm, flew out upside down, and was directly inserted into the ground.

......The Plague King, who had lost an arm, retreated several times again. He distanced himself from Miss Zhenzu a little, waved his broken arm, and finally there was a subtle waver in his voice: "I was injured like this last time. It's still the big battle with Laxis back then. My little princess, if you were a member of the Dawn Alliance. Your name is destined to be tied with the twelve heroes, right? ”

"I'm self-aware, but I don't dare to be so self-righteous. But one thing you do get right. At that time, we always thought that we could hide in our own land, away from war, away from danger, and live a small life of self-sufficiency, waiting for peace to come. Now that I think about it, how naïve and stupid it was. Miss True Ancestor stood where she was, but she didn't take advantage of the fact that the other party was hit hard. Her breathing was still very even, and her voice was still loud and clear, but the light on the magic patterns that covered her body was faintly dimmed. It can be seen that she has just used the space jump continuously, as well as the powerful attack that can damage the god's law body, and the consumption is actually very large.

"Yes, I am indeed amazed by the strength you have hidden, and I have to admit that as a mortal, my Yawen, you do have the power to harm the gods. Oh, it's so powerful, but it makes you appear more bright, more dazzling, and I have never wavered or regretted my love for you. Now, the belief is even stronger, so strong that I can barely breathe. You are destined to be with me......" Kazan cried out like an aria, "It's a pity, Awen, Awen, have you forgotten? Now you are not a god after all! ”

A blinding light flashed from his upper body. With the flow of the halo, the half-severed arm grew new sarcoma at a rate visible to the naked eye, and then turned into a full arm and palm again. He spread out his palm, and the sword and the two crystal balls that had been scattered on the side flew directly into his control as if they had been given complete life.

"Why are gods called immortals? Do you really not understand? Awen? ”

"Well, there's just a Namek left and right!" The plague king's voice full of pompous self-absorption was directly interrupted by Lu Xi: "Which one of the amuses was in danger under the attack of my god and Miss Yawen just now? Infinite resurrection with Godhead? It doesn't matter, let's take a good look at whether it's you who resurrect quickly, or whether we cut quickly. I'd like to see how many times the Rotten Queen's godhead can replenish your blood. ”

The Plague King seemed to be dissatisfied with the extra light bulb he had to interject when he spoke to the "goddess", and he snorted coldly, almost sending a terrible shock to the void.

"I do have to admit that the descendants of Laxis, although I only need to crush you little ant with one finger once I get serious, but when you do your best to make trouble for me, it does put me in a lot of trouble......"

"Hey, you're such a big devil, don't learn to talk to the people in District 11 who don't have to wait, okay? What is trouble? Why don't you just admit it honestly? Lu Xi? Master Belencaster**, this is going to God to assist Miss Yawen and get rid of the other half of your old zombie's brain! ”

"One-on-two is tricky, and I don't deny that. Moreover, the hypocritical alliance and the pretentious long ears are about to arrive, and I must fight quickly. So, how about two against two? (To be continued......) R752