Chapter 487 (1/2)

”Death's level of power was nothing more than that.” In the black and red and white flames, Dong Zhuo was not arrogant, but came with a somewhat disappointed voice.

”Just a pair of writing wheel eyes is enough to cope with your high-end combat power! Alas... What a disappointment! ”

While talking, the flame released by Liuren Ruo fire was swallowed up by the darkness in this short time.

In the sight, Dong Zhuo's actions did not change at all, and his steps did not move for half a minute. Just now, Yamamoto's attack on Liu Chongguo did not pose any threat to him at all.

Seeing such a scene, old man Yamamoto couldn't help frowning. When his wrist turned, he held the handle upside down and put most of the blade into the ground.

”Explain! Remnant fire Taidao · South - Fire 100 billion death funeral array!! ”

Boom! Boom! Boom

With the blade as the center of the circle, a flame more than ten meters high suddenly spewed out under the earth. In the beating of the fire snake, the ground under your feet is rapidly changing to glazed.

A hazy black skeleton gradually stood up in the fire.

Under the burning of the flame, these skeletons, which were originally drifting like illusions, slowly solidified. A large black skeleton covered old man Yamamoto's body.

”Eh!” Dong Zhuo's eyes lit up and couldn't help admiring: ”it's a good move. It's a little interesting!”

These skeletons are all the ashes of those who died under yuan Liuzhai's knife in the past. Now they are awakened by the high temperature of soul chopping knife and turn into a scorched skeleton army. They kill yuan Liuzhai endlessly as the enemy's object.

In terms of summoning skeletons, the Liuchong kingdom of Yamamoto yuan has a flow blade like fire, which is comparable to the sad effect of frost. However, one represents extreme cold, while the other is the oldest and strongest fire soul chopping knife. Moreover, really compared, liublan Ruo fire focuses more on the lethality of the fire, and is far less than frost sorrow in summoning the dead.

Click... Click

The biting sound of bone rubbing came one after another, and a large number of dark skeletons moved their rigid bodies and walked firmly towards Dong Zhuo.

Looking around, it was like a dark torrent, born from the flame and slaughtered the target without hesitation.

Intending to test the power of Liuren Ruo fire, Dong Zhuo calmly raised a hand. Five fingers clenched.

Boom!

In the sky, the sound of thunder was loud. Shining electric snakes cut through the sky and fell down. In an instant, he got into the torrent of black skeletons.

Under the attack of thunder and lightning, skeletons were smashed and turned into fly ash. The former has just been annihilated by flying ash, and the latter has rushed up one after another. At the same time, skeletons are still taking shape in the winding of underground fire snakes.

”The attack power of lightning seems a little low ~!” Dong Zhuo touched his chin and muttered to himself, slowly taking back his control of lightning.

Dong Zhuo's stop gave Yamamoto yuan an illusion of Liu Chongguo.

The guy pretending to be the captain has reached the end of a powerful crossbow. As long as you add another strength, I believe you can cut it off soon!

Yamamoto has an unusually keen grasp of the fighter plane. Without hesitation, psychic power poured into the soul chopping knife and recklessly awakened the souls who had died under their own knife.

In Dong Zhuo's mind, the power of flowing blade like fire is not very strong, but Dong Zhuo is greedy for the ability to summon the souls killed by himself and drive these souls' skeletons to fight for himself!

A short knife suddenly appeared in Dong Zhuozhang's heart. Be firmly held by it. The tip of the knife points directly at the direction of Yamamoto yuan and Liu Chong.

”Explain! Dance with the blade! ”

As soon as he made a move, Dong Zhuo directly took out the strongest solution attack of Marubeni.

A touch of silver light shot out of the blade and flew straight to the direction of old man Yamamoto. Whatever blocked in front of the silver light, whether the flame or the dense and boundless skeleton, were destroyed.

The length of the magic gun is not only 13 kilometers, but also 500 times the speed of sound.

Rao's heart was covered with a shadow when Dong Zhuo shot. He wanted to dodge for the first time. Unfortunately, old man Yamamoto's action still couldn't match the sound speed of 500 times after all.

With a muffled sound, blood splashed on the left arm of Yamamoto yuan Liu Chongguo.