Boom ~
Han Lang's Flying Feather Arrow was extremely powerful.
In reality, this was the most powerful and brutal arrow Han Lang has ever released ever since he obtained this godly bow!
The double effects of strengthening drugs and soul power allowed Han Lang to instantly explode with energy that far surpassed his own rank. He went from an intermediate level wargod to a super wargod!
The Flying Feather Bow has a unique ability. The stronger the user's energy, the more powerful it will be.
What Han Lang released wasn't just an aurora, it was an aurora dragon! It was the Hammer of the Sky God!
The energy wave exploded like a volcano and struck the head of the flying ming. The flying ming that was over a thousand meters tall and weighed over ten thousand tons was smashed to the ground!
Rumble ~
The Eight-Clawed Flying Nether crashed to the ground. The chain reaction brought about by the Feather Arrow was like tens of millions of volts of high-voltage electricity. His entire body was covered in crackling electric sparks. These sparks kept exploding, burning his skin, and destroying his muscles!
Between the white electricity, Han Lang saw the flying ming's head get sliced in half by the Flying Feather Arrow. Only half of his head was left! This shows how powerful Han Lang's attack was!
"I told you, those who block me will die!" Han Lang roared as if he was venting his anger.
In order to send Han Lang to the best attack range, Lan Xing charged forward without any fear of death. After sending Han Lang into the sky, he was sent flying by one of the Eight-Clawed Flying Nether's arms. At this moment, he was limping back to Han Lang's side. These were all reasons for Han Lang to hate this ugly monster. Even killing him a hundred times would not be enough!
In the distance, although Jian Jia wasn't happy, she still brought the silver fox and escaped from the battlefield. Why did she care so much about Han Lang's words? Even if Han Lang didn't give her any face on the battlefield and was even very rude, she still listened to him. Even she didn't understand the reason.
Ao ao ~
After the silver fox saw Han Lang kill the flying ming with one arrow, it excitedly waved its two claws and cheered for Han Lang. It was going crazy because of Han Lang's spectacular attack!
The boy's eyes were filled with tears. He looked at Han Lang's tall figure in the distance with an idolizing gaze, but he had completely forgotten that the reason Han Lang was able to fire such a critical hit was all because of him. If Silver Wolf had not sacrificed himself, it would have been impossible for Han Lang to have enough energy to draw Flight Feather to its fullest.
There was nothing he could do about it. Silver Wolf worshiped Han Lang blindly. No matter what, his master was good, and his master was powerful. He would not listen to anyone else.
Jian Jia's jaw dropped. This strike was simply a miracle!
As someone of noble birth, she had seen countless experts, so she was very clear that Han Lang's critical strike just now had definitely reached the level of a super wargod!
And soul power? When did Han Lang learn to use soul power?
Normally, Warriors would only switch to learning Soul Power when they couldn't level up anymore. This was because Soul Power was a very difficult thing to learn. It was much more difficult than simply leveling up.
Moreover, Soul Power wasn't something that could be learned casually. First, one had to test one's talent. Then, one had to find a place where Soul Power could be gathered. After these two conditions were met, a warrior with enough talent could reach the first stage of Soul Power after decades of bitter training.
Han Lang was only in his early twenties, and his debut was only a matter of a few years. Yet, he had already jumped to the stage of using Soul Power? Wasn't this talent too terrifying!?
At first, she was shocked. Then, Jian Jia narrowed her eyes. In her heart, she was calculating the thoughts of a little girl that was hard for others to understand. With such a high birth, it meant that Jian Jia could only be together with people who were worthy of her. The range of candidates was so small that it was enough to make Jian Jia despair.
And the current Han Lang was obviously in line with the standard, and even exceeded it!
Lan Xing limped back. This idiot never thought about himself, only orders. Whatever Han Lang ordered him to do, he would do it. If Han Lang didn't give him an order, Lan Xing would just stand beside Han Lang in a daze. He wouldn't leave even a step.
Therefore, even if he was injured and limping, he still desperately ran to Han Lang's side. Other than his master's side, this fool wouldn't go anywhere else.
"Fool, you fool." Han Lang squatted down and carefully examined Lan Xing's wound.
Han Lang felt very gratified and satisfied.
Silver Fox, Lan Xing, the disobedient Heidan, and the little guys around him had sworn to protect him. They had also moved Han Lang time and time again. It was not enough to treat them well.
