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Chapter 1939 Despair

() However, what is unexpected is that Jiang Chen's body burst out with unprecedented power and burned almost instantly. What's even more terrifying is that the light emitting from many of his hairs is actually Instantly connected with the other person's body.

The other party didn't know what this meant, but Jiang Chen knew very well that the outcome had been announced not at this moment, but in the previous 10 minutes or so.

Now, it's time to reveal the answer.

"Actually, with my strength, it is more than enough to crush resentment, but in that case, I will not be able to obtain the more powerful power after your fusion. Do you think that you can compete with Gu with the humbleness of resentment? You are too naive. Well, as early as that time, I had poured the power of the Heavenly Phantom Spirit Strike into Resentment's body through skills. After you merged, this power has long been like toxin, penetrating your internal organs and every blood vessel. .”

"You're kidding, I don't believe there is such a bizarre thing."

"Let me ask you again, are you committing suicide or are you killed by me?" The emperor's unique power and anger made Jiang Chen's eyes become particularly terrifying...

However, the other party actually didn't buy it and still charged towards Jiang Chen angrily.

Jiang Chen quickly came to Mi Lan, covered her eyes with one hand, and just squeezed hard with the other hand.

The opponent's body seemed to be suddenly and violently grasped by a pair of giant hands, and it was suddenly crushed like a fragile egg. The flesh, blood and bones exploded palely in mid-air, and the scene was extremely bloody.

She deserved her death. Jiang Chen's Heavenly Phantom Spirit Strike had actually penetrated into the bone marrow of these three guys and separated their power. At this moment, it only took one strike to annihilate them.

However, in the next second, these flesh and white bones slowly turned into black smoke, and all the energy had been absorbed by Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen then took his hand from Mi Lan's face.

At this time, inside Jiang Chen's body, Jiang Yixian and Li Zi said in unison: "Brother Jiang, thank you."

"Hey, you're welcome. Minors shouldn't be watching this. However, Brother Jiang doesn't sound very happy. Do you dare to call me Oni-chan?"

Mi Lan kicked him out of the sky with a flying kick: "Ou, sister, you are too small to go beyond your reach."



After a long time, Jiang Chen returned from beyond the sky, with a troubled expression on his face: "If you don't want to shout, don't shout. There's no need to be so fierce."

In fact, the kick just now was done by Mi Lan and was not the intention of Jiang Yixian and Li Zi.

At this moment, Li Zi suddenly made a whispering sound in Jiang Chen's body, which almost drew Jiang Chen's soul away: "Onii-chan."

Jiang Chen's face turned red for a while, then his body began to sweat and his lips trembled.

Han Na sighed: "Knowing that he can't bear it, he still suffers. This person is hopeless."

"Oh, there's nothing I can do about it. I was born with this attribute and I can't change it in this life. Bitch, keep on going. There are probably a few bosses ahead of you."

Because he had regained a lot of power, Jiang Chen's control had improved a lot. At this moment, he had realized something, and he immediately smiled and said: "Not much, there should be 8 more bosses."

"Damn, that's not much." Mi Lan wiped her sweat, "Okay, let's continue."



After removing the terrifying trio, Jiang Chen and others continued to move forward.

The scenery ahead slowly changed.

The hot and red-colored horror zone of the Endless Purgatory slowly faded away, replaced by a scene like a fairyland on earth. Here, the clouds are lingering, and the green bamboo forest can be vaguely seen between the clouds and mist. From the bamboo forest, the melodious sound of the flute came.

There was no smile on Mi Lan's face, but instead her brows were furrowed, because she had heard a trace of murderous intent in the voice: "Chen, we have been hit."

Jiang Chen sighed: "Lan Lan, your control has indeed improved."

"I want to thank Sister Yingyu. Without her power, I wouldn't be able to hear the murderous intention hidden in the sound of the flute. This sound is wrong. Our bodies have been poisoned."

At this time, both Jiang Chen and Mi Lan were in an incredibly negative state.

[Despair]: There is a 5% chance of being killed by a single hit from a hostile target.

There is a 5% chance of appearing on Mi Lan's head, while there is a 3% chance of appearing on Jiang Chen's head. This shows that Jiang Chen's resistance is still higher than Mi Lan.

There are no illusions around, only this seemingly real scene, but the sound of the flute is getting lower and lower.

Above Mi Lan's head, the negative effects of despair began to increase, from the initial 5%, to a little increase...

By the time the two of them reached the bamboo house deep in the bamboo forest, the duration of the negative status above Mi Lan's head had become a terrifying 70% chance.

At this time, Jiang Chen was also greatly affected, and the chance became 34%.

