Chapter 2020: Huge gap "plus more"

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"A good boy, even dare to swindle the god, then you will die."
The face was completely irritated, and he only had one road left. Now he has only the only choice, that is, he has not refining the blood and killing him immediately.
Even if his spiritual thoughts, rushing out can only be one, and in this world, it also has a huge advantage over the purple.
"Boom."
The face was angry, and in the heart behind him, it violently beaten, and a wave of energy fluctuated, and Eliman’s body exploded and dissipated.
The last bit of energy in Erieman's body is also absorbed by the heart.
Then, from the heart, a large piece of red light emerged. These red lights are not the original golden blood, but they are also extremely pure gods. They form a blood cell, and the amount of blood in it is almost unlimited. 100,000 drops.
The blood cells of these blood whistling toward the purple scorpion, blocked by the barrier halfway, but it did not stop, but the smashing impact on it.
In the process of the impact, the face directly turned into a light, rushing into the interior of the blood-colored sphere.
"Peng."
The blood cell smashed into the barrier and wanted to break the barrier. On the top, a soft light glowed on the white ball.
The light fell on the blood ball, causing the blood ball to start to tremble, and a slap in the snow.
"Hey."
As the rumor spread, the blood ball continued to rush forward, at this time, the broken knife trembled, and a bright knife rushed out of it, smashing toward the blood ball below.
The knives flashed away, and the more sturdy cockroaches came out of the blood cells. The whole blood ball was divided into two by the knife, and nearly nine tenths of the blood cells were directly opened, and the remaining one tenth. It is forced to cross the other side of the barrier.
The remaining one-tenth of the blood cells, some of which passed through the barrier, instantly turned into an arm, as if one had just passed.
The remaining nine tenths is turned into pure energy, and goes along the barrier toward the white ball above. As the white ball absorbs the blood, the body surface of the whole ball also appears. The blood of the blood.
It’s just that the blood is shining, and it quickly dissipates.
The outside world, the purple scorpion has perceived, slowly opened his eyes, and happened to see that blood color energy has revealed a head, seeing the face, the purple sorrow can not help but glimpse, "Eliman,"
The face is Erieman, but the opponent's original dark eyes, now turned into a flame-like color, the breath that comes out of the body, is no longer a natural atmosphere, with some faint sacredness.
"No, you are not Erieman, you are the face,"
The purple cicada reacted instantly and exclaimed.
"Kid, dare to deceive the god, you have to die."
Elieman’s front half has been fully explored, and his eyes swept to the purple, and he whispered.
The other party really wants to come out, the pupil of Zi Yan can not help but shrink, although I don't know what the other party paid, but I feel that it is not too strong, Zi Zi also guessed that the price paid by the other party must not be small.
Now, through the mask formed by the scabbard, the sable has almost no means of attack. After seeing the other party coming out, he did not immediately rush forward, but chose to keep going backwards. In the process of retreating, the sable body is in the air. The energy of the gods of the stock is also constantly absorbed by the body.
As the body absorbs the energy of the gods, the spirit of the purple scorpion is also growing.
"Kid, the space here is so big, this God sees where you can go,"
The cold voice came out again, and Eliman’s one foot had already come out, and there was one foot left in the whole body, but at the other end of the barrier, it was a red light, which looked very strange.
The purplish continually recedes until it reaches the end of this space, and in the process it constantly absorbs the energy of the gods.
He wants to adapt to the pressure here with a strong flesh before the other party comes. If it is not, then he is afraid that Elieman will be defeated by the face.
"Boom."
Just listening to a shock, Eliman has completely gone out.
Eliman, coming out, looked back at the white ball, his eyes full of grievances.
Just 90% of his energy and spiritual thoughts were absorbed by the ball, and then reintegrated into the array, strengthening the array.
This lineup specifically for him is a dead end. If he does not resist, all the energy will flow through in a long time. But if you resist, your own consumption will be very large, there will be too much energy absorbed by the array method, and then strengthen the array method.
Just like this forced out, he can only stay in this space, and can no longer go back. If you can't break the array, then the spiritual thoughts that he will rush out will dissipate on his own.
This is the target of the formation of the law, he is undoubtedly hateful.
Looking back again, he saw the purple scorpion, the other party's strength is too weak, if not the scabbard, he has long been swallowed by himself, where to calculate himself.
However, it was because of this scabbard that he saw the hope of breaking the battle. When he was sealed, there were only two things in the world that could break this array, one of which was the scabbard.
