My Brother Is The Protagonist

The swallowing vortex was split with a knife. The masked man thought it was Tai Shuyun's turn next, and slowly raised the Death Blade in his hand and pointed it directly at Tai Shuyun.

"Friend, don't worry."

However, she heard Tai Shuyun chuckle.

Seeing this, the eyes of the masked man became colder and colder. He hated Tai Shuyun's attitude, aloft, huge self-confidence, as if he had put everything into his hands, strategizing, and he wanted to smash it away.

call!

Soon, the masked man understood what Tai Shuyun said. He saw the vortex that had been split in half, and it started to heal automatically, and the convergence was completed in the blink of an eye.

The healed vortex was even darker than before, with black flashes blooming from the vortex, and immediately afterwards, a more powerful swallowing force swept out.

"Repeat the old technique, do you think it will still be useful to me?"

He said coldly, the masked man stood in the void, the force of Death resisted the powerful swallowing force, and then he raised the Blade of Death in his hand and smashed it down.

Zizi!

This time, the vortex was not split by the masked man, but stuck together. The power of Death competes with the power of Devouring, and sparks are sputtered. This is a collision between laws and a confrontation between avenues. Collide.

"How is this possible, is this the true source of power? I'm not convinced!"

Seeing Own Death's Blade was blocked, the masked man cried out again. He finally understood why Tai Shuyun was so confident because he was stronger than himself.

"Blade of Death, Dance of Death."

Even if there is a gap that cannot be crossed in front of him, the masked man will be determined to flatten it this time, only to see a deep black light spreading out of his body, that is the power of the divine body's origin is blooming.

Can't take care of too much, the masked man decided to squeeze his own, broke this trick, forcing Tai Shuyun to take action, he did not believe that the gap between the two would be so big.

On the black death sickle, the blade was sharp, and then under the dancing of the masked man, eight sharp blades were instantly drawn. These eight blades interlaced black and white, cutting the space into pieces, and then weaving them into a cobweb. Toward the swallowing vortex enveloped in the past.

The cut space turned into fragments. The strange thing was that it did not recover as soon as possible. Instead, on the edges of the space fragments, there was a dark power attached to it, blocking the healing of the space.

These terrifying powers are the power of Death, and under the full bloom of the source of the divine body, there is even a bit of power of the original source of the avenue.

Seeing the killing of the masked man, Tai Shuyun's eyes lit up slightly. Such a killing technique must come from the inheritance of the god body. Only the inheritance of the god body itself can display the profound meaning of the death god body. .

Forcibly sublimating the law of Death into the origin of Death, so that the full power of the Death divine body can be exerted, but if you do this, the origin of the divine body will quickly dry up.

"Is this your last dance? Sorry."

After watching the masked man perform this attack, the body's breath is rapidly declining, Tai Shuyun whispered.

Crackling!

When the eight black and white light blades touched the swallowing vortex, there was a crackling sound like a firecracker, and the Law of Death was sublimated into the Origin of Death under the eruption of the origin of the divine body.

Although it was temporary, the Death Origin collided with the Devouring Origin, and the space was dying, and a piece of darkness spread from the collision to the surroundings. Even the space and time were wiped out, and nothing was left, and it wasn't even darkness.

Zizi!

There was a stalemate for a while, and finally, the eight black and white light blades couldn't hold on anymore, they had already begun to be consumed by the power of swallowing, and the origin of Death was dissipating.

This is also of course, after all, it is just a forced sublimation of Death origin. Compared with Tai Shuyun’s devouring origin, it lacks a part of the law and mystery. This makes the Death origin incomplete, and naturally it can’t resist Tai Shuyun’s devouring origin. .

Snapped!

Dissipated like fireworks, the eight black and white light blades were crushed by the swallowing vortex in an instant, and shrouded toward the masked man, as if there was an abyss of life, swallowing the enemy completely.

Immediately before the swallowing vortex swallowed the masked man, Tai Shuyun clearly saw that the masked man's unwilling and gloomy gaze was swallowed in without even making a sound.

The sky returned to its original state, only Tai Shuyun was alone, and the masked man had disappeared.

Tai Shuyun thought, the vortex that swallowed a Nine Cycles Sage's horror gradually shrank, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The life of the masked man was swallowed up by the vortex, leaving a palm-sized light source on the spot. It was the holy world in the masked man's body. Tai Shuyun controlled the vortex and did not destroy the holy world.

The jet-black light source fell into Tai Shuyun's palm. Not surprisingly, it was a sacred world of Death, full of Death and the laws of kendo, as well as some cultivation resources for masked people.

From this holy realm, Tai Shuyun ingested a familiar token, which also depicted a creature from The Underworld, Rakshasa, as Tai Shuyun thought.

The last time I saw such a token was when I was in the underground palace four years ago, when two Sages were at the pinnacle of Rank 3, and this was a Nine Cycles Sage, and they were also Death gods and Tianjiao figures.

Therefore, this Yama token is also a little different, the color is a bit crimson, it seems that the quality of the material is higher.

"Meet again, the people of this organization, even the young Tianjiao, can hardly imagine what its true appearance will be."

Staring at the token in his hand, Tai Shuyun put it away, then threw the Death Holy Realm into the own Holy Realm, and was absorbed as nourishment.

After doing all this, Tai Shuyun looked down and saw that Huang Luo had already beaten the other three people to the ground.

On the ground, Hanluoshan, the shadow of the Yin Temple, plus the ghostly body of the Nether Mountain, have become almost like a beggar, not to mention the tatters, and the face is even more red and swollen, like being given by a hard thing. Hit the same.

The three of them had a lot of wounds, large and small, as if they were being beaten up. The three were saint soldiers and fell to one side. One spear was broken, a pair of golden wheels was bent, and the other sword. At this moment, under Huang Luo's hoof, one is divided into three.

"Hey, let you think that I'm a bully bully, do you think it's great to have a Saint Soldier? The bully's hoofs are all scrapped, and you are so heartbroken."

Huang Luo stomped hard on the ground a few times, and stomped the three slicing swords firmly.

The three of Hanluoshan lying on the ground, their bones were broken a lot, all of them were hit by Huangluo. The three of them were still a lot worse than Taixu Shengzi, so naturally they couldn't stand Huangluo. That one's physical shield attack.

Therefore, the result can be imagined, Huang Luo has no difficulty.

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