Section 463
boom! ! !
The curse made a roaring sound in shock, and the space where it was located trembled.
The cursed mirror flashed faces one after another,
The faces are all strong men of the undead tribe who have released their skills this time.
As the faces appear.
Injuries appeared on the heads of countless powerful undead men.
Huge amount of damage! ! !
Their blood bars were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, just like the scorching summer sun melting the remaining snow in late winter.
Countless strong men were killed instantly.
No matter whether these powerful men are at the semi-saint level or at the super god level.
Any face that appears in that cursed mirror will inevitably die.
Cursed Mirror is not a rebound attack.
Instead, after absorbing the attack, you get the maximum damage of all attacks.
Then use the maximum damage to counterattack every strong person who takes action.
For example, the total damage of the skill sea is trillions.
Then every strong man who takes action...
Everyone will suffer trillions of damage!
Who among the semi-saint-level and super-god-level experts present could withstand this damage?
Even if a saint-level powerhouse comes...
Even when facing the cursed mirror, you have to kneel down!
The more damage the Cursed Mirror absorbs, the greater the damage to the enemy!
Countless strong men died one after another...
Chu Wuyang's ears instantly sounded like a tsunami of reminders.
…
"Ding! You killed the undead semi-saint-level strongman, [the first-generation vampire]; you gained experience..."
"Ding! You killed the undead semi-saint-level powerhouse, [Nightmare Lich King]; you gained experience..."
"Ding! You killed the undead semi-saint-level powerhouse, [Green Flame Bone Dragon King]; you gained experience..."
…
Chu Wuyang listened to the prompt, opened and closed his upper and lower jaws, and said calmly: "Grant!"
As her words fell to the ground.
I saw countless golden lights appearing on her body.
The golden light instantly covered every skeleton warrior in the Bone King's legion. The level and strength of those skeleton warriors had obviously increased a lot.
"Kill!" Chu Wuyang ordered.
"Ouch~" Following her order, the Bone King Legion swarmed towards the tens of billions of powerful undead people.
"Kill, kill, kill, kill these damn undead." The skeleton warriors screamed, fearlessly attacking the strong men who were hundreds of times their own number.
"The skeleton rises, the bone king is invincible, kill!" The skeleton warriors were armed to the teeth with various top-notch props, waving their weapons and roaring.
Just then.
Chu Wuyang's figure appeared among the tens of billions of powerful enemies.
With her appearance...
There was a surviving semi-saint strong man who found that everything he owned had been stolen.
…
"Ding! Your skills have been stolen!"
"Hint: Stolen time: permanent!"
"Ding! Your backpack has been stolen!"
"Hint: Stolen time: permanent!"
"Ding! 50% of your health has been stolen!"
"Tip: Theft time: 7 days!"
"Ding! 50% of your mana has been stolen!"
"Ding! 50% of your defense/attack has been stolen!"
"Tip: Theft time: 7 days!"
"Ding! 50% of your attribute points have been stolen!"
"Tip: Theft time: 7 days!"
…
At the same time as the theft alarm sounded.
Chu Wuyang's body exuded a black light that annihilated everything.
The black light was like a needle, and the heavy rain poured down in all directions.
Blessed with theft attributes...
Although it was only temporary, Chu Wuyang's various attributes had reached an extremely heaven-defying level.
Even the most common skills can instantly kill strong men of all levels.
For a time, countless strong men from the undead tribe were suppressed by Chu Wuyang.
And the Bone King Army, which came like a landslide and tsunami, and tens of millions of super-god-level skeletons, were like harvesters, harvesting the lives of the powerful undead tribesmen wantonly.
…
The same time that the massacre in the Realm of the Dead occurred.
Abyssal plane.
The entrance to the demon world and the abyss plane.
The energy that destroys the world comes from the entrance, crushing everything.
Anyway, no matter whether the human race set up an ambush at the entrance, set up a barrier, or there are still strong people blocking the road...
Use waves of skills to wash the ground first.
After confirming that there is no danger ahead.
Countless semi-saint-level strong men from all races led countless strong men from the demon world to the abyss plane.
There are hundreds of millions of powerful semi-saints from the demon clan, leading tens of billions of powerful demon clans into the abyss plane!
Hundreds of millions of powerful semi-saints from the God Clan lead tens of billions of strong men from the God Clan into the abyss!
Fight against hundreds of millions of powerful semi-saints from the Witch Clan and lead tens of billions of powerful gods from the God Clan into the abyss!
The Hell Tribe, Elemental Tribe, Zerg Tribe, Mechanical Tribe, Hidden Tribe, Gray Tribe, Rock Tribe, Orc Tribe (main team), Elf Tribe, Winged Tribe, Dwarf Tribe, Goblin Tribe, Mammoth Tribe, Beamon Tribe, and countless other races...
Strong men were sent to participate in this invasion of all races.
Suddenly, trillions of alien races appeared in the abyss plane.
And their appearance, every move...
They are all within the coverage of Qin Feng's spiritual thoughts.
"All races, hehe."
The center of the abyss plane.
Qin Feng's eyes were deep, and he silently used his spiritual thoughts to lock every strong man from all races.
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"Huh? Not good!"
"We are locked by divine thoughts."
"It's Qin Feng from the human race!"
Many powerful people from all races felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes in the sky watching their every move, and their scalps were numb.
Shi Jing, the super god of the War Witch Clan, had a gloomy face.
In the information about Qin Feng...
It didn't say that Qin Feng had such a powerful divine mind.
That is, Qin Feng has grown a lot in this short period of time.
"Qin Feng's growth rate..."
"Too scary."
He looked at the gathering place of the semi-saint-level strongmen.
He found that the semi-saint-level strongmen didn't care much about it.
"Humph!" Dongshan, the semi-saint of the God Clan, who had golden skin, a muscular body, and a strong sense of power, snorted coldly.
"Qin Feng is just struggling to death."
Dongshan sneered: "We semi-saints, if we form a battle formation, can compete with the saint-level big guys!"
"Qin Feng...no matter how strong he is, he can't match us."