Chapter 852: The end of the power!
‘Crash!’
After imprisoning Jie Ba, the Heavenly Fighting God, and the Great Curse Master for nearly half an hour, the hunter octopus finally burned out his life and turned into a pool of deep black mud, flowing along the sea into the endless deep sea. He really came from wherever he came.
"Huh! I'm finally relieved!" Tang Xuan shouted happily. She didn't like Zhang Mu who owned the eight-armed generals. After being imprisoned by the Heavenly Fighting God Cup, she was almost suffocated to death.
"It's really strange, where did they go?" Divalen looked around. Apart from the soaring fish, where were there any shadows of Lu Bu and others nearby?
"Isn't you going to play hide-and-seek with us?" Zhang Mu glanced at the nose.
‘Boom boom boom boom boom boom!’
A few loud noises from afar attracted everyone's attention. A thousand meters away, four black smoke rose up, accompanied by the black smoke, which were difficult to explain in words.
"What is that..." Divalen didn't even finish saying the word "what". A very black spear penetrated the weak body of the Great Curse Master. "Puff!" The blood speared out several meters like a fountain. When he looked at the Great Curse Master, he had 360,000 units, and less than 130,000 left by this gun!
The Great Curse Master actually suffered 230,000 damage!
"ah!"
Not only Di Valen, but also the players around the game were exclaiming in unison.
A man with a shield in his left hand walked out of the darkness, twisted his right hand, and the black gun inserted into the Great Curse Master's body returned to his hand with a "swoosh" sound like he had spirituality.
"God of War Lu Bu?" Zhang Mu was stunned for a moment. From the outside, this was indeed Lu Bu's practical boss, but from the temperament, it was completely different. The current god of war Lu Bu seemed to have just climbed up from the abyss of hell. Looking closely, there were still several groups of ghost fires flashing beside him.
‘Bang!’ Two loud noises, a three-meter-tall swordsman appeared on the right. The giant sword in the swordsman's hand was engraved with more than a dozen giant dragons with claws on it.
"Is this the Seal Sword Emperor?" Di Valen was also stunned.
Then, a black shadow made an appointment with the mound beside him, and the giant bow in his hand was inlaid with diamonds and gems, refracting a light that was invisible to see under the sunlight.
"This is a sharpshooter..."
The last one appeared was a giant dragon. The dragon's body was forged from steel, and its wings could be spread to fifty meters. It was a giant among these bosses.
"What's going on? Why have their bosses changed? Not only have they changed, but even the units have changed so much?" Divalen was a little surprised.
God of War Lu Bu, 1.8 million units.
Seal of Sword Emperor, 2.4 million units.
Sharpshooter, 1.4 million units.
Ancient Winged Dragon, 3.1 million units.
"Zhuoma is really a big deal! She actually developed potential for the bosses of the four people!" Xiao Zong was deeply shocked. As a master at the level of the "Great Hidden World", he naturally knew the rules for using the fifth-grade barrier-based artifact to develop potential. Even if this battle is barely allowed to win, the bosses of these four people will be useless.
"Be careful. After the potential development, their boss attacks, defenses, and speed will increase by a certain extent." Looking at the secret words that suddenly came into view, Zhang Mu seemed a little at a loss.
In order not to affect the battle, he had clearly closed all channels except for the team chat. Why could he still accept the secret words sent by this "Great Hidden World"?
"Wait! The Great Hidden One? Are you a Judgment?" Zhang Mu reacted and replied immediately.
"Judge? Who is he? I don't know."
"Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, as long as you remember, I am your friend rather than an enemy! Be careful! They are trying their best! Zhuoma uses the "Potential Institute" of Atlantis's Sea God City' to develop all the potential potential of four bosses. If you want to defeat them, you must defeat them one by one! The boss who has developed its potential cannot be resurrected by the "Power of the Palace"!"
"Potential? Potential potential?" When Zhang Mu wanted to ask this mysterious 'Great Hidden World' again, Lu Bu and the other two had already attacked the Great Curse Master together.
"Valun, be careful! Tang Xuan, one-eyed, killing the magic archer!" Zhang Mu roared, and the eight-armed general and Jie Ba came to the magic archer at the same time. With one move of "Eight-armed Slash" and "Flame Dragon Slash", they directly cut off 380,000 units of the magic archer. Immediately afterwards, the Heavenly Fighting God and the One-eyed Dragon also came to the magic archer, and one-eyed Dragon killed him 300,000 units of his one-eyed unit. In this way, the magic archer was only 700,000 units left.
A chaotic battle between nine bosses officially kicked off.
Various arrows, spells, fist winds, and sword lights were flying in the air, and the audience was dazzled and excited.
It is not important for most viewers who will win and lose in this battle. They only want a little bit, and it is enough to enjoy it.
"Roar!" The war god Lu Bu attacked Jie Ba angrily, and was about to kill Jie Ba. At this time, a light flashed out from behind. The mighty Lu Bu was turned into a cute little sheep. The little sheep was even carrying a black gun and a shield on his back.
"Do you think that by entering the potential institute and developing the potential of the boss, you can beat me? This is a dream! Today, I will convince you of your death!" Zhang Mu roared at the top of his throat.
It doesn't matter if this roar is gone, Lu Bu, Zhuoma, the Pope, and the Pope's hearts are suddenly cold.
Who is this twelve-winged angel? How come he knows everything?
"Can he still has a fifth-grade barrier-type artifact that has not been used..." Zhuoma was a little discouraged, but he didn't know that Zhang Mu was learning and selling it on time.
"Go to die! Split the corpse!"
Eight weapons slashed on the sharpshooter from eight directions. With a scream, the sharpshooter's two arms and legs were all bulked, especially his head, which rolled along the slope for more than ten meters before stopping.
Even if the potential is developed, the sharpshooter is still anemia and thin, which is a reality that can never be changed.
"Twelve-winged angel... Remember it! My religious court is incompatible with you!" The pope shivered in anger. A boss who had finally practiced and four magical tools disappeared like this. Who wouldn't be angry?
Zhang Mu ignored the pope's cry and turned to the sealed sword emperor, raised his hand to display the 'Ape King', and shouted: "It's your turn this time! Pope!"
"Zhuoma, who has a fifth-grade magic weapon, can't beat the Twelve-Winged Angel... This man is so terrible." The smoke ghost had no expression when he spoke.
"Did Zhuoma be sure to lose?" Du Tangtang swallowed and spitted.
Chapter completed!