Han Lang knew the Genetic Beast Fusion Technique. It was a technique that used one's own Source Power to promote the division, regeneration, and fusion of the beast's cells.
Han Lang used the Fusion Technique to temporarily heal Lan Xing. Further treatment would have to wait until he returned to the base.
"Bear with it for a while. Let's go and help Yuchi Dao now!"
Han Lang jumped on Lan Xing's back and prepared to help Yuchi Dao.
On the other side, loud rumbling sounds could be heard continuously. Yuchi Dao and Yuan Du were locked in a fierce battle. Judging from the situation, Yuchi Dao was probably not Yuan Du's match. Yuan Du's armor was extremely powerful. It had already torn several parts of Yuchi Dao's golden body.
If Han Lang joined in at this time, with the power of his Flying Feather Bow and the close combat ability of Yuchi Dao's golden body, he might have a chance to kill Yuan Du on the spot.
Suddenly, just as Han Lang was about to help Yuchi Dao, he heard a strange sound coming from behind him. In the distance, Silver Fox and Jianjia were desperately waving their hands, reminding Han Lang to pay attention to his back. The loyal Silver Fox even crawled back to Han Lang's side and was hugged by Jianjia.
Han Lang turned around and was immediately stunned.
He saw the Eight-Clawed Flying Nether slowly climbing up. In his broken head, there was a crystal-like insect egg. There were eight human heads on the insect egg, and one of them was a Lion Eagle!
"This monster isn't dead yet!?" Han Lang shouted in his heart.
Divine Bow, Flying Feather!
Han Lang once again pulled the Flying Feather Bow to its fullest. Although this would consume a lot of Han Lang's energy, it was the most reasonable way for him to kill this monster!
Since the Eight-Clawed Flying Nether had such a strong vitality, he had to kill it with his strongest attack!
Swoosh!
Han Lang pulled the longbow and aimed at the crystal insect egg in the Eight-Clawed Flying Nether's head.
Boom!
Flying Feather Bow!
Silver Dragon Wild Dance!
The Divine Bow, Flying Feather, carried an insufferably arrogant aura and attacked!
The light was so strong that it was as if a sunspot had exploded, making it hard for people to open their eyes!
Suddenly, the crystal insect egg exploded!
A huge wing stretched out from the insect egg and blocked Han Lang's Flying Feather Bow like a shield.
Rumble!
Han Lang's Flying Feather Bow did not hit the Eight-Clawed Flying Nether, but the crystal wing!
After a while, the dust settled. Han Lang saw the crystal wing shatter like glass, and the transparent crystal scattered on the ground.
This crystal wing actually blocked Han Lang's Flying Feather Bow!
At the same time, the monster inside the crystal insect egg finally appeared. It was a transparent insect, like a cicada that had broken out of its cocoon. One of its wings was broken because it blocked the Flying Feather Bow, but the other wing was still intact.
What was even more terrifying was that there were eight other heads installed on the crystal cicada's head. They were the Corpse Race survivors led by the Lion Eagle. They were the ones who gave the Eight-Clawed Flying Nether the ability to control corpses.
"Crystal Insect, Armor Piercing Flying Devil!" Seeing this scene from afar, Jianjia shouted with a pale face.
From her trembling voice, it was not hard to tell that this was an extremely powerful species!
Yes, what Han Lang saw now was the true body of the Eight-Clawed Flying Nether. The eight Corpse Race survivors, the Eighth Generation Nether Water King, the Crystal Insect, and the Armor Piercing Flying Devil!
Three completely different species, fusing, evolving, and mutating, finally formed this unprecedentedly powerful monster called the Eight-Clawed Flying Nether!
After all, it was a top-notch combat creature created by Yuan Du. Han Lang did not know the inside story, but how could it be so easy to kill such an Eight-Clawed Flying Nether?
Although the core of this combination, the Nether Water King, had been seriously injured by Han Lang, he still had the power of the Armor Piercing Flying Devil!
The Crystal Insect Piercing Flying Devil was not only powerful, but it also had enough intelligence. At the critical moment, it broke one of its wings and dissolved Han Lang's Flying Feather Bow.
Han Lang looked at his right hand. Although the Flying Feather was strong, it consumed a lot of energy. After shooting with the bow twice in a row, Han Lang's right arm was already trembling slightly. That kind of soreness was hard to describe with words.
This Eight-Clawed Flying Nether actually did not die! Moreover, it had evolved into its second form!
