Chapter 3767: Promise Pluto clone, falling

"Puff!"

A sound of torn flesh and blood sounded one after another, and the Wuji Pluto was injured one after another under the attack of the brand of strange beasts and divine soldiers that gushed out of the thunder sea.

However, the Promise Pluto fell into an absolute disadvantage for one out of a million breaths.

"Damn it!"

The Promise Pluto’s eyes were about to split, and he never dreamed that his own space would be suppressed.

An invisible aura blocked the emptiness where he was, making him unable to melt into the emptiness. Seventy percent of his abilities could not be used.

If not, how could he be so embarrassed?

After all, the Promise Pluto is an assassin, and assassination is what he is best at. Letting him fight these strange beasts in close quarters is simply difficult.

Not to mention, Wen Zhong has not been suppressed by the Great Dao Enforcement, and the brand of alien beasts and divine weapons evolved in Lei Hai is inferior to the existence of the peak of the Ninth Stage.

If there are dozens of statues, Promise Pluto can still deal with it, but the number of imprints of strange beasts and divine soldiers surging in suddenly exceeds a thousand and ten thousand!

"what!"

A Thunder Heavenly Dragon took a bite and tore the Promise Pluto's left arm, the emperor's blood splattered out and smashed into the void.

"Stop it, please stop it!"

Upon seeing this, the Sword God King couldn't sit still, and the Canggu Dragon Banner in his hand woke up again, trying to save the Promise Pluto.

It was just that Wen Zhong turned a deaf ear to his mind, and for a moment, countless strange beasts and divine soldiers in the sea of ​​thunder swarmed up to drown the Promise Pluto.

"Do not!"

In an unwilling roar, the Promise Pluto burst into a cloud of blood, and the scarlet emperor's blood fell like a waterfall, seeming to dye the sky red.

The emperor blood fell into the ground and directly smashed a huge pothole, and the scarlet emperor blood turned into lake water, surging turbulently.

Unlike the Sword God King, this clone of the Promise Pluto is still in its peak state, the power contained in the emperor's blood has not been extracted, and it also contains incomparably terrifying power.

This lake and sea will probably become a treasure in the treasure elephant world in the future.

Of course, this is a story.

The Sword God King didn't have the time to care about this lake. He looked at the **** rain like a pouring rain, and his eyelids couldn't stop jumping wildly.

died?

This clone of Promise Pluto was forcibly beaten to death in front of him?

The many powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Ways of Gods on the side opened their eyes wide and looked incredible, unwilling to believe what they saw before them.

This is the Promise Pluto, one of the four kings of the Ten Thousand Dao God Dynasty.

Among them, an invincible existence regarded as a god, was actually killed by Wen Zhongzhen?

Even if this is just a clone of the Promise Pluto, this is amazing enough, beyond the imagination of many powerful gods.

"Friends think that the old man's theory is correct?"

After killing the avatar of Promise Pluto, Wen Zhong's eyes fell, looking at the Sword God King.

"Promise Pluto..."

The Sword God King whispered, his expression sullen.

He and the Promise Pluto are the four great kings of the Ten Thousand Dao God Dynasty, and the relationship seems to be good on weekdays, but in fact, they have always been in competition.

This time, the Buluo Dynasty is dominated by him. He invites Wuji Pluto to take action. Wuji Pluto is not free to take action. He needs to pay a corresponding price.

But now, this clone of Wuji Pluto is destroyed, and the cost will naturally be borne by him, and then count the loss of this clone of his own body.

Even at their level, it would cost a lot of money to create a clone with a quasi-tianzun cultivation base.

The sword **** king this time is equivalent to losing two quasi-tianzun clones, and the loss is not insignificant!