He BiZheng bit the tip of his tongue fiercely and burst out with a loud shout. He broke free from this invisible pressure and ran out ten thousand meters away in a flash.
The Bone Troll missed the attack and seemed extremely angry. His dexterity was in inverse proportion to his body. He bent his legs and jumped up again, heading straight towards He Bizheng.
This time, he came like a rocket, and the entire starry sky was locked, as if a huge mountain was pushed directly over him, leaving him with nowhere to escape.
He BiZheng roared: "The Golden Body of the Demon King!"
This is the first time He Bizheng has used his unique skills.
His thin body suddenly expanded as if it were inflated, and instantly turned into a three-foot-tall giant.
However, although he has become a giant, three feet is not proportional to one hundred feet, and it looks very uncoordinated.
He BiZheng's whole body was shining with black light, like an enlarged version of a black man, not only black, but also shiny, full of metallic color.
Such a golden body of the Demon King is completely different from He Bi Nu, just like Dharma cultivation and physical cultivation.
He Bi is relying on his own body and strength, just like body cultivation, while He Bi is angry using external objects and evil methods to drive the Bone Troll.
He Bizheng's weapon is his fist, but the fist at this moment is not only huge, but also wears a glove. It looks like a magic weapon, with black runes flashing on it, full of power.
boom!
Although He Bizheng's body became taller, he became more flexible. In a flash, like a phantom, he crashed directly into the arms of the Bone Troll and punched him hard in the heart.
The Bone Troll bent its body and fell back a hundred feet. But He Bizheng was even worse, rolling and flying tens of thousands of meters like a bounced projectile.
Why bother laughing proudly: "You actually want to compete with my bone troll in terms of strength. You are simply overestimating your capabilities. How can your mere golden body resist the power of millions of blood essences?"
The Bone Troll not only absorbs the essence and blood of living creatures, but also absorbs their power. One can imagine how powerful this troll is.
He Bizheng snorted coldly. He and He Binu were completely different from each other in terms of cultivation from the very beginning.
Why bother to be angry for the sake of strength? There is no moral bottom line at all. He has been cultivating this bone troll for thousands of years, and now he is finally successful.
At this moment, the Bone Troll was like an undefeated demon king in the starry sky, roaring, as if being knocked away by a small person, he was extremely angry.
The huge white bone sword was raised and rushed towards He Bizheng again.
His moves are also very simple, but his swords are deadly and full of power. It seems that nothing can stop him.
Why bother? At this moment, his body was so flexible that it was unimaginable. He kept teleporting around the Bone Troll, and occasionally took the time to punch the opponent.
Although his attacks are insignificant compared to the huge body of the Bone Troll, each attack can annihilate hundreds of skeletons.
Skeletons are the source of energy for the Bone Troll. Each skeleton contains everything in front of the skeleton owner.
Although it is negligible compared to the millions of skeletons of the entire Bone Troll, this feeling makes the Bone Troll very unhappy.
No one had ever been able to hurt him in a frontal battle. The millions of tortured souls let out a shrill cry and gathered together to form a huge shock wave, rushing towards He BiZheng.
He Bizheng was like a calm killer at this moment, not stopping for a moment, constantly looking for the opponent's flaws.
This soul-shaking sound sounded, and he screamed immediately, suffocating his body.
The souls of millions of people are imprisoned in the body of the Bone Troll. It is a very complex existence. Each soul seems to be independent, but they are integrated together, and all kinds of anger, unwillingness, and pain are intertwined.
Even Zhuo Yifan cannot withstand the impact of so many thoughts at the same time.
When these soul consciousnesses are gathered into an attack, it is the target's soul that is targeted.
Except for Zhuo Yifan, ordinary people have almost no effective protective magic weapons for their souls.
The white-bone troll laughed ferociously, and its huge white-bone arm was more flexible than a human arm, and it suddenly grabbed it.
Poof!
This grab directly caught He Bizheng's golden body in his hand and squeezed it hard.
He Bi was letting out a scream, and his golden body suddenly collapsed, bursting into a terrifying storm, while his body was hidden in the storm and suddenly teleported out.
"He Bi Zheng, just accept death. No one can withstand the attack of the Bone Troll, and you are the same." He Bi was so proud of his anger.
"Huh, I don't think so."
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded behind him, and at the same time, a coldness locked onto him, making his liver and gallbladder split and he was terrified.
boom!
It was a fist that struck out from the void and hit him hard on the back, instantly shattering his armor and breaking through dozens of his space defenses.
Just this one blow completely defeated his defense and almost caused fatal damage to his body.
The figures flashed one after another and retreated for thousands of miles. Why Bi was extremely shocked in his heart.
He was very familiar with that aura, it was He Bizheng!
But hasn't He Bizheng been crushed to death by the Bone Troll? Why did he suddenly appear here?
Although He Binu was cruel, he was also a cautious person. He felt bad in his heart and shouted loudly: "Bone Troll, come back quickly to protect me!"
He Bizheng's voice sounded coldly: "It has too much time to take care of itself. How can it control you? I want to see if you are still so arrogant after losing the Bone Troll."
He Bizheng's body stepped out of the void, punched out like the wind, and launched a violent personal attack on He Binu.
This is like a mage being cut to the side by a warrior, and the gap between the two is instantly revealed.
Bang bang bang!
He Binu was hit one after another. The huge power made him terrified, tearing apart his defenses and attacking his body.
He activated the defensive magic weapons on his body one after another, and balls of brilliance continued to erupt from his body.
But He Bizheng was like a piece of brown sugar, clinging to him and using his advantages in speed and strength to perform a humiliating close-quarters torture on He Binu.
Why bother was so angry that he kept shouting and summoning the Bone Troll in his heart, but what shocked him was that although the Bone Troll was still in contact with him, it did not come to rescue him, which made him feel that something was wrong.
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The face of a young man suddenly appeared in his mind, and then he felt that it seemed impossible, because no one could survive the ancestor's barrier unharmed, but the current situation had shaken his confidence.
Apart from Zhuo Yifan, He Binui really couldn't think of anyone else who could hold off the Bone Troll.
Because that kid is also a pervert, a weird existence beyond the Mahayana stage!