In front of them, a young man holding a flute appeared. This young man had a bloodless face, skin as pale as paper, and a pair of scarlet eyes. He looked like an undead spirit. His name was Despair, level 499, the ultimate level. boss.

"Why did you lure us here?" Jiang Chen asked with dull eyes.

"Nonsense, of course I want to kill you." The desperate reply was simple.

"What method do you want to use?"

"Nonsense, the method has been exhausted, now all it takes is one strike."

Jiang Chen's eyes turned to Mi Lan, with a worried look on his face: "I heard what this naughty kid said, just one strike."

Mi Lan also had a sad look on her face: "Yeah, it's so cruel. It scares me so much that I want to commit suicide now."

The naughty boy was not a fool. Hearing Mi Lan's irony, he immediately became furious: "Don't you believe it? If I just move my hand a little, you will die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chen's expression suddenly changed: "Little brat, let's see if you have the ability to kill us."

As they spoke, Jiang Chen and Mi Lan stood apart instantly. Jiang Chen activated the blood contract of the bow and sword, and immediately gave birth to a black magic bow in his hand.

The naughty kid couldn't help but smile coldly: "Are you kidding? I am a person who is proficient in magic. You are just wishful thinking to attack me with a trick like bow and arrow."

Jiang Chen was laughing, and his smile was very weird: "Really, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I use bows and arrows just to better penetrate certain obstacles. You are not qualified to attack me, you just You can be slaughtered by me unilaterally."

As soon as he finished speaking, two barriers appeared in front of him in despair, namely the Sword Spirit Realm and the Wind Barrier. These two forces merged together instantly, forming a terrifying eggshell-shaped protective film that almost instantly Wrapped in despair.

Despair did not reveal a trace of fear, and he was still mocking Jiang Chen unscrupulously: "Idiot, this thing can lock me, but so what, how can you let go and attack me, don't waste your time, It won't take several hours to kill me."

Facing this solid barrier that couldn't find any cracks, Jiang Chen had a playful look on his face: "Okay, little brat, I'll give you a slap on the asshole."

While talking, Mi Lan was on the other side, bowing and readying an arrow, but first released a powerful attack.

This arrow, completely out of despair's expectation, actually sank into the protective film very lightly, and then rushed to his abdomen and back with astonishing force.

The other party was frightened and furious, and tried his best to escape, but was still hit in the chest. At this time, Jiang Chen's arrow shot out and hit the boy's anus.

Despair let out a whimpering sound, and his blood volume dropped by 14.5 billion. However, the final boss's terrifying recovery ability was so terrifying, and his blood volume was recovering little by little.

"Why, how could he penetrate his own protective film and hit me with an arrow?" Despair was extremely puzzled and shocked.

Jiang Chen laughed: "This is skill integration. You can transform your own skills into a pattern, a non-material substance. Do you understand?"

Of course Despair doesn't understand, but Jiang Chen realized this truth many years ago during the Holy War era. However, at that time, he did not have enough ability to do this. Now, he is the Demon Lord. After a long period of After practicing, I have mastered this ability.

However, the protective film kneaded with Mi Lan is not a bug. It no longer has the same effect as the Sword Spirit World. Instead, it generates toughness. In this way, the opponent has the possibility of escaping.

Despair also saw this, so after being frightened for a while, he became happy: "It's time to fight here. Okay, let's see, shall I break your protective film first, or will you kill me first?" .”

Jiang Chen and Mi Lan looked sad again.

Jiang Chen said: "Oh, it's broken. I didn't expect this. How broken is it, Lan Lan."

"It seems like it can't be broken." Mi Lan was also very depressed, "Chen, we really failed and the characters were deleted by the system. Will you dislike us?"

"No, what about the other way around, what if it's mine."

"I hate you so much."

"Damn, no way."

"Then you must not die and kill this guy."

While talking, the two men increased their firepower.

Despair is very powerful. He also has the ability to shorten the singing time just like Jealousy before, and the effect is as much as 70%. Therefore, he raised the flute without listening and hummed out one song after another, and each note was like a handful. The sharp sword was ruthlessly tearing at the toughness of this protective film.

Jiang Chen and Mi Lan's faces always showed a very difficult expression, and their hands did not dare to stop for a while.

Seeing the two people's expressions of panic, Despair became more and more excited, and the fluency of the attack became even higher.



Soon, when the battle lasted for about 5 minutes, the balance of victory and defeat was tilted. Jiang Chen and Mi Lan's protective film was about to be torn, and their toughness could only withstand 3 to 5 times of abuse.

At this moment, the joy of despair has almost reached its extreme, because his blood volume is still 70%, which is quite safe.
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