Chapter 2832: Powerless, the Altar Is Lost

Being hit by flying swords continuously, Zhuo Bufan's body flew backwards like a meteor.

"Manipulate time and space, master the laws of time and space... This is something that a true world master can do, it is impossible..."

"But with the speed of that flying sword, I didn't even have time to resist..." Zhuo Bufan flew backwards, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind. The Taoist body cultivated by Daojun can master all the laws of an area, among which Including the two supreme laws of time and space, it is absolutely necessary to master these two points.

He was unable to dodge the attacks of these flying swords.

If this is the case, how can we fight?

The speed of time and the barrier of space have been abandoned, which is terrible.

"My speed is increasing, but it also takes time!"

"No matter how fast your marksmanship is, you still need to travel a distance to hit Mr. Dao."

Being hit by more than a dozen flying swords in a row, an ordinary realm king would have been blown to pieces, but Zhuo Bufan's physical body was so strong that he just used his body to resist the attack of the flying swords, and his body flew thousands of meters backwards. , and finally stopped.

A sweet smell came out of his throat, he opened his mouth, and Zhuo Bufan spat out a mouthful of blood.

His internal organs were vibrating. Although he was not seriously injured, he could only be beaten passively if he continued like this. I'm afraid it would be difficult to even touch the corners of Daojun's clothes.

how to spell?

It’s so frustrating.

The other end. The battle between Fritta and Shadow was also extremely fierce. The two had already fought hundreds of kilometers away. They could only faintly see two lights and shadows flashing past each other. Fritta was also extremely uncomfortable. Although this shadow was a clone of Zhuo Feifan, But the soul passes

The cleansing of the Reincarnation Bridge and the mental fantasy attacks had no effect on him.

Because the shadow is like an extraordinary new life, there is no impurity in the mind, it is quiet and transparent, and attacking with mental means has little effect. In terms of the physical body, the shadow clone is the Blood Demon. After devouring a lot of demonic energy and heavenly materials and earthly treasures, although this physical body cannot be compared with the original Zhuo Bufan, it has also reached the level of the ancient holy body and has abnormal healing abilities. , whether it is cutting off

Any part of the body that can be smashed to pieces can be healed quickly in the blink of an eye.

Canopy!

After the two bodies intertwined, Fritta's body suddenly fell to the ground like a meteor, blasting out an abyss-like black hole with no bottom.

"Die to me!"

Suddenly, a shrill roar came from the depths of the black hole, and a dazzling purple light suddenly shot out. The dazzling purple light was like a purple sun.

The shadow didn't rush to avoid it. The moment his body moved, it was penetrated by the purple beam. The left side of his body was torn into pieces by the purple light and disappeared.

In the sky, only half of the shadow's body was left, and no blood was flowing out. Instead, the flesh and blood on the injured side of the body was squirming, repairing and reorganizing the body.

Whoosh! In the black hole of the abyss, Fritta flew out again. Seeing that almost half of Shadow's body had disappeared, and the wound was still being repaired, he became angry and said: "Damn you, I want to see how strong your healing ability is, so I will blast you." into crumbs

, see if you can still heal. "

Swish——

At this moment, the shadow suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only half of the body turned into a black light, which suddenly rushed towards Fritta.

"Seeking death!" Fritta was also struck with real fire, and his whole body was glowing with purple metallic light. After the fierce battle, there was no trace of scars left on the surface of his body. In terms of physical tyranny, the mechanical race is better than the barbarian monster. All clans must be strong, and ordinary attacks are

It's hard to damage their bodies.

This is also why the machine race can become the capital of the overlord group in the universe. If it were not for the difficulty of the machine race in reproducing, I am afraid that the Taiyi universe would have been occupied by the machine race now, and there would be nothing left for humans.

Fritta clenched her fists, her eyes were about to burst, and her body turned into a purple light.

Looking from a distance, only a purple light and a black light were seen passing by, and then the shadow appeared a hundred meters behind Fritta and stopped.

"You lost..." Shadow said calmly.

"I lost, what nonsense are you talking about." Fritta sneered, and suddenly the sneer on his face suddenly solidified.

Click - click.

Fritta lowered her head and saw a mark that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye in the center of her chest. It was very light and black.

"Although I can't harm your body, my demonic energy has eroded into your body. The weakness of your mechanical clan is the mechanical heart, which is as fragile as glass. You should always wrap the mechanical heart in your heart." Shadow road.

"No, it's impossible. I am the strongest genius of the Machine Tribe, Fritta. I am immortal!" Fritta's pupils dilated and he opened his mouth, but his voice was so small that it was almost inaudible.

After the marks on Fritta's chest appeared, they continued to spread across his body. Eventually, his body cracked like a sculpture and turned into countless star powder, which was blown away by the wind and eventually annihilated in the universe.

This arrogant mechanical genius who had escaped from Zhuo Bufan's hands time and time again probably never thought that he would die at the hands of Zhuo Bufan's clones.

Once the mechanical heart is broken, it is impossible for Fleeta to be resurrected. Although they also took refuge in the Dark Supreme, and even one of the powerful Dark Supremes gave them the 'immortal body', Fritta cannot enjoy the 'Law of Immortality' because of his mechanical heart, so he will not be able to re-enter like Jiang Tai. Resurrection, straight

until the energy is completely exhausted.

"I'll leave the rest to you. I don't have the strength to continue fighting." Shadow glanced in Zhuo Bufan's direction. Zhuo Bufan can also feel that Shadow is now extremely weak. Although Blood Demon Rui has strong physical healing energy and strong vitality, every time he is injured, he needs to use energy. These energies are not unlimited. He can kill Fleeta.

It was beyond Zhuo Bufan's imagination. Originally, Zhuo Bufan just wanted to let the shadow delay for some time.

Being able to do this was a surprise to him. However, the situation on Zhuo Bufan's side was even less optimistic. Daojun took out eight purple talismans several feet high in his hand. Mysterious runes were engraved on them, exuding a vast and ancient atmosphere. They were like eight gates, directly blocking Zhuo Bufan. Extraordinary people from all directions will

He was trapped in it.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Countless flying swords poured out from the eight talisman gates, heading directly towards Zhuo Bufan to strangle him.

Zhuo Bufan was very aggrieved. Under the Dao Body Domain exerted by Dao Lord, he could not even control the laws to perform the 'Six Paths of Reincarnation'. He could only defend passively, and the speed of these flying swords was too fast. Even if He couldn't resist them all.

Daojun looked at the trapped Zhuo Bufan, smiled slightly and said: "I don't want to kill you yet, but you can't stop me from going to the Dragon Blood Altar now."

When the voice fell, Dao Lord's figure had disappeared from the spot, and he wanted to pass over the battle line to destroy the Dragon Blood Altar at the rear. Once the altar was destroyed, the Ancestral Dragon Lords who were trying their best to seal the ancient demon would definitely be hit hard.

Qing Wei, who was fighting on the ground, had been watching the battle with her mind. When she saw Daojun flying towards the altar, she slapped a monster in front of her with one palm and flew towards the Dragon Blood Altar, preparing to stop Daojun.

"Oh, do you even want to stop me? A cricket is shaking a tree." Daojun's eyes turned cold, and with a flick of his fingertips, a ray of Yuan Power rushed towards Qing Wei. Qingjuan gritted her silver teeth, her pretty face serious. Although she knew she could not stop Dao Lord, in this situation, she could only step forward. This was her duty. As a member of the Qinglong tribe, she was the one who guarded the dragon altar. duty of.