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Chapter 365 Thunder Sword, Fire Sword, Thunder Fire Sword(2/3)

That's hellfire.

The Wuguan King controls the blood pool hell, and the hands of ghosts and gods can turn the fire of hell into his own use.

"The second sword, the fire sword."

Shen Jian said to himself.

The Seven-Star Demonic Sword was swung out again.

The deep black fire sword cut off the other half of Mantuo Guishen's arm.

When the black fire is ignited, all supernatural beings can be ignited.

Can't be extinguished.

Will bear the burning of hell fire forever.

This time.

The screams of Mandu ghosts and gods became even louder.

His right arm was haunted by thunder, and his left arm was burned by black fire.

It is a force that cannot be dispelled, cannot be alleviated, and cannot be touched.

Watch this scene.

thump.

The bishop ghost knelt down directly.

Watching all this with dull eyes.

There are a hundred thousand whys in my heart.

Damn it.

Damn it.

Damn it!

What's going on with this horse riding?

The supreme ghost and god was actually being chased by a human being.

There is no way to fight back.

Not long after he was resurrected, both of his arms were cut off.

The miserable look of a bereaved dog.

thump.

The Blood Sea Ghost King also knelt down.

"Why are you kneeling? Isn't that someone with you?"

Bishop Ghost said doubtfully.

The Blood Sea Ghost King said with disdain: "Haha, my legs are weak..."



the other side.

The Mantuo ghost and god, who had both broken arms, screamed in horror: "Why! Why! We have no enmity, why the hell do you want to kill me?"

"You dismembered my body, are you going to destroy my hope of recovery again? I remember you, I still have a head, I will come back again and destroy everything for you."

"Remember my name well."

"One day, I will come back again."

As if he knew that there was no possibility of escape, the bloody face of the Mandala ghost kept dripping with blood stains, and white mandala flowers grew and turned into blood-red flowers under the erosion of the blood stains.

The supernatural power began to spread.

These mandrakes should be planted in Shen Jian's body to absorb blood, nutrients, yin energy, and even supernatural powers.

Datura, the flower of the underworld.

It is also a flower that brings unknown disasters.

Shen Jian flashed his dark eyes.

He raised the Seven-Star Demon Sword for the third time and said to himself: "This sword is called the Thunder Fire Sword, and it will definitely hit your dog's head."

The words fell.

The black yin energy intertwined with thunder and fire instantly cut off the heads of the Mantuo ghosts and gods.

The head rolled down.

The eyes of Manduo ghosts and gods stared intently.

Scarlet eyes were still looking at Shen Jian.

He is a ghost.

Even if his head and arms are cut off, he will not die as long as his supernatural power remains.

It's just that I can't move for the time being.

And this moment.

A bright smile appeared on Shen Jian's face.

A face full of excitement and emotion.

then.

Shen Jian came over.

Stepping on the heads of mando ghosts and gods.

"You don't have to wait until next time. If there are any conflicts, we can resolve them today."

Shen Jian opened his mouth and was very talkative:

"You said that I ruined your hope of recovering again, and even if you have a head left in the future, you will come back to seek revenge from me?"

"I don't have any objection to the last sentence, but the problem is that I haven't completely destroyed your hope of recovery."

"Is this feud too hasty?"

Mando ghosts and gods:???

God is so sloppy.

You Gou Ba thing appeared twice where I was revived, and you dismembered my body twice when I was full of confidence. It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a life-and-death feud.

You're riding a horse and you're saying it's sloppy.

What bad things did I do in my last life to meet a bastard like you?

He breaks the defense directly.

There was only resentment in his eyes.

"Human, what do you want?"

A mando ghost with a head that kept rolling spoke in a sinister voice.

"I was thinking like this, you have lost your use to me, and I am too lazy to look for the last puzzle piece of your head. Why don't I just destroy your last puzzle piece of recovery, so that you come to me again for revenge, isn't it reasonable? too much?"

Shen Jian suggested kindly.

Mando ghosts and gods:???

He was slightly startled.

Think about this sentence carefully.

"Totally...destroyed?"

Halfway through reading, his face froze.

grass.

If you want to kill me, can't you tell me directly?

It's such a big bend.

Mantuo Ghost's face darkened.

His defenses were completely broken, and he laughed like crazy.

"You don't even know where my last piece of the puzzle is, and you want to ruin my next chance of recovery?"

"Dream."

"I'm not going to tell you where my last piece of the puzzle is."

He finished saying this.
To be continued...
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