Lord of Pets

Bai Wushang was injured.

Be extremely cautious and alert.

But the arm that suddenly appeared was as strong as a mountain and river, and as fast as light and fire.

And once it appeared, the space stagnated, and the secret escape technique relied on did not have much effect.

"For the first time, a human cassock blocked the attack and shattered the two blood successors of the Eight-armed Ape God and the Heavenly God. Only then did I end up with a slight injury."

"The second time, this arm attacks again. I throw out all the defensive weapons. Can I stop it?"

The stone hanging on Bai Wushang's chest became even heavier.

He knew that the horror of the Pale Hand, who could be king among the evil gods, could not be measured by the top level.

But this arm is not the original body of the Pale Hand at all. The word "Clone" at the end is so dazzlingly clear.

After missing a blow, Hunshi Long Shen, Xing, and Ji Shazi all reacted.

The dragon swung its tail, the angel wielded the sword, and the demon roared, all fighting with the white arm to stop his purposeful attack.

"Jigu!" The little rabbit called twice worriedly. After realizing that Bai Wushang could heal the injury to some extent by activating his aromatic taste buds, he reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.

The solemn voice belonging to the Emperor Mouse followed closely:

"There is no doubt that the conclusive fact before us is that the river of reincarnation is out of control because of the pale hands!"

"Priest, what do you say?"

"If you and I are in the current state, we only have one or two chances to break out. For this, we have to bet our fate and everything."

"Should we give it a try now, or should we wait a little longer? Maybe that guy with the dragon head still has his ultimate move yet to be used..."

"Can't wait any longer."

The little rabbit fell limply, and just when it fell into Bai Wushang's arms, it suddenly stood up again.

To be precise, it is "Him"!

The one-meter-two-meter-tall upright rabbit holds a sun scepter in its hand, with nine miniature suns hidden in its eyes. Behind it is a circular hollow array several times larger than its body, shining with mysterious and incredible sacred light.

"The Pale Hand can pass through the river of reincarnation, ignore the law of heaven, and interfere with the entire supernatural world. You know the meaning behind this very well."

"Give him a little more time and allow him to accumulate strength. Everything the Origin of the Natural Disaster said will come true. From now on, this world will become a paradise for evil spirits, and the real and extraordinary life trajectory for hundreds of thousands of years will disappear."

Sun Priest Rabbit looked at the sky. With him as the starting point, the filthy evil clouds pushed backwards with all their strength. What was not able to escape in time was evaporated by the blazing sunlight.

"The meaning of our existence, from the beginning, is to support the extraordinary, so as to superimpose the power to block evil."

"Now is definitely not the time to be fully prepared. There seem to be a lot of god-kings on the Chaofan side, but looking at the evil clan, the gap between the two is still worrying."

"Ox-headed and tiger-headed ones have all become imprints. At most, they share their origins which are better than nothing. They are unable to participate in the battle."

"Under this situation, it is still unknown whether we can be of value."

"But even if we are moths to the flame, we are the only ones who can stand up to the extraordinary at present, so why should we hesitate? The worst is to die, the worst is to lose our souls. Only by doing our best, with a clear conscience, can we live up to the name of Miraculous Guard!"

"Boom!" The ignited sun seemed to be shining not with light, but with fire.

The Sun Priest Rabbit flew up, chasing the clone of the Pale Hand, and dived into the river of reincarnation without looking back.

The Emperor Rat muttered a few words, not knowing what he was talking about. When he looked again, the projection had integrated into the body of the faceless rat god, fully manifesting the true form of the rat head.

"Honestly, even if the priest and I are at our peak, there is nothing we can do to stop the pale hand."

"Now it's just a blind rabbit trying to kill a mouse. If I add one piece, I don't know how much advantage I can get."

"This battle is about life or death..."

"Everyone, please be mentally prepared!"

The words have fallen, Emperor Rat’s

His eyes fell on Bai Wushang, and he sighed:

"My Lord, especially you."

"You are the one who witnesses the fate. The peak of luck is yours for a hundred thousand years."

"If we are defeated together with you, Chaofan may not be able to survive the so-called final doomsday."

"When a disaster strikes, no one can survive alone."

This day came faster than expected, but Bai Wushang had already had a similar decisive attitude a long time ago. At this time, there was no emotional fluctuation.

His will has long been condensed like divine iron!

It's always a desperate situation, so it's better to act decisively and seize the opportunity!

"I have imagined this day countless times when I was in the Forbidden Mountains!"

Ji Shazi took a deep breath, and when he exhaled, the white steam was crushed in the wind.

"The ancestors of the first generation are unparalleled in battle and are willing to use their lives and souls to seal the top evil king."

"I, as the second demon king, shoulder all the beliefs of the ancient demon clan. My will is the demon's will, and the demon's will must be to kill the evil spirits and find the dog-headed ghost mastiff. Please ask him As the guardian spirit of our clan, we will protect the reproduction of our clan for generations to come!”

The fierce man roared in the purest devilish language.

The one who responded to him was the Hunshi Dragon God, the all-powerful first-generation ancestral dragon in ancient times. He opened his bloody mouth, roared to the sky, and rushed into the gap between the expansion of the River of Reincarnation.

"The first-generation demon god... I have met the old dragon a few times..."

"Although your temper is a bit more vicious, especially compared to yours, this kind of bloodiness is something that a brave and capable dragon clan appreciates very much..."

The Hunshi Dragon God took out a few gems that were as big as sesame seeds for him from under one of the dragon scales, stuffed them all into his mouth, and swallowed them in one gulp without even chewing.

The astonishing blood energy rose again, and in the blink of an eye, the Hunshi Dragon God, who had been fighting fiercely so far, recovered more than half of his injuries, and his slightly tired eyes reflected his eagerness to try again.

"If we go to the river of reincarnation, even if we sacrifice our lives, we will never let the pale hand achieve its purpose!"

"Brothers! Let's fight! If we can win a big victory, the Dragon Clan will hold a banquet to entertain all the holy beasts in the world to usher in the prosperous year that truly belongs to us!"

"Take me one." On the distant horizon, a dark blue creature came running on the huge waves.

Bai Wushang's eyes lit up. After not seeing him for several days, the Nine-Eyed Anomaly had completely refined the healing effect of the magical sea lotus, and truly returned to the peak state of the God King.

In this way, the Lord of the Deep Sea Whirlpool, who controls the realm of water, is equivalent to his right and left arm, a powerful support to snipe the Pale Hand and prevent the River of Reincarnation from getting out of control!

"It would be even better if we could break through to the peak of the Emperor Ancestor..."

Bai Wushang suppressed his beating heart and saw the river of reincarnation getting closer and closer to him, looking at the waves of blood. Thousands of pride were hidden in his heart, and all kinds of fear shattered his heartstrings. The rest was... It is the determination to regard death as home.