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The pale white world barrier erupted from the demon king's flesh and blood resurrected body. Just like the color of its pupils, it was filled with a cold and icy aura. There seemed to be countless resentful spirits twisting and screaming inside, making sounds that made people's heads lustful.

The terrifying scream of the explosion.

The barrier is like a barrier, blocking the advancement of the crimson energy group. However, the size of the Demon King's flesh and blood resurrector is too large after all, so its world barrier cannot be compressed to a small size. Therefore, although its strength is higher than

The opponent was much stronger, but the world barrier that burst out in a hurry was unable to completely stop the progress of the crimson energy ball.

After just stopping for a moment, the crimson energy ball with pure destructive aura and overwhelming victory in attributes and abilities actually broke through the barrier and continued to move towards the head of the demon king's flesh and blood resurrector, full of formidable power.

The rhythm of slap in the face.

The demon king's flesh-and-blood resurrector was furious. It was obvious that he did not expect that under the absolute suppression of his strength, he would suffer small losses again and again. It restrained its cat-and-mouse banter and finally became serious, planning to treat the other party as a human being.

An enemy worthy of using real strength.

At this moment, an arm in the crimson energy mass swung heavily, blasting out a huge cannon of crimson destruction, carrying a terrifying aura and heading directly towards one of the eyes of the flesh and blood resurrector. This was not a slap in the face, but

Eye-catching rhythm.

Is it that simple?

The flesh-resurrected person didn't even blink his eyelids, and suddenly raised his head slightly. The three sharp angles on his head, arranged like a crown, burst out with bright and eerie pale light, instantly forming a sea of ​​light, blasting the cosplay bear out of the air.

That [insignificant] destructive force more than ten meters thick was drowned.

The white light dissipated, and both the destructive power and the cosplay bear disappeared. Only a shocking, huge, three-pronged crown-shaped pit was left on the ground. It was so deep and gloomy that you couldn't see the bottom, as if it was an abyss leading straight to hell.

, there is still some pale lightning left at the entrance of the cave, showing the power of this attack to the world.

The power of destruction is indeed very strong. Purity does not belong to Diavolo. But no matter how strong the attributes are, it will be of no use in the face of absolute strength, just like a level 1 hero cannot defeat a level 10 minion. This is the same reason.

If he takes the damage from this three-pronged crown cannon (named without permission) head-on, even he himself will turn into ashes, right?

Standing nearly 10,000 meters in the air, his eyes fell. Looking down from such a high distance, the huge three-pronged crown-shaped crater still seemed to be right in front of his eyes. One could imagine how big it was.

However, now is not the time to marvel. Looking at the giant flesh and blood resurrector under my feet, now that I am at a high altitude behind it, isn't it a good opportunity for a sneak attack? With its huge body, it must not be easy to turn around.

Well, at least in the eyes of those with world power, it will be a relatively slow movement.

Thinking of this, I didn't hesitate. My body fell like a pop, and a triple compression punch hit the back of the flesh and blood resurrector's head, forming an extremely strong energy storm to attract its attention, but my body quietly turned a corner.

, go around again, trying to go around its chrysanthemum to see if there is an opportunity to do something interesting.

The triple compression fist really attracted the opponent's attention. It wasn't until I invaded and attacked the opponent's barrier that the Flesh Resurrectionist seemed to realize my purpose and let out a low roar.

However, it did not turn around in a hurry, but flicked its tail violently, turning into a giant whip thousands of meters long and smashing down at me.

If you want to explode your anus, you must first pass the level of this tail.

There was no surprise for me, and I gave up my plan to go deeper into the other party's world barrier, because by the time I got inside, the tail had already swung down and hit me.

My body continued to fall rapidly. Looking at the giant tail following behind me, I repeated my old trick, retreating in the direction of the opponent's attack while avoiding it, like a space carrier chasing a Gundam.

Yes, the body of the Flesh Resurrectionist is too huge. If you don't do this, you can't avoid its attack at all.

