Chapter 1281: The Art of the Child

At this moment, an eye appeared in the weird pattern, as if it was a mockery of Su Yan, and that eye smelled of mockery.

Even if it was ridicule, Su Yan had nothing to do. He couldn't change the status quo, and the attack was really invalid.

After two attempts, Su Yan had a trace of decadence in his heart. At least he now thinks that this path will not work, and it cannot be aimed at weird patterns.

Bruce sat back on the throne again, looking very relaxed, but he just squeezed a little sweat.

"Su Baxian, don't you understand it in vain? You have to be like a clown jumping beam. In the end, it is not exhausted, like a dead dog!"

Bruce's voice was cold and bitter, no longer as pleasant as before, combined with his unique hoarseness, this voice was extremely unpleasant.

But Su Yan looked at Bruce, the evil spirit in his body did not dissipate, and the killing intent in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

"Do you think it's taking me down? Even if I can't hurt you, you can't do anything to me."

"is it?"

Bruce showed a slight smile, full of mockery.

At the same time, the entire underground palace seemed to have changed, and wisps of black aura permeated the walls, and this underground palace became a black world.

The strands of black aura gathered together, forming a group of terrifying spiritual power fluctuations, turning into a group of ghosts.

"I will try to see if I can kill you."

Bruce said with a smile, and at the same time the ghost-shaped black spiritual power also bombarded Su Yan, with the meaning of killing.

Su Yan could see at a glance that this Bruce was the Taoist Consummation strength, almost the same as Wentian.

The reason why he is so arrogant is that he compares Su Yan and Wentian to a praying mantis, and that he is a fisherman and a oriole, all relying on that strange pattern.

At least that's what Su Yan thought in his heart, unless he can perform even more powerful secret techniques, that's another matter.

Facing this ghost-shaped black spiritual power, Su Yan did not back down, but directly gushed out the golden spiritual power, transforming into an unruly blue dragon, attacking and killing it.

Wherever the Canglong went, the black spiritual power was ignited, turned into invisible, and then golden light remained.

At the same time, the blue dragon and the ghost form confrontation, the two sides you come and I are in desperate fighting, the golden light and black spiritual power complement each other, illuminating the entire palace.

In the end, the two died together. There was blood overflowing from the corner of Su Yan's mouth. He couldn't control it. Canglong used his essence and blood to transform, and he had a certain connection with him.

Of course, Bruce didn't feel as good as that. He shed his blood like Su Yan, but he swallowed it.

"Yes, not bad, your realm Taoist is undoubtedly Consummation, it's no wonder that if you can kill Wentian, there are so many tricks that are not evil."

Bruce licked his scarlet tongue, and had a desire and an urge to take possession of Su Yan's tactics.

This was the first time Su Yan had encountered such a situation. Someone watched his Immortal Jue technique, which caused the anger in his eyes to rise and continue to burn.

"You can get it if you have the ability!"

Bruce smiled and said, "Of course, I will get it. I don't think you will give up the group of people outside of you?"

Su Yan's expression changed, and his heart was furious, this Bruce was really cunning.

"Why, dare you? This is not Su Baxian."

Looking at Su Yan, Bruce became more and more amused. Why is such a person who values ​​love and justice so strong? This is unscientific.

The strong have always been bloodthirsty and cold, which has formed a definition in Bruce's mind.

"You and I fight, it's not good to involve other people."

"Well, I don't need bait to study you."

Bruce said straightforwardly, which made Su Yan relieved.

In Bruce's eyes, Mao Shiba and others were absolutely ants that could be wiped out with a wave of hands. Su Yan naturally worried about them.

"There are weird patterns to protect me, you know I am undefeated."

"It doesn't matter if you know, you can't beat me."

Su Yan was not afraid at all. He hadn't found a solution yet, so he resisted like this, at least he wouldn't lose.

There was a hint of coldness in Bruce's eyes, and he said coldly: "Do you think I really can't kill you!"

With the black blood flowing all over Bruce's body, the blood vessels all over his body were unexpectedly protruding at this moment and finally burst.

Black blood splashed around, but he didn't care at all, and even put his hand in his mouth.

"Just right, mellow and flavorful."

Bruce was full of enjoyment, and was very satisfied with his black blood.

"Blood demon bloom!"

Bruce looked up to the sky with his hands facing the sky, and roared out.

The entire underground palace was like his world at this moment, with countless black demons moving around, making breathtaking and terrifying sounds.

And Su Yan had been watching this with cold eyes, he wanted to see what kind of trickster Bruce could perform.

All evil ways are ants in his eyes, and he can't win him.

At this moment, the demons gathered together to form the usual ghost-shaped shadows, but they did not move towards Su Yan.

This is just a pedestal, not an attacking technique, and the next thing is really terrifying.

A strand of black spiritual power emerges from Bruce's forehead, that is, his whole body is contaminated with black spiritual power at the moment, looking like a black robe in a cloud and mist.

He did not stop, still looking towards the sky, but his lips were constantly wriggling, as if chanting.

This process didn't take long, it was just a moment. After all, if a secret technique takes a long time to perform, it might be strangled by the enemy before it is displayed.

When Bruce stopped chanting, his eyes had only black pupils at the moment, without any white eyes, just like pitch-black graphite.

In his body, a peculiar spiritual power is permeating at this moment. Although it is black, it is different from before, and it is more powerful and terrifying.

This black spiritual power gathered together to form a human figure, very strong, like a fat man.

It's too big, at least ten meters high, like a giant, it's just a shadow.

At the same time, the weird pattern turned into an eye at this moment, and he did not look at Su Yan again, but shot a ray of light towards the giant shadow, pure and incomparable.

This rays of light acted on the giant's shadow, as if a chemical reaction had occurred all of a sudden, and it was so tightly integrated that it was difficult to describe.

After ten seconds, the shadow became more and more real, but it was still extremely dark, like an African brother.

But then it swelled, getting bigger and bigger, and was about to touch the top of the palace, which made Su Yan's complexion more difficult to look.

This is a giant baby, not a giant, just like a baby has been inflated countless times!

This is a giant baby covered in pitch black!

At the same time, Bruce looked up to the sky and roared: "Holy Child's Art, revive!"