Chapter 1516 (1/2)
Chapter 1516 - The Profound Truths of the blood seller, Big Bullet
”Boom, boom, boom …”
”Boom, boom, boom …”
… …
The world seey fro Fei's body At this y with the bloody Bull of Underworld's energy
Power exploded in his body
This feeling … Strong enough to explode
Everything was co Fei's footsteps shook, and he instantly rushed into the sky
One hand holding a Clock of hell, the other holding a Sword of Destroy
”It's !”
As the bell tolled, the power of the Nether King Real the ance began to move
”Fire!”
The Clock of hell flew up in an instant
Long Fei held the sith both of his hands, and said soleht!”
The flames which burned the sky above the Sword of Destroy slashed through the air in a berserk fashi+on, its speed extreh the air
Within a second
The Light Speed Sas unleashed to its liht hundred slashes were slashed down
The saint presbyter's eyes darkened, the golden light around his body exploded, his body turned into a golden body, as he disdainfully sneered: ”With this kind of attack, it wouldn't even harm me at all”
Possession of the Golden Body
Just like how Long Fei had obtained the effect of 'Central Asia hourglass' in the God's martial continent, every slash that landed on his body was an MIS, unable to inflict the slightest bit of da the divine light
His defense was unparalleled
”Hahaha …”
”A lowly existence like an ant, you think you can contend against tower question of God? Who gave you the courage? ”
”Hahaha Long Fei, did you enjoy it? ”
”So what if I fuse with bloody Bull of Underworld? It's coht? ”
”Hahaha …”
… …
Many of the elders began to mock him
The bloody Bull of Underworld had fused with it, but could not unleash any of its power
That was a bloody Bull of Underworld
Is it no use at all?
Or could it be saint's cultivation was above all else, noFei was, he would not be able to contend If it was an ordinary fighter, it would be true
These saint cultivate Godly power
Ordinary warriors only trained the most ordinary power of Chaos Real Fei was naturally different
That saint laughed coldly and said: ”You dog, you can't even harle hair on my head, this is the difference between you and me, this is the difference between you andMaster Wushuang, understand?”
The corner of Long Fei's hed coldly, ”You sure?”
”Heh heh …”
Suddenly, a disciple reminded him, ”A black shadow has descended from the sky”
”Clock of hell”
”It's the Clock of hell that he just threw into the sky”
”Forget about Clock of hell s, even his power is useless”
”Long Fei, you're too weak!”
Who would be worried?
No one would worry
The previous ht hundred slashes of the Light Speed Sword did not have the slightest effect, what use could it have?
Long Fei and saint were simply not on the same level