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Chapter 147 Under the Battle of Vulcan(1/3)

Lin Cheng raised his head and looked at the dragon crystal meteorite rain like falling stars, frowned slightly.

He can use Qi-Devouring to reverse the spells within the six rings, but the level of the forbidden spell is not something he can deal with now.

If this forbidden spell is put down, no one in the human world except him should be able to survive.

This is troublesome.

"Do you want to use Sun-Devouring?" Lin Cheng said to himself.

This blood seal spell originated from the Wolf of the Sun can reverse all the reality that has happened and bring time back to an hour ago.

With the power of the 80,000-mile Taotie Curse Infant that condensed the boundless spell power ocean, Lin Cheng was able to release [Blood Seal Spell·Sun-Devouring] twice in a row, which was equivalent to two additional lives.

But this is Lin Cheng's last trump card.

The trump card should be revealed at the last moment.

And now is not the time.

Lin Cheng turned his attention to the south of the battlefield.

The fire giant standing in the south of the wilderness is the master of this ruins - Zhu Rong, the fire god named Red Emperor.

Lin Cheng is the only person in this ruin world who can look at the Vulcan God.

He could not see a trace of pity in the eyes of this god of fire in Chinese mythology.

The huge figure of the Vulcan god was shrouded in the flames. She rode two fire dragons to overlook the demise of human beings, and was indifferent to the mortals who were about to die.

It was like the master watched his servant clean up the bugs that were introduced into the house.

The volcanic dragon turtle is a servant to the fire god Zhurong, and these humans who entered the southern wilderness fire domain are just insects to Zhurong.

Humans will not pity the cleaned bugs.

God will not have compassion for mankind.

She doesn't feel that she needs to do it herself.

This is such a thing that is so high-ranking.

Lin Cheng was unhappy to be treated as an ant.

No matter how unhappy it is, from a rational point of view, it is not a desperate situation for Lin Cheng now.

If the master of the Ruins Realm uses his life before he can take action, this is not a good idea.

Then were you just watching the people on the train dying so humbly?

Lin Cheng turned his head and looked back, looking at the air-rail train behind him.

His mind was empty and everything around him slowed down.

In the transparent golden car window, the passengers' holes were enlarged because of fear. The different colors of the children's holes reflected the rain of dragon crystal meteorites falling from the burning bloody sky.

They clearly realized that when these fire-burning rosy dragon crystals fell to the ground, they were their death.

It is difficult for humans to overcome the fear of death. Passengers opened their mouths to the limit and their faces were distorted due to fear.

So many twisted faces are placed together, like a work of art that renders despair.

There is only one exception.

There was no fear on Shi Lan's bright face, and the flying golden lion's eyes were like melted gold under the flames, dazzling and dazzling.

Lin Cheng saw the trust in the fiery eyes of the Lion girl who was conquered by him.

She believed in him so much, believing that he could do everything.

Then how could he let her down?

To let down a girl’s expectations, especially such a young, beautiful and proud girl, is a very hurtful thing for a man.

"It's really trouble for women."

"The most troublesome woman with a beautiful figure."

"A spoof criticism like me is likely to end up with the criticism."

Although Lin Cheng whispered, his frown brows relaxed.

Three simple but extremely strong passions dominate a man's life.

That is the desire for **, the pursuit of pretentiousness, and the heartfelt pity for idiots.

Now, he is about to start showing off.

Lin Cheng took out the Renwang Blade from the space ring.

As a pseudo-artifact, the King Blade can slash a sword at the forbidden spell level after the spell power is charged.

The abuse of vegetables is very useful but has no use in solving the current difficulties..

His sword is drawn now that someone else releases an atomic bomb, and he releases another one by himself. When the two are combined, the power of the explosion will only make the passengers die faster.

He needs stronger strength.

Since Lin Cheng obtained this ancient sword, he just used the sharpness of the sword to slash out indiscriminately and killed the enemy with absolute violence.

The purpose of saving the passenger behind him is not enough to rely solely on violence, he needs to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

But even a sword genius can take decades to master the sword technique.

There is still one minute before the meteorite falls to the ground.

One minute, from the beginning to the pinnacle.

Even the scammers who sell courses dare not brag like this.

And what Lin Cheng has to do now is such a fantasy thing.

He used the power of the spell to lit up the sickle imprint of Yin Billis, the god of death on his right shoulder.

A thick fog as dark as ink rose behind him.

In the viscous black mist, countless wailing sounds of resentful spirits and the swaying sounds of chains came.

Lin Cheng felt that the aura was even colder than the cemetery climbed up his back.

Death is coming!

Yin Billis, the god of death wearing a broken black cloak, slowly emerged in the black mist.

Cruel green flames were jumping from the skull on her body, and her pale bone claws held a giant sickle with a strange shape. Her white bone wings spread out behind her back, emitting the purest malice in the world.

The unscathed eyes of the Fire God Zhu Rong made huge waves.

Zhu Rong was not so moved when the Wolf of the Sun appeared before.

The Wolf of the Sun Chasing Skur is just the grandson of the fire god Loki in Norse mythology.

Skur's person is too low than Zhurong.

And Yin Billis is different.

The fire god Zhurong and the death god Yin Bilis are not gods of the same era, but she still feels a hint of threat from the death god.

Before his fall, Yin Billys was an archangel with the person of seraphic angels or wise angels, and was the commander of the group of angels, second only to the powerful gods of the creation god in this era.

After falling into a demon spirit, he gained the power of the demon again.

Yin Billys has the dual attributes of gods and demons.

There are powers that are far more powerful than ordinary gods.

"Human, do you want my power?" The sharp and harsh laughter of the god of death sounded, "Then dedicate your soul to me."

When this god of death was an archangel, even God dared to disobey. After falling into a demon spirit, he became even more rebellious.

Although Lin Cheng took her as a gangster, he was not sure to drive this guy to fight.

Send this guy out to fight, it would be good if she didn't turn around and stab her own people.

However, Lin Cheng could still do it by forcibly "borrowing" the power of the god of death.

He turned around and reached out his hand to the bottom of the God of Death's cloak.

The cloak of Death is very long and looks like a torn black skirt.

And Lin Cheng looked like a hooligan who was lifting the God of Death's skirt.

"Human, what do you want to do?"

Death God Yin Billis was an archangel before the fall.

Only the lowest-level angels can be divided into men and women.

The superior angels have no gender.

They are pure spiritual bodies, with outstanding intelligence and great power, and are very sacred.

After falling into a demon spirit, no incense or abalone grew.

But not having it doesn't mean she's willing to show it to others.
To be continued...
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