Soon, after I had circled enough distance, I saw an opportunity, suddenly braked, moved in the opposite direction, and passed by the giant tail that swept over me. I continued to rush towards the anus area of ​​the Flesh Resurrectionist, and kept rushing towards it.

After hitting the world barrier, the attack must be completed before the giant tail turns back.

The world barrier of the flesh-and-blood resurrector is particularly strong, just like its body bones. The barrier is obviously so huge, and I have compressed the barrier to the minimum. It is almost point-to-point, but it is still difficult to break through. This is probably the power of the barrier.

Grandpa Kesen told me about the [Skeleton] ability of the advanced realm of World Power.

And going one level further, the world's peak realm, what Grandpa Wixon said is a bit fantasy, it is the [brain] ability that cannot be well expressed in words. To put it bluntly, it is a person's spiritual soul.

I have also experienced this ability in the Flesh and Flesh Resurrectionist. After entering its barrier, not only does it have to withstand a hundred times the pressure, but the soul is also constantly disturbed by its ubiquitous howling of resentful spirits.

It is as dizzy and nauseating as motion sickness, and every attack of the flesh-and-blood resurrector carries the power of the world with its own strong soul will, attacking the enemy at both the physical and spiritual levels. This is probably

Some of the abilities and skills of the world’s peak power.

Sure enough, you have to fight with such a strong person to understand good things. If I can escape this time, I will definitely benefit a lot. At least I will no longer be so confused and ignorant about the two realms after the intermediate level in the world.

There will be a vague goal and direction of efforts.

Seeing that I had entered the opponent's world barrier, I looked around and couldn't find any part that looked like a chrysanthemum. Could it be that flesh-and-blood resurrectors don't have this thing?

No matter what, time is running out, anyway, you can definitely attack the part under its tail.

I raised my bear paw and prepared to issue philosophical sanctions to the enemy.

But at this moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

When I raised my head, I only had time to see a hill pressing down on me, and then my eyes went black. My body was like a hot dog, sandwiched between two pieces of bread, and pressed hard. Suddenly, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were dark, and something was going crazy.

Desire gushed out of my mouth. It felt like my internal organs were about to be squeezed out.

Seen from a third perspective, the flesh-and-blood resurrector raised one of its hind legs high and slapped it down, swatting the cosplay bear to the ground like a fly.

When the flesh-and-blood resurrector's hind legs moved away, a huge paw print a hundred meters deep was left on the ground. The cosplay bear's body was sunk deep into the footprint, like a fallen sesame seed.

“Cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough” Blood spurts out in big mouths. When he was first stepped on, he felt that all the bones in his body were about to be broken, and his internal organs were about to be vomited out of his mouth. But only after the flesh and blood regenerated.

After a few seconds of letting go, I stood up unsteadily.

This is the terrifying recovery ability of the cosplay bear. It was already terrifying before training with Beanshat. Now it is even more like Xiaoqiang. As long as he is not killed immediately or attacked by some weird attributes, such as Andariel's drama

Poison, etc., or continuous and nearly fatal injuries, such as being beaten to death by Beansa all day, can be recovered in a short time.

This small strong attribute is fully felt by the flesh and blood resurrector at this moment.

Terror, in the intermediate realm of the world, has such terrifying abilities, and there are not just two types. This enemy with huge potential must be eliminated now, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

It raised its hind legs and fell heavily against the footprints on the ground again.

With a "boom", the footprints were tens of meters deeper, and the cospaly bear inside, which had finally stood up, once again turned into a piece of paper, embedded in the footprints.

The flesh-resurrected person raised his foot again. This time, he stepped on it with the other leg. He lifted it up again and switched legs to step on it. He kept taking turns and repeatedly stepped on it with both legs, stepping on it, stepping on it every three seconds on average, adding flesh and blood.

The huge size of the resurrected person is like a tap dance, which is a bit funny, but the thought of there being a person under his feet is so bloody and cruel.

Not to mention the power of the flesh-and-blood resurrector, just the weight of one of its legs. If it were stepped on like this, even the most powerful person in the world would be seriously injured. Can the people inside really survive after being stepped on like this?

