togophonebook Chapter 612 Hard fight
Chapter 612 Hard fight
Chapter 612 Hard fight
The blood-red light released by the master continued to shoot upwards, meeting Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Scythe.
Amidst the sonorous explosion, the light enveloped Bibi Dong's entire body.
At the moment when the light was about to destroy her body, she was finally able to move.
Bibi Dong was worthy of being a strong man who inherited the Rakshasa position, she was not overwhelmed by the opponent's aura, at this moment she resumed her actions.
Under the confrontation between the two, the light gradually dimmed, and the master's figure appeared in midair, fiercely confronting Bibi Dong, the blood-red and purple-black rays of light burst out almost simultaneously.
Hearing Bibi Dong let out a roar, he poured all his soul power into the Rakshasa Scythe, trying to take the master's blow with all his might.
In the blink of an eye, the blood-red light gradually subsided, and the purple-black light surged, as if to swallow the entire abyss.
Bibidong sneered secretly in her heart, she felt that this master just possessed some strange power, this kind of power was different from Douluo Dalu's soul power, so she was a little caught off guard when fighting, if combined strength, she would definitely not be her opponent.
After all, she has achieved the position of god, she thinks that her divine power must be much stronger than the person in front of her.
"Now let's see how you can contend against me!" Bibi Dong snarled, and the purple-black magic sickle ran towards the master's chest again.
No one on the Douluo Continent would dare to take the blow of the Rakshasa god. Facing this kind of attack, they had no choice but to run away.
But the master did not hide or evade.
He snorted coldly, and swung his arm up, as if drawing a big bow. Blood-red fist light burst out from the back of his hand, submerging his entire body in an instant.
I saw him burst out with a punch!
The red light suddenly exploded, as if the blood-colored setting sun exploded in the narrow space, all directions instantly turned blood-red, Bibi Dong felt as if she had entered an ocean poured with blood.
A suffocating sense of trembling came to her heart.
However, this didn't stop her attack, the sickle in Bibi Dong's hand continued to slash towards the opposite side without stopping.
Chi-
With a soft sound, Bibi Dong's figure transformed by Wuhun directly condensed in mid-air, densely packed small holes appeared on her raised hand, and blood-red spots of light appeared on her forehead.
That weird spot of light stayed on her forehead and between her eyebrows, and it quietly sank in for an instant.
The head of Bibi Dong's body instantly turned transparent blood red, and the entire skull and brain could be clearly seen.
In the next moment, amidst a loud bang, it was blown to pieces.
Bibi Dong herself watched this scene helplessly, feeling the cold hands and feet spread all over her body, she quickly flapped three pairs of light wings, and flew upwards with all her strength.
She couldn't believe that what happened in front of her was real. At that moment before, she really felt the threat of death.
One must know that although Bibi Dong's body separated from her martial soul is composed of divine power and divine soul, it is no different from her main body, even the attack and defense capabilities are exactly the same.
If at that moment just now, it wasn't the avatar that was hit, but the main body, then her result would be the same as the body formed by the condensed spirit, shattering in mid-air.
Bibi Dong's eyes were full of fear, she frantically flapped her light wings, and instantly flew thousands of meters backwards.
With such a short distance, she didn't dare to regain her senses and run away, her shocked eyes still resting on her master.
The master didn't chase after her in a hurry, but glanced coldly at Bibi Dong with that kind of indifferent and cold gaze. Even though she had escaped thousands of meters, she could still truly feel the feeling of her soul being frozen.
At this moment, Bibi Dong has no fighting spirit at all, she just wants to escape from this abyss desperately, leave the steeple again, and never get close to this place.
Her speed is very fast, and she flew tens of thousands of meters in a short time. If an ordinary person sees her speed, it will be impossible to capture her speed. It must be as if nothing happened. Can't see clearly.
Just when Bibi Dong thought that she was out of the opponent's attack range, the master moved!
whoosh-
He turned into a blood-red light, and flew towards the entrance of the cave with a meteor-like tail flame.
In the pitch-black abyss, a crimson tail flame flung out tens of thousands of meters in length, giving the impression that a long knife cut through the darkness, leaving a deep mark.
Soon, the purple-black light emitted from Bibi Dong's body intertwined with the blood-red light.
There was no violent collision between the two as before. When the two beams of light intertwined, they just formed an invisible wave of air that rolled in all directions.
At this moment, they were already on the edge of the cave entrance, and the huge oppressive force made the soul masters outside feel a little out of breath.
Bibi Dong felt a trace of fear, she hated this feeling.
She shouted sharply, and countless purple-black air currents appeared in all directions, condensing towards her body.
Obviously Bibi Dong is rapidly gathering energy.
The purple-black airflow gathered from all directions is the resentment that fills this vast space.
Most of these grievances came from the soul masters who were killed. From the time when the allied forces of the Spirit Hall and the Heaven Dou Empire entered, two thirds of the soul masters had already died.
The purple-black light was the most massive where the people fell, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves lingered everywhere.
Rakshasa God possesses this terrifying ability.
She is able to draw upon the darkest, most filthy thoughts and thoughts of living and dead creatures.
The divine power of Rakshasa is formed by the condensation of these thoughts.
The power formed by these resentments may be much stronger than those beliefs, but the disadvantage of this power is that it cannot last long.
But the energy formed by faith needs to be accumulated over a long period of time. For a battle, it is obvious that the power of this kind of resentment is stronger.
What's more important is that there were countless casualties in this battle, and Bibi Dong, who had already become a god, led the team. These soul masters all had the belief that they must win, but now they all died one after another. The resentment in these people's hearts can be imagined .
At this moment, this should be regarded as the best battlefield for Rakshasa God.
Bibi Dong waved the Rakshasa sickle in her hand again, at this moment the eight sickles on her back flew out simultaneously, and merged with the one in her hand.
Her eyes were always locked on the master who was flying towards her, but the Rakshasa sickle in her hand flew to the other side, drawing a huge arc in mid-air, and throwing a strange curve that was unpredictable well.
(End of this chapter)