Chapter one hundred and ninety, the battle of the giants

The evil monk's demonization is also one of his big cards. With the growth of cultivation, the demonization has become more and more thorough. Now he can become a real devil. Now he is full of confidence, no matter what the cat driver is, how strange, i could have taken care of him myself.

But the cat driver did not as he hoped, the cat driver slowly out of the black fire, there is no injury, the whole person is showing an evil spirit, let people unconsciously fear. The devil monk looked at the cat driver in their own devil's fire can be left unscathed, do not know what to think.

The monk's hands had turned to black demon claws, their sharp claws flashing black light, and the monk's claws clasped above his head.

"The evil spirit swallows the sky. " The evil monk roared a loud voice, originally clenched claw suddenly in the middle loosened some to form a round hole, and just then has the black evil spirit gushing out from the middle, the target is coming to the cat driver.

This is the trick of the evil monk after demonization, using the magic gas compression and then shot out, the magic gas with a very strong corrosive, specifically to restrain the physical defense strong, physical defense can be corroded again, ... And when it gets inside, it spreads to the inside of the body...

The cat driver was still walking towards the evil monk with an evil smile. He turned a blind eye to the evil spirit that had shot into his body. The Evil Spirit of the evil monk shot into the cat driver's chest and disappeared directly. The big hole that was supposed to appear did not appear, moreover oneself releases the evil spirit to seem to disappear directly, the evil monk hurries to stop, this evil spirit but own hard work and practice can not waste in vain. Since the magic attack wasn't working, the monk went back to hand-to-hand combat, and he had a sudden feeling that he wouldn't have an easy time fighting the madman once he was demonized. The thought flashed into his mind, and his attention returned to the cat driver.

Looking at the monk's black claws caught over, the cat driver's two arms suddenly stretched into a whip, just close to the monk is left and right to open the bow. The Evil Monk also noticed the change of the cat driver. He could have dodged, but now he is also very angry. He hasn't played any advantage in half a day. He doesn't have to play any longer to dodge, i don't know if my demonization will last that long. Simply ready to fight hard, the cat driver's attack also does not care, own demonic body's defense strength is very strong, thought also can withstand.

However, since the cat driver's first whip hit the monk, the monk knew it was not good. As soon as he was hit, he felt that his demonic power had been reduced. However, the cat driver's whip was still being whipped desperately, each time a demon monk was drawn, the demon monk's power was reduced by one point. Before he got close, he felt that his demonization was coming to an end. This was not the normal end time, but was forced to end after he had lost a lot of demon power, the final blow drew the monk out directly, at the same time the black pattern on his body also slowly faded, and returned to the original look, the whole person felt a weak, this is also a legacy of demonization.

"I give up, " said the monk, gritting his teeth, very unwilling, but there is no way, he is now weak, there is no way to fight with this madman and abnormal, continue to fight only self-humiliation.

"The game is won by the cat driver... " The high priest announced the result of the game.

The monk himself stepped down from the ring, he was not hurt, just exhausted, take some restorative medicine in the rest can recover.

The blood from the cat driver's eyes was gone, and he had returned to his old state, and now, somewhat dazed, he stood on the ring, and, under the order of the high priest, stepped out of the ring, and returned to his place. The high priest took a look at the cat driver and asked what he wanted to know, but did not say.

"What was the matter with you just now? You seem to have changed... " asked the driver of the cat, who could not help being curious.

"I don't know, suddenly lost and burnt, as if asleep, may be a little NAP. " The cat driver stroked his head, some confused way.

Cold Nebula saw the evil dragon one eye, the evil dragon also returns with a helpless expression, he also guessed to ask what result, but still did not give up the heart to ask once.

"Next match, torturers versus titans... " the high priest announced.

The torturers were the young men of the Department of torture, and Titan was from the department of giant Gods. They were all descended from giants, and as adults, they were short for two meters. Titan is now about two and a half meters tall, and that is not the final height, the body continues to grow with age and strength.

