Chapter 568: Shura Costume

Chu Mo frowned, and this was the first time he played against Raksha Magic Power. This strange and unpredictable method made him unable to adapt.
"Boom!"
On Chu Mo's left hand, Jin Yan passed by, and his arms became like lava. He raised his hand to block the attack of Purple Blade, and his figure flew backwards, steady in the air.
In the palm of my hand, black air lingered, and a blood stain was slowly recovering under the perturbation of Jin Yan.
Bibidong succeeded, and figured forward, continuing his offensive. Chu Mo naturally increased his vigilance, and it was impossible to let the other party attack successfully. The clanging sound of clang sounded in the air. Chu Mo only felt that his Vulcan War Halber was waving, and his speed was obviously slowed down. The power is not stronger than him, but the evil thought contained in it constantly strikes him in the collision of the artifacts of both sides, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Obviously, his pure Yangyan's breath of supreme yang can't completely resist the evil breath of Raksha.
With a buzzing sound, Chu Mo and Bibi Dong's body were lightning apart in the air. A layer of purple-black airflow had wrapped around Chu Mo's body, and Bi Bidong's body also had a layer of golden flame burning.
The two's divine powers simultaneously invaded the other's body, obviously no one took advantage.
Chu Mo's eyes narrowed, and he didn't take advantage of any cheapness, especially his own flame was suppressed by the other party's evil atmosphere. After dozens of battles, Chu Mo was vaguely still in a disadvantage.
"boom!"
Chu Mo held up the Vulcan War Halberd, the tenth soul ring above the War Halberd lit up, and the terrifying golden flames gathered, like a pillar of fire, sweeping towards Bibi Dong.
On the Bibidong side, which is also the expression side, the two purple blades danced in the air, and the unparalleled purple breath also greeted them.
In the moment after the collision of two horror gods, the shock wave spread out, and even the battle below was affected this time. Many soul masters below the Soul Saint vomited blood directly.
Even the title Douluo was forced to stop the battle and looked up at the sky. I can imagine how terrible the battle was.
There was blood hanging from the corner of Chu Mo ’s mouth, the eighth soul skill was on, and a majestic phoenix phantom was continuously reborn in the back of his fire, spreading his wings, and the injuries in his body were recovering quickly.
The flame costume on Chu Mo's body was previously crushed in half by Bibi Dong's evil power, and was also restored by the lingering golden flame.
Bibidong on the other side was not easy, she covered her chest, a halberd hole the size of a fingertip was in her abdomen, and the terrifying flame burned the injury, making it difficult for her to recover.
"Humph!"
Bibidong snorted coldly, his toes a little, his figure instantly unreal.
Her speed is very fast, far beyond Chu Mo. It was just a breathing room, from ten thousand meters away, came behind Chu Mo, the Raksha Scythe in her hand, directly cleft.
"Qiao!"
At the last moment, Chu Mo turned to raise the Vulcan War Halbery, blocking Bibidong's attack.
However, Chu Mo was miscalculated, and in the aftermath of the two gods' impact, a purple light burst out. Bibidong smiled at the corner of her mouth, this is her soul skill avatar, she hid the avatar in the aftermath, just for the sneak attack at this moment.
Chu Mo's pupil shrank suddenly, he found it, but it was too late.
The third soul ring of Vulcan War Halberd lighted up momentarily. At this time, the third soul ring was as high as half a million. The blood-colored soul ring gleamed brightly. Rises under his feet.
"boom!!!"
"Chu brother!" Ning Rongrong shouted out of tears, and tears shed from the corners of her eyes, but she didn't lose her size. She still clenched her teeth and used her greatest soul power to output various auras.
At the same time, a huge figure flew out of the head of Jialing Guancheng. It turned out to be a huge bone dragon. It was the ninth soul technique of bone fighting Luo Gurong. On its back is Jian Duo Luo Chenxin.
The two rushed directly towards the altitude of 10,000 meters, knowing that they could not be opponents, and they must not flinch at this time.
The Dudu Luo, the Iron Triangle and others were stopped in front of the golden crocodile Douluo and others. At this time, even if they tried hard, they could not let the golden crocodile Douluo and others pass.
The aftermath of the horrible explosion sounded, and Bibidong had planned a sneak attack for a long time. This blow must also be her strongest blow, and the scary purple light urged the realm of Raksha.
The domain of Vulcan seems to have collapsed. In a flash, the chambers that were originally fighting in the high altitude are now retreating, leaving only the last small area engulfed by purple light.
In the central area where Chu Mo is located, purple light and flames erupted continuously, but anyone looked at it, the flames were dying.
There was a smile on Bibidong's mouth, she succeeded!
"Are you happy that it is too early."
Just when the flame goblet swallowed only the last small area, a cold voice slowly sounded, and a sudden, horrible golden flame erupted in the center and began to fight back.
Chu Mo, unharmed, stood majesticly in the flames, holding the Vulcan War Halberd. His Vulcan is very strong, but this is his own god, and he can't absorb the power of faith.
And like Bibidong, Qian Chengxue, including the sea gods that Tang San is about to inherit, are the gods that have long been in God Realm. These gods left a lot of belief power, and Chu Mo used it from beginning to end. It ’s just the power of flames, the power of itself!
Vulcan has great potential, but it still needs to be developed, and it is still just like a seedling.
Jian Du Luo and others were all in a single motion and stopped in the air.
"How can it be!!"
Bibidong shrank in agony and yelled wildly, but suddenly, she smiled again, and she looked at Chu Mo fiercely, "You are the end of the crossbow."
"Yes, Vulcan's divine power has almost been used up. After all, this is a self-created position. I can't rely on faith to supplement it." Chu Mo nodded honestly.
Bibi laughed more wildly.
"But ... did I say that I only have one position?" Chu Mo's eyes changed, and the Vulcan realm suddenly retreated, but at the next moment, a more terrifying breath was released.
The fire halberd in Chu Mo's hand slowly dissipated, and was replaced by a greasy killing sword. The sword handle of Shura's killing sword floated in front of Chu Mo and was grasped by Chu Mo.
The golden-red field turned into a blood-red color in an instant, and the originally suppressed Raksha field was instantly squeezed out and restored to the level of court resistance.
No, the purple Raksha area is being suppressed, and Bibi Dong's complexion changed instantly.
Killing intention, terrifying killing intention.
The flame costume on Chu Mo's body began to turn into flames and dissipated, his body glowed with blood and trembling chills.
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