bdsm-fiction Chapter 153
Chapter 153
In the face of this shocking sword, the corners of the Horned Ghost Throne's mouth flashed with disdain, the black lines on his body slid and flowed, and the dark and strange ability covered his whole body, and
he smashed the sword light with one punch.
The
earth shook, and a deep pit was trampled out of the Horned Ghost Throne.
Although Zhuang Chu couldn't catch the figure of the throne, he also knew that he must have rushed towards them.
With a solemn expression, Heavy Armor took a step forward.
A
layer of darkness appeared on him, and the powerful defense was undoubtedly displayed.
But in the face of a forty-level gap.
The moment the Horned Ghost Throne appeared in front of him, the giant shield was as fragile as a piece of paper, and the fist pierced through.
With a snort, it directly penetrated Zhuang Chu's body.
A time magic circle appeared on the Horned Ghost Throne, but it was still a step too slow, Zhuang Chu sprayed blood wildly, but he still held his body and did not take a step back.
Seeing this scene in front of him, Lin Feng's eyes were furious and shocked!
Without saying a word, he directly took out his pocket watch and performed the forbidden technique.
"When the reverse spell is cast!
" "Don't!"
A ring ruler directly interrupted Lin Feng's forbidden technique.
If the target level of the forbidden technique exceeds itself, then how many times the price will need to be paid.
Although Wang Lu didn't know what the price of Lin Feng's use of the forbidden technique was, the price of the hundred-level throne was not something he could bear, and using the forbidden technique was tantamount to suicide!
Zhuang Chu looked at the Horned Ghost Throne in front of him and smiled miserably.
He dreamed of fighting the throne, but it turned out to be so powerful.
Countless darkness swept around him, instantly engulfing the two of them.
The judgment is over,
depriving all senses and imprisoning endless darkness.
The Horned Ghost Throne looked at everything around him, and the corners of his mouth turned up with mockery.
"Playing this kind of pediatrics?"
"Terran kid, he has good talent, but he plays badly. "
I saw a pair of red horns on the head of the Horned Ghost Throne emitting light, like a mirage, and the blood-red drum tower emerged layer by layer in this darkness.
The Horned Ghost Throne sat on a high platform, looking down at the heavily armored figure below.
The difference in strength, there is no comparison at all.
Zhuang Chu also knew this very well, raised his head, and looked at the Horned Ghost Throne with fearless eyes.
Lift your greatsword and charge forward.
Kill!The
Horned Ghost Throne's face grinned, and what he liked most was this kind of suicide that he thought was courageous.
Outside, Wang Lu's eyebrows showed the true meaning of his heart, and he kept writing poems with a ruler in his hand.
The pen fell into the rain, the heavens and the earth shook, and the poems became weeping ghosts and gods!
The saint clouds, the heavens are evil, they can still live, and they are self-inflicted, they cannot live!
The ink characters exude pure and righteous righteousness, and the judgment will finally disintegrate.
The scene that caught their eyes made the expressions of the two suddenly change.
Lin Feng looked at Zhuang Chu's figure in a daze, and was so worried that he clenched his palms.
"Captain!!"
Zhuang Chu's chest was broken with a big hole, and all the internal organs were invisible.
The smile on the face of the Horned Ghost Throne was playfully hideous, and he raised his hand to pluck off the head of Zhuang Chu's corpse, looked at Lin Feng's painful eyes, and opened his mouth, revealing a bloody mouth full of fangs.
Without hesitation, he swallowed Zhuang Chu's head in one gulp.
"Terran genius, it's really delicious~"
A familiar and rich dark aura appeared on the Horned Ghost Throne.
In an instant, the phantom of the Immovable Hades King appeared behind the Horned Ghost Throne, and the powerful defense was completely different from when Zhuang Chu used it.
Lin Feng's pupils shrank, and he didn't know where he was that the Horned Ghost Throne had devoured the captain and gained his skills.
The Horned Ghost Throne raised his head indifferently, looked at the majestic and righteous Confucian characters, and raised his hand to smash it with a fist.