The sound of trampling on the ground kept sounding, and the whole area was filled with panic. I didn't know what their lord was going crazy about. The footprints were stepped deeper and stronger again and again. The cosplay bear inside the footprints was hit hard every time.

The injuries are getting worse, and this battle seems to have come to an end...

When the Flesh Resurrectionist stepped on it again as a habit, he suddenly felt a foreign body sensation, just like feeling a grain of sand inside when wearing shoes.

What's going on? Could it be that that guy...

There was a hint of disbelief in its eyes. This time, it did not lift its leg. Instead, it used its other leg to press tightly on the back of the paw of the stepped leg, and used the strength of its two legs to press down hard.

, wanting to eliminate the last bit of resistance.

As the feet of the resurrected flesh and blood person pressed down hard, it could be seen that not only the footprints were no longer there, but the entire surrounding ground was sinking, and then sinking again, forming a depression with a radius of dozens of miles in the blink of an eye.

The footprints were stepped on by the flesh-and-blood resurrector to a depth of one or two kilometers, and its legs were sunk by nearly one-half.

At this moment, it felt that even its own strength could no longer suppress it. The soil and rocks under its feet had been pressed by its feet and were a hundred times harder than steel.

However, the force of resistance is still there, and it seems to have been stepped on a little deeper, so that there is no way to exert too much pressure.

Even if he doesn't die, is this guy immortal?

The resurrected person had no choice but to loosen his legs, kick off all fours, jump up and turn 180 degrees at the same time, with his head facing the footprints.

Three-pronged crown cannon (named by a druid without permission)!

A pale light lit up at its fork corners, and the sunken ground was once again blasted out into a neat three-pronged crown-shaped deep pit. This land was trampled by the flesh-and-blood resurrectors and was riddled with holes.

It can no longer be fully described.

However, at the moment when he turned around to fire the cannon, a small figure swept out of the big pit and escaped the bombardment of the three-pronged crown cannon at the critical moment.

Falling to the ground, the cosplay bear at this moment is so miserable that it looks like a kitten or puppy that was crushed to death on the road. The whole body is covered with blood, and the blood is still dripping.

, flowing from the body like a stream, quickly turning the ground red, making people doubt whether such a body really has so much blood? Even if it is a bear.

The bear's head, bloated body and limbs of the stuffed bear looked slightly deformed, and I don't know how many bones inside were broken. Anyway, it was in a strange posture that neither humans nor bears could achieve.

Standing, I don't know whether it is the last faint physical strength that supports this body, or just the unwilling spiritual strength left.

Too careless... I didn't expect... I didn't expect...

My brain was in a state of confusion, flickering in and out, and I was confused. I could no longer concentrate at all. It seemed that I could fall into darkness at any time and never be able to sleep.

This injury... is much more serious than when I was training with Beansa. Is the game really over?

I didn't expect... I didn't expect that the hind legs of this flesh and blood resurrector have exactly the same soul level as the front paws. In fact, perhaps it should be said that this alien-looking flesh and blood resurrector has no distinction between front paws and hind legs at all, the limbs are all the same.

of flexibility.

Human's inherent concepts, common sense misunderstandings, and the orientation of the upper body of the flesh-and-blood resurrected person have resulted in this misunderstanding of the front and rear, and furthermore, the misunderstanding that the hind legs are definitely not as flexible as the front paws.

It can be said that I made one mistake after another. After making such a mistake, coupled with the absolute gap in strength between the two sides, this battle... I lost without complaint.

Looking at the huge mountain-like body of the flesh-and-blood resurrected person, walking towards me step by step, his white and cold eyes seemed to be in the sky, looking down at mortals. I staggered a few times, raised my head and spoke to him.

He no longer had the strength to look at each other, his eyes were blurry, double images appeared, and he saw the limbs of the resurrected flesh and blood, turning into eight limbs, ten limbs, twenty-six limbs...
To be continued...