I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 263 Ancient Pluto
Rumbling--

It was a sound that could not be concealed by the rolling sky and thunder. Between the shaking of the earth and the shaking of the mountains, it could be seen that two behemoths were fighting fiercely in the most primitive way.

The dense gray fog was blown away, and countless undead spirits, even if they couldn't even get close, would be annihilated by the aftermath of the battle between the two giants.

This is a very pure melee fight, without splendid spells, and without mysterious supernatural powers, the two sides in the battle, you punch and kick each other, punches are in place, and they don't know what dodge is at all.

If Mortals fight in this way, they must be the two toughest reckless men, but these are two huge giants, and when they are so big, every move they make is a disaster.

Kacha~~~
Accompanied by a roar, the body was filled with surging blood, like a giant surrounded by flames, a fist hit the giant's shoulder which was crystal clear and shining with amber light, and accompanied by a fine cracking sound, an arm as thick as a mountain flew up The sky, and spar fragments of different sizes also flew up.

This was a battle in which strength could be seen at a glance. The seemingly bright and gorgeous spar giant was at an absolute disadvantage. Often, in two or three rounds, a part of its body would be shattered by another giant.

If it was a normal solo fight, the spar giant would be smashed to pieces within ten rounds, but they were just a part of a battle. The seemingly declining giant had several helpers.

Above the giant's head, there was a purple-patterned black dragon hovering tens of feet, and thick thunderclouds covered most of its body. From time to time, dozens of black thunderbolts fell from it, striking at the fiery giant. body.

Each black thunderbolt is like an indestructible sharp blade. The strong blood energy of the giant Longbo cannot stop it at all, and because of its huge size and the entanglement of opponents, it can only resist the lightning strike every time.

The lightning strike left scars of different depths on the giant's body, and even the crystal clear jade bones could be seen in the deepest part, but this Longbo giant's blood was too strong, and often the next thunderbolt hadn't landed yet, and the previous one The scar caused by a thunderbolt has almost healed.

This is the self-healing ability that Feng Bingwen marveled at after seeing it. He didn't even doubt that even if the giant's limbs were cut off, it could grow back in a very short period of time - provided that he His blood is not exhausted.

"Don't worry about me, go help them!"

Feng Bingwen turned his head and told a small divine bird that landed on his shoulder. It was his fire spirit. He had found a suitable inheritance, and now he took the form of a vermillion bird.

But it's just empty and empty, and there is still an essential gap with the water spirit who has obtained a real dragon source energy, but in terms of combat power, it is really not bad.

"Follow the Lord's decree!"

The fire spirit who finally found his opportunity to transform, responded politely, then spread his red wings, and flew into the sky with a flood of fire, dyeing the sky of this ghost country red.

The white bone chain that fell from the sky and wanted to entangle and bind him was melted by the blazing heat and high temperature that it radiated from the inside to the outside without even getting close to it, and it couldn't even touch its spirit body.

And with the addition of Huo Ling, the three Dharma Protectors joined forces and finally suppressed the giant Longbo who had lost his self-awareness, leaving only his body full of vitality and his fighting spirit.

Needless to say, the strength of the giant of the Long Bo Kingdom is indeed astonishing, and this is still under the condition that the bloodline has been banned, and this so-called candidate for the lord has only untied part of the confinement, which is the same as the real one in the ancient times. Compared with the Long Bo giant, it is far worse, and it is not at the same level at all.

Glancing at the giant who was no longer as powerful as his ancestors, Feng Bingwen didn't care too much. It was just an ancient alien race that had been going downhill. Even if he took refuge in the human race, he could only delay the decline.

His eyes fell on a slender figure not far away, who was standing on the White Bone Mountain. It was misty and gloomy, and he could only see a few outlines, but his specific face could not be seen clearly, which seemed extremely mysterious.

The mysterious Nether Taoist didn't speak, and even when the giant warrior slave he had just bought was suppressed, he didn't have much emotional fluctuations. After all, there was no tendency to lose, and the warrior slave could still hold on.

"Let me see your power to defeat the candidates of the Longbo Kingdom!"

Feng Bingwen spoke at this moment.These are not her real methods. The tens of thousands of resentful souls in the ghost country are not even warmed up, and the giant was subdued not long ago. Before that, she suppressed it with extremely strong means. It is said that it did not take too long to meet the giant Longbo.

"as you wish!"

Cold and quiet, without the slightest mood swings, without the slightest warmth towards my sister, and these four short words, the ghost country that was obviously dilapidated due to the intrusion of Feng Bingwen's three guardian spirits suddenly became different up.

