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Chapter 277 What the God Coffin Clan Really Looks Like!

Wang Mu shouted:

“It’s not heaven! Let’s start!”

Feitian flexed his hands next to him, grinning, what he was waiting for!

I saw him yell, and his whole body exuded colorful divine light. Accompanied by the purple lightning of the gods, it was like a tiger rushing into a pack of wolves. It was almost a palm. Realm was slightly weaker and was directly printed by his big handprints. It became mashed meat.

Shen Er’s face changed suddenly:

“No! We have to join forces!”

It also sees that the strength displayed by the other party is not weaker than its own, or even worse.

It lifted the dark blood god’s coffin behind him, slapped the lid of the coffin, and saw a dark red gods domain emerge. The ground of the entire Jinxing Mausoleum, like a swamp poisonous miasma, began to change into a terrible one. The place.

God Sixteen’s pupils shrank and shouted:

“This is God II’s natal magic power, Dark Blood God Realm! It is Realm, the blood condensed deity after the righteous God died, and our Divine Coffin Clan can exert almost righteous power in it!!”

Sure enough, I saw that the figure of God II began to grow endlessly, and soon became comparable to Feitian!

Feitian’s eyes condensed, his face changed slightly:

“What an old god of the coffin, worthy of the strongest alien race in the world of Canglan! But I don’t know which righteous god this power belongs to, it is so evil!!”

This god two roared like an evil ghost, and gasped like a crazy beast:

“Are you scared? This is the strongest supernatural power of my Divine Coffin Clan, and the righteous god I incarnate is a Shura killer god from ancient times!!”

He did not hear the words, and his pupils shrank:

“Could it be… Ashura?”

Shen Er looked up to the sky and smiled, and suddenly stretched out the slender claw big hand, suddenly grabbed it and draped it on his body, never lifted it, and covered his entire body with a wide pocket!

Next, a scene that shocked countless people happened!

I saw it grabbing the pocket, using supreme power, and tore it fiercely, revealing the true face under the pocket! !

Even if Wang Mu saw this scene, he couldn’t help but shook his heart and took a breath:

“This is what it really looks like under the pocket of the Divine Coffin Race?”

I saw this ten-thousand-footed god two, at this moment incarnate into an ancient god body with blood-red body, jagged muscles, and six huge faces!

“He is very tall, he has six sides, and his body is as red as blood, killing people as numb, it is for Ashura!!”

Wang Mu looked intently at the Ashura god, on a huge head, with four huge faces on the front, back, left, and right sides. There were also three eyes on his face, all of which were full of anger, fierce and evil, shocking.

In addition, on this god’s body, on the front of the chest and on the back, there is a huge face with a thousand squares, which is the same as the huge face on the head.

Wang Mu raised his head and looked at it. This fierce and wicked Ashura could not help but mutter:

“It’s no wonder that this divine coffin clan, always wearing a hoodie, is so terrible in its true appearance!!”

Feitian is a pupil condensed!

The same righteous god, this Ashura god… is a more powerful god than Rakshasa!

Fortunately, the coffin clan has only its shape, not its supernatural power.

Otherwise, it is also the realm of Gold Core Dzogchen, and it’s not an opponent if you are not a god!

“God Rakshasa, I want to eat you, as long as I win the blood of your righteous god, I will be able to break through to the realm of Nascent Soul!!”

Shura, the second incarnation of God, roared like an evil spirit, and rushed to Feitian rumblingly.

The boundless light of the Liaoyuan blood, and the colorful light of the purple sky intertwined with each other, and the two righteous gods actually fought together, temporarily unable to distinguish the superior from each other!

“It’s worthy of being an ancient god, it really isn’t that simple.”

Wang Mu looked at Shen Er with some trepidation.

Right now Feitian had already been fighting with God Two, and the Blue Demon’s Killing Spear, led by the Blue Demon, was temporarily overturned by him with an ancient chariot.

He looked at the last leader of the nine-tailed clan.

She looks just like a white fox girl with red lips and white teeth, tied with a red string, but her real strength is by no means so simple at the moment.

