World Wide Martial Art

"What should we do now? Why hasn't this damn old guy, the deputy hall master, come yet!"

When Ye Feng was wondering why the man in gray robe did not absorb the power of death of his companions, Zhou Fu hid in the crowd and trembled because he saw Long Zui shoot a shocking arrow that killed the demon deacon, and his eyes turned towards him. . Situ

"Hmph, this guy, you can tell from his previous shouting, he should be the boss."

The young monster among the old and young monsters looked at each other with Long Zui and chuckled.

The next moment, the young monster rushed directly towards Zhou Fu. When Zhou Fu saw this, he ran back quickly, but his speed could not compare with the young monster at the eighth level of the divine realm, and he was caught up in an instant.

"come on!"

The young monster stretched out his palm, which was as white and tender as jade. Unlike a man's delicate palm, a mighty whirlpool emerged in the center, attracting Zhou Fu.

"Hmph! Let him go!"

At this moment, a roar sounded, and a blood-red figure galloped over. He was clearly far away in the horizon, but he appeared in front of him in the next moment.

In an instant, Longzui's pupils shrank suddenly, and while running towards the young monster, he shouted, "Ninth level gods, gather to meet the enemy!"

Facing the ninth level of the divine realm, the Longxiang team can only have a chance of fighting if they gather together, otherwise they will be defeated individually.

Long Zui exploded with all its strength and rushed towards the young monster as fast as possible, but unfortunately it was still too slow.

"boom."

There was a soft sound, and a blood-red figure appeared in front of the young monster. His face, shrouded in hazy light, could not be seen clearly, but his withered fingers were clearly visible in the young monster's eyes.

There is a strange black butterfly lying on the finger, which is somewhat different from the black butterfly tattooed on the gray robe of the ordinary evil deacon. It seems slightly less powerful, but still terrifying.

The finger suddenly pointed at his forehead at a terrifying speed that the young monster could not dodge, and the black butterfly quickly hit the young monster's head.

"boom!"

At the critical moment, the young and handsome head of the young monster turned into a real dragon head, and the two dragon horns bloomed with perseverance, condensing into a light shield to resist this finger.

The next moment, the finger came into contact with the light shield, and the light shield exploded. The black butterfly flew out from the exploded fragments of the light shield, hit the young monster's forehead, and rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness without any hindrance.

For a moment, there was a buzz in his mind, and a world-weary aura swept over him, making the young man feel that everything in the world was ugly and sinful, and that living in the world was meaningless.

"No, this is all an illusion, all an illusion!"

The young monster was worthy of being the Dark Gold Dragon Guard. His consciousness was lost for a moment, but he immediately woke up and tried his best to expel the world-weary feeling in his mind.

This sense of world-weariness made the young monster discover a problem. The people in gray robes in front of them all believed in and followed the Evil Butterfly, but the man in blood robes in front of him could cast a black butterfly whose shape was similar to the Evil Butterfly.

It's just that the black butterfly of the man in blood robe does not bring the emotion of world destruction, but the emotion of world-weariness. It must be a kind of power inherited from the evil butterfly of world destruction, but it is slightly inferior to the evil butterfly of world destruction itself.

The young man's guess is correct. The man in the blood robe is the deputy leader of the World-Destroying Hall, a force under the command of the World-Destroying Evil Butterfly. He not only inherited the strange blood, awakened superpowers and a second form, but also gained strange power and was able to use evil energy. It condenses the world-weary evil butterfly which is weaker than the world-destroying evil butterfly, but equally terrifying.

The world-weary evil butterfly can make living beings feel that the world is not worth it, that everything is unbearable, and give rise to thoughts of suicide. Weak people do not need the deputy hall master to take action. Just releasing the world-weary evil butterfly can make all enemies commit suicide.

At this moment, the young monster was still trying his best to resist the world-weary mood brought by the world-weary evil butterfly, but the deputy hall master had already sneered and struck out with a palm.

"boom!"

