Rakshasa sickle.
Looking at the coming Tang Chen.
Sen sneered:
"Tang Chen!"
"Your strength!"
"It's really beyond my imagination!"
"But it's still too weak!"
"Today, my Rakshasa was reborn!"
"It will kill you completely!"
"Erasure sanity!"
"Dispel the soul!"
"This body of yours!"
"From now on, it belongs to me!"
Rakshasa laughed wildly.
There is not much divine power left in the body.
Into the Rakshasa Sickle.
Makes the artifact glow.
The evil light that destroys the world.
The power skyrocketed.
Towards what descends from above.
The 100-meter Clear Sky Hammer went forward to meet it.
Tang Chen's eyes narrowed slightly.
He resolutely shouted:
"Raksha God!"
"If it was back then!"
"I, Tang Chen, am definitely not your match!"
"But now you're just a wisp!"
"Broken divine sense!"
"And what I left behind!"
"The power of the Rakshasa God in this world!"
"Already very rare!"
"It's still dissipating at an extremely fast speed!"
"So today!"
"The one who wins in the end!"
"It will be me...Tang Chen!"
"Haotian... exploding the ring!"
Along with Tang Chen's last word, he yelled out.
Eight black and one red under his feet.
All nine spirit rings are at this moment.
It exploded with a bang.
It turned into a terrifying soul power.
Into this hand.
100 meters huge.
Black light surged in the Clear Sky Hammer.
The Clear Sky Hammer grew bigger again.
Reaching a giant of 300 meters.
The power of this blow.
already got close.
Intermediate demigod level.
below.
Holding the Rakshasa sickle.
Rakshasa God had a cold and evil face.
The eyes are always the same from the beginning to the end.
Indifference.
Sentenced:
"Tang Chen!"
"With your strength!"
"After using the ring!"
"It's really strong!"
"Not much!"
"but......"
"It's more than enough to kill you!"
"Rakshasa Domain!"
Rakshasa **** will all the divine power.
Condensed a field of evil.
Greatly enhance the momentum.
Then use all your strength.
Bring the Rakshasa Scythe to meet the Clear Sky Hammer.
Between roars.
Two powerful forces.
collide together.
Produce a shocking explosion.
Take this small world of the ancient battlefield.
Collapse space.
The law of destruction.
Everything has become extremely unstable.
critical moment.
A formation force flew in.
Ancient battlefield.
Stabilize this small world.
With two forces.
Yu Wei swept away.
There is a vast murderous intent here.
All evaporated, annihilated.
The two figures faced each other.
Flew out completely.
Tang Chen was lying on the ground weakly.
The right arm was dripping with blood.
All bones shattered inch by inch.
There was heart-piercing pain.
But from beginning to end.
They all gritted their teeth.
Did not cry out in pain.
His face was terrified and uneasy.
"Is this the power of God?"
"Even if I use the fried ring!"
"I can't even shake a wisp!"
"The divine sense that is about to run out of energy!"
Tang Chen's seven orifices bleed.
Heart as dead ashes.
the other side.
The Rakshasa **** came to chase and kill him with the Rakshasa sickle.
She at this time.
The breath of divine power is extremely weak.
Like a candle in the wind.
It could go out at any time.
But the Rakshasa God at this moment.
Killing intent surged around him.
But it was unprecedentedly terrifying.
outside world.
In the arena.
Lin Feng for Rakshasa God.
The rebirth was quite unexpected.
"The God Realm and the Gods of the God Realm."
"They were all destroyed by me."
"I didn't expect Rakshasa God."
"Able to rely on."
"Stay in the body of the Nine-Headed Bat King."
"A trace of spirituality is reborn."