Book of Gods and Demons

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Existence: Asin Keba

Favored: Highland Wolf King Wall

Evil Thoughts: Mu, the lord of golden oaks on both sides, Muteste, the hypocritical lord of silver laurels, the sinister King Helingel of Hydra

Energy level: Three seas and seven veins are opened, the plateau wolf temple serves the priesthood, the sixth level of the ancestor wolf guard-Golden Bone Winged Wolf (77.33%) (wind power, bone power, marrow power, muscle power, flesh Force, haste, toughness, wild instinct) (Physical power: 14 million pounds)

Different blood: blood of the wolf king (blood limit: 3%) (an interweave of human nature and animal nature, when animal nature prevails, he will transform from human to wolf)

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When Marcos told Joe to retreat, Joe patted his chest hard.

In his secret pocket, a stack of standing banknotes of one hundred gold mark evaporates, and the message of the sixth-order soldier of the Wolf Temple closest to Joe emerges in the crimson light curtain in front of him.

Qiao quickly compared these wolf temple warriors with his acquaintances with extraordinary Tier VI combat power.

This is the weakest Transcendent Tier 6 that Joe has ever seen.

In terms of physical strength alone, this Asin Keba is far inferior to Lieutenant General Marcos and Otto, and even the Great Ivan, who has 17 million pounds of physical strength, is inferior.

But the physical strength of 14 million pounds is already quite impressive.

Especially Ashin Keba, who has a different blood... It is difficult for Joe to imagine what it would be like when he turns from a human to a wolf, and what kind of power he will have. Even if he only possesses the limit of 3% of the Wolf King bloodline, it is also the Wolf King bloodline.

Think about it, how much did Joe pay for getting 1% of the power of the Wolf King from Ram?

There was a howling of wolves.

The three wolf temple warriors rushed to Marcos again.

Facing the terrifying power of Marcos, none of the soldiers of the Wolf Temple can stand up against Marcos with an axe. But their fighting skills are extremely strong, and their speed, agility, reaction, etc. far surpass that of Marcos, who is huge and terrifying in strength.

Marcos's big axe was dancing, making terrifying sound of breaking through the air constantly.

The three wolf temple warriors are like butterflies in a hurricane, seemingly embarrassed to shuttle and turn in the axe light. The big axe often passes on their scalp, slashes by their chest, and the big axe is brought up. The violent wind blew a dull loud noise on the armor on their bodies, and splashes of sparks.

However, the big axe cannot effectively hit these wolf temple warriors.

Marcos couldn't kill these cunning, shrewd, and difficult enemies in time.

On the contrary, Marcos is now twelve feet tall, more than twice as tall as these wolf temple warriors who are less than six feet tall. These wolf temple warriors buckled slightly, like wretched hyenas, sneaking around Marcos.

Three-handed scimitars made of snow-patterned iron continued to slash Marcos' bare body.

A deep yellow light wandered through Marcos's body, and the blade and the yellow light collided with each other, making a dull loud noise.

A cyan wind shadow flickered on the blade, and the blade ripped away the dark yellow light, leaving a half-inch deep wound on Marcos.

Compared to Marcos's huge body now, these wounds are not worth mentioning.

The blood in the wound kept oozing out, and soon Marcos's body was stained red with blood. The tingling caused Marcos into a violent state. The thin blood vessels of the thumb under his skin bulged, and the axe in his hand swung more and more rapidly.

A large group of ten thousand captains, thousand captains, and centurion captains waved their weapons, and screamed at Joe.

Golkin yelled angrily, and he waved the Shadow of the Wind, and one stepped in front of Joe. The shadow of the sword was like the wind, and with a few sounds of ‘Qiangqiang’, Gorkin blocked the scimitars that had slashed at Joe back.

The ten thousand chiefs and chiefs of these highlanders are basically Tier 5 strengths.

Captain Wan is the fifth-level senior, and Captain Qian is the first to enter the fifth level.

Gorkin... is only Tier 5.

The shadow of the wind collided with a machete and an epee. Gorkin forced several captains and captains backwards, but he himself was staggered by the shock, and he involuntarily moved back. After several steps, he bumped his head against Joe's belly.

Behind Qiao, the small cane in Mr. Segense's hand was raised and lowered, lowered and raised again... He hesitated for a long time, but he still did not activate his secret peeling technique.

On weekdays, the quiet, deserted and harmless Lan Mujin suddenly violent.

He shook his hands forward quickly, and he heard a series of extremely subtle breaking winds. Many long black needles that were half a foot long and thinner than a hair flew out of the air, piercing the rushing lords. , Qianfu is full of heads and faces.

Lan Mujin waved his hands, and at least three or four hundred fine needles flew out.

God knows that these fine needles are there on weekdays. When he moved, he didn't actually hurt himself by the fine needles he was carrying.

The black thin needles were deeply immersed in the body of the incoming enemy, and a trace of black air quickly spread across the faces of these experts. The poison penetrated into the body and quickly penetrated into the blood circulation.

On the highlander's face, the blue blood vessels were abnormally bulging, wriggling like small earthworms.

