Fantasy Dimension Plunder

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Bei Minglei took the initiative to attack, and the huge Kunpeng sword energy covered the mad king, and each knife was like a sawtooth, cutting through the mad king's body.

The mad king turned into an ape, with firm skin and thick flesh, coupled with his profound skills, he managed to protect himself.

"kill!"

Passive defense is not the character of the mad king. He exploded his whole body's skill, drew eight knives in front of him, fought hard in all directions, chopped all the knives of Bei Minglei, and wanted to fight back.

Amidst the thousands of shattered sword auras, a cold light suddenly flashed, passed through the mad king's armpit, and stabbed the mad king's armpit with a knife.

Bei Minglei turned the long knife in his hand, and with a flash of knife energy, one arm of the Mad King was separated from his body.

"Ah..." The Mad King screamed, but hatred made him clenched his teeth, and he slashed at Bei Minglei with his backhand, regardless of the broken arm that was gushing blood.

brush

The long knife only slashed at the phantom of Zhongbei Minglei, and then the Mad King felt a pain in his left eye, and his eyes went black.

After stabbing one of the mad king's eyes blind, Bei Minglei's body was like lightning and once again slipped into the mad king's arms, and his elbow happened to bump into the mad king's Tanzhong acupoint, where the mad king's kung fu converged.

砰

Bei Minglei's blow was not heavy, but he vomited blood from the mad king and flew back, his breath was chaotic, and his internal organs were on fire.

When the valve is injured, most ordinary people lose their breath, but the Mad King is different. Most of his true energy is imported from outside forces, which is too mixed. Bei Minglei's light blow immediately caused his breath to become chaotic and mad.

call

The violent true energy erupted from the mad king's five orifices, it was the capital of the mad king to fight against Bei Minglei, the mad king wanted to stop it, but unfortunately he was unable to recover.

what……

Fear filled the Mad King's heart. If he lost his skills, he would lose everything.

More importantly, the skills in his body were passed down by his relatives, and the skills circulated in his body, making the Mad King feel as if his relatives were by his side, reducing his sense of loneliness.

But now the Mad King can no longer retain a sliver of skill, and he has become a real loner.

The Mad King clawed wildly with his hands, as if he wanted to capture his true energy, but unfortunately, the true energy flowed through his fingers and dissipated in the air.

Bei Minglei repelled a strong enemy with just two moves, and the Mad King couldn't accept it.

"Why, why is my skill dozens of times stronger than yours, but I'm still no match for you!"

The Mad King could accept his failure, but he couldn't accept that he was so incompetent.

The several sect masters of the Shinto League pinned all their hopes on the Mad King, and would rather die than pass on their skills to him. Now the Mad King has suffered a crushing defeat.

"Your skill is indeed stronger than mine, but it's a pity that it's too complicated. Although you are forcibly suppressed and counterattacked, it is easy to be exploded by external forces!" Bei Minglei patiently explained to the mad king.

"To deal with ordinary warriors, your violent skills can naturally reduce ten times with one force, but unfortunately, against a master with a strong soul like me, you are doomed to be defeated!"

Only then did the mad king understand that instead of letting go, he became even more resentful.

At this time, Bei Minglei made up his sword properly and said: "From the day your companion passed on his skills to you, he is doomed to fail, so the people of the Shinto League are dead for nothing!"

Hearing Bei Minglei's ridicule, the Mad King couldn't accept it, and screamed wildly, even if he had no skill, he wanted to fight Bei Minglei, even if he died, he would bite off a piece of his flesh.

It's a pity that the reality is cruel, Bei Minglei kicked him to the ground with just a light kick.

The mad king's tears of remorse gushed out, not for his own incompetence, but for the sacrifice of his companions, and the strong negative emotions became the best fuel to spawn the magic soldiers.

嗡

After the sound of the sword, the magic soldier finally took shape, like a sword but not a sword, like a sword but not a sword, with half emitting golden light and half emitting silver brilliance, falling on Bei Minglei's hands.

"jealousy"

A magic soldier born out of Dongfangxiong's jealousy and mad king's resentment, with the ability of "magnetism", which can control metal.

With the magic weapon, the Mad King would be useless, and Beiminglei killed him with a flick of his finger.

The Mad King has long lost the desire to live, and now death is a kind of relief for him, and he can finally reunite with his companions.

What Bei Minglei didn't know was that his every move was monitored by Kui Shuai on the top floor of the Tongtian Giant Tower, and Kui Shuai also took action after the magic soldier was formed.

"The nine great demon soldiers are formed, and Lord Tianmo is about to come to the world!"

Chapter Thirty-seventh and ninety-nine

Bei Minglei put away his magic soldiers and walked up to the giant pagoda. Now the Kui soldiers are still confronting the heroes. Only by subduing Kui commander can the heroes be relieved.

Bei Minglei has been delayed by Mad King and Dongfang Xiong for a long time. He is not destroying the giant tower this time, but is heading towards the top of the giant tower at full speed.

Wherever Bei Minglei walked, a hole would automatically appear in the tree tower, as if it wanted to guide Bei Minglei.

Beiming Leiyi was a bold man, although he was on guard, he walked into the cave without any regrets and headed towards the top of the tree tower.

Soon Bei Minglei came to the room where Mie Cangsheng's heroes were imprisoned, and saw the huge celestial magic figure.

Bei Minglei stopped in front of the sky magic figure, instead of saving the common people, he said to the left with his hands behind his back.

"You brought me here, why don't you show up!"

A hole suddenly appeared under the sky magic, and Kui Shuai walked out of the hole step by step.

"The Ninth Demon Soldier Kui Commander, I have met the leader of Beiming!"

Kui Shuai is a magic soldier in human form, but his whole body is made of branches and vines. He is wearing a copper armor and has a huge eye on his head, which is unforgettable at first sight.

"You are an interesting demon soldier, how dare you take the initiative to find me!" Bei Minglei said to Kui Shuai with great interest.

"The lord of Beiming has the same purpose as me, why don't I dare to meet with the lord of Beiming!"

Kui Shuai speaks neither humble nor overbearing, it is hard to believe that he is just a weapon.

"As expected of a demon soldier representing the wisdom of the heavenly demon! Sure enough, the wisdom reaches the sky!"

Kui Shuai squinted his one-eyed eyes, "The leader of Beiming seems to be very familiar with Lord Tianmo!"

Bei Minglei proudly said: "Not only do I know about Heavenly Demon, but I also know about you!"

"The Ninth Demon Soldier Kui Shuai, the incarnation of the wisdom of the Heavenly Demon, is responsible for monitoring and ensuring that the magic soldiers are formed! The ability is to confuse all things and monitor the world!"

Bei Minglei told the details of Kui Shuai like a treasure.

Not to be outdone, Kui Shuai said: "The leader of Beiming has always seemed to take killing the demons as his mission, but he is actively manufacturing demon soldiers. I think he has the same goal as me, so he wants to release the demons!"

"No matter what our purpose of releasing the demons is, the wish of the catalytic demon soldiers is the same, why don't we work together!" Kui Shuai put forward his request.