Chapter 2284 (1/2)

Boom!!

With Han 3000 as the center, it's no exaggeration to describe it with ten thousand arrows penetrating the heart.

Han 3000 frowned and felt a strong force of evil. He just wanted to use Pangu axe to resist, but at this time, countless black fire and black electricity transformed magic dragons, and he opened his mouth and rushed to himself. Then, the black gas turned into countless tight shackles, which bound Han 3000 to the original place.

No matter how Han 3000 struggled, the black air wrapped around his body and couldn't move at all.

And almost at the same time!

Bang bang!

Ten thousand axes fell together, and countless explosions suddenly sounded on Han 3000!

In the explosion, the purple light disappeared, the four gods and beasts disappeared, and the golden streamer on Han 3000's body faded.

”Poof!”

A mouthful of blood was directly sprayed out by Han 3000, which was like a blood mist spraying all over the sky.

”How could that be?”

Han Sanqian endured the pain inside his body and looked at the countless souls in front of him.

These guys are so incredible that they have copied themselves from the beginning to the end. No matter Pangu axe, or immortal Xuan armor, they even have their own magic energy, such as fire moon wheel and four gods beast totem. How can this be possible?

There is no such skill in the world.

Even for the Wuxiang divine skill, this kind of supreme and unique skill, which can be copied in Dacheng, is extremely limited in replication. Except that it can directly copy energy and skills, those weapons, magic weapons, divine soldiers and so on are completely impossible.

The material object of noumenon is predestined by nature, which can't be copied at will, otherwise, it is against the way of heaven.

”It's amazing, isn't it? But what's the use of surprise? Save it for the hell, and be surprised slowly. ” A smile in the space.

”You think you can copy, but I can't?” Han three thousand suddenly a smile, strong endure the severe pain on the body, really can a put, body golden light again.

”Wuxiangshengong!”

As soon as the voice fell, four Han 3000 figures moved at the same time, and they directly attacked thousands of dead souls by using four Wuxiang skills.

”Roar!”

Thousands of wronged souls roared, holding a huge axe, like the tide.

”What?”

Han 3000 was stunned. As soon as he lost his spirit, he shot it in the air, not to mention copying any skills. He just wanted to hurt those dead souls, which was equivalent to dreaming.