hunter rule

Extraordinary world.

The quasi-level is the lowest level of extraordinary beings and represents the starting point of extraordinary beings.

The apprenticeship is a watershed, and the difference between extraordinary and ordinary people is clear.

Official level, able to run rampant in disaster areas, with unparalleled combat power, and is the mainstay, whether it is the Sky Drive Alliance or before the historical fault.

Then, there is the higher level, which represents the high position in the extraordinary world. It comes into contact with the power of [authority] and at the same time evolves special abilities. There are thousands of people with different faces.

But the only thing that is the same is that the end point of higher level is super.

Super professionals represent the pinnacle of excellence.

As far as Zhao Guangli remembers, the only thing recorded in history is the high-level killing super, that is, the strong man of the Li clan, holding the [Subjugation] to kill the Tianshan gods.

And the representative of the one who used the first extraordinary weapon [subjugation] to defy the heaven and kill the gods was this strong man of the Li clan, who was punished by heaven and died.

"It's very difficult to kill a super at a high level."

Recalling what Black Cat said, Zhao Guangli's eyes gradually became sharp.

The reason is the field,

The realm is the product of a certain collection of authority. The realm is immortal, and the extraordinary ones are immortal.

And under super, there is no way to harm the field.

At this moment, in the center of the Devil's Church.

Under the stained glass, there is a vampire wearing an elegant tuxedo with dirty blood stains on his body.

It was Bobohan who had been hunted down by three consuls just now and was in such a panic.

"Kill me?"

"Kill me?"

Bobohan seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world.

He looked carefully at the young man in front of him.

higher.

Just high class.

Do you also want to kill the most powerful vampire of the generation, Bobham Morylandon, who has a noble bloodline?

"field!"

"[Yin Hong Dinner Party]!"

The huge curtain opens.

The color of pure red does not appear gaudy, but rather magnificent and curious.

field.

Zhao Guangli lowered his head slightly.

Completely covering the entire Devil's Church.

This move was within my expectations.

The Archons don't want to cause trouble, but if they find out that Bobohan's phylactery is right under their noses, right where the gods descend, they probably won't mind getting rid of this fallen leader of the cult.

"Sealing space is also a function of the domain."

Zhao Guangli sighed.

It is different from void.

This is not the first time that the void has been torn open.

The fields are different.

Being pulled into the realm, there is no way to escape without using the realm.

"You look very comfortable and relaxed."

Bobohan sneered, showing his white teeth.

Zhao Guangli shook his head.

"Bobham Murray Landon."

"You are the younger brother of [Shattered Darkclaw] Rusfan Morilandon, right."

"I've heard of you before."

Anyone who can become a blood prince or grand duke will basically be recorded in later generations.

This Bobohan is a notorious monster.

In order to tame his own vampire dragon, he killed people and massacred the city at every turn.

In the early days of the historical gap, there was a big commotion in the Land of the Gods, but then it completely disappeared and was annihilated in the human world.

What appeared along with the black fireworks was such a monster.

"If you know my name, go to hell."

Bobohan showed his fangs.

Blood surged wildly.

Black and red nerves tangled together.

It forms a weird spread, as if it is a neural grid in reality.

The blood in Zhao Guangli's body was gushing.

"That's too bad."

Zhao Guangli said.

Poof!

The void opened, and only half of the crimson [Super Blood Blade] was exposed.

Zhao Guangli's body exploded like fireworks.

Flesh and blood collapse, forming gorgeous fireworks.

Demon God Blood Sacrifice Team.

Zhao Guangli woke up slightly from his parasitic body.

Gu Yan

The main body went to find trouble with Bobohan, but the parasitic host still stayed here.

Zhao Guangli really didn't expect that even after Bobohan's vampire dragon was beaten to death and his whole body was beaten to this state by three demon archons, he could still be easily killed.

My body, within the scope of the Demon God Tower, was increased by more than 30%.

Coupled with the resurrected power of Asmodeus, my own power has never been so good.

"It's a pity that the Evil God Girl didn't follow me, and I haven't reached my peak state yet."

Zhao Guangli opened his eyes again.

The blood vessels twist together.

The whole person's blood seemed to have been drained out and turned into a mummy.

“I didn’t expect that [Paper Doppelgänger] would actually be used on myself.”

This time it was not a rebirth of flesh and blood, but a solid use of the only three remaining paper mannequin stand-ins.

Moreover, under Bobohan's attack, he used it twice in an instant.

"Super professionals are the makers of rules. Most of their abilities in the field cannot be higher than the rules, such as flesh and blood rebirth, because..."

Zhao Guangli raised his head slightly and looked at the vampire.

This person has mastered a lot of [blood] authority, and the power of this authority is superior to Zhao Guangli's flesh and blood rebirth.

Therefore, the immortality that Zhao Guangli relies on for survival is useless.

"[Dreamland]."

Before Bobohan could come to his senses, Zhao Guangli's figure twisted and fluctuated like the moon in the water.

Reality and illusion surge in the dark tide.

A ferocious smile appeared on Bobohan's face.

"It's really asking for death...useless thing."

"If you can't escape the realm, you will definitely die."

"Although I don't know your name, I will definitely know it when I drain your blood."

Gulu gulu.

Gulu.

In a dream.

Zhao Guangli's eyes did not change.

I rarely use my dream power because my curse can deal with most situations.

But now is an exception.

The art of flesh and blood is useless. He can only delay for some time by hiding in the dream.

The external void is crumbling and disintegrating, and it won't take long for the vampire to find him.

And before that.

Zhao Guangli had already prepared all the plans.

If you can talk big words, you must also be aware of being slapped in the face.

"[King of Lust] Asmodeus."

"The four supreme pillars before the historical fault."

"The leader of the Demon God Empire, the Lord of the Infinite Deep Space."

"The monster at the bottom of the rift, the martyr of the twisted river."

Zhao Guangli read in a deep voice.

"I want to see you."

"Right now, right here."

"In my name, Zhao Guangli."

The strange words have substance.

Ripples surged and then twisted.

On top of the Demon Mountain.

Thousands of miles above thousands of miles.

Absolute depth.

Four vicious eyes opened.

With some doubts.

With some confusion.

Desire flows in the eyes.

"Who is..."

"I actually know...such demonic incantations."

"This is a method that only the [Grand Consul] and [General] can know, to directly communicate with the devil?"

"Where?"

A hoarse voice spread in the empty temple.

Keep spreading.

"exist……"

"world."

"God comes to earth, church."

"Human."

"juvenile."

now.

In front of Zhao Guangli, a gray four-eyed crow appeared.

"Who are you?"