Han Lang's situation was difficult!
Ka ~
The automatic medicine box on his left arm opened again, and another three powerful drugs were swallowed by Han Lang!
It was either you die or I live!
At this time, Han Lang did not care about the warning of Black Night.
As long as he could kill this monster, he would throw caution to the wind!
.....
Yuchi Dao's battle and Han Lang's battle were so intense that they would not stop until one of them died. No one noticed that a little blue guy was flying over from the sky.
That was Xiao Bao. Before the battle began, Han Lang had ruthlessly thrown him out, hoping that the well-behaved little guy would not be injured by this cruel battle.
The strong protected the weak. Han Lang was not wrong, but he did not know the pain in Xiao Bao's heart.
Once, twice, thrice. Xiao Bao had implicated Han Lang, implicated everyone! This made him feel like a knife was being twisted in his heart.
Xiao Bao was well-behaved and kind. The kinder a person was, the more guilty they would feel.
Xiao Bao hated himself. He hated himself for not being strong enough, for not being brave enough. He hated himself for being the last generation of predestined creatures and carrying the curse on his body.
As the last generation of predestined creatures, if nothing unexpected happened, Xiao Bao's life would be filled with tragedy. He would wander from place to place for a lifetime, and eventually die miserably and alone.
However, Han Lang told him to f * ck his fate! A person's fate could only be controlled by themselves!
Xiao Bao had once believed in Han Lang, but fate was fate. Unfortunate things would still befall Xiao Bao one after another. Furthermore, he was constantly implicating Han Lang, implicating those who loved and cared for him!
Xiao Bao flew towards Han Lang with all his might. His eyes were tearing up.
"Why am I so useless!? Why!?
"I hate myself! I hate myself!
"If I'm destined to implicate Han Lang for the rest of my life, then I might as well just die!
Fate was powerful. Even though Xiao Bao was only a child, he had long been tortured by his tragic fate.
He saw Han Lang fighting, a difficult battle. Facing the powerful Eight-Clawed Nether Flying Demon, Han Lang used all his strength, but still could not kill him. Instead, he was gradually weakening with each exchange.
Han Lang had already eaten his ninth Berserk God. The side effects of the drug were tormenting Han Lang's nerves, giving him a splitting headache. When he was cultivating his soul power, Han Lang had suffered soul injuries. Forcefully using soul power caused his soul injuries to worsen. The white halo surrounding him began to flicker.
From a certain perspective, Han Lang had come to the golden pagoda with injuries!
He had fought until now with injuries!
This was the unyielding Han Lang!
Even in death, he refused to admit defeat!
Xiaobao even saw the limping Lan Xing, with several of his claws broken and a gaping wound on his back. Yet, he still loyally protected Han Lang, following Han Lang as he charged towards the seemingly undying Eight-Clawed Nether Flying Demon!
Xiao Bao also saw Silver Fox. He was clearly exhausted, but Silver Fox glared at him. Even if he had to lie down, he still wanted to lie down beside Han Lang!
Jianjia wanted to protect him, but Silver Fox, who only had Han Lang in his heart, anxiously bit Jianjia!
Helpless, Jianjia could only carry Silver Fox and rush over. With her weak combat strength, she threw herself into the cruel battlefield.
Xiao Bao discovered that Han Lang and the people around him were all very strong!
The more Han Lang showed his unyielding fighting spirit, the more Xiao Bao felt that he was too weak, too timid! He was not worthy of being protected by such a group of cute people!
Ao ~
Xiao Bao shed tears and let out a heart-wrenching scream.
"This can't go on. You have to be brave! You have to be brave! "Xiao Bao warned himself in his heart.
He saw the cracked head of the Eight-Clawed Nether Flying Demon. The head did not heal because of the appearance of the Armor Breaking Flying Demon. It was still in a cracked state.
Xiao Bao gritted his teeth, braced himself, and flew over as fast as he could!
"Either be brave! Otherwise, you can just die! "
Xiao Bao decided to directly enter the head of the Eight-Clawed Nether Flying Demon. Even if he had to bite it with his teeth, he had to bite this monster to death!
Otherwise, how could he face Han Lang and so many people who risked their lives to protect him!
This child summoned his unprecedented courage and rushed forward.
However, he did not know that the original body of the monster was actually the eighth generation Nether Water King. He was his father's brother, which was also his uncle …
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