Chapter 559: Koura

"How to divide this trophy?"
Yang Fan pointed to Sanchashu's body, breaking the tension that permeated this space.
Huang Lei turned and said: "His corpse belongs to you, and Mu Yunxin and I are one and half of the treasure in the storage ring."
Yang Fan said: "Or, change it! His body belongs to you, and Mu Xinyun and I are one and half of the treasures in his storage ring?"
Although Sanchashu is a powerhouse in the peak rank of false gods. But the core and blood of his false gods didn't do much to Yang Fan, and he didn't have much interest.
Huang Lei turned and chuckled: "If you give up fighting for the heart of God, his body and half of the treasures in the storage ring will belong to you."
When Sanchashu died, the strongest presence was Yang Fan, a small group.
Huang Leihua and Mu Yunxin must work together to counter Yang Fan's pressure.
Yang Fan said decisively: "Okay! I give up fighting for the heart of God."
Mu Xinyun removed the storage ring of the Sancha Tree, scanned it once, and then threw it to Yang Fan.
"Two super-grade magical medicines, a big profit!"
A scorching color flashed in Yang Fan’s eyes, took away the two super-magic medicines, and then threw the storage ring of the Sancha Tree to Mu Xinyun:
I only need these two super-magic medicines, and the rest It's all yours!"
Mu Xinyun reached out and grabbed the storage ring in his hand: "Okay!"
Huang Lei turned and the whole body of thunder shining, holding hands tightly [Wild Thunder War Halberd], looked at Mu Xinyun on the side and said: "Mu Xinyun, this heart of God belongs to me! If I can leave here, I will definitely Take you all away."
Mu Xinyun said: "Okay!"
Huang Lei Hua and a trace of joy passed in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to grab the heart of God in his hand.
"Heart of God, what a pity!"
Huang Lei turned and looked at that god's heart, a trace of regret passed in his eyes.
If it is in the outside world, wasteland and thunder can use various secret methods to extract the power of the heart of God and use it for oneself. But here, if he swallows that god's heart, he will definitely burst and die in the end.
Huang Lei turned and strode to the altar, and placed the heart of the in the center of the altar.
One after another mysterious and unpredictable curse seals shone, the entire space was shaken, and countless shadows surged.
Surrounded by chains of shadow, a statue of a hundred meters high, with two ghost horns growing on its head, with sharp bone spurs, dragging a tail, and a skeleton that exudes a terrifying breath of true level slowly emerged.
There was a huge penetrating wound on the chest of that skeleton, and black mucus continuously poured out of the wound. The lower body of the skeleton has completely disappeared, and the whole person exudes a desperate and dead breath.
"He is the true Skeleton!"
Huang Lei turned and looked at the bones that appeared, a thought came into his heart, a little eager to move.
If a true powerhouse is still alive, the wild and thunder will turn away and even the advanced true will not dare to act on him. But the true Skeleton is dead, he still has a chance.
"Work together and kill him! Don't let him rise again!"
Huang Lei turned and the fierce light flashed in his eyes, screamed, thunder light shining all over his body, a pair of thunder wings appeared behind him, suddenly erupted, and a halberd stabbed towards that Zuluo.
A cold light flashed in Mu Yunxin's beautiful eyes, and the divine whip in his hand suddenly violently blasted towards the true Skeleton Luo who exuded a terrifying aura.
Two clusters of gloomy light suddenly appeared in the skeletal pupils that seemed to have no breath at all, and the shadow in front of him squirmed.
The endless thunder light halberd hit the weird shadow with one blow, pierced the shadow abruptly, and blasted on the body of Zuluo.
Countless thunder lights shone, and the shadow chain surrounding Mukuro collapsed.
Mu Xinyun's divine whip was drawn on the shadow like a poisonous dragon, countless green rays of light gleamed, and the large shadow completely collapsed and dissipated.
One after another, the shadows surrounding the bones of the suspected True God Skeleton squirmed crazily, turning into a shadow storm, and rushing towards the wild thunder and the heart cloud.
The wild thunder was transformed and the whole body was shining with thunder, holding the [Wild Thunder Halberd] crazily slashed, directly cutting off the shadow tentacles.
The magic whip in Mu Yunxin's hand also bloomed with emerald green light, fighting with the shadow tentacles, directly smashing the shadow tentacles.
Huang Lei turned and screamed: "Yang Fan, why don't you take action yet? If he is resurrected, we will all die without a place to be buried!"
Yang Fan seemed to be in a hold-down technique, motionless.
The skeleton came to the altar under the cover of the shadow tentacles, and the lower body merged into the altar.
A series of mysterious and unpredictable curses shone, and a huge and strange magic circle emerged.
In the mountain of blue stars, countless clouds and mists churned, huge vitality surged from all directions, madly rushing towards this side.
The flesh and blood essence of countless weak creatures within a radius of 100,000 li were instantly drained.
Countless rays of light rushed from all directions and gathered on the weird array.
Suddenly, numerous chains of curse imprints erupted from the weird circle, entwining the weird bones.
"Xiao Hei! Go!"
Yang Fan let out a soft drink, and Xiao Hei turned into a ray of light and sank above the altar.
Numerous curse chains were entwined on the bones, and the entire magic circle rotated, madly absorbing the strength of the bones and poured it into Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei's body suddenly swelled up, and countless mysterious curses appeared in his body.
The two vortexes flashed in the eyes of that skeleton, and they froze frantically.
Countless cracks were split in that space, and the countless curse-print chains surrounding that skeleton collapsed one by one.
In the Cangxing Mountain, in a mountain range, the ground bursts and magma gushes out from the earth, annihilating everything.
It's just that the innumerable powers gushing from the heart of the gods were absorbed by the weird magic circle, turned into more cursed chains and pierced into the bones.
With a move of Yang Fan, 200 mythical evolution points were submerged into Xiao Hei.
"Meow~! Meow tyrants are invincible!"
Xiao Hei yelled to the sky, turning his body into a black hole, madly absorbing the power gushing from the heart of the and the bone.
"Humble ants, do you want to offend God?"
A vast and boundless real god's pressure suddenly spread from the bones, his eyes fixed on Xiao Hei, a terrifying divine might burst out in an instant and swept in all directions.
"Meow~?"
Xiao Hei yelled, looking at the skeleton with an innocent look. His breath is getting more and more terrifying, breaking through to the peak of the false in one fell swoop.