RNP Chapter 661
Chapter 661
For a while, the energy was great, and Masrong was the first to realize that something was wrong.
'Oops, he's going to blow himself up, what should I do?'
thought to his mind for a moment.
In order to get Pounds's secret, he gave it up.
Directly exert all your strength and burst out the strength of the demon god.
"Hmph, I want to blow myself up, but I asked if I had the gods. "
All the demon lords are stunned.
Isn't the demon god high up
? Why is this guy disguised as a demon lord and mingled among them?
When the black robe saw an old acquaintance, he didn't care about him, and he was bent on urging the energy in his body.
He had lost control of the Black Mist and the Raven, and the flames of the Black Mist had become uncertain.
Ma Sirong flashed in front of the black robe without much effort.
"Don't think about blowing yourself up. The
black robe watched Ma Sirong's big hand Mount Tai coming towards him, and he couldn't move at all.
"Oh no, the last hurt won't come out, you cunning fellow. The
black robe closed his eyes.
He didn't despair.
It's not that I think Pounds will come to save him, but he is a doppelganger, and there is no pity for him to die.
What sustains his actions is nothing more than life energy.
This is the horror of a doppelganger like Pounds.
As long as he puts his heart into it, the clone that comes out has a very strong life energy, then he can be like a real person, and continue to practice and grow, although it is unlikely to surpass the deity, but it can make the clone survive for a very long time.
It's like dividing the core into a pound.
Such a metaphor, while inappropriate, is very similar.
The realm core is the core created by Pang Zi condensing all his own essence and spirit, combining it with secret methods, and forming a whole with the dark planet's devouring matter fragments.
In the course of his subsequent practice, Pounds transferred all of his cores to the Realm Core.
Let your body become a shell, and then the core of the world will provide for the body.
Wait until the physical body can gradually move freely, and even be able to practice independently again, before becoming the current Pounds.
The relationship between the Pounds deity and the Boundary Core is that both can practice, but there is only one essence of their cultivation, and that is the Boundary Core.
It's just that Pounds' physical body is the embodiment of his combat effectiveness, if you don't consider that this physical body was born from the mother's womb, that is, a powerful doppelganger.
The combat effectiveness of the physical body is strong, and it is just the transmission and provision of the boundary core.
The doppelganger separated from Pounds' physical body is a semi-autonomous life form formed by combining life energy.
The difference with Pounds' physical body is that the cultivation of the clone can only practice himself, and he cannot cultivate the realm core
, and the skill is also what skill Pounds instilled at the beginning, and the clone will only be that, unless he relearns a new skill.
When Masrong saw the black robe and closed his eyes, he thought that he was desperate, and his heart was overjoyed.
He always thought that the black robe was Pang Zi in his heart, and naturally thought that he would win this wave.
"Great, his secrets are all mine. He
didn't believe it, and after it fell into his hands, there were still secrets that he couldn't ask about.
With a palm, he directly pressed on the top of the black robe's head, allowing the violent energy in his body to be released through his arm.
The other empty hand did not stop at all, and the energy in the black robe's body was stimulated by him, bombarding the stunned crowd.
A large number of people were killed and injured in an instant.
"Bastard, you bastard. Someone
just yelled angrily, and the people around him instantly dragged his seriously injured body away from him.
Drink and curse a demon god.
Sure
enough, with a move, the seriously injured demon lord didn't even move his position, and he died on the spot.
Smirking, Ma Sirong looked at the black robe condescendingly.
"Pounds, we've been seeing each other for a long time, decades.
The black robe looked at him coldly.
"You garbage, what qualifications do you have to show off in front of us. "
Hmph, it's just a matter of becoming a king and defeating a king, let you be invincible, and in the end it will not be lost in my hands?"
"Don't worry, when I come back to the demon world in the future, you will know that it is powerful, and you will definitely die."
Masjon burst out laughing.
"Really, then you let your deity come, I'm so scared.
"You won't be complacent for long, and believe me, you'll be worse off than me.
Ma Sirong looked at the black robe with a calm face, and he was furious.
"Hmph, then I'll make you suffer a little first. "
The palm of the hand is strong.
Masjung's face turned pale.
Lost consciousness exclaimed.