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Chapter 287: The Power of Holy Skills (Kneeling)

The moment the two forces came into contact, the mythical barrier was oppressed and changed its shape, from a perfect arc to an uneven shape, and a slight crack began to appear, as if it could not resist the powerful power of the legendary warrior at any time and shattered.

At such a crisis, the lady bit her cherry lips hard, almost bleeding, and a powerful magic power burst out from her body, which violently poured into the magic script. The magic script also burst out with powerful power in an instant, and the power of the mythological barrier was widened again.

Mythical barrier, one of the legendary curse, was created by an ancient magician who referenced the legendary gate of gods. It is said that it can resist ten times its own power, one of the most powerful defensive curse in ancient times, resisting ten times the enemy, but facing the powerful power of the five legends, it has exceeded its limit. In just one second, it made a rupture sound.

"KaKaKa"

Seeing the entire mythological barrier about to break, a trace of determination flashed in the lady's eyes. She raised her right hand and pointed a little at the silver magic devil in front of her. Then the magic devil exploded and turned into a silver rune. Huge magic power overflowed from it. Segment of magic burst in the void, turning into a torrent of magic power and pouring into the mythological barrier.

With the addition of this new force, the mythological barrier immediately became stable again, and cracks began to close. Although it was swaying under the strong attack, it could still hold on.

However, the good times did not last long, and this new force only allowed the mythological barrier to last for a few more seconds.

Before and after, the lady used all kinds of killer moves and even self-destruction of magic tricks, but she only won her life for several seconds.

With the evolution of the spiritual energy of life, the sword energy of the vortex is brilliant, the mythical barrier is finally broken, and murderous intent finally comes. The lady's eyes are filled with despair.

At this moment, a voice full of majesty rang behind her: "Holy skill - Hualian bloomed."

boom

It was as if flowers were blooming, and the heaven and earth resonated, and orange sword lights rose from behind the lady, and evolved mysterious flowers in the void. They were hundreds of species, thousands of flowers, containing incomparable beauty, as if a real sea of ​​flowers, the terrifying power was shaking, resonating, and distorting in the void. Beauty contained infinite dangers.

The darkness immediately shattered in this sea of ​​flowers, and the sword energy vortex formed by the spiritual energy of life was instantly shattered without resistance. Then the five assassins did not even have a chance to dodge and were submerged by the sea of ​​flowers.

Colorful flowers flutter in the void, petals tremble, flying in the void. Cut everything, tear everything apart, and turn everything around into ashes.

In the end, the torrent of the sea of ​​flowers rushed toward all directions, and no force could resist this great power.

Outside the dark world, the dick of the Holy Iron Family who had been controlling the barrier changed slightly, looked at the sea of ​​flowers coming from a distance, and took a breath of air. He said intimately, "I didn't expect that this old guy has such a unique skill, holy skill, that is the supreme skill that warriors dream of."

Although he was amazed, the second child had no intention of resisting. A cold smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, and then he said, "Hmph, do you think you can escape from heaven like this? It's useless."

After saying that, he immediately withdrew from the barrier and watched the sea of ​​flowers colliding violently.

Runes flashed above the barrier. Magic circles were rising and then destroyed by the sea of ​​flowers, which was consuming the power of the sea of ​​flowers.

However, the Sea of ​​Flowers is worthy of being a peerless martial art used by the Holy Spirit-level existence. It constantly suppressed this layer of barrier outside, bursting out a few cracks. It was swaying and was about to be destroyed at any time.

But in the end, the sea of ​​flowers consumed a lot of power, and under the powerful closed power of the barrier, it exhausted the last bit of power.

However, the barrier was also shaking, and the barriers flashing with colorful light were gradually shattering, and even gaps appeared.

Just as the power of the holy skill was about to be exhausted, a figure rushed out, carrying another figure on his back, escaped from the gap in the barrier, and rushed towards the distance quickly.

When the dick of the Holy Iron Family saw this scene, a sneer flashed across the corner of her mouth: "Run, this is a place far away from the city. Without a magic airship, how far can you run? And there are two oil bottles."

The housekeeper Akafir was carrying his wife on his back at this time. The wife hugged his child tightly. The three of them rushed into the jungle quickly and disappeared in an instant.

But the second son of the Holy Iron Family is also a Holy Spirit-level powerhouse, following them tightly, with a cold eyes in their eyes.

After running for a quarter of an hour, the lady and the young master suddenly flashed a hint of pain, and the wife's voice sounded: "Uncle Akafir, Little Phyllis and I seem to be poisoned, and the remaining power in my body is gradually disappearing."

Hearing this sentence, the butler Akafir's face changed wildly, and he said quickly: "Madam, do you know what poison it is."

