Vol 2 Chapter 1242: 28 The real black hand

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"What rule do you want? I can give it to you," Xu Zimo replied.
Bone is one of the gloomy powers. Even though he is not afraid of flames, thunder is the most masculine thing in the world.
It is its nemesis.
At this moment, the thunder riot broke out, and the faint blue light was like a of death, "crackling".
The traces of purple arc make people frightening.
"Asshole, let me out," the Bone King screamed while screaming in Wan Lei's cage.
Xu Zimo didn't care, snapped his fingers, and suddenly Thunder was annihilated, and the bone king's body and Thunder were all shattered.
At this time, the "rumble" footsteps sounded.
The Rat King rushed out of the cave with a group of bones and skulls, and behind it was carrying a huge mace.
This mace is covered with barbed fangs, which is extremely powerful.
"Which Xiao Xiao dare to make trouble with us," the rat king shouted with a grin.
When it stood in front of Xu Zimo, it looked like a giant mouse, looking down at Xu Zimo, high above it.
"A human being, dare to break into our mass burial valley," the Rat King sneered, and without a word he pulled the mace and smashed it towards Xu Zimo.
With a "boom", the loud noise was just a sound, and it shattered countless bones around.
The knife and the stick collided, and waves of powerful air continued to fluctuate.
The two figures separated, and the Rat King looked at his mace, only to see that there were shallow knife marks on it.
"What a great knife," Rat King snorted coldly.
His eyes turned round and round, the beards on the temples were vigorous, and he swung his mace again.
Xu Zimo chuckled lightly. Although the Rat King was full of power, he was very slow every time because of his hypertrophy.
Xu Zimo saw the right time and deceived him directly, Ba Ying with a biting flame, slammed into the rat king's fiercely.
A terrible scream resounded throughout the bone forest.
The Rat King jumped tens of meters high and shouted: "Boy, you play Yin."
"The soldiers are not tired of fraud," Xu Zimo said.
His domineering shadow was facing upwards, and another sword aura burst out from his hand, only hearing a "boom", the Rat King was directly blown out.
"Freewind Meteor Stick Method," the rat king screamed sharply from the void.
I saw that the mace in its hand fell like a meteor, dotted with dots on it.
His movements have become more proficient.
Every time I waved the big stick in my hand, it was the shooting stars and fireworks everywhere, and the ground was hammered out of countless big holes.
The great wind was airtight, just tearing everything along the way, Xu Zimo's figure quickly backed away.
His eyes condensed slightly, seeing the timing, Ba Ying quickly pierced out, directly stuck in the gap between the rotation of the mace.
It seemed that he was stuck, and the power of the mace was directly stagnated, Xu Zimo cast his power undiminished, and Ba Ying still stabbed forward forcefully.
Hearing a "boom", the tip of the knife pierced directly into the rat king's chest.
Green blood was left along his chest, and the blood seemed to be rotten.
But obviously, Ba Ying was not afraid of decay, the blood was useless, and Ba Ying was strangling in his body.
"You can try that trick to split the sky in all directions," Xu Zimo said to himself.
His body suddenly burst out with a sword intent like the sky.
The knife that Lu Sheng had made before flew out and went directly into the rat king's body.
Nothing is unstoppable, nothing can stop.
The sword intent burst out with a brilliant light, bursting out of the rat king's body, and the sword light that could even split the sky went forward.
The Rat King seemed to feel something, his face was horrified, but he couldn't speak, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Only the endless rays of light, and the sky-cracking sword intent that makes it difficult to look directly at it burst out.
The Bone Forest was shocked, the light shone across the forest, and then quickly disappeared.
When countless bones looked again, the Rat King had disappeared without a trace, only Xu Zimo's figure stood in place.
When Xu Zimo came step by step, he seemed to be walking in the footsteps of death, knocking in countless hearts.
The Little Bone Monsters broke up immediately, fleeing everywhere, and there were countless people trampling each other to death.
"These things can also rule the Mass Burial Valley," Xu Zimo said with some confusion.
The next moment, as if to dismiss his doubts, I saw that the originally gloomy Mass Burial Valley suddenly bursts of evil wind.
This evil wind is strange, flying sand and rocks, the sky is dim.
Swept the whole world, Xu Zimo's black hair was blown into the air.
And the bones that fled into the wild seemed to have been targeted, and they were all blown into the sky.
Whether it is living bones or white skeletons, they are mixed together.
The black wind, the white bones, and the mixed evil wind surrounded Xu Zi Mo Tuan.
"Chi," a mighty voice came from nowhere.
The surrounding void changed accordingly.
"It's the formation," Xu Zimo muttered to himself.
In the flying sand and rocks, the bones are gathered together.
"Twenty-eight evil springs," the voice in the darkness sounded again. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com
The evil spirit has begun to take shape above the head, and the water of the yellow spring is looming in the wind.
Occasionally, the sound of "crashing" sounded in my ears.
"Since this Mass Burial Valley is here, why not try my formation," the voice said again.
"The formation is a good formation, it's a pity...," Xu Zimo shook his head slightly.
He has the Tianyan astrolabe in his left hand and the compass in his right hand.
This world is so big that there are few places that you cannot go to.
The two big star compasses hung overhead, and when they were spinning at this moment, the stars, the gossip, and the heavenly branches all moved.
Xu Zimo walked forward step by step.
If you look at it from an ordinary person's point of view, he will simply leave, but if he is a person who understands the formation.
You will understand that there is a rhyme in the steps he walks.
The formations are ever-changing, but every step of his is changing, and only a person can understand the mystery.
Even a master of formation can't be extremely precise in every step.
Xu Zimo stepped into the yin wind, and saw evil spirits surge towards him.
He took a step forward, unbiased, just to escape the blow.
No matter how dangerous this formation is, Xu Zimo is calm and calm. He can't touch him with anger, and Huang Quan doesn't touch his clothes.
The bones were depleted, and the position of Twenty Du Tian's evil spirit was visible, and Xu Zimo walked out peacefully.
Behind him, the billowing evil spirit and Huang Quan were roaring.
When Xu Zimo looked up, he saw a few big trees in front of him, and the pitch-black crow spread its wings and black feathers, looking at him in a haze.
"It's been a long time since I saw such a strong existence," the crow said, vomiting.
"Why don't you show your true face and borrow something to talk," Xu Zimo said.
He could tell that the crow in front of him was only controlled by others.
Not the one behind the scenes at all.