The female demon swung her fist, and a light fist the size of a millstone tore through the void and smashed fiercely on Davian.

"Smack!"

With a muffled sound, Davidian exploded directly under this punch, and the ashes and blood mist fluttered.

And the index finger of the female lug's right hand that used the "Meteor Penetration" was also completely broken, a piece of flesh and blood was blurred, and even the bones were shattered into powder. It's hard to imagine that she didn't blink her eyelids under such severe pain before, and even resolutely performed the "Firefly Boom".

The load brought by the firefly bomb was even more terrifying, and the whole arm of the female squire directly drooped weakly, dripping with blood, and even the shattered white bones could be seen.

But there is no doubt about the terrible lethality it brings, and a battle that was indistinguishable from victory and defeat before was actually killed in two of the "Four Uniques".

The threshold of "Rakshasa Divine Skill" is extremely high, and it must be matched with it in order to practice. It seems that only the kind of character with a destructive quality is suitable for its practice.

Even Ying Long, the god of the Heavenly Dragon, couldn't practice, so Lin Fei only passed on this method to Nulu.

When Ying Long saw this, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "The Four Absolute Masters have such divine might, how strong will the two tyrants be even if they are destroyed?"

Lin Fei said calmly: "Back then, the sect master made three extreme breakthroughs, fought with a strong Immortal Emperor, and was defeated. ”

Ying Long naturally knew that the "sect master" he was talking about here was the first sect master of the Great Rakshasa Sect.

"Sorry for the defeat?" Ying Long couldn't help but ask.

"At that time, both of them were seriously injured, but unfortunately the Immortal Emperor from the multiverse was afraid. He didn't want to die, so he pushed the flow of time, so that the sect master's deadline came early, and he died with hatred. ”

"If we really want to fight to the end, the outcome is still unknown, but it is expected to be a scene of the same end. When Lin Fei mentioned this stubble, he couldn't hide a trace of appreciation and emotion for this junior Tianjiao.

Ying Long captured an information point, and couldn't help but feel a little frightened: "The sect master is already able to fight the Immortal Emperor, why is Shouyuan still exhausted?"

Lin Fei sighed: "It's just too easy to break. "Rakshasa Divine Skill" hurts the heavens and harmony, and the sect master has broken through the limit three times, completely cutting off his longevity, and only wants to fight at the peak before death to draw an end to his life. ”

It's a pity that it ends up drinking hatred after all.

"What about the Immortal Emperor from another universe?" Even Ji Yaoguang couldn't help but be curious.

"It's dead," Lin Fei paused and added, "I killed it." ”

Ji Yaoguang was speechless, thinking to himself how strong he was, so that he could lightly say that he had killed an Immortal Emperor......

Lin Fei didn't treat the female luke's injuries, because the latter was stubbornly trying to regenerate his flesh and bones.

No matter how big or small. As long as she can handle things on her own, she never seems to be willing to rely on others.

When Ying Long saw this scene, he couldn't bear to say after all: "Nulu, don't use "Rakshasa Divine Skill" in the future." Just four unique tricks will cost ten years of life, who can afford this?"

The female only smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Me." ”

Ying Long was speechless for a while, and said in his heart that you are really a ruthless person.

Lin Fei wanted to open the hell passage directly with the blood key, but suddenly realized a question: "What about Wu Moling?"

Everyone looked at each other, and then they realized that she... Missing.

"I'll call her!" Ji Yaoguang said and took out her mobile phone, but found that there was no signal.

"Get out of this little world first. Lin Fei swept his sleeves as he spoke, allowing everyone to appear in the outside world out of thin air.

Ji Yaoguang called Wu Moling with a phone call, but found that no one answered.

"I'm afraid it's bad Ga

k!" Ying Long coldly burst out a game term.

Ji Yaoguang's heart suddenly tightened, and his face turned pale.

"Split up. Lin Fei said categorically.

......

Central Park, New York.

"Poof!" Wu Moling suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, as if it was nailed to the ground by some invisible force, which immediately caused a panic and screams from the surrounding tourists.

A bloody hole appeared in her chest, and blood flowed incessantly.

"Fold flowers to the south of the Yangtze River, ...... to the spring breeze and red wax" The mobile phone rang suddenly, Wu Moling wanted to pick up the phone, but found that his right arm was also nailed to the ground, and there was a bleeding wound.

She was a little confused at first, but she quickly reacted, gritted her teeth and said, "It must be the old witch!"

In fact, Wu Moling's judgment was extremely correct.

The escaped old witch was hiding in a room with a voodoo doll on the table. It was stained with Wu Moling's blood, which was the medium of the curse - the old witch took an iron nail stained with Wu Moling's blood before escaping.

The voodoo doll was lying on the table, with an iron nail on its chest and arm piercing it, just like Wu Moling's situation.

"Little cousin," the old witch said with a look of resentment on her face, "destroy my witch group, and destroy my baby's substitute death doll, I will torture you to death!"

As soon as the words fell, she went straight to twist the left arm of the voodoo doll.

"Click!"

Wu Moling's left arm was dislocated in response, and even twisted from behind to the front strangely, making her die in pain, cold sweat and tears rolling in her eyes.

"Smack!"

There was a sudden crisp sound on her face, as if she had been slapped hard, and her head was tilted to the side.

The old witch laughed strangely in a very distant place, and with a "click", lit a match, and threw it at the voodoo doll.

At the same time that the voodoo doll was burning, Wu Moling in the distance was also in flames.

The panicked crowd had already called the patrol police, but the police were also frightened when they saw this scene, and blurted out: "What the fu.ck?!"

Wu Moling let out a heart-rending scream, and his whole body was bathed in flames, even if he was protective of his body, he couldn't resist it.

Because under the effect of the curse, everything that the voodoo doll suffered was directly fed back to her.

The reverse game!

Must be resolved with a witch spell!

Wu Moling was anxious - in fact, his entire body was burned in flames, even if he had cast a witch spell.

She was ruthless and directly cursed herself for not being born or dying and becoming a living dead!

So although Wu Moling screamed and cried in the flames, and his whole body was about to turn into charcoal, he didn't die.

"What the hell?" the old witch was startled, and realized that the voodoo doll had been burned to ashes, but the woman over there was not dead.

She was confused!

It's the first time I've encountered such a strange situation, and it's far beyond my knowledge.

"If it doesn't work once, then do it again!"

"If the fire can't burn, then let's break the corpse into pieces!"

The old witch sneered, took out the second voodoo doll, stained Wu Moling's blood on it, and cast a spell and chanted a spell.

After binding the voodoo doll to Wu Moling, she took out a sharp fruit knife that glowed with cold light.

Hand up and knife down!