950 God’s descent (57) 1

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An indescribable power spread from her body to her limbs and bones. It was a familiar dark aura, and the feeling of being full of power made her happy.

However, Fu min furrowed his brows slightly.

5%?

Only 5%.

.. Forget it, 5% was enough. The power of her original body was too terrifying. If she rashly used too much, she was afraid it would cause the small world to collapse.

Suddenly, Fu Shang opened up her arms and her expression changed. Her aura changed as well. Her usual lazy and lazy demeanor slowly turned into a murderous aura. In the blink of an eye, she reached out her hand and a huge black scythe appeared in her hand.

The black sickle was like a crescent moon, and its blade was extremely sharp. Irregular blue ripples rippled on its surface from time to time. This was clearly a sign that it was unable to suppress the violent power.

The black-haired girl held the long scythe in one hand and placed it behind her back. She stared at the three-headed flood Dragon not far away, and her eyes gradually turned cold.

It was the kind of indifference one would have when looking at a dead object.

“Evil creature, you’re looking for death.”

His hand rose and his blade fell.

Blood blossomed on the surface of the lake as the three-headed flood dragon’s head fell into the lake. A blood-curdling screech followed, signifying its death.

Under the moonlight, the surface of the lake was sparkling with an icy blue and bright red. Behind the black-haired girl, it was as if many strange red spider lilies were blooming.

Fu min’s lips curved up slightly.

Her eyes turned dark, and for a moment, the White of her eyes had been completely occupied by black. She was so beautiful that it was somewhat strange, and the energy fluctuations all over her body were extremely intense.

At that moment.

Fu Shang’s mind was filled with chaotic noises and all kinds of tragic scenes.

The sound of swords and blades, screams.

The bloody massacre filled the sky with flames.

There was also a low groan that sounded like a Devil’s temptation.

you are the noblest God in the nine Heavens. Why are you willing to be suppressed by the laws of the heavenly Dao for tens of millions of years? those hypocritical gods in the heavenly realm are not worthy of your protection!

The Tree of Life was withering. The broken-winged Angel was falling.

Snow-white gefei flowers fell, and dark red spider lilies bloomed.

The gates of hell opened.

A blood-curdling oath was heard-

“You should rise above the clouds,

You are the Supreme one,

Fall,

With the darkness,

The darkness will never betray us!”

we are willing to follow His Majesty Fu min forever …

forever follow His Majesty Fu Shang…

Under the moonlight, the black-haired girl’s face was deathly pale. The black vortexes in the depths of her eyes were strange and flirtatious. The energy around her body went berserk uncontrollably, and a dark blue flashed faintly.

Her fingers that were holding the black sickle gradually tightened, and the veins on her knuckles popped out.

He could tell that she was in great pain.

clorya, wake up-”

“Clorya…”

A low, magnetic, and pleasant male voice rang in her ears.

Fu Shang closed her eyes tightly and tilted her head slightly. A look of confusion flashed across her face.

Who was calling her?

. Clorya?’ No, she was not called klory

She was FuXun.

The young girl’s fingers clenched the long handle of the sickle in her hand. She opened her eyes, and her curled eyelashes were like a fan. Her red thin lips pulled into a cruel arc as she turned to look at the person in front of her.

He raised his arm.

The bloodied blade was aimed at hordell in front of him. Under the moonlight, there was a flash of light.

“Get out of the way.”

The girl’s voice was cold.

Hodel looked at her with a complicated expression. He slowly curved his lips and smiled gently. He said softly, ” clorya, put the knife down. Calm down.