Upon hearing this, the lady said with a tragic expression: "The blood power in my body is melting now, as if it is turning back into ordinary blood. Moreover, my body age is regressing, as if it is a curse potion - Despairless."

Hearing his wife's words, the butler Akafir changed his face and said, "How could it be this kind of potion? Damn it? What should I do now? There is almost no antidote for this potion. It will slowly weaken the power of the bloodline, and the poisoned person will also deteriorate in age, and eventually turn into a pool of blood and die, and there is no way to treat it."

The lady looked at her son in her arms. Her face turned pale, her eyes closed tightly, and her brows frowned slightly, as if she was very painful.

The lady felt ache, raised her eyebrows, made up her mind, and said to the butler Akafir: "Uncle Akafir, I want to use the family secret technique to win a chance for Phelis, and then I will send him away, and you want to help me stop the pursuer."

When the butler Akafir heard this, his face changed and he was full of shock and said, "But Miss, you will die."

The lady's eyes were clear and clear, "Little Phyllis and I were both captured in this curse potion. I have no other way except this method. Before the power of my bloodline disappears, I must save him."

When the housekeeper Akafir heard this, he knew that the wife's determination was irreversible. He nodded solemnly: "Since that's the case, Miss, don't worry, I will definitely fulfill your request, even if it's death."

Speaking of this, the butler Akafir's eyes flashed with a divine light, and the somewhat embarrassed figure also became terrifying and powerful, which was a kind of aura of looking at death.

In the jungle, two figures were chasing one after another. The butler Akafir in front was burning with the spiritual energy of life, like a flame passing through the jungle, and wherever he passed was in a mess. Anything that blocked would be turned into shattered by the flame, and his speed instantly doubled, and he quickly threw away the pursuer behind him.

When the dick of the Holy Iron Family saw this scene, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth and said, "Run, run, the more you struggle, the more severe the power you consume. When you are physically weak, it will be time to die."

The dick was like a bloodthirsty ghost, and he fell in love with the hunting dog of his prey. He followed the butler Akafir slowly. As long as he was careless, he would pounce on him and take a bite.

At this time, the butler Akafir came to a slope and quickly put down the wife and Phyllis behind him. Looking at the trembling little Phyllis and the wife, their bodies seemed to have changed. Little Phyllis seemed to become weaker and weaker, and their clothes grew apart.

The wife also changed from a young woman in her twenties to a teenage girl with a gray color on her face. She did not have the rosy and charm of a girl, but she looked like she was not far from death.

The lady landed and looked at the butler Akafir and said, "Uncle Akafir, go quickly. I'm going to use the secret technique, and I hope it's still time."

When the butler Akafir heard this, his eyes were sore. He had almost guessed that the time when the two were poisoned was definitely something in the dark realm caused by the Assassin Alliance. What are the black smoke containing these poisons? If he didn't investigate, he would lead to the most serious consequences.

The anger in his heart was almost burning through the Ninth Heaven. The butler Akafir looked at the dick coming from a distance, and his murderous intent filled his chest.

He said to his wife: "Miss, you must hold on. I must kill him and avenge you."

After saying that, under the gaze of his wife, the butler Akafir had a look of grief and anger, and his breath surged, like a god of war, rushed towards the second child with an invincible fighting intention. The golden sword in his hand directly brought up a sword energy storm, continuous, without a trace of space.

The second brother who was rushing to face the powerful attack of the housekeeper Akafir in grief and anger, his expression changed slightly and did not dare to neglect.

The other party is an old Holy Spirit-level powerhouse, and has almost reached the peak of the Holy Spirit-level. Although it has been consumed a little more severely, it does not mean that there is no chance of winning. Faced with such a strong man, the second brother dares not neglect anything.

A gray force rose in his body, combined with his own life aura, and his whole body began to metalize and transform into a metal human form.

This is the bloodline power of the Holy Iron Family. The existence of a cultivator can transform its Huawei metal humanoid shape with powerful defense and attack power. Depending on the degree of bloodline, the metals that can be converted are also different.

Legend has it that pure bloodlines can even turn themselves into pure gold, one of the nine supermatters, which is hard and indestructible, and is completely immunized by magic. Almost most magic cannot harm them. Of course, it is not completely invincible, and there is no such thing as this world.

Dangdangdang

The sound of sword energy and metal collision echoed in the void, and the second brother smiled on the way. Although the sword energy was sharp, it could not cause him to suffer severe damage. It was just that fine lines were drawn.

The butler Akafir also saw this situation. Looking at the dick who turned into a gray metal humanoid, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes: "The body of the Hundred Refined Alloy."
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