Chapter 1353: Hold It for Me

At this moment, a sharp scream rose from the earth.

In the unique high-pitched rhythm of the Orchard Gym, the sky-collapsing iron wrapped around the thunder and struck down from the sky one after another, causing dirty blood to emerge one after another like a volcanic eruption.

In the shackles and shackles of this steel, the Demon Mountain tried to escape from the earth, but was unable to pull out the roots that had already penetrated into hell. It could only squirm passively and be ravaged.

He screamed one after another, asking for help.

Unfortunately, no one responded.

Can't respond either.

Those ferocious lights that roared in, the giant beasts that sped from hell, and even the strange black shadows that descended from the depths all seemed to have hit the iron wall rising from the ground head-on.

The huge dragon turtle trampled on the battlefield amid the entanglement of vegetation. At the very front of the battlefield, the barrier of the Dongxia Army rose from the ground again.

The blood-stained Qiongqi stared at her prey. Behind her, with Yan Qingge's continuous screams, countless sublimated clones jumped into the invisible meat grinder one by one. In an instant, The head was in a different place or he struggled fiercely, crossing over his own body and then turning into a new body.

But there are still more sublimators who are constantly separated from him under the illumination of Gou Chen Guan Mian.

After a long wastage and waiting, the man known as the world's weakest fifth level and the crowned man ushered in an unprecedented highlight, although it was in the midst of his own screams and shouts...

there are more.

Just on the front line, the dazzling light shines in the torrent of source material, the bloody Skinned Lord and Shutrol, the Roman Dawn Lady Aurora, the crazy Agni...

Like an invisible barrier.

Completely under that desperate offensive, there was no way to break through.

A strange indigo face in the air was constantly changing and wandering around. Known as the ruler of the Void Mouth, it quickly differentiated into countless phantoms, and countless dazzling piercing lights erupted one after another. The figure of Ms. Dawn holding a rapier in her hand flashed one after another, chasing after her.

And under Qiongqi's hunting, the invisible wolf spirits quickly dissipated under the strangulation.

On top of the Chinese army's carriage, the man in wolf's skin looked at the battle in front of him, his face livid. More than half of the legion under his command has been lost, but a steady stream of orders continues to be issued.

The two rulers who were responsible for the support and cooperation, Undertaker and Samsara Ring, were now at the end of their strength and were unwilling to stay on the front line and risk their lives in the attack.

Only between the blood and fire, a huge bloodshot eye shot out dazzling rays of light.

Angry rulers sow destruction.

The rotten wounds were constantly dripping with pus, but this seemed to be unable to stop its attack at all. Whenever the vicious sight turned, it continuously shot out rays of extinction and death.

But, the problem is...

Move the fuck up!

Why are you doing all this light pollution at the very back! ? is that useful? It’s useless!

From the moment the infection of the present situation appeared, this guy seemed to have been stimulated by something. He started to be crazy, borderline OB, and was unwilling to move forward any further.

It’s totally paddling!

Under this situation, whether for the sake of his own heirs or others, it is impossible for the man in wolf's skin to ignore the order of rear support and consume most of his strength on a magic mountain that has no effect.

only……

The fierce and frightening screams of the Demon Mountain still seemed to be ringing out amidst the infinite blades and thunder.

Full of energy!

Even the aftertaste at the end becomes more and more distant and loud, reaching a new high.

In the midst of the cruel ravages and continuous bombings by the Thunder Temple, which left no room at all, the wailing voice for help never ceased.

In the end, even the cold-blooded man in wolf's clothing couldn't help but marvel: Darling, this life is too hard, isn't it?

Feeling in awe suddenly.

Although he has never met him before, it seems that the Demon Mountain is not as timid and weak as the rumors said. He is so tough, but he is actually a man.

Just admiration and sympathy are useless.

There has never been any value in hell.

By now, even Huai Shi couldn't help but gasp.

ten minutes!

It's been a full ten minutes!

The thunder of dragon veins, Tianque weapons, and all kinds of curses and attacks from the miraculous signs, even if there is a mountain in front of us, it should at least be smashed to the depth of the trench.

But Magic Mountain is not dead yet? !

Now, on the earth, between the countless cracks, scattered rotten flesh fell like heavy rain, and the rotten blood had turned into rivers. The originally terrifying and crazy destruction center was only left with a skeleton that stretched like a mountain, with wisps of scarlet and flesh tendrils crawling on top of the cracked white bones.

The magic mountain screams.

Sharp shouts, pleas, curses, and even desperate moans overlapped into a vague roar, spreading one after another.

Such pain.

But it was not because of Huai Shi, but because of the terrifying pressure from his soul, the terrifying authority that quickly usurped his will and body and forcibly supported this rotten and broken piece of flesh!

Across the far depths, blessings from hell emerged one after another. Some kind of cold and cruel force ignored his pleas and forcibly penetrated into his soul.

In the difficult convulsions and wails of the Magic Mountain, come in!

"Hold it!!!"

The command that cannot be disobeyed explodes like thunder from the soul.

At the end of the sea of ​​​​blood, Qing Chang's eyes were locked on the body of the Demon Mountain. The fingers on the bone staff at his waist turned slightly, pouring power into the dying body continuously.

Wave after wave of energy pours into the soul, stimulating vitality and sustaining life. But the pain caused by this maintenance even made Mo Shan desperate to give up completely and embrace death.

