The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

Wadim didn't notice that he had stepped on the spell left by Limbo Prison, and his whole body tightened suddenly, and the cold breath bound his body.

The evil ghost raised its sharp claws, and Lingbo Prison turned into an evil ghost again, and it was about to swing its sharp claws down.

But seeing the rabbit rising and falling, in a flash, the evil ghost's claws and most of its body were smashed into pieces. The dark white head turned three times in the air, was twisted off abruptly, and kicked out.

The flying head accurately hit Belial's chest, and he flew more than five meters away with the lead, and the impact made a dull sound reminiscent of being hit by a shot put flying with all its strength.

"Cough..." Belial coughed up a big mouthful of old blood, he could feel his breastbone and ribs were broken into dozens of puzzle pieces, he raised his head, and saw a beautiful woman with flowing white hair slowly lowering her right leg : "You, why did you help him."

"Yeah, why... I'm also looking for the reason." Su Bai stretched his shoulders a bit: "Maybe it's just that it's uncomfortable to look at Erwuzi? Or maybe you're too disdainful, and you didn't hold back before you did it."

"Ahem..." Belial stood up while coughing blood, his wound was healing automatically, and his smile became more and more rampant: "Don't be too busy complacent, although my layout is not as good as yours, but the hole card is always the second hand dominant."

"I don't understand what you're thinking." Wodim frowned: "If you become a god in this rumored belt, you can get rid of the domination of the Alien God. What's the dissatisfaction? Obviously it can be resolved through dialogue, very To resort to force..."

"No, no, there are some things that cannot be clarified through dialogue." Beryl shook his head: "Wadim, you must not understand."

"?" Wodim looked puzzled: "What?"

"Evil people don't need a reason to do evil. It's much easier to deny a person's success than to create it yourself. This is called the joy of a bully." Su Bai glanced at Wodaimu: "So I said you are doomed to fail. People have no value of being saved, good people have their own kindness, and evil people are always the same, because evil needs no reason.”

"Wicked? I like this title." Belial just raised the corners of his lips when he noticed the cold stare. He hurriedly concealed his expression, and at the same time, his expression showed a little urgency. If Su Bai wanted to kill someone, even the fox would not He must be able to protect him, so he rolled his eyes and changed the subject: "Speaking of which, Wadim, do you know why I must come to this strange belt?"

"...Because the British Lost Belt is too dangerous, if that Lost Belt wins the competition, it may lead to the destruction of the whole world." Wadim replied seriously: "I have investigated the British Lost Belt form, and as a civilization, there is no better than this Worse form of expression."

"Really?" Belial said disapprovingly: "I didn't think about it so much. There was only one reason for me to escape from the Odd Belt... because I offended the king of the Odd Belt, she wanted to take me no matter what. It’s too much, so I can only escape to the fifth strange news, but what’s worse, her judgment can break through even the storm barrier.” He smiled and said, “As long as I shout, I’m here ...there will be a punishment from heaven."

Wadim's face changed: "Could it be that you——!"

Before he finished speaking, Belial pointed to the sky: "Look, it's already here—!"

Li Xiang raised her head and could see a golden glow falling from the sky. She was too familiar with this scene. She had seen such a glow in the sixth singularity before. It was almost a nightmarish golden flash.

Matthew also talked about this discoloration: "The brilliance of the holy gun...that belongs to the Lion King!"

"Grass, law enforcement across the strange news belt?" Su Bai was shocked: "The skill of judging the protoss is still cooling down, I can't stand it now."

Holmes shouted: "Dodge, dodge... No, it seems too late, we can't dodge this level of range attack!"

Lixiang gritted her teeth and took out a copper card: "If I use Arash's job card and release a meteor, maybe..."

"No! Senior, this trick is absolutely not acceptable!" Matthew hastily stopped: "The consequences are too serious, and the impact is unpredictable. In case senior also..."

Wadim took a deep breath, and he ran the magic circuit: "Leave it to me!"

