Blue and White Society

Chapter 827 – God Killer Gun

Chapter 827 God Killing Spear

“Stop him quickly! Now is not the time for intrigue!”

“He really has the strength to kill us!” Tai Feng shouted when he saw the black hole shooting towards him.

“Why did you go early!” Aton was also horrified, not because of how strong he was, but because this kind of strength should not have appeared on Mo Poor.

For Mo Poor’s characteristics, the ability to create and shoot any arrow is simply a leap forward.

Before the two gods were afraid of each other, Taifeng did not work hard.

After all, they felt that these people could not threaten them at all. It would be a matter of time before they were killed. It was just a matter of saving energy.

However, the situation has changed suddenly!

Suddenly, Mo Poor turned into a god. Everything can grow on the bowstring, and there is a huge energy support behind it. Combined with his characteristics, he will be an invincible enemy!

Even though the two are extremely united at this moment, it is difficult to confront.

The trend of strength and weakness has reversed, and the offense and defense have changed. Now it is a question of how they will survive Mo Poor!

“Boom!”

Taifeng gave up dodging directly, he knew that Mo Poor’s arrows couldn’t be dodged.

Facing the added black hole, the moment he touched it, he blew himself up.

A large amount of matter is swallowed by the small black hole, while some escapes and is reshaped in the distance.

Taifeng’s body size was directly reduced by a large circle, and a quarter of the energy that was not much in the first place was taken away by the blow just now.

This is because he is familiar with Mo Poor’s ability, knowing that Mo Poor’s arrows only need to hit, and he can escape with one touch.

Otherwise, if the reaction is a little slower, the whole thing will be swallowed up.

In the past, he was not afraid of such a small black hole, and he could evaporate it directly.

But he is weak at the moment, and the enemy in front of him is rich and powerful, with a huge reserve energy.

He didn’t dare to compete with the opponent for consumption, and forcibly evaporated the black hole.

Facing Mo Poor, who has become a holy fighter, they must use containment if they want to survive.

“Damn it!” Taifeng opened his mouth, spit out an eyeball, and installed it directly on his chest.

Granulation sprouted on his chest, and he transplanted it perfectly.

Seeing the eyeball, Mo Poor’s eyes turned cold, because it was Wu Yunmo’s black eyes.

“It’s ruthless!” Aton couldn’t help saying when he saw Taifeng’s black eyes transplanted.

Because although this thing is powerful, it is basically useless to God. On the contrary, the price is very heavy. The continuous reduction of the soul limit will make the god, who originally had an almost infinite life span, die soon.

Although they have researched a way to break away from the binding, the reduced soul limit will not make up for it, and if it is less, it will be forever less.

So if it wasn’t for facing a deadly enemy at this moment, Taifeng wouldn’t want to use it.

“Don’t hold back! Take out your holy shield!” Taifeng roared.

Aton had a cold face, and an oaken shield emerged from his body.

Wooden shields are mediocre, but as a storage object, there must be something absolute.

“Holy Shield, it can mock all attacks, hit its front, and then bounce back. But the price is that the user will bear the feeling of being attacked, and the effect is permanent.” I have been self-imprisoned on the clouds, silently enduring the pain Kelong said suddenly.

The sound came from the eyeball tube.

Aton was annoyed when he pointed out the characteristics of the containment, “I didn’t give you the ability to speak!”

Kron said: “Sound is nothing more than air vibration. For 700 million years, studying this little trick is just self-relief in suffering.”

“It doesn’t matter if you take back this meat pipe now, Mo Poor can forcibly connect with me mentally.”

Aton gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do about it. Even God couldn’t hurt the dodecahedral soul.

“Don’t forget! Your body is still here with me!” As he said, Aton directly sprinkled a handful of powder, like hundreds of millions of molecular clusters like dust, shooting directly at the small black hole that was devouring the air.

This is to throw Kelong’s body matter into the black hole, and suffer the pain of being forced into a singularity!

