Chapter 327 Fall

Clark didn't even look at the magic effect he released, and turned around and left quickly. "Bond of the Wind God" is Clark's best magic. Although it does not have much lethality, it has a very good effect on trapping people. Clark's strength at the mid-stage level of the God above is fully exerted. Even if he is trapped, it will take some time to break through. This period of time is enough for Clark to escape to the safe area.

"Damn it, this time I lost a lot." Clark cursed fiercely in his heart. Not only did he not grab Wang Biao's main artifact, he almost capsized in the gutter, which made him very angry. At the same time, he also secretly swore that after escaping this disaster, he must ask others for help, take revenge on Wang Biao and get back his face. At the same time, he also grabbed the wings of the Wind God that he coveted.

"...Cecil, that idiot, who didn't even understand the opponent's strength, dared to take action. He was completely impatient to live! He almost got in!" Clark thought about it more and more unbalanced. If Cecil hadn't come to ask him to take action, he wouldn't have encountered such a danger. Although the reason he agreed to take action was completely moved by Cecil's revenge. He was worried that the responsibility he had now been completely shirked to Cecil's head.

Now, he was even planning to knock Cecil hard after returning to Tianxuan City. In the past, Cecil had the identity of the city lord, and James Drucker was not easy to mess with, so Clark has always avoided conflicts with Drucker. This time, James Drucker was definitely dead for death. He no longer had to worry about it.

"Damn it! Break it open for me!" The "Shapolang" sword in Wang Biao's hand flashed with dazzling white light, and he slashed the right-wing sword on the "Wind God's Bond" exerted by Clark. However, these ropes composed of wind-type energy seemed extremely strong. After more than ten swords, Wang Biao returned without success. Although the binding force coming from the rope was getting weaker and weaker, it would take a lot of time to break free. By the time he broke free from it, Clark would probably have run away long ago.

"Holy Light? Judgment!" "Holy Light? Judgment!" Wang Biao bombarded the ropes made of wind-type energy with one sword after another. After he continuously bombarded hundreds of swords, the ropes finally turned into nothingness. Wang Biao finally broke free from it. However, the continuous bombardment also consumed a lot of his consumption. If it were someone else, even a powerful man at the upper level of the god level would probably have exhausted his divine power at this time and would be very tired.

A large amount of divine power was sprayed out from the heart of light, and the energy in the sky was quickly swallowed up by Wang Biao. The divine power he consumed quickly recovered to half of its appearance. At this time, the wings of the Wind God behind him burst out again with a strong blue light. With the wings blowing, he was already chasing Clark quickly in the direction where he left.

There is no doubt that with the strength of Bruno and Lightning, it would be very easy to complete the tasks assigned by Wang Biao before. If he is responsible for chasing Clark, he will run away from death, then it would be embarrassing. Even for this reason, Clark must die.

"Swish!" Wang Biao exerted his speed to the extreme. His whole person was like a meteor passing through the sky, quickly chasing Clark in the direction of disappearing. At the same time, his anger was also accumulating, accumulating higher and higher.

The Wings of the Wind God did not disappoint Wang Biao. More than ten minutes later, Wang Biao caught up with Clark who was running away quickly. When Wang Biao blocked Clark, he scared the other party to death.

"Damn it, I am a subordinate of Emperor Xuanluo. Do you really dare to provoke Emperor Xuanluo's majesty?" Master Clark screamed. This time, he really felt the space for death. This shocked him. He had to move out of his backer, hoping to shock Wang Biao with this so that he could escape his life.

However, what he didn't know was that Wang Biao had already become murderous of him. He had to die.

"Go to die! Holy Light? Judgment!" A huge white lightsaber formed above Wang Biao's head, shining with dazzling light, and slashed towards Clark fiercely.

"Damn it, I'm really going to die, Emperor Xuanluo won't let you go!" Clark was furious and hurriedly hid to the side. With his experience, it is not difficult to see that Wang Biao's angry blow, even if he insisted on taking it, he would probably suffer a serious injury.

"Hmph! Want to hide? Can you hide? In the name of God? Space imprisonment! Daluozhi!" Wang Biao chanted softly. His divine power was passing wildly. At the same time, a strange aura surrounded Clark, imprisoning him tightly inside.

