All My Skills Are Picked Up

"Three, two, one! Crush it!"    

"One, two, four, five or six seven. Don't let go, you need a raise!"    

"Who the f * ck is singing!?"    

"D * mn, don't make me laugh. It's a critical moment!"    

...    

Everyone muttered and pushed Fulong's body to the ground.    

At this moment, no matter how many Devil Cultivators and warriors there were, they all stretched out their necks to look at this place.    

They might not be able to get close, nor would they dare to get close. But there was no doubt that they were all paying attention to the situation on this side at all times.    

"Hurry, my flesh doesn't have consciousness guiding it, just a walking corpse. It will be completely crushed!"    

Fulong's consciousness roared in Su Mengxian's mind.    

The current situation of the battle did not allow Su Mengxian any more time to resist.    

Su Mengxian could only get up and walk towards the center of the battlefield step by step. There was nothing she could do no matter how much she struggled in her heart.    

Her stupidity made her walk to an irreparable stage. Su Mengxian didn't even know that if she really helped Fulong complete his transformation. Would she die on the spot?    

She clenched her fists and continued to approach. Lo Tian and the others naturally could not sense the real danger approaching.    

Fulong, who was caught by the fishing net, struggled wildly at first. Then, his struggling speed began to weaken.    

The golden light on the fishing net was like a deadly poison to the Devil Cultivator, causing Fulong's aura to weaken and his body to shrink.    

Sure enough, every penny was worth it. Good things were good things.    

Seeing that Fulong was about to die, Lei Jian shouted, "Attack! Remember, don't use your Martial Qi! Use brute force to kill him!"    

Zhao Yixian's voice followed closely, "Be more alert. If anyone dares to trigger his Swallowing Strength Demon Body, I will stab them to death!"    

"Understood!"    

"Don't worry, it's fine!"    

All the deacons were experienced and could not make mistakes at such a crucial moment.    

Lo Tian took out his Pig Slaughtering Knife and put down the fishing net with one hand. Then, he rushed forward with a strange cry.    

If the knife did not carry any warrior qi, then it was purely relying on the brute force of the strength essence attribute.    

From this point of view, Lo Tian was definitely the first to take the lead. Under the blade light, he kept cutting off Fulong's flesh and blood.    

"Mr Lo, give me some space!"    

Suddenly, Lo Tian also heard Fatty Zhang's shout.    

As soon as he moved aside, Fatty Zhang roared and threw a mess of things onto Fulong's body.    

With a loud bang, Fulong let out a cry of pain. His explosion was much more satisfying than the others' brute force.    

"Good stuff!"    

"Fatty, how many Heaven Striking Balls do you have left!?"    

"This is not a Skyblast Balls, this is an ordinary Blackfire Balls. I've brought everything I have with me. It's really exciting! "    

" Hahahaha, well done. "    

" Wait, step back, step back! "    

Suddenly, Lo Tian saw that Fulong, who had been blasted into a bloody mess, seemed to be angry.    

He suddenly opened his huge mouth and spat out a stream of blood from his mouth, which then went straight towards Fatty Zhang.    

The blood arrow pierced through the hole in the fishing net at an incredible speed. Lo Tian reacted quickly and pulled Fatty Zhang away. However, he was exposed to the blood arrow and was sent flying on the spot.    

"Mr Lo!"    

Fatty Zhang let out a panicked cry and rushed to Lo Tian's side. He saw that Lo Tian's left arm and arm had been completely corroded.    

Corrosive blood seemed to have some kind of deadly poison. Lo Tian's face turned extremely ugly.    

"What the f * ck? He still has the ability to fight back. Seal the pagoda!"    

"Ah, die for me!"    

"Beat him up!"    

Seeing Lo Tian get injured in an instant, Lei Jian immediately began to exert more strength. At the same time, Lei Jian also threw out his trump card.    

It was a small tower. It expanded with the wind and immediately turned into a 300 meter tall tower.    

Just as everyone thought that the huge tower was going to smash Fulong down in a suppressive manner. All of a sudden, eight stone arms, big eyes, and a huge mouth grew out of the tower.    

"Wayaya, Lord Tower is here, I'll beat you to death!"    

The eight arms attacked, madly smashing the ground, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to shake.    

Its explosion immediately forced the other deacons to retreat, in case they were accidentally injured.    

Seeing the Eight Armed Treasure Tower's crazy attack, the deacons' expressions all changed.    

"Someone really bought this thing?"    

"Isn't this the so-called spiritual contamination tower titan?"    

"What Spirit Pollution? It looks like its fighting ability is pretty good!"    

"You'll know what spiritual contamination is later."    

Before the deacon could finish his sentence, he heard the giant eight-armed tower start to crazily shout.    

"I'm going to tear you apart, I'm going to crush you, I'm going to tear off your flesh, I'm going to smash your butt, I'm going to blow up your head..."    

The voice was neither sharp nor heavy, it was just a telepathic message. After listening for a while, he felt as if there were countless mosquitoes buzzing in his ears.    

The Eight-armed Pagoda clearly did not need to breathe or breathe, so as long as it recited it, it would not be finished.    

The deacons looked at the pagoda and did not know what to say.    

This thing even has friendly attacks!    

"Too polluted, too energetic. Lei Jian, take it!"    

"Aiya, can't you shut it up?"    

"Who invented this thing? I have to kill it when I go back."    

He had not even lasted for a hundred breaths, and Fulong had not even been beaten to death. It was the deacons present who could not bear it anymore.    

Even Corpse King who was watching from afar couldn't hold it in for a moment.    

"F * ck, shut up!"    

Corpse King's furious roar immediately attracted the attention of many deacons.    

Hsu Yiheng quickly stepped forward and covered Corpse King's mouth, saying, "Master, I lost my composure!"    

Corpse King immediately said, "Damn it, deacons, what kind of sh * t is this? Withdraw, who cares what Fulong did. I don't want to hear that broken pagoda read again. "    

" Yes! "    

Hsu Yiheng and Corpse King quickly retreated to another place.    

At this moment, Fulong's body, which had been suppressed to the point where he could barely breathe, seemed to have finally reached its limit.    

All of a sudden, Fulong's body turned completely black.    

After that, a violent contraction occurred. It could be seen with the naked eye that the entire heaven and earth had been pulled and wrinkled like a piece of cloth.    

Lei Jian instantly felt that something was wrong, and he immediately made a decision and shouted.    

"Step back!"    

The other deacons retreated, and Lo Tian was also pulled to the side by Fatty Zhang.    

Following that, a wild beast's roar sounded, and in the next moment, Fulong's flesh became the center.    

A loud sound was heard, and the sky was filled with blood flames.    

This blood flame lit up the sky, lit up the earth, and also lit up the golden fishing net and pagoda.    

Under the blood flame, everything quickly disappeared.    

There was no burning aura. Only darkness and void quickly spread out from under Fulong's body.    

The deacons who had retreated to the side all turned pale with fright.    

This power was unheard of, it really looked like it was going to destroy a Devil King.    

Fulong's body was kneeling on one knee in the dark void. The blood flame covered his entire body, causing his body to become sluggish.