However, within a moment of Mo Poor’s thought, the small black hole disappeared, and after a burst of dazzling light, there was nothing left there.

The objects created by beliefs do not exist forever. Moqiong will continue to provide energy for them, and he must always maintain a strong spiritual maintenance in his heart.

Mo Poor stopped paying the price, and the spiritual product disappeared automatically.

Jiang Long snorted and flew over to collect the dust.

Aton sneered and said: “This is only part of it. Most of it is in the solar melting furnace in my body. As long as I think about it, he will endure suffering that you can’t even imagine. His characteristics will magnify the pain. It can be said that in the end What kind of suffering, even I don’t know.”

“Come on, try to kill me. If it’s just a black hole, it can’t break my defense.”

“I am not Taifeng, my body is immune to all physical damage.”

Mo Poor looked at Ophthalmology Dragon, and saw that the eyeballs were shaking wildly, as if the pain had suddenly become countless times stronger.

“You are dead.” Mo Poor stared at Aton coldly, the bowstring shook, and a silver spear appeared on the string.

This is exactly the arrow that Mo Poor and his strong desire to kill gods turned into.

As long as there is something that kills gods in the world, it will appear.

“What did you make! My energy has been drawn by 80%!” Adams was taken aback.

”God-killing spear.” As soon as Mo Poor finished speaking, the spear shot straight at Aton’s head.

“Come on!” Aton roared loudly, put the oaken shield in front of him, and charged towards Mo Poor.

“Ding!”

The god-killing spear pierced Aton’s forehead fiercely, completely ignoring the characteristics of the holy shield!

Taunt all attacks and absolutely let them hit the shield?

Line up at the back, hit the landing point Mo Poor asked for first.

It was Aton’s physical immunity that worked, making the so-called god-killing gun unable to penetrate an inch behind his forehead, not even piercing the skin.

Aton said: “I know this gun. It comes from the strongest weapon in the system represented by the strongest **** of life, Yela. It can indeed kill gods, provided that… it can penetrate into my body!”

As he said that, the god-killing spear flew down from it and stabbed the front of the holy shield with a bang.

Then shot back in bursts, reflecting towards Mo Poor’s forehead!

“Idiot! Unrealize! You will waste 80% of your origin!” Aton roared, his face distorted and his emotions extremely agitated.

Obviously, in order to reflect the attack, Holy Shield directly brought the pain that the Godkilling Spear should inflict on him out of thin air.

Obviously, he didn’t penetrate at all, but as long as the attack hit the shield, Aton would have to bear the pain of being injured.

The god-killing gun can kill Aton, and this pain is actually the pain of being wiped out by the power of killing gods.

Annihilation was a momentary pain, but because of using the Holy Shield, Aton was forced to taste the pain of death forever.

Fortunately, this is not a kind of beyond-limit pain, not an unimaginable kind, and there is no comparison with Kelong’s suffering.

It’s just annihilation. To gods, it’s actually equivalent to the pain of human beings being bombarded by missiles.

The only uncomfortable thing is that this pain is infinitely elongated…

“No, it won’t be wasted.” Mo Poor looked at the god-killing spear shot at him, and threw the bow in his hand.

Seeing the bow stopped in front of the gun halfway, the bowstring vibrated automatically!

The direction of the blessing of this empty bullet is the same as that of Mo Poor, it seems to help the gun to shoot himself faster.

However, this kind of compliance made the reflexed shot trigger an absolute hit.

Looks like shooting yourself, but the landing point is not.

In an instant, the god-killing spear turned around and shot at Aton again.

Reflex of the Holy Shield, line up first!

Pfft! The god-killing spear pierced Aton’s chest.

“Why?” Aton yelled in disbelief.

“Why do you hide Pao Ding’s Blade… in your body? Are you afraid of stealing it?” Mo Poor said indifferently.

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p.s: Sorry.

(end of this chapter)