The cyan blood vessels turned black in just one breath, and then the blood vessels on these highlanders protruded and quickly turned black. First, the centurion commanders with lower strength, then the thousand commanders, and then the ten thousand commanders...One after another highlanders fell silently to the ground, and after a few convulsions, they stiffened in place.

A handful of fine needles, in the chaos, at least hundreds of highlanders were hit by Lan Mujin's poisonous needle.

In just one or two breaths, hundreds of fierce highlanders just fell to the ground, and their lives completely dissipated from their bodies.

"Joe, be careful. Don't step on these needles when you are on your feet... They are sharp and very toxic." Lan Mujin put his hands into his sleeves and warned Joe in a gentle voice.

Joe looked back at Lan Mujin in amazement, grabbed Gol'jin by the shoulder, and pulled him back: "Gol'jin, you are directing the battle behind, these **** guys, let me come!"

Amidst Golkin's anxious and angry curses, Joe strode up and rushed to Marcos's side.

Hydra's breathing method was working at full force, and Joe's body seemed to swell again. He landed silently, like an ancient monster with a huge body, suddenly descending on this battlefield in a sea of ​​blood.

The air near his body became a little hazy, and a faint ‘hiss’ sound came from the air around him.

A primitive, chaotic, greedy, and ferocious wild breath echoed around Joe, and Joe’s movements became extremely weird...Every movement of his was full of animalistic instincts, and his movements opened and closed. Incomparably arrogant, but also has an extremely abundant and extremely strong life breath and life force.

Just like a giant beast walking out of its lair, it stretched its body comfortably, ready to pounce on the food.

With a loud roar of heavy artillery on his right arm, Joe blasted a fist at a wolf temple warrior.

There was no change in other parts of his body, but his sturdy right arm was suddenly stretched by more than a foot-the blood instinct derived from the ice giant monster gave him the legendary flexibility.

The direct effect of the legendary level of flexibility is that in battle, his limbs are like elastic cowhide tendons, easily stretched by more than a foot.

This made his fist, in addition to being more violent, appear extremely strange and erratic.

When the wolf temple warrior blasted out of Joe’s heavy fist, before the terrifying sound of the fist broke the wind, he almost instinctively crossed the scimitar and blocked the front of his chest, his blade facing Looking in Joe's direction, if Joe's punch came down, his fist would just hit the blade of the scimitar.

The reaction of this wolf temple warrior was not unpleasant, and his response was extremely sinister.

Replaced by another person, this punch hit the blade, and it is very likely that the entire fist will be cut open and suffer irreparable damage.

However, Joe’s arm was strangely extended by more than a foot, which caused a huge mistake in the prediction of the wolf temple warrior. He watched Joe’s fist traverse the blade that he had just crossed and grabbed it. Before he strained, a punch fell on his chest.

The Gaul full body armor inlaid with dozens of magnificent gems, like weathered sandstone, turned into large pieces of metal cracking and splashing.

Behind Joe Gorkin hissed in heartache like a wringing cry: "No... Joe... you prodigal... the armor on these guys, if you seize it back, you can be the heirloom of the Rittal family... heirloom!"

"It's not a question of money, it's glory, it's heritage, it's the face of a family!"

Gorkin growled furiously.

Joe's punch fell on his chest in the desperate roar of the wolf temple warrior.

When Joe's heavy fist passed the scimitar and broke through the interception of the scimitar, in the mind of the wolf temple warrior, the screaming and angry wolf howling continued to sound. On the chest of this wolf temple warrior, a large piece of golden hair suddenly grew out.

Joe's heavy fists smashed the gorgeous body armor, and when he rushed forward, the chest of the wolf temple warrior was enveloped by an inch thick golden hair.

Joe's heavy fist landed firmly on the chest of the wolf temple warrior.

An equally extraordinary power gushes from the golden retriever, and slams into the legendary power on Joe's fist. The two extraordinary forces, which are also at the level of physical laws, cancel each other out and compete with each other. In the end, the power surging from the Golden Retriever is slightly weaker, and Joe's heavy fist still falls on the chest of the wolf temple warrior.

The destruction and smashing effectiveness of the legendary power has also been weakened by about 70%.

The golden hair roots growing rapidly on the chest of the wolf temple warrior shattered ~ www.ltnovel.com~ When each golden hair smashed, there was a loud ‘boom boom’ like the steel bar of the wrist was being broken.

'boom'!

The body swelled rapidly, the whole body was constantly growing golden hairs, and the skull bones were also squirming like soft rubber. The wolf temple warrior who was transforming into an inhuman form let out a miserable cry, and Joe's heavy fists fell firmly. Hit him on the chest and flew him out with a punch.

The ribs of the wolf temple warrior's chest were twisted and sunken one by one, and his chest was almost flattened by Joe's punch.

But in the next instant, his ribs rebounded one after another, making a dull and loud metal roar.

The wolf temple warrior who was blasted by Qiao was still flying backwards in the air. His body had swelled to nine feet high. From a thin and dry highlander, he turned into a wolf head full of golden retrievers. Human monsters.

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