With Zhuang Chu's ability to move the Hades, his combat power has actually increased a lot.
On Zhuang Chu's broken body, the heavy armor was almost completely shattered and fell to the ground.
When the Horned Ghost Throne was confronting the text, he kicked Zhuang Chu's body, and his entire body instantly exploded into a blood mist.
The time spell on him seemed to be not limited at all.
Lin Feng also held on to the time coagulation spell, and the blood in his mouth spurted out in a big gulp, and he was always devoured.
In front of him was a real throne, not the boy who had borrowed the power of the skeletal throne.
He can't be restrained....
Wang Lu sighed slightly, turned around and waved his hand, directly pushing Lin Feng more than ten meters away.
He said calmly, "Let's go." "
If you let this kid persist any longer, he will be eaten to death.
Wang Lu raised the ring ruler in his hand, his eyes screaming.
In the past hundred years, he has learned more than 10,000 books, but he only lives here.
The world has suffered for a long time, and the students are incompetent, and they are really ashamed of their ancestors and saints.
The eleven words on the ring ruler bloomed with an astonishing majesty, and with just one glance, the Horned Ghost Throne, which had always been confident, suddenly changed his face
! Although he could not understand it, he felt an extremely terrible threat
! Benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith, bravery, sincerity, forgiveness, loyalty, filial piety, and piety!
These eleven words did not fly towards the Horned Ghost Throne, but fell in the blood mist of Zhuang Chu.
Sure enough, the words were perfectly integrated into it, and the blood mist was instantly reshaped.
Lin Feng in the distance, seeing a familiar figure, slowly walked out of the blood mist, and suddenly couldn't help but feel excited!
Confucian sage retained Zhuang Chu's spiritual wisdom and recreated the extreme realm.
How much holy science you meet, how powerful you can get, but the eleven big characters fit perfectly with Zhuang Chu.
This Terran's most outstanding genius at the moment has always possessed the qualities of a sage.
Zhuang Chu at this moment surpassed the hundred levels and was on par with the saints.
Powerful power burst out at him, and without a trace of hesitation, he rushed directly towards the Horned Ghost Throne.
One throne, one saintly body.
There was a roar and a shake, but in just a moment, the Horned Ghost Throne was crushed by Zhuang Chu, and punch after punch smashed into the Horned Ghost Throne's face.
Teeth are chipping and eyeballs are bursting.
If the truth doesn't work, then convince people with virtue!
Wang Lu closed his eyes and recited the Confucian sacred science, and the precepts left by his ancestors were slowly dissipating.
Suddenly, the red horns on the head of the Horned Ghost Throne shone brightly, and his body swelled up suddenly, instantly turning into an even more terrifying humanoid monster.
More than ten meters tall, nine heads, and the upper body is full of arms.
Like a terrifying ghost, ten pairs of eyes, staring at Zhuang Chu, roared, and took the initiative to rush up.
Zhuang Chu raised his hand, the small words of the poetry were bones, and the Tianque giant sword condensed in his hand.
"People with lofty ideals do not seek to survive to harm benevolence, but they have to kill themselves to become benevolent. Wang Lu said softly.
The body of the sword emitted a majestic white light, and with a single sword, it instantly slashed the rushing Horned Ghost Throne into two halves.
The giant sword then turned into countless words and scattered, densely falling on the body of the Horned Ghost Throne, penetrating into the depths.
The two bodies that fell to the ground were extremely painful, Zhuang Chu stepped forward directly without giving a chance, and condensed an ordinary chopping axe in his hand.
An axe falls.
The two red horns on his forehead suddenly fell, as if he had lost his strength, and the body of the Horned Ghost Throne quickly returned to its original state and no longer struggled.
The Horned Ghost Throne lifted half of its terrifying face and reached out, struggling to get the Red Horn back.
The axe fell again, and both heads of the Horned Ghost Throne hit the ground at the same time.
A hundred-level crimson blood spirit emerged.