1557: C1557 The Power of the Little World Destruction(3)

C1557 The Power of the Little World Destruction(3)

The power of annihilation.

Money could make ghosts push the millstone. If Xia Mao had so many mixed metagolds, he wouldn't be afraid of this Minor World Annihilation.

"Bang!"

Qin Sheng's shoulder was pierced through. He wasn't the real Manifestation Realm experts after all. Even if his physical body could sweep across the abode Realm, there was still a huge gap between him and Xia Mao, who was only a hair away from advancing to the semi-sage realm.

Once he was in a close combat, Qin Sheng felt that he couldn't avoid it, and his body began to collapse.

"Rumble ~"

Right at this moment, Qin Sheng's Destiny Heavenly Tablet emitted a bright light. A golden Gold Medal for Free from Death was floating above his zodiac.

"This is?"

Xia Mao was dumbfounded. He had never seen anything like this before. A legendary Treasure like the Gold Medal for Free from Death.

In the next moment, Qin Sheng's body, which was on the verge of collapsing, was recovering at a speed that the naked eye could see.

"What a mystical Treasure!"

A greedy look flashed across Xia Mao's eyes. Even he had never seen a Treasure like the Gold Medal for Free from Death. Now that the Minor Extinction World had descended, he would be haunted by great terror at any time. If he could obtain the Treasure that could bring him back to life. . . That's no doubt an extra life.

"Hmph! Lowly Divine Palace realm reptile! With your strength, do you think you're worthy of possessing such a heaven-defying Treasure?"

Xia Mao coldly harrumphed and said, "All of your Treasures are mine. "

"Buzz ~ ~"

Xia Mao stabbed out another battle lance that destroyed the heavens and earth. The void exploded, and the space between Qin Sheng's eyebrows split open. It shot out the strongest soul attack, and with a 'Pu Chi' sound, it entered Xia Mao's cephalo-.

"Hmph!"

Xia Mao groaned. The intense pain of the soul made his face turn pale. He had already prepared for Qin Sheng's soul attack, and he had also worn two Soul Armor.

Therefore, even though Qin Sheng had lit up nine Soul Stars, and the power of the Power of the soul was far greater than Xia Mao's, most of the soul attacks were still blocked by his Soul Armor.

"Even the soul attacks are useless against me. You are two to three Great Realm weaker than me. Just give up. A treasure is a crime. You will die for sure today!"

Xia Mao's voice was cold and filled with endless killing intent.

"Is that so?"

"My Holy House of the Day's Son of God is also someone you can move?"

At this moment, a cold voice exploded beside Xia Mao's ear, scaring him until he broke out in cold sweat.

A rain of ice fell from the sky, bringing with it waves of Sword Qi. It ripped open a large crack in the void. The seemingly ordinary Sword Qi was actually incomparably sharp. Xia Mao's black battle lance was cut into countless pieces.

"Who is it?"

Xia Mao's face was also torn apart by the terrifying Sword Qi, and bloods began to ooze out. He suddenly turned his head, and found a man and a woman in his line of sight.

"It's you guys?"

Xia Mao's expression was gloomy as he said, "Didn't your Holy House of the Day already feel lonely a long time ago? Why is it that the Minor World Annihilation still wants to take advantage of the chaos to compete with my Grand Xia?"

"Eldest Brother, Second Senior Sister. "

Qin Sheng took a closer look and realized that the ones who came to rescue them were none other than He Tiansheng and Zhang Mingxi.2

Hearing this, He Tiansheng and Zhang Mingxi nodded their heads and asked with concern. " Junior Brother, are you alright?"

"We have something to do, so we were delayed in the The Northland restricted area. " Zhang Mingxi explained.

Qin Sheng shook his head and smiled. "This kind of trash can't kill me. However, if senior brother Senior Sister comes a little later, I will have to run away. "

"Then leave the rest to us. " He Tiansheng's Qi was vigorous. It had undergone a tremendous change compared to a while ago.

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