blogombal Chapter 456
Chapter 456
"I'll go!"
Looking at the empty seat beside him, the weakest demigod did not hesitate at all.
He smiled bitterly and said, "Don't worry, I'll keep it!" "
The other strong people didn't say anything, in any case, this person in front of him is at least a demigod realm, even if it is weak, it is stronger than the king realm.
"Also, when talking about it behind my back in the future, don't call me the weakest crown, I have a name."
This demigod realm powerhouse did not have much temper, but just reminded: "Remember my name, my name is Luo Fei, flying into the sky."
Luo Fei left.
There was one more thing he didn't say.
He wanted to say that if he died, he wanted to be remembered as well.
But after thinking about it, maybe people can remember the title of 'weakest demigod' better than his name!
Soon, Luo Fei arrived at his destination.
South S6544 area.
As the elf commander predicted, there is a storm of the opening of the ultimate world passage here.
"I should be able to hold it, right?"
Luo Fei still doubted himself as usual.
Looking back, it seems that he has never had absolute confidence for a moment, even when he was a child, he was not the strongest genius.
It's just a little bit luckier than others every time.
A little better every time.
That's it, he went all the way to the top, and even became a demigod because he was a little bit luckier, and suddenly gave birth to a feeling.
It's just that the lack of foundation makes him the weakest demigod.
"This time, good luck shouldn't be of any use, right?"
Luo Fei's heart began to feel inferior again, "Sure enough, I am still a parallel trader, and I heard that the weakest of the Abyss Monarchs is stronger than the middle rank demigods of Blue Star.
How to fight this? "
His heart is sad.
At this time, the army sent by the Blue Star Alliance has also arrived.
At the front of the army, Luo Fei saw a strange man, wearing a mask and carrying a large black coffin, far away from the others.
Looks out of place in this world.
"That seems to be..."
A figure quickly flashed in Luo Fei's mind, "One of Xu Xuanmian's disciples, right? Forgot what his name is, do you want to go and say hello to him?
"Forget it, he's so cold!"
"I heard that he never pays attention to people, so don't make yourself bored."
Luo Fei found that his mood was too nervous.
Whatever you see, think a lot.
In this cranky thought, the world passage finally opened slowly, Luo Fei put away all his thoughts at once, and he stood at the front of the army.
Even if your heart trembles, you must show fearless courage at this moment.
Channel forming.
Sou!
Luo Fei's figure disappeared instantly.
The king and marquis powerhouses in the rear were stunned, this weakest demigod did not look so weak, this speed alone was enough to throw them off.
"Kill!"
The soldiers shouted and rushed into the passage.
At such moments, it is necessary to shout out, so that it can eliminate the fear in the heart and ignite the anger of the fighting spirit.
Luo Fei entered the passage early, and he also saw a figure galloping in the distance.
"Qingluo Monarch."
Seeing this figure, Luo Fei breathed a sigh of relief, according to the information provided by Xu Xuanmian, this Qingluo Monarch should belong to a relatively weak monarch in the abyss.
The body structure of Qingluo is basically similar to that of the Terrans.
She had blue skin, looked like a little girl of four or five years old, and her hands were split into countless vines.
"Although it is weak in the abyss, the breath is much stronger than mine."
Luo Fei's heart began to contrast again.
Sou!
With a wave of the Qingluo Monarch's hand, countless vines bundled towards Luo Fei, with obvious contempt in her eyes, because she remembered that the opponent in front of her was too weak.
Although it essentially belongs to the same realm as her, the breath is too different.
"Go!"
Luo Fei's hand flicked, and eleven throwing knives were thrown out of his hand, this is his combat method, he stepped into the demigod realm by connecting the weapon to the soul and manipulating the flying knife technique to the extreme.
The speed of the eleven throwing knives was extremely fast, far surpassing the flying vines.
It's just that the attack power of the throwing knife is obviously too low, and it takes some effort just to cut the vines, and more vines are already coming towards him.
"I'm really still too weak."
Luo Fei's figure disappeared in place.
Only a throwing knife was entangled in the vine.
Transfiguration with throwing knives is also one of his unique skills in throwing knives, and he can swap places with twelve throwing knives as he pleases.
"It's useless to escape."
The Qingluo Monarch mocked: "You shouldn't step into this realm, it's best to go back and rebuild." "
The twelve throwing knives are indeed powerful in constantly shifting and transpositioning, and Luo Fei always keeps a throwing knife from a distance and does not participate in the battle, ensuring that he can have the ability to get out of danger.
"Tree Realm, come!"
The vines in Qingluo's hand spread out and were inserted into the soil of the World Passage, and countless trees rose up from under the ground, covering this area in the blink of an eye.
The Qingluo Monarch, who saw through the opponent's means, was no longer obsessed with chasing and killing Luo Fei.
Instead, through the expanding tree realm, the range of action of the twelve throwing knives was constantly reduced, ready to devour all of Luo Fei's activity space.
"Sure enough, am I still going to die?"
Luo Fei's flying knife technique was practiced to the extreme, but the means were too single, there was no way to counter it at all, and the only thing he could do was delay.
In the limited space, twelve throwing knives were still shuttling.
He looked down at the battlefield.
In the face of the impact of the Abyss Army, the battlefield below occupied a considerable advantage, and the source of all this was the strange disciple under Xu Xuanmian.
The disciple carrying the coffin was surrounded by countless soul particles.
In this battlefield where life and death are constantly being carried out and soul examples are born, Lao Ba can withstand thousands of troops almost alone.
Fighting alone, the old eight may have poor combat power.
At this time, he single-handedly made up for the disadvantage of the small number of Terran soldiers, and more and more lives were attached to the 'soul mask'.
These lives are fighting for him.
Such a terrifying ability has a bug-level performance on the battlefield.
Lao Ba was suspended in the air with the coffin on his back, and he watched quietly, as if this battlefield had nothing to do with him, but more and more soul particles appeared around him.
What the crowd can't see is under the mask.
That phaseless face is constantly changing, reflecting the countless mutilated souls floating on this battlefield with the art of heartless and phaseless.
"I'm going to hold on."
Looking at this scene, the battlefield below can have the advantage, and he can't give up easily.
If the situation on the battlefield below was reversed because of his defeat, he couldn't bear to imagine that kind of scene, and he didn't want that kind of scene to appear.
It's just that no matter how he dodges, his attack power is too weak to break through the tree realm defense at all.
The event space is constantly compressed.
In the end, one throwing knife after another was completely restricted by the Qingluo Monarch.