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704. Qian Bao sacrifices to heaven(2/2)

Now, if you kill one thousand enemies, you will only lose two hundred in self-loss.

The blood crystal reserve that was originally only enough to last for one second is now estimated to be able to last for four to five seconds.

And the power of the broken blood crystal would originally have spilled a lot of magic power, but now the power of the spilled blood sea of ​​the abyss is flowing meekly at the feet of this terrifying dragon demon, turning into her shadow.

The blood-colored shadow was flowing like a river, and a clear reflection on the mirror-like river surface showed an arrogant king covered in scars, but still sitting on the bone throne of the mountain of corpses.

The spirit of the ruined Dragon King truly awakens.

As a result, the blood rising to the sky dyed the smallest of the four suns in the sky red, the red sun spread endless bloody light, and the suffocating and terrifying dragon power filled the whole city.

Although the hardware is just a lower level peak, the momentum already has the flavor of an upper level peak.

Now it was not just the guards guarding the city, but everyone in Heianjing was horrified, including the old people who had long since stopped caring about the world.

Witches are immortals. Ordinary witches have a lifespan of a thousand years. Witches above the great witch will not die as long as they do not seek death.

And Japan Island has been established for tens of thousands of years. With the country that once swallowed the dragon veins and devoured the low-level witches, who knows how many old and immortal guys the Chinese have raised in these years.

In this huge Heianjing, the great witch is actually worse than a dog.

However, the Great Witch could accumulate resources before, but when the Great Witch reaches her peak transformation, it can no longer be accomplished simply by accumulating resources.

Therefore, although the big witches are not as good as dogs, there are not many peak witches.

Therefore, these old guys who are either sleeping, or addicted, or busy with their own research are looking at the bloody sun in the sky with horrified expressions. They have not asked about things for a long time and they don't even know what happened.

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They only know that this power is so terrifying and absolutely invincible.

Of course, Dorothy didn't care what these dying people thought. The Fairy King, who was so relieved, just calmly swung his sword towards Heian Kyo.

No thoughts, no thoughts, cut off with one knife.

This time, there was no sharp sword flash, nor any big movement such as cutting off the city with one sword or cutting out the canyon.

This sword was silent, and it just calmly took away 70% of the Chinese immortals in the city.

Well, there are not many in number, just seven or eight pseudo-peaks and hundreds of thousands of great witches.

At this moment, not only the savings accumulated over ten thousand years of the Japanese Chinese clan were completely wiped out, but their vitality was also severely damaged.

Their remaining strength is only several times that of all nations.

Although the game is still not very balanced now, at least it is not as unplayable as before, and this is the last help that Yue Jianhei can bring to all nations.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After slashing with one sword, the terrifying dragon demon stepped out, and her figure disappeared in an instant.

Dorothy was originally planning to go and see her little junior sister who was having fun, but suddenly, her eyes were attracted by a figure.

She was a strange witch with simple clothes, a high ponytail, and a heroic demeanor.

It's just that the gods of war are attracted to each other.

The Goblin King immediately noticed the sword-like will of this high pony-tailed witch.

Hiss, this sword god is not inferior to me?

The home witch was shocked. Apart from her own unfathomable biological mother, this was the first combat magic witch she had ever seen that made her a little unsure.

"Isshin Tsukahara?"

She thought for a while, this legendary being was probably the only one on this small Japanese island who could have such strength.

In response, the high ponytail witch nodded.

She didn't say much, but the sword intent rose up in her body, and then she pulled out the sword from her waist seemingly slowly, but in an instant.

Tsukahara looked at Dorothy, her eyes were filled with the fighting spirit of a martial artist.

The house witch was stunned for a moment, but she only had the power of one sword left, so she smiled.

Seconds, this is the perfect opportunity to wrap things up.

"No thoughts, no thoughts, only one dream."

She waved the red shadow in her hand again.

On the opposite side, Isshin Tsukahara held a knife in both hands, and then his eyes became calm.

"No thoughts, no thoughts, one sword."

Two bright sword lights flashed across each other.

Dorothy looked at her body that had been cut into two parts, then smiled, and disappeared with the wind, turning into ashes.

On the same spot, although the high pony-tailed witch was not injured, there were ripples in her eyes.

In the new year of Japan, thousands of people killed Battousai due to the sword master Tsukahara Isshin, but he was defeated and died.

In the same year, all nations rebelled in anger and invaded Ping An.
Chapter completed!
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