The torturer was wearing the ceremonial robe of the high priest today, but after only a day, he was dressed as if he hadn't washed in a year, and restored to the tramp's form, and the high priest watched as his heart stopped, this image is also hopeless. If you go out on behalf of Qiling Mountain, it is really a disgrace to qiling mountain. In the past, the Guardians also had a few lazy ones. Even they were too lazy to eat, but they were not so dirty, AH, alas, try Not to let him go down the mountain, thought the high priest.

Titan, a large, bald man, had already undressed, and had jumped naked into the ring, where the audience felt the ground shake.

"How heavy it must be, " said the cold Nebula, smacking his tongue. The ring was specially made, and the effect could be achieved with a single jump.

"This titan seems to be of giants' blood, " said the dragon to the cold Nebula.

"I heard that, too, " said Cold Nebula.

"The giants I speak of are not the giants of the misty forest, but the giants of the divine world, also known as the titans, are very powerful in the divine world, but they are relatively few in number, and have always been in seclusion, and I don't know how this titan ended up here, some Titan's bastard or what... .. The Evil Dragon is still very interested in gossip.

"What is the matter with this misty forest? There are so many divine races, Demons, Dragon Raja, and so on. I thought it would be rare for an Elf to appear in the land of miracles, " the cold nebula whispered.

"I also thought about this question, I fell to the place is not the miracle land, how after Nirvana will be reborn in the misty forest, and this giant God Department, God department, Sea King Department is obviously not the miracle of the mainland's indigenous people, this misty forest must be something, when I succeed in practice, must figure out, perhaps also can get something precious. " The Evil Dragon again began in that fantasy.

"that you find treasure to want to let me see see. " Cold Nebula jokingly way.

"No problem... " said the evil dragon with a smile.

As the high priest announced the start of the race, the torturer took out a chain from nowhere, and passed it on to the torturer, which caught Titan's leg, and the torturer pulled hard, trying to trip the big man but the power gap was too wide, it didn't move at all. Titan smiled at the dry man in front of him, shaking his legs, the executioner was thrown out. Then Titan took off, actually jumping, a jump of five meters high, and dropped heavily on the torturer from the sky.

The torturer was no fool, and though he would have liked to have tried the blow, he knew that the Titan's weight was no joke, and that he would have been hurt by the blow, and that would have been no fun. The torturer did a back flip with one hand, and the Titan hit the ground like a cannonball, sending up clouds of dust and smoke just a second before Titan hit the ground.

The torturer knew that it would be very bad for him to go up against this Titan, that he was a warrior of the flesh, and that this titan was also a man of the flesh, and that the Great God was known for his great body and his unequaled strength, titan is the best of them all. Just like the Leopard met the bull, although the leopard is also physically strong, but the head-on confrontation is definitely not the bull's opponent, can only rely on agility to seek opportunities. The torturer snaked closer to Titan, trying to find an opportunity in his dexterity, the more clumsy the enemy, the less agile he became.

Sure enough, Titan was not used to this kind of circuitous attack, did not know which side to attack, simply stood in place waiting, waiting for the enemy to take the initiative close. The torturer came up to Titan, and the Titan's ready punch was an instant hit, but the torturer immediately slipped to Titan's side and landed a palm on Titan's waist. Titan felt that the blow was light and had no force at all, and he wondered why the Tramp, though thin, was at least a well known figure, and that the Ministry of Torture was a tribe that trained its flesh to its limits, the attack shouldn't have been so weak, Titan immediately took a step back. He had a feeling he would have to retreat now.

Sure enough, at the moment Titan withdrew, a sharp white bone grew from the torturer's hand, about a meter long. Fortunately, Titan was quick to respond. If he felt that there was a problem, he immediately withdrew, that would have made a hole in Titan's lower back, but even so, blood was coming out of Titan's lower back and he wasn't as quick to dodge it as the bone had been piercing it, lacerating the skin.

Titan was also surprised, he did not expect the hands of the executioner can grow bones, even directly to their own body broken, Titan knows that he is the divine realm of giant blood, although not pure, but also the body of a demigod, plus practice is that some weapons are difficult to break through their physical defense, did not expect this torture can hurt themselves, but also glad that just feel bad immediately retreat right.