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Chapter 1332 Pluto is a woman!

Robert III glanced at Harrenle in surprise, then applauded gently, and smiled: "Facing with me, I haven't lost my composure yet. It's rare to be able to remain calm."

Harrenl raised his chest and said proudly: "Although my strength is not as good as you, this does not mean that I will be afraid of you!"

Robert III exclaimed: "Sure enough, every martial saint has his own pride. Since that's the case, I will give you a decent way of death."

Harrenl narrowed his eyes and said, "How is it a decent way to die?"

Robert III said lightly: "I can give you a chance to attack me."

Hearing this, Harrenle suddenly burst into anger, "Rober III, I know your strength is terrifying, but, do I have no chance to take action in front of you? Are you too proud!"

Robert III nodded and said, "That's right. If I don't want you to take action, you will not have any chance to take action in front of me."

Harrenle's pupils suddenly shrank.

Although he was unwilling to believe it in his heart, his reason told him that Robert III could not lie.

Could it be that this person's strength is really that terrifying? Even if he is, he is far from that?

"Then you said you wanted to give me a chance, do you take this seriously?" Then, Harren narrowed his eyes.

He wants to try it out, what is Robert III's strength!

Later, use your own full force to strike! See how Robert III responds.

Robert III naturally noticed the fierce look in Harrenle's eyes, but he didn't care at all. He just nodded and said, "Take it seriously."

Borgia and others looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with shock.

This Robert III is too arrogant. Harren is a powerful man among the Martial Saints. If he lets him take action, it is unimaginable how powerful it can reach!

They retreated without any trace, fearing that they would be affected by the fish in the pond during the battle later.

As for the behavior of these people, neither Harrenle nor Robert III, they did not pay attention to even a glance. Such an ant could be crushed to death at will, and they did not pay attention to it at all.

"The most terrifying power among my blood clan is the God of the Underworld." Harren said slowly.

"I know, but as far as I know, the inheritance of your generation of the God of the Underworld was seized by Hades, so it seems to be your sister." Robert III said.

"Hmph, that woman!" As if it had touched Harrenle's pain point, Robert III's words made Harrenle's face distorted.

"That mixed-blood species of humans and vampires actually stole the inheritance of the God of the Underworld. It is a shame for my blood clan!" Harren said in a cold voice.

Regarding this, Robert III nodded and said, "I have a younger brother, who is also a mixed race, and I don't like him very much."

Harren looked at Robert III unexpectedly, then shook his head, calmed himself down, and said, "Even if that woman stole the inheritance of the God of the Underworld, only she can exert the power of the God of the Underworld, but other people from the blood clan can still use the power of the God of the Underworld."

"Next, I will use the most powerful move that I can use now, the God of the Underworld!" Harren stared at Robert III, "Don't blame me for not reminding you that this move is extremely powerful, and ordinary people can't bear it!"

Robert III said: "Please."

Harren snorted coldly, then took a deep breath, and bang, the energy in his body suddenly became violent, and a stream of surging out toward the outside world like a torrent, quickly covering his entire body.

In an instant, it seemed like a dark space appeared here, with black energy surging everywhere, sticky and cold, as if it was a space in hell, embedded in this human world.

At this time, an evil, cold and tyrannical voice came from the space shrouded in darkness.

"The God of the Underworld...destroys the world!"

boom!

Accompanied by this sound, in an instant, the violent surging darkness suddenly turned into a phantom of the God of Underworld as high as five meters!

boom!

When this phantom of the God of Underworld appeared in this space, the whole world was violently shaking, as if some terrible existence was coming.

Buzz!

The next moment, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly opened and two blood-red divine lights shot out, as if they were peerless divine swords.

The pressure was overwhelming, and at this time, it surged out in all directions.

Borgia and others in the distance trembled and crawled directly on the ground.

They felt a fear from the depths of their souls, and that fear was so intense that they could not resist.

Robert III was not affected at all, and even showed a faint smile on his face, as if he had seen something interesting.

boom!

The huge shadow of the God of Underworld suddenly took a step forward, and at this moment, the ground trembled.

He was already taller by the ancient trees in this forest. His blood-red eyes looked coldly at Robert III on the ground, as if he was looking at a bug.

"The God of the Underworld...destroys the world!"

Accompanied by a shocking roar, the shadow of the God of Netherworld was surging with a huge darkness around his body, and he suddenly punched and blasted towards Robert III.

Buzz!

At this moment, the shadow of the God of the Underworld actually spread out an invisible wave, spreading out in all directions.

This forest, swept by this invisible fluctuation, silently, trees withered, branches and leaves withered, and completely lost their vitality.

However, this is just the aftermath.

The true core is above those fists. There is a creepy power of extinction. Under that terrifying power, it seems... there is no existence that can survive.

boom!

Such a punch hit Robert III like this.

No matter who it is, facing such an attack, he may have changed color, but Robert III's face remained calm.

"It's still...too weak."

He murmured.

Then, his eyes suddenly became cold.

boom!

A huge pressure suddenly surged out of his body. At this moment, his body shape did not change at all, but his entire temperament seemed to be a giant standing tall.

"What kind of God of the Underworld is too weak." Robert III roared and punched out.

Compared with the shadow of the God of the Underworld and the huge black fist, this fist is simply too small.

However, such a delicate fist seemed to contain unparalleled domineering aura, colliding with the black fist with a loud bang.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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