Chapter 316

"Book of beast God, come here!"

Zhuge's arrogance turned, and the suspended black animal skin book suddenly flew into his palm. The bloody eyes on the book cover blinked, even with a hint of flattery, but more still a dark and vicious light. This is the most precious treasure belonging to the owner of the beast temple in previous dynasties. It is also a key to determine the ownership of the owner of the beast temple.

"Hahaha... The inheritance of the beast God finally fell into the hands of Zhuge Ba!" hahaha, Zhuge Ba had an ambition to compete with each other for a while.

"Chatter, chatter..."

A gloomy sneer sounded like a night's night, which suddenly interrupted Zhuge BA's laughter. Then, an old man came out of a side hall in the bronze hall. He was extremely thin. His eyes were like two ghost fires, emitting a miserable blue light from his deep eyes. He was the old slave of the temple.

"How many years, how many years have I waited? It's too long ago, little guy. You know, I was a teenager when I first entered the beast temple. Now, at least ten thousand years have passed! You will feel supreme glory, because your body will be expropriated by the great Valles."

He opened his mouth slowly and his voice was extremely hoarse. The old slave of the temple, balas, was like a weak old man. His pace was very slow, but every step fell, his voice was very light, but it gave people a feeling that he was heavier than Mount Tai, and this feeling was getting worse and worse.

"Awning! Awning! Awning! Awning..."

It seems that hundreds of millions of giant hammers hit his chest together. Zhuge BA's face suddenly changed and his body was as miserable as a river and sea. This is because he turned into a level-9 Warcraft body. If he was a human, he was afraid to spit blood.

"Temple old slave, stop! Don't kneel down quickly. I'm the Lord of the animal temple now. You can't kill me!" ZHUGE Ba shouted, his nose bleeding. It looked miserable.

"Shut up! Little thing, why are you so impolite? My old man's name is Burroughs. You can call me Lord Burroughs. Ha ha, I've been looking forward to your success, because once you succeed, it means that I will successfully get out of trouble and become the Lord of the beast temple! What a good day to celebrate!" he licked his lips. Burroughs was unspeakably ferocious and terrible.

"Hoo!"

The withered palm was like a chicken's claw. When it came out, the emptiness of heaven and earth seemed to be imprisoned. Zhuge Ba had a feeling that he could not escape. Burroughs is worthy of being a divine Warcraft for thousands of years. Although it is only a grasp, the elements contained in it are far from understandable by Zhuge ba.

"Book of beast God, block it!"

Without hesitation, Zhuge BA's soul urged him with all his strength, and the mighty fighting spirit in his body was also surging, all of which were put into the book of beast God in the palm of his hand. It sent out a strange buzzing, and the book of beast God expanded violently. In an instant, it turned into the size of a washbasin, especially the drop of blood eyes, blinked rapidly, sent out a hazy blood awn, and met the inescapable withered claws.

"Boom..."

The violent explosion sounded, and the terrible force of the avalanche erupted. Zhuge Bawa's mouthful of blood spewed out, and the whole person threw it out like a meteor, and then hit it hard on the ground. For a time, the seven meat and eight vegetables impacted by the terrible force. As for the temple, old nubalus, stood still and calm.

The corner of his mouth provoked a sneer of ridicule. Burroughs still spoke in a slow tone and said, "little guy, it's too much for you to fight me with a cheap artifact! You're honored to see my transformation, and in return, I'll kill your soul..."

"Shout!"

A shrill cry suddenly came out of his mouth, and the withered human form of Burroughs suddenly burst into a serpentine giant monster. The whole body was black, shiny, and the scales were flashing a little mysterious brilliance in the dark. Its body is like a mountain, strong and powerful, its scales and armor are like blades, its cold light is shining, it looks majestic, but its head is bare, with only a huge vertical eye and a golden terrible vertical eye!

Zhuge BA was surprised by such a big battle. He just looked at the golden one eye, but he felt his soul as if it had been hit hard for a while.

"Wow!"

Without giving him too much time, the huge golden eyes of Burroughs, who turned into a giant snake, suddenly rushed out. The speed was too fast. Zhuge Ba had no time to respond. The eyes penetrated the defense of the book of beast God like nothing and had been shot into his body.

Cold!

With the golden eyes entering the body, the bone cold swept through the whole body. Zhuge Ba felt as if his whole body was paralyzed by cold. And the golden eyes were very fast, straight and indomitable, stabbing him like the tip of a needle! Such a terrible attack, not to mention that zhugeba is only comparable to the strength of level 9 Warcraft. Even a strong man with the limit of the holy land can't resist it. This is a gifted magic power belonging to Basler. The soul is gone!

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah..."

Soul trauma is the most terrible punishment. Almost in an instant, Zhuge Ba screamed miserably, as if he were in boiling water and hurt his heart. Yes, his soul was torn in the golden eyes. The next moment should be completely torn and disappeared into the invisible, but it didn't.

In the depths of his soul, an illusory shadow suddenly shot out. It was a seamless set of armor, a perfect combination of ruggedness and ferocity, beauty and killing. Each piece of armour is as pure and transparent as black glass. The gap between armour and armour carries a very thin, very thin blood, such as life. If you look carefully, you can find that these blood seem to be alive and constantly scream.

This is the Dark Armor given to Zhuge Ba by the Dark Lord God. His current strength can not be stimulated at all, but he obviously has non-human spirit. When Zhuge BA was in danger of life and death, he was finally inspired to take the initiative to protect the Lord.

"Hiss, hiss..."

The Dark Armor became apparent. Blood threads shook and made a terrible sound like poisonous snakes spitting out letters. Then they suddenly rushed out. Suddenly, blood threads intertwined and entangled. One part of them entangled the golden eyes and began to absorb and weaken quickly, while the other part rushed out of Zhuge BA's body and swam away in the void, like poisonous snakes, killing Basil!

If at the last moment Basler was satisfied and controlled everything after sending out his natural powers, then at the moment, he is falling into the ice cave and shivering!

It was only some thin blood, but Basler felt a strong palpitation for the first time, as if he heard the sound of his death. The whole person was pale and scary, took two strong breaths, and his eyes almost spit out, looking like a drowning fish.

"No! I'm not reconciled!"

Generally speaking, the strong have a premonition when they are in a crisis of life and death, and as a divine Warcraft, Basler is much more sensitive. When he saw the bloody silk lines coming, he clearly felt that he was afraid of being doomed! Those thin blood threads intertwined the void, with an unspeakable terrible power of palpitation, full of the smell of darkness and destruction. It was so terrible that he had the impulse to worship and kneel down.

"Puff, puff..."

Like the rain beating plantains, the dull voice sounded, and dozens of blood threads intertwined and entangled, which completely penetrated Basler's real body. These blood threads seemed to have a strange magic, absorb all sources of power, and make him scream!

"Ah ah..."

This time it was Basler's turn to scream and scream wildly. Unfortunately, he still couldn't get rid of the disaster. The massive strength and vitality in his body continued to flow into Zhuge Ba through blood

Basler's golden eyes were now invisible, and a large number of pure strength and vitality poured into his body. Zhuge BA was like eating a Jiuquan tonic pill, full of endless strength, and the injury was getting better quickly. Of course, most of the strength and vitality belonging to Basler poured into the Dark Armor and was absorbed by it.