Compared to the president who has ambition to live and die, Pang Jia is also bored.

Each of his attacks turned into a wave of rage, like a meteorite, tearing open everything that left a vacuum in the air and hitting the Black King.

At that moment, the president burst into hundreds of shocks. Guanyin behind him shot out one after another, cutting the space into countless pieces. White vacuum belts were intertwined like messes, and storm hit them like storms.

The boxing style was extremely tragic and domineering, with hundreds of violent explosions sounding in the air, endlessly, and booming and booming.

At this moment, the air was trembling, the earth was breaking, and the sky was shattered, and the ruins around it were broken, blown away by waves of shock waves.

Behind the substitute, there were also hundreds of black arms, accurately taking over every attack from the president with the same exaggerated speed and strength. The two black and gold colors kept colliding, exploded, separated, and collided again... There were only two vague light balls left in the whole world that were constantly colliding.

Before, while the Ant King was crushed and beaten, his evil thoughts were also constantly recording, analyzing, and learning the president's Baishi Guanyin. The core mystery of Baishi Guanyin lies in three aspects: the energy after the mind and holy light, the highly integrated mind qi; the combination of sincere, simple, and unobstructed moves; the spiritual martial arts after the sublimation of gratitude and belief.

The Black King's thoughts are also special energy that combines various essences. He also imitates and reproduces the operations of hundreds of styles. As for the sublimation of mind and martial arts, this thought is extremely evil in nature, and an indescribable collection of evil concepts.

Three minutes after its birth, the Ant King's substitute successfully imitated and copied Nitro's ability. However, the substitute was also flawed. Nitro was burning his life to fight, and the substitute was constantly consuming himself. His originally pure black, solid, and full body quickly became blurred.

"Its energy reserves are limited and cannot hold on!"

Pang Jia roared and encouraged the president, jumped high again, and the air under his feet immediately solidified. He stood in the void, his eight arms covered with golden armor and rushed towards the substitute.

The black king's face, without facial features, fluctuated rapidly, and his body was half transparent in an instant. At the same moment, the black mind energy field burst out, and the dark Guanyin behind him swelled again. Countless sounds of ripping silk sounded, and behind the dense arms, a hundred black giant hands stretched out again.

Double. Hundred styles!

The president's eyes were deeply shocked when he saw this scene. His Baishi Guanyin could condense an arm after every time he surpassed his own limit. The Baishi Guanyin was already at the limit, and now... there are actually two hundred.

It was at this moment when he was lost. He was caught by his substitute and dozens of arms broke through the gap in defense, hitting him alternately with more and less.

In just a moment, he was hit by the twelve palms at the same time, and his body turned into a shell to tear the air. He pulled out a black line in the air and roared into the ruins of the palace.

Bang!

A thunder exploded in his ears, which scared Li Mo and the others who were harvesting ants.

Li Mo felt his heart clenched hard by a big hand, and it jumped for half a beat, and then his hair burst into tears. Tong En flew out like a frightened cat and crashed through a wall.

"It's too dangerous, let's go!" Li Mo swallowed too much life, and felt that his spine was about to be burst. He made a lot of money and it was time to run away. Lao Si was about to overturn, so there was no need to stay and die.

In the distance, two hundred arms waved repeatedly, resolving and removing Pangjia's angry fist again and again.

The old driver is worthy of being a veteran magician with the legendary powerhouse giant bloodline. His attack speed is not fast, but every attack is unmatched, and his power is so powerful that it is explosive that even a substitute cannot resist.

He punched him, at least seven or eight arms were destroyed before the substitute could block it. However, the veteran driver's attack speed was too slow, too slow.

In a tight moment, Pangjia's abdomen was hit by countless arms continuously. Of course, he was not hurt at all, but he was beaten high to the sky with a bang.

Layers of solidified golden air formed behind him, solidified and then smashed. The buffering time and time finally made him stop in the air.

At the same time, the substitute looked down at the flame demon who punched him. The familiar radiation fluctuations appeared on the ground. Compared to the flame monster three months ago, it was so weaker, it was simply a huge difference!

The substitute couldn't speak, so he raised his arm directly, grabbed his five fingers, and a ball of black energy was compressed to the size of a round bead. Then, the five fingers were opened, and an energy cannon was blasted out of the palm of his hand.

The flame demon's angry fist was about to hit the inactive Ant King. Suddenly, the air waves roared, and then a black light fell from the sky, hitting half of the flame demon's body. His arm was qidized in an instant, and screams resounded throughout the sky. The flame demon wiped the ant King's body and fell to the ground.

The substitute, which consumed the last 20% of its strength, began to deform violently, and could no longer maintain its human form, and suddenly disappeared in an instant.

Meluim on the ground opened his eyes and looked at the Great Flame Demon who had climbed up from his side, with a greedy appetite in his eyes.

"You are the Fire Demon! Just like that monster, but weaker. You have the power of radiation in your body. If you eat you, my injuries will be healed. What a fool."
Chapter completed!