Now, the opportunity is finally here.
After familiarizing himself with this energy body as quickly as possible, he was in the midst of this horrible pressure and rushed toward Ziyan.
His speed is not very fast, but every step falls, but it can trigger a virtual turbulence, the invisible shock, bringing tremendous pressure to the purple.
Zi Yan opened his eyes and looked at Eliman, who was still calm.
He had tried to make energy before, but it was useless. This energy did not break the protection of the scabbard.
Now that Eliman wants to hurt him, he must undoubtedly break the protection of the scabbard. In the process of breaking the protection, the sable can also seize the time to enhance the body.
If you want to not be killed, at the very least you can stand up and fight. If not, everything is no good.
"You used to be too greedy. If you refining it earlier, maybe there is still a chance. Unfortunately, you have wasted your time on the request, and now you are thinking about strengthening the body, it is late."
Cold smile at the purple sable, Erieman walked to the front of the purple scorpion, clenched his fists, punched out, the pressure of terror and the whistling wind.
"boom."
The mask trembled, the blood color energy surged, and a sound echoed in the space.
Ziyan stood in the mask, motionless, and the tremble of the mask did not affect him. He was still taking the time to refine the energy of the gods.
"The thing, dare to deceive the gods. This is the end."
Eliman's face was full of anger, and it was punched out. This space once again oscillated, and the mask shook violently.
He is a powerful god. He once existed in omnipotence. He is now trapped here. As long as this little guy easily goes up and takes away the broken knife, he can get out of trouble, but this guy is not.
Since he does not want to, then he will kill him and replace it.
"Boom." "Boom."
The fist fell like a raindrop, constantly attacking the mask, and the shock is constantly coming out.
The rumbling sound rang through the entire space, and the whole space was shaking.
In the space ahead, another face appeared from the heart, and he looked at the outside world indifferently.
The spiritual thoughts of the outside world are out of control. Everything is fighting with instinct. Before it dissipates, it also has its own thinking.
The purple scorpion stayed in the mask, and it seemed that it was not affected at all, but from his constantly twitching eyes, he could see that his heart was not calm.
"Boom." "Boom."...
A strong punch of light fell, and after knowing how many punches were shot, the mask was more distorted and there were some cracks on it.
"Damn boy, see how long you can hide."
Seeing these cracks, Eliman smiled, and the energy surging above the punch was stronger. The last punch fell on the mask.
"boom."
The crack on the mask was so dense that its defense finally reached a critical point and exploded.
As the mask blasts, the scabbard and the sable are also appearing at the same time.
Without the guardianship of the scabbard, the pressure in this space is also on his body. This pressure is too strong, so that the body of the purple scorpion falls down instantly, just like the back of the 100,000 mountains. I can't stand up at all.
The reticle shattered, and the scabbard did not re-condense the new reticle, but trembled slightly and flew upwards.
"Give me back."
Erieman did not directly touch the purple scorpion, but looked at the scabbard that flew out. Under the foot, the figure was rising in the sky under this huge pressure and grabbed toward the scabbard.
He grabbed the scabbard steadily, and his face immediately burst into excitement. With a scabbard, he could take the broken knife, which would mean freedom, which means revenge.
But before he could show more excitement and surprise on his face, he saw that there was a huge force on the scabbard. This force instantly bounced Eliman’s hand and then flew to the broken. Next to the knife, stop here.
Just as Erieman subconsciously believes that when the knife and sheath are to be combined, he sees that the scabbard just stays next to the broken knife, and there is no meaning of unity.
"Damn."
The face flashed a bit of annoyance, but Eliman did not dare to go forward to grab the scabbard, such a scene ~EbookFREE.me~ When he was just sealed, he often did it, but as long as the distance was broken Nearly, then the next moment, a knife will be issued on the broken knife, forcibly destroying him.
Dare not to go to the idea of ​​scabbard, Erieman looked down and looked at the purple, his look is constantly changing.
At this moment, he would like to kill the sable, but considering the situation of the sable, he felt it necessary to let him live a little longer.
At this moment, the purple scorpion, in the face of this pressure, is difficult to stand up.
Erieman bent down, grabbed the back of the purple cicada with both hands, then lifted the purple cicada, turned a half circle, and threw the purple scorpion toward the reticle in front.
This is also his previous calculation, as long as the purple scorpion is thrown in, and when he completely controls the sable, he will naturally get out of trouble.
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