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What I'm thinking about now is how to use this powerful but stable force.

I have found that people not only tremble when they are weak, but also when they are angry, when they are thundered, and even when they are strong enough to reach a certain level.

Just like me at this time, I was shaking because the power in my body was too strong.

This uncontrollable force made my muscles tremble, and the golden knife held between my fingers kept swinging back and forth.

Maybe it's because the power in my body is too strong, so that the god of the god notices something unusual, it originally wanted to dodge the edge of my golden knife, but coincidentally, the movement of my arm swing just coincided with the action of the god of dodging, it went to the left, my arm was to the left, it was to the right, and my arm was also to the right.

I couldn't control my movements, which actually added a lot of pressure to the gods.

I couldn't help but laugh and cry.

But the surging power in my body is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems to have a tendency to erupt.

This power doesn't belong to me, it has nothing to do with me, it's getting stronger and stronger, so strong that I'm a little dizzy, and I have little stars above my head.

This dizzy feeling is very uncomfortable, not only the arms are swinging back and forth, but the legs and stomach are also shaking uncontrollably, walking and swinging, as if drunk boxing.

I had to find an outlet, or I'd be overwhelmed by the force.

"Ou Ning, when you come back, you can't walk steadily!"

Yun Ruo's voice sounded behind me, followed by her footsteps behind me.

She walked out of the Yang Blood Binding Ghost Array!

Yun Ruo's walk out made the god feel a burst of relief, it quickly turned into a cloud of black smoke, and rushed towards Yun Ruo!

Yun Ruo was too weak at this time, and the god would rather face the 'bomb' in her hand than face me, a swaying drunk.

This has to be said to be a kind of irony!

Naturally, I couldn't let it rush to Yun Ruo's body, not to mention that the powerful power in my body at this time also needed to be vented!

And the object of my venting is naturally the god in front of me.

"Fuck you! Stop for Lao Tzu! ”

I screamed, I originally wanted to give myself a little more momentum, but I didn't think about this shout, I felt that the inexplicable power seemed to find an outlet, and rushed to my brain with a bang, and then I closed my eyes, and my whole body seemed to be out of control.

Even if it was slashing indiscriminately, the powerful power still made the small golden knife that I slashed out flash with golden swords that were half a meter long.

The sword slashed down one by one, and the black body of the owl god was chopped into pieces in the air and shattered!

Then the shattered body of smoke and dust condensed together again, turning into a trumpet owl god.

But as soon as its form was condensed, I slashed it down again!

The poor god, whose body had just condensed and his head had not yet been attached, suffered a second baptism of purification.

In fact, this owl god is an illusory image, and what we really see is the illusion formed by those smokes, which is weakened or defeated, that is, the layers of thick smoke and dust are weakened, and then the phantom we see gradually fades from thick to thin.

At this moment, the owl god is constantly thinning, and it seems that it can't even retain the last bit of image.

And as I continued to chop and the gods continued to weaken, the temple gradually began to shake, and the roof continued to have cement cracked and fell to the ground, and the walls were full of light.

As the light penetrated, the wind from outside blew into the temple along those cracks.

The wind was very warm, blowing away the coldness in the temple, and also making the whole gloomy aura gradually become calmer.

This conciliation undoubtedly hastened the process of the demise of the gods.

At this time, with its weakness, the five elements of yin and yang gradually returned to balance, which is invisibly like sending charcoal in the snow, so that the balance that the god could not suppress returned again, so that even if I don't do it again, the god will slowly die!

However, what hastened the death of the owl god, or decided the death of the owl god, was not the slash of my golden knife, because my strength has been exhausted, and such a crazy vent without any stagnation is simply the use of this kind of strength without stinginess, and the consumption is naturally large, and when that power is exhausted, that is, when I collapse all over.

It's a pity that this power comes strangely, and it goes weird, and it's gone if it doesn't happen, and I'm still slashing POSS's body and falling to the ground, and I can't move directly.

I could only stare at the almost transparent soot body of the owl god with no resistance, and I was annoyed, even if I was given another second!

But it doesn't matter, I don't have the strength anymore, and the god has no power, and the warm wind outside alone is enough to blow away the body of the god that is about to dissipate.

However, the final demise of the god of evil is not destroyed by the environment that gradually tends to balance outside, but by an arrow!

A wooden arrow!

A wooden arrow with a spell!

As the god became weaker and weaker, the wall of the broken temple collapsed in an instant, and the moment the crack in the wall appeared, Xiao Zhuoduo's resolute and slightly fearful face was exposed outside the broken wall, and he could already be called a thick black arm with green tendons highlighted, the horn bow was pulled by him to a full, and the yellow evil charm on the wooden arrow was like a poison that urged death.

He kept holding it like this, it seemed that he had been lifting it for a long time, and his arms were a little stiff because of the long-term stiffness, but the hard work paid off, and he finally waited.

At the moment when the wall collapsed, at the moment when the god thought that he still had a trace of soul left and could abscond, Xiao Zhuoduo did not hesitate to let go of the fingers that were pulling the tail of the wooden arrow, and the joints were already a little white.

“biu！”

An arrow sounded like a whistle, and the yellow paper talisman rushed at the dying soul of the owl god with endless anger, and immediately washed away the last bit of the soul of the owl god.

The entire temple also collapsed completely in an instant, and was reduced to pieces.

I, Yun Ruo, Nobita, and even Yi Ting and Xiao Zhuo Duo were all submerged in this cement powder, and several people were like mud monkeys.

What's even more unfortunate is that Yun Ruo protected Yiting and floated out of the corner of the wall in an instant, and the unlucky ones were left with me and Nobita, so they were buried alive. R1148