A strange coercion that made the souls trembling could not help but permeated from the ghost country, and the howling ghost was instantly quiet, even suspended in the air, motionless, and even the skeleton that climbed up from the mountain of bones prostrated itself. on the ground.

The three Dharma Protectors who were fighting the giant Long Bo also noticed it at the same time, but what they were fighting with was a puppet without self-will. Under the entanglement, he had almost no energy to pay attention to other things.

Feng Bingwen, on the other hand, saw the process of change with his own eyes. In the depths of the ghost country, in the seemingly inaccessible mountains of white bones, a gigantic giant figure that seemed to be able to stand up to the sky appeared, and walked towards Feng Bingwen's position. Every step fell , the illusory outline became more solid, but his figure also shrunk a circle accordingly.

Almost in just a few breaths, that figure had already appeared behind Dao You Ming, and its shape was completely solidified, allowing Feng Bingwen to see it clearly.

It was an indescribably stalwart existence, the cold battle armor shone with a dull luster, and a breath of the highest and holy permeated the air, wherever it went, endless ghosts would prostrate for it.

Hades!

The first time he saw this figure, Feng Bingwen frowned. He knew that this stalwart must have existed for a certain period of time in the past, and he must have existed for real, and his strength was already so powerful that the world would take the initiative to take a picture of him the point.

And only these tyrannical existences that can affect the laws of heaven and earth, and even interfere with the operation of the universe, will their traces be manifested in the Tao and Dharma cultivated by the living beings of later generations.

As long as there is a trace of such an existence in the pulse of immortal cultivation, even if it is the lowest, it must be ranked in the upper third rank. As for the higher one, it depends on which saint is manifesting the figure.

Feng Bingwen's understanding of this is so far, not too much, for example, he doesn't know which ancient existence is manifesting behind this Nether Taoist at this time.

But there is no doubt that looking at the death intent manifested on this existence, it is probably a Pluto, and the origin may be even more terrifying, but Feng Bingwen has not studied this.

"This is your vision. Based on this, you have crossed the two realms and cultivated the supernatural powers of the ghost kingdom?"

Although it was a question, Feng Bingwen's tone was very sure that it was almost the same, probably so.

In ancient times, there were many shocking battles. I don’t know how many existences fell, but no matter how tragic the war was, there were still ancient existences that survived.

And these existences whose traces have been inscribed by the world, occasionally wake up during the long sleep, and then on a whim, reward their own power to those creatures that are connected with them.

Even a little bit of power that is insignificant to these existences is enough to create shocking myths and endless legends.

This may be the case for this Nether Daoist. The vision she cultivated happened to be connected to an ancient existence, and then the ancient existence happened to wake up and was pleasing to the eye. This is a completely unreasonable myth at this time.

You Ming Daozi didn't have the slightest intention to respond, because the Pluto behind her had already raised his arms and pressed down on Feng Bingwen.

It seemed like a light palm, but in Feng Bingwen's eyes, it was as terrifying as the sky falling and the earth falling. The fear of being rejected by the world that he restrained at first appeared in his heart again, endlessly. The malice came from all directions.

Feng Bingwen, who had endured great oppression from body to soul, remained unchanged, and swung a palm with his backhand. The vast thunder gathered in the palm, and finally turned into a huge palm, which matched the palm of the Pluto. touch together.

The thunder, which is said to be the most restrained from evil and evil, exploded in an instant, and the endless lightning and thunder scattered around. Sprinkle into this dark ghost country, but soon, the sky becomes healed, and everything returns to gloom.

"What about your vision? Feng Bingwen, you have already reached this point, are you unwilling to reveal your vision?"

Pluto, who was almost unharmed and not even a piece of armor was damaged, withdrew his arm, but Daozi Youming, who had gained an absolute advantage, was not satisfied, and even his voice was a little sullen.

The battle between Tianjiao and Tianjiao is sometimes very simple. It is to fight each other with the visions they have cultivated. Whoever has a higher level of vision and has a better understanding of his own vision will win.

It is Tianjiao's standard equipment to use vision to fight the enemy. Only when facing those opponents who are too far behind, will he not even bother to move the vision and use magic powers to sweep directly.

And like Feng Bingwen did before, he defeated Tianjian Daozi without even having a vision. For that Taoist, even if Feng Bingwen didn't say a word, he was better than him. A thousand words of humiliation.

But at this moment, Feng Bingwen didn't use the vision to such an extent. In the eyes of this You Ming Taoist, he clearly wanted to insult her.

(End of this chapter)