"Death disaster, the greatest withering." The second drink.

The blood of the prehistoric beast that became more and more courageous in the battle was completely suppressed, as if a giant tree had withered and reached the verge of critical collapse in an instant.

"You..." The Sulphur Emperor never dreamed that the Curse Mother actually understood the power of robbery.

"Divine art, pain and torture."

With the last lifting of his hand, the Curse Mother still smiled and felt relaxed and happy.

opposite.

The Sulphur Emperor seemed to have thrown a pan of oil, and his whole body felt indescribable pain. This was not an effect, the true ancestor prototype was inimmunized. This was not a damage, and he could not reply even if he wanted to reply... It was obviously a pain torture that was not hurt or damaged, but at this moment it became the most threatening force. The Sulphur Emperor knew very well that this pain would not stop, but would only become stronger and stronger until he could not bear the voluntary death.

"No, it's not over yet." The Sulphur Emperor sacrificed his strongest power and punched his fist.

The Curse Mother raised her hand gently.

He shouted lightly: "The power of ancient divine things, the chain of disasters."

The Sulphur Emperor blasted violently, and the right arm blocked by the Curse Mother exploded instantly. At the same moment, the Sulphur Emperor's right arm also exploded, as if it was like a mirror. The disaster chain returned the "disaster" prototype of the damage of the Curse Mother to the Sulphur Emperor.

At this time, the dark stagnant water seeped into pieces, and the curse's arms were repaired with a roll.

Only...the Sulphur Emperor was left stunned and the right arm was shattered.

This is the gap.
Chapter completed!