Unfortunately, he no longer even has the freedom to die.

In particular, when the onlooker Xuan Guoqing showed a regretful look and said to the growth minister in a vague way, "You don't seem to be good at this thing, and it won't work when it comes to the heavenly genealogy," the problem was no longer a simple one. Life and death in the Magic Mountain!

But it involves the face and dignity of Changqing Qing as the ninth minister of the subjugated country!

no?

As a work that I personally promoted and cultivated, how can you not do it!

You must do it!

Chang Qing will never allow anything that goes against his own aesthetics and theories to happen in this world - nor will he allow his works to be defeated by an unknown iron statue!

Show your strength and backbone, you loser, don't die!

Now, across a long distance, under the infusion of Qing Chang, the power in the sea of ​​​​blood emerged from the remains of the Demon Mountain like a blowout, stimulating the broken tissue, forcibly stitching together the soul on the verge of collapse, making him Against the thunderous bombardment, it slowly squirmed and recovered.

The huge ring of flesh and blood opened again, drawing out the infinite life in the sea of ​​blood and growing again!

"This is shameless." Huai Shi frowned angrily: "Why is it that after the fourth stage has passed, there is still a fifth stage? Don't be a scumbag and die as soon as possible!"

"Ah ah ah ah, kill, I, I, I, kill, I kill you eat eat eat eat eat -"

In the fragmented and shrill roar, the gushing blood dyed the bones red again, and then, in the rapidly growing masses of rotten flesh, the deformed face of the Demon Mountain reappeared, but that face had been sewn with too many things that did not belong to him. The thing, even the roar became hollow and dull.

He has given up thinking.

But when he completely gave up on himself, the brutally growing destruction center began to skyrocket.

It actually rose up against the endless thunderbolts of the sky, opened its mouth, and the squirming flesh and blood closed up and gnawed on the Thunder Temple!

Bite it!

The squirming pieces of flesh flowed from the bones and quickly crawled towards the icon of Jupiter.

"Haha, good job, Magic Mountain, you did a good job!"

Chang Qing cheered for this 'Jedi's counterattack', his eyes were full of joy, and he pulled Xuan Qing beside him to dance, "Did you see it? Did you see it?

My destruction center is invincible in the world, hahahaha! ! ! ! "

"..."

Xuan Daoqing's expression twitched slightly, pretending not to see the old guy secretly adding blood to his work crazily, and just asked directly: "But even if he's not dead, what's the use?

Being killed is just a matter of time. "

"I think you don't understand at all!" Changqing looked up to the sky and laughed, stroking his scarlet beard, becoming more and more proud: "My destruction center is not just something with a little destructive power.

Although the guy in Magic Mountain is useless, as a carrier, its performance is excellent. After spending hundreds of experiments on me, in addition to its tenacious vitality and ability to be implanted in hell and serve as a pillar of the blood sea, the most important thing is that it is integrated with the power of the Dragon of Rot. The infinitely derived flesh and blood is extremely corrosive!

As long as you give it enough time, it can hatch an entire hell into an endless legion of madness, haha, look, look, it’s started, it’s started! "

The moment the Demon Mountain's will completely collapsed, the Destruction Center lost its last shackles and completely turned into a mass of rotten flesh that grew and reproduced out of control.

The broken face covered in sticky blood kept opening and closing, hitting the Thunder Temple, greedily eating the enemies in front of it, leaving vague tooth marks on the edges and corners of the throne.

More importantly, a large number of tentacles branched out from its body and wrapped around the Thunder Temple. No matter how much destruction came from Tianque and Thunder, they clung to it and never let go.

This familiar sense of erosion makes Huaishi unbelievable.

Immortal beast? No, that familiar feeling is actually the seed of the Rotting Dragon! ?

What is this, passing it on from generation to generation?

What happened?

But suddenly, being entangled by such a terrifying mass of rotten flesh, Huai Shi found that there seemed to be nothing he could do.

In his current state, apart from maintaining the operation of the nodes, he no longer has the energy to activate an exaggerated killing move like the Sword of Heaven.

And the key is that even if the opponent hits you, you won't be able to break your defense at all.

Even the rapidly growing flesh and blood blocked the Thunder Temple from a lot of bombardments and artillery fire from hell, which saved Huai Shi a lot of trouble.

However, large and small ones were constantly transforming and crawling out of the flesh and blood, like soldier ants, attacking all-pervasively, which made Huai Shi extremely annoyed.

Especially when Huai Shi's shouts kept coming to his ears.

"That's enough, stop talking!"

As a senior fan of Titus, Vulkan couldn't bear this. He couldn't help but hammer the table and angrily urged: "Then you should find a way to move quickly!"

"Um?"

Huaishi was stunned when he heard this.

It was like suddenly...perceiving something important?

"Um?"

Vulkan was also stunned.

Because suddenly, he saw that Huai Shi, who had been slumped on the chair, stood up suddenly as if he had been electrocuted. Immediately afterwards, his neck twisted 180 degrees in a bizarre posture, and he turned around.

Looking straight at him.

The eyes are as bright as a wolf illuminated by high beams in the dark.

"……move?"

Huai Shi tried hard to control her excitement and excitement, "You just said...this thing can be moved?"

Sorry, I originally wanted to write more today, but ended up taking Duoduo to the hospital for examinations all day long. I was really upset.