The former was looked at by Wang Mu, unexpectedly showing a timid look:

“Don’t look at me so viciously, I won’t fight with you.”

Wang Mu squinted his eyes. Naturally, he would not believe a word of this kind of alien boss. When he was about to move, the dark barrels of hundreds of ancient chariots turned around and aimed at Fox Demon.

The latter is like being stepped on his tail, violently jumping like thunder:

“I can’t beat you, so what do you do so fiercely!”

Wang Mu didn’t change his face, but only said two words:

“fire!”

…

Hundreds of ancient chariots all started in the third rank. It stands to reason that even the masters of the Gold Core Dzogchen would have to lose half their lives if they didn’t die.

But as expected by Wang Mu, the leader of the Nine-tailed tribe is not as weak as it seems.

Countless gunfire dust and smoke disappeared, and I saw a petite figure standing intact in the aftermath of the rolling Spirit Power.

Wang Mu’s pupils shrank:

“It’s okay?”

Wait until the dust and smoke have completely dispersed.

Wang Mu glanced intently, but saw the white fox girl, who used nine fluffy snow-white foxtails to seamlessly block the whole body from the upper and lower clothes, but it was obviously not better. The nine foxtails were already burning. .

Seeing this scene, the white fox girl suddenly rounded her eyes, grabbed her flaming tail, and puffed her cheeks into a frantic blow.

Wang Mu took a look and thought this Fox Demon was quite interesting, so he waved:

“Keep firing!!”

It was another round of unspoken artillery fire. This time the opponent didn’t even have a chance to say anything, and was directly shot out by the second round of chariot salvos.

Flew to a far place, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The tail of the white fox girl also flickered, her face was dusty, the childishness between her eyebrows and eyes gradually disappeared, and she began to become cold and senile.

A clear spirit of Monster Qi gradually diffused behind her, turning into a snow-white ghost of Fox Demon, with blood-red monster light radiating from both eyes, which revealed the original appearance.

Wang Mu raised his eyebrows and clapped his hands with satisfaction:

“That’s right, monsters have to look like monsters, be fierce and vicious, don’t always think about being cute.”

After speaking, he raised his hand:

“Keep firing!!”

Just as he fired the third round of Lingzi Cannon, he found that Fox Demon seemed to be confused, and the soaring Monster Qi retracted into his body, quickly got up from the ground, and ran away.

Wang Mu is a little puzzled:

“Why can’t this Fox Demon make a single move?”

He never believed that this Gold Core Dzogchen Fox Demon looked so harmless.

It’s a pity that the latter seemed to be exactly the opposite of what he thought. He gave Wang Mu a ferocious look and ran behind the chief of the blue devil.

The latter was struggling to resist the artillery fire of the ancient chariot. When Fox Demon brought another batch of firepower, he was impatient:

“What are you doing here?”

Fox Demon gritted his teeth:

“I left the end of my life in Zhongyuantian, and now my strength is greatly reduced, and I can’t stop the attack of the ancient chariot.”

This nine-tailed tribe is an ancient demon and a demon tribe with strong blood.

The Nine-Tailed Clan was born with nine lives, and as long as the nine lives are not dead, they can continue to resurrect.

And what Fox Demon said about the end of life is the most important life soul of the nine tails, and it is also the natural magical power that the nine tails rely on the most. As long as the end of life is still there, the nine tails are almost immortal.

The blue demon leader said angrily:

“You can’t die anyway, don’t bring all the firepower to me!!”

Unexpectedly, the former murmured:

“Although I can’t die, it hurts to be hit by a chariot.”

The blue devil commanded his breath to the point of spurting blood:

“Then why did you leave the end of your life in Zhongyuantian? Didn’t Master Demon Star say, do your best to kill this dog?”

The natal end of the Nine-tailed tribe is not only a life-saving thing, but also contains 80% of the combat power.

Losing the end of life, doesn’t it mean that Fox Demon is just a pendant now?

The latter sighed:

“It’s Master Demon Star’s order, and I can’t disobey it either.”