The magic of the celestial body was running, and a huge magic circle was formed on the sky, and the power of the stars turned into a barrier, blocking the golden flash of the Holy Lance.

In an instant, everything turned into pure white, and the torrent of power from the golden holy gun washed over the astral magic circle, and the terrifying aftermath spread.

It is unbelievable that Wodaimu actually held on, and alone withstood the light of judgment from the Holy Lance.

However, Belial took the opportunity to shout: "Apostles of the Alien God, what are you waiting for! Hurry up—!"

Su Bai narrowed his eyes: "Do you think I'm dead?"

"No!" Wadim's thinking became more flexible, and he turned his head to look to the other side: "The apostles are not going to kill me, but..."

The line of sight is slightly shifted, on the platform in front of the huge fantasy tree, when there is no sound, the two apostles of alien gods Alter Ego have approached the fantasy tree.

One is a black-haired middle-aged man dressed as a priest, with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth; the other is a brown-red-haired young man in a red coat with his muscular upper body bare. The former makes room, while the latter Slowly throwing down the coat in his hand, holding his hands empty, he pulled out a sharp long knife from the void, and in an instant, the abundant magic power merged with the outrageous divine power.

There was the sound of forging knives beating in the air. There was no hammer, no furnace, and no iron felt in his hands. However, the sound of forging knives was still endless, beating rhythmically, and with the sound of breathing, it seemed to compose a song. The Song of the Wind.

He took a long breath, holding the weapon in his right hand, and fierce sparks burst out from a blade that emerged from the raging fire. The edge that shatters everything in the world.

Qianzi Muramasa's sword has been displayed once since the chapter of Heroic Swordsman, and his treasure is capable of cutting off all peerless sharpness.

Different from Su Bai's high realm, the Muramasa Sword is a weapon made by gods. Since it has such characteristics, 【Du Mou·Munzheng】is 【Tianzhi Congyun】

This is a sword that can kill even gods!Even the giant god Atlas in Greek mythology.

The target of the Alien God's apostle is Atlas, if Atlas is beheaded...no one will be able to hinder the Alien God's resurrection.

Wadham shouted: "Don't worry about me, go stop them—!"

Before he shouted, Su Bai had already drawn the knife, his thumb pushed the jaw of the knife, and the blade rubbed against the edge of the scabbard, bringing out a few small sparks.

He noticed that his hands were trembling slightly, uncontrollably... The sequelae of the previous arrow were far more serious than expected.

With a lifespan of a hundred years, what he drives now is more like the body of a withered centenarian, and more importantly, the loss of soul power is also huge.

He actually didn't want to help Wadim, but he couldn't let the Alien God come. He had exhausted his remaining power when dealing with Chaos, and he had to consider bringing another god of the same specification level. Everyone ran away together.

Su Bai stabilized his mind, the clear mirror stopped the water, and his mind was on the edge of the sword: "Sword ten...one Nirvana!"

It's a pity that he can't even use Shura's energy now, maybe because his mental power has declined, he can't use the ultimate Shura, but he can imitate the Nirvana move that he couldn't learn for many years.

The frenzy of sword energy that swept away was indeed an extremely manpower move. The ranged sword energy bombardment was like shells washing the ground.

It's a pity that none of the humanoid creatures here are human anymore, let alone the apostles who have taken refuge in alien gods.

The priest held the black key and stood behind Qianzicunzheng, relying on his strong body and strong attributes to forcefully support the sword to wash the ground, even if his shoulders and thighs were pierced by the sword blade, he did not frown. The Heroic Spirit will not die if the Killing Core is not destroyed.

But Su Bai's moves did not come to an end. When the priest was blinded by the sword energy, Su Bai suddenly changed his moves, and the swaying Nirvana sword energy switched in the palm of his hand.

How could a sword be such an inconvenience?

The moves can be switched at will, and when the power is exhausted, there are endless changes.