The young monster flew backwards, his whole chest collapsed, and the true dragon body appeared involuntarily. The dragon body was completely broken, its scales cracked, and blood fell from the sky like pillars.

Until this moment, Long Zui had just arrived. Seeing that the young monster was injured, he quickly stretched out his arms, and the dragon energy condensed into a large net to protect the young monster who was crashing into the mountain.

"Are you okay?"

Long Zui stared at the deputy hall master while transmitting a message to the young monster.

"Ahem..., the bones all over my body are broken, the evil energy is eroding my body, the Qi sea and Dantian are broken, I am unable to fight anymore..."

The weak voice of the young monster rang in his mind, and Long Zui's heart sank. The deputy hall master was at the ninth level of the divine realm. He was so powerful that he severely injured the young monster with one blow. The situation was critical.

"Join forces to face the enemy."

Long Zui looked at the old monster, the multi-hand clan and other team members, and said solemnly.

"Huh, joining forces? It's just a futile struggle."

The Long Xiang team was getting closer together, and the deputy hall leader sneered when he saw this, and disappeared again.

"Where are you going?"

The members of the Jiuyou tribe shrank their pupils and shouted in a low voice.

The faces of the members of the Multi-Hand Tribe were solemn. He had arranged many formations before the battle began, including one to detect the enemy's position. Within a hundred meters around him, he could detect any disturbance. However, the deputy hall leader disappeared, and the formations were completely invisible. No feedback.

At this moment, the members of the Multi-Hand Clan received feedback from the formation, and their breathing suddenly shortened, "It's a group attack, be careful!"

"Wow!"

Between heaven and earth, the sound of countless wings flapping sounded, and fist-sized world-weary evil butterflies rushed from all directions.

These world-weary evil butterflies are not powerful. They are even as fragile as ordinary butterflies. They can wipe out a large area with just a breath.

However, the world-weary evil butterfly carries the world-weary emotion. Whether it is death or touching others, it will release the world-weary emotion.

At present, so many world-weary evil butterflies are sweeping in, and the world-weariness is like a sea. Long Zui and other members of the Long Xiang team are all affected by the world-weariness.

"ah!"

A hundred arms of the Multi-Handed Clan all grabbed at his neck, trying to strangle him alive.

The next moment, the Many-Handed Clan woke up, and a red light passed by his eyes.

"He won't attack me?"

The Multi-Hand Clan knew that it was the deputy hall master. At this moment, he was a little surprised. He had just been invaded by world-weary emotions, and the deputy hall master turned out to be...

"puff!"

The multi-hand tribe spit out a mouthful of blood, and its chest exploded, forming a hideous hole that was transparent from front to back and dripping with blood.

At this moment, the Multi-Handed Clan suddenly realized that it was not that the deputy hall leader did not attack him, but that the deputy hall leader was too fast and he did not see the opponent's movements clearly.

Suffering this heavy blow, the Many-Hands tribe was unable to fight anymore, and even their lives were in danger.

On the other side, the members of the Nether Tribe and other members also suffered heavy losses. Only Long Zui and the old monster were left with higher strength and stronger resistance to world-weariness, and they had not yet revealed any flaws.

"There are only two of you left, why not give up the resistance."

The deputy hall leader walked out of the black butterflies in the sky and said in a mocking voice.

"Dream, you are just a loyal dog slave of a dirty thing!"

Long Zui scolded angrily and took the initiative, showing his true dragon body for the first time.

His true dragon body is majestic and beautiful, with dragon scales as bright as starlight.

Every part of his body showed the beauty of strength. He attacked the deputy hall leader with one claw, and the billowing dragon energy condensed into a coiled dragon tower.

This is the god-king level magical power of the Black Dragon Palace, the Coiling Dragon Evil Suppressing Tower.

"What a joke, how dare the light of a grain of rice compete with the bright moon?!"

The deputy hall master laughed ferociously, his blood-red robe flew up and made a hunting sound, his hands hidden under the robe pushed out, and infinite blood-red ripples rippled out.