"Damn it, it's the Daluo Sword?" Until now, Clark was truly shocked and regretted it very much. If he had known this, he would have given him ten courage, and he would not have dared to come and provoke Wang Biao and the others. After being shrouded by the Daluo Sword, despite his desperate struggle, he could never break free.

"Boom!" The huge white lightsaber in the sky bombarded Clark's body. Although he found that he could not break free, Clark set up a thick defense in front of him. However, he was still shattered by Wang Biao's sword. At the same time, his face turned pale in an instant. Obviously, Wang Biao's attack caused him to suffer a lot.

"Damn kid, this time you are proud. As long as you can escape this disaster, just wait for my revenge!" Clark swears secretly. He gave Wang Biao a resentful look, and his resentment towards Wang Biao had risen to an irreconcilable level, and his life and death.

Clark did not launch a counterattack, but chose to escape without looking back. However, facing Wang Biao, who had the wings of the Wind God in his hand, he was destined to be a cup. After intercepting Clark who wanted to escape, Wang Biao launched a fatal blow directly.

"God said! There must be darkness! Great prophecy!" Wang Biao's face was full of piety and holiness. His whole body was shining with white light, just like a god. Over the past twenty years, Wang Biao has been practicing Great prophecy, which made him more comfortable in the use of Great prophecy. At the same time, in terms of power, it is completely different from before.

The sunny day seemed to be dark all of a sudden. At least in Clark's opinion, he found himself imprisoned in a space. At the same time, his body was imprisoned. It was becoming increasingly difficult to mobilize divine power.

Darkness descended into the whole world, and the light seemed to be driven away by darkness. The entire space completely dimmed, and then it became even darker. At the same time, this darkness contained an extremely powerful force.

Clark felt that after he was wrapped in darkness, under the invasion and corrosion of this dark force, his body began to turn into nothingness bit by bit. Starting from his feet, he finally slowly spread upwards.

"No!" Clark let out a shrill roar and began to mobilize the divine power in his body, trying to disperse this terrifying dark power and fight against the great prophecy.

However, all this was in vain. His calves soon became nothing, followed by his knees, and then his thighs, spreading upward little by little.

"Damn it, I lost, please let me go. I'm willing to pay enough!" Clark shouted. At this point, he really felt scared.

Faced with Clark's plea, Wang Biao was unmoved at all. In less than a minute, Clark's body was only half left. At this time, the great prophecy finally dissipated. As the power of the great prophecy became higher and higher, and the consumption was also rising sharply. With Wang Biao's current strength, he could not hold on for too long. If he wanted to use the great prophecy at will, it would be difficult even if he broke through to the realm of the ten-winged angel. Perhaps only a powerful main god could afford such a powerful output of divine power.

As soon as the Great Prophecy was lifted, Clark's body was immediately wrapped in a ball of green light. He was ready to repair his broken body as soon as possible.

However, Wang Biao would not give him another chance. Once the great prophecy was lifted, Wang Biao had already appeared behind Clark. The "Shapolang" sword in his hand stabbed into Clark's back with a fierce sword and directly bombarded his divine character.

"Die! This time, you will not have any chance!" Wang Biao's "Shapolang" sword strangled his vitality in Clark's broken body.

"Let me go!" Clark begged desperately.

A ray of holy flame came from Wang Biao's "Shapolang" sword. It burned Clark's soul and body cleanly, leaving only a dim divine figure with a blue light.

Wang Biao grabbed the divine character in his hand and rushed to the place where Catherine and the others were. Clark, who was famous throughout the Xuanluo Empire, died there.

At this time in Tianxuan City, Cecil was waiting in his study for his father and Clark's victory return. In his opinion, the two superior gods were almost sure to take action this time.

"Master Lord, it's not good, Lord Clark's soul crystal is shattered!" A guard rushed into Cecil's study in a hurry.

"What? Lord Clark fell? How is this possible?" Cecil stood up from the chair with a slight whistle, full of astonishment and disbelief. The God of the Supreme, who is a powerful man in the middle stage of the Supreme God, could he die like this?

"Master Lord, this is true. Lord Clark's soul crystal has become powder!" The guard replied quickly.

"Damn it, where is my father? How is he?" Cecil suddenly roared. Compared to Clark's life and death, he cared more about the safety of his father, James Drucker.
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