On this face, the rotten skin fell inch by inch. It looked terrible, but underneath, the exposed skin was crystal clear and smooth.

And smile, calm, indifferent, but fell in the eyes of the blood slayer, it is unspeakable ferocious.

"You

The blood Slayer's eyes contracted wildly, and his face was filled with uncontrollable wonder.

Next second.

"Boom!"

A big hand wrapped in golden flame suddenly pressed the air and appeared in front of the blood Slayer.

His face was startled, and suddenly he became frightened.

Top grade supernatural power, the sun spirit fire, raises the spirit to accumulate the nature, but also burns the God to destroy the spirit, everything does not burn!

At the same time, annihilation nine, the first.

Miexu hand!

When the sun spirit fire, a top-grade magic power, cooperates with the hand of eliminating emptiness, the terror of the combination of the two is not one plus one, but one plus 100.

It's just Wang Xu's ordinary hand, but it gives the blood Slayer the illusion of being occupied in front of the world.

The bright sun fire burns the void into gold.

Hot flame, strange not much high temperature, but for the blood Slayer facing the sun, it makes his whole blood boiling, as if every inch of blood is shouting danger.

The burning sensation from the four limbs made him feel like he was in the lava.

"Poop! Poop

The blood demon's heart almost didn't beat very much. It was at this time that the blood Slayer found that he couldn't move.

"When? How is that possible? "

The blood Slayer's eyes were full of horror.

The blood demon's instinct tells him that once he is infected by the strange golden flame, he will definitely die, and the blood immortality of the blood demon has no effect at all.

"Open it for me!"

The bloody Slayer roars, and blood comes out of his body. Behind him, a pair of giant bat wings stir up madly, and the wind blows around.

But the strange thing is that no matter how hard he tries, he can't move at all. The strong wind brought by bat wings can only rage around him. It seems that he is locked by an invisible barrier and can't get out at all.

"In vain."

Wang Xu's eyes were cold and disdainful.

Medium quality magic power, strong wall.

It can isolate the space of the world and create an absolute barrier. It can trap the enemy, defend and cooperate with the sword moves. It can't be broken or destroyed lightly.

If it wasn't for the limitation of distance, would he have been waiting until now?

"No!"

The blood Slayer's eyes widened and screamed in horror.

He lived in the Chinese world for thousands of years. He was once regarded as a God by the weak aborigines in the world, and the glory of the goddess of night spread all over the earth.

But now, for the first time, he felt the breath of death. Even when they besieged the Vatican, the reincarnated sage of the Yu nationality was not as powerless as it is today.

Facing death directly is better than blood demon, but also fear.

"Die."

Wang Xu's eyes are indifferent, and his hands are covered. The sun's spirit fire instantly engulfs the blood Slayer.

All this only happened between the lightning and flint. Giovanni, Jimi Zhenzu and landrian were still in the last moment of pride, ready to watch the blood Slayer kill Wang Xu.

But the result was unexpected.

The curse of Jimi Zhenzu's trickery, which weakens Wang Xu, is just an appearance. Everything is a trap of scheming.

Wu Zun's magic power, if it doesn't come out, it will come out. Once it comes out, no one can stop it!

Seeing the blood Slayer turn to ashes in the spirit fire of the sun, this scene shocked everyone.

For thousands of years, the true ancestor of the blood clan is just like a God. In the folklore of the western continent, he has always been able to compete with the God.

But now, a legendary "God" has fallen?

"Prince Wang still has a card?"

Victoria's eyes widened and she was shocked.

But just then.

All of a sudden.

An old, evil, oppressive and bloody language suddenly sounded out of thin air in the night.

"Mochagu..."

It is clear that no one can understand this kind of language, but in everyone's mind, it is an instant to understand its meaning. As if from the soul.

That's

"Bloody punishment!"

This inexplicable ancient language rings from the place where the blood Slayer died. The void begins to shake wildly, and then, like the sound of broken glass, it rings constantly.

All of a sudden.

"Click!"

A blood colored inverted triangle point pierces the space, and the sound of broken glass is more disorderly, faster, and then explodes.

A bloody cross, three meters square and full of blood, appears out of thin air. It seems to cross the border from the depths of the legendary hell. The smell of evil and terror comes from above.

After the appearance of the bloody cross, the space locked by Zhongpin magic power began to shake violently. The sound of a series of broken glass was the sound of broken space locked by Zhongpin magic power.

Even the spirit fire of the sun is gradually dim, and seems to be polluted by some strange evil force and is declining.

Wang Xu's face suddenly dignified.

"Bloody Cross..."

Among the strong onlookers, an old man in white robes suddenly widened his eyes and his voice trembled.

"What is this?"

A lot of people are very suspicious.

The golden flame just shown by Wang Xugang is obviously a powerful secret method, which can be called divine magic.

But no one thought that after the blood Slayer died, there would be such a strange cross.

"Its original name should be the cross of saints. It was once a powerful artifact carried by the saints of our holy kingdom. But in the Jihad 600 years ago, the holy city was destroyed overnight, and the saints disappeared mysteriously. But since that day, the blood clan magic banquet Council has added a bloody cross artifact. "

The white robed old man said, his face could not restrain anger: "this is the blood vessel of the butcher God, the evil weapon stained with the holy light!"

Hearing the speech, everyone was shocked.

Artifact.

Another artifact!

Even if it was once a holy light Holy See artifact, which was later defaced and transformed into a blood artifact, there is no doubt about its power.

"Stab! It's a thorn

The sun's spirit fire rolled down, and fell into Wang Xu's eyes, leaping rapidly and incomparably.

"The blood Slayer died, but he died in his right place. As an artifact of blood cross, only death can activate it, and what it brings will be death. "

Giovanni's voice was cold.

Wang Xu did not speak, just staring at the Bloody Cross in the eyes, the sun spirit fire jump faster.

The Bloody Cross pressed the sky and slowly pressed Wang Xu. The speed was not fast, but every inch of the blood on it would be more rich.

"The Bloody Cross will lock the enemy, nail the enemy on it, and die with all his blood. Once upon a time, our Holy See nailed the enemy to half a continent. After falling into evil, its power will only be stronger. "

In the distance, in the angry voice of the white robed old man, there was helplessness and a trace of fear.

"Wang Xu is going to lose?"

The eyes of many observers were beating fast.

Victoria stealth, at the foot of the silent began to retreat, her heart has completely given up.

Sure enough.

Next second.

Giovanni stepped forward, holding his hands high, while the twelve blood Angel wine cups slowly rose.

Dimple black horse body suddenly burst out a blue flame, the skin and flesh quickly rotted, leaving only a pale skeleton.

Landrian sat on it, holding high the dawn sword, dimple bone horse raised its front hooves, horse head high.

Jimi Zhenzu was silent, and the virtual shadow of the scepter floating between his hands became more and more real.

For a while.

Everyone held their breath.

Is Wang Xu, the myth of Chinese warrior, going to fall today?