Vol 3 Chapter 135: Loss of merit

Sal Apollo is betting on his last chance. Compared with the of death, who has almost the same body structure, different individuals have the possibility of creating miracles. This miracle stems from the enemy's ignorance.
But even if he collects a lot of data, it is impossible to know that the mask on Hongjiang's face is actually the initial solution of a Zanpaku knife, and through it, Hongjiang can see the spiritual power with his own eyes, and his careful thinking is destined to be futile.
The spine is pierced with cones and swords. For a of death, this level is more than enough or even a waste. Even the Vastodd-class Daxu with excellent physique, such a seal seems a little cautious.
But Hongjiang knew that it was actually one step away. The spiritual power of the tentacles behind Sal Apollo was obviously still under the control of its owner.
These tentacles must also be resolved, even though Hongjiang is actually very resistant to direct contact with them, but the goddess of luck will not always stand by his side.
Of course, this idea is also the inner portrayal of Sal Apollo at this moment, but it is a little different, that is, why is the goddess of luck never on his side?
The two cone swords pierced into the tentacles behind him in turn, which surprised Sal Apollo.
When the main torso Reiatsu has been completely sealed, why does this of death still attack his tentacles? Because of caution or other reasons?
It didn't take long for such a thought to disappear. It was not that Sal Apollo had figured it out, but he had no time to think about it. In a short while, two of the tentacles behind him were completely sealed, unable to mobilize a trace of spiritual pressure.
Why hasn't that idiot in Balegun come? !
How could he be so slow? How could he be so slow? !
In the distance, the decayed spiritual pressure belonging to Bairegang was constantly approaching. In fact, the speed was not slow, but these two thoughts were still repeated in the heart of Sal Apollo.
Compared with the actions of the odious of death, Balegang is too slow!
Regarding the movement of Balegang, Hongjiang is also always paying attention. This impending accident has made Hongjiang a chord in his heart.
A total of eleven tentacles, Hongjiang sealed six neatly. At this time, Sal Apollo also got rid of the temporary panic, and urged the spiritual pressure in his body to resist.
It's just that there are sixty-three locks on the outside, and there is a line of gunfire damage inside. Although Hong Jiang's speed was slightly slowed down, he would definitely be sealed before Balegang arrived.
"Stupid! It's so stupid, Byregon!"
Sal Apollo cursed Balegang frantically in his heart. At this time, the most the opponent should do is to rescue him immediately! Rather than letting off the spiritual pressure, while walking slowly like an emperor's private tour!
At the same time, he couldn't allow the of death to watch their jokes anymore. Sal Apollo can imagine the ridiculous joke in the eyes of that of death when he finally ended up in prison in a supreme posture.
The rulers of these imaginary circles will also become a joke one day, or in the eyes of the death gods who they regard as lowly existence?
No, this is absolutely not allowed by him Sal Apollo!
There were two tentacles on the back that hadn't been pierced into the cone sword. Just thinking like this, the cold feeling that made him desperate came again, followed by the stagnation. This feeling will never be experienced no matter how many times. Numbness, either made him go into complete madness or sink into the deep sea of ​​collapse.
His own pride makes Sal Apollo absolutely not allow himself to be turned into a collection by a death god, and the last tentacle is also the capital of his final resistance!
I couldn't see from Hong Jiang on the back. At this moment, Sal Apollo's exquisite face was full of ferocious features, which were clearly indistinguishable from humans, but they were more terrifying than the Prajna on Hong Jiang's face.
When Hongjiang was about to touch the last tentacle, that tentacle suddenly shook violently, and dense red bubbles appeared on the surface, which quickly expanded and then...
boom! With the sudden explosion of the tentacles, the black and red liquid splashed everywhere, judging from the color, it was not only the blood of Sal Apollo.
The self-detonation caused by this sudden spiritual pressure riot also made Hong Jiang said. Although he retreated in time, some liquid still spilled on his body.
What are these liquids? what's the effect? Hong Jiang didn't know it, and it was too late to figure it out. Balegang's spiritual pressure was already within reach.
Originally there was still a tentacle that needed to be sealed, but because Sal Apollo's self-destruction was equivalent to sealing the tentacle in disguise, but now, he only needs to complete the last step of the seal.
Spread the right hand flat, put the Cone Jianheng in his hand on the left arm, the Cone Sword on the arm surrounded like a spreading vine, and finally stopped at Hongjiang's wrist and disappeared.
"The sword is in five positions, the rushing is interrupted without rhythm, the black head, the brown heart, the red side, the green pillar, and the white tail." While Hong Jiang said lightly, the chain on his left arm was empty. The shadow gradually solidified, and in the end, no one would doubt that the chain that reflected this deep light actually existed.
Even the chains on Sal Apollo's body have also changed, and they are shrinking rapidly while they are solidified, and they collide with each other and make a sound of "crashing".
"The chain is locked in a domain, and the stars and the moon are intertwined with each other."
Hong Jiang's right hand pointed vertically, leaving a white line on the chain of his left arm. The chain that had been turned into a solid seemed to be melted and penetrated into Hongjiang's skin ~EbookFREE.me~ on Hongjiang's skin. Leave the same black pattern.
On the other end, the chains on Sal Apollo's body were also contracted, tightly binding his body, converging into one on his abdomen, and the other end was connected to Hongjiang's left palm.
But Sal Apollo saw the changes in his eyes but didn't struggle, as if he had resigned his life, his eyes were just staring at Hongjiang's constantly sliding right hand.
Just as Hongjiang was about to paint the last stroke, Sal Apollo's pupils suddenly shrank into a ball, and only Hongjiang's right hand was in his eyes.
"Crazy drama, flesh and blood rebellion!"
Hong Jiang's right hand was suddenly twitched by this stare, and then the finger of his right hand that had just touched Sal Apollo's jet of liquid, twisted in different directions from the fingertips, and bloomed. Ugly fireworks.
This violent pain appeared out of thin air, and Hong Jiang's body suddenly stopped, and the muscles on the side of his nose twitched uncontrollably. No matter how strong his willpower, the last stroke could not be painted because at this moment his right hand fingers It's already rolled into a ball.
Sal Apollo's eyes were filled with joy that couldn't be hidden in the air, and the damaged throat made a series of unclear, hoarse breaths.
"You're done, when I get out of trouble, I will definitely repay this shame!"
In order to allow Hongjiang to be disturbed to the greatest extent, he endured the last step before attacking. Of course, Sal Apollo, who retains the most basic arrogance, would not admit that he was actually afraid that the of death who seemed to have endless means could deal with it. made.
And he can also retain the lowest level of arrogance, the figure on the right hand side that is a little clear, the emperor of the virtual circle is finally here.