Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

Nourished by the innate abilities created by Han Zhan Shennong's tripod.

The barrels of the two antique props belonging to Chen Dubei, white sandalwood and black ivory, have also returned to their straight and firm state, as if they had taken two small blue pills.

The contest between Han Zhan and the God of Pure Beauty ended with both sides losing.

Only you are left as the final link to overwhelming victory.

Thinking of this, Chen Dubei's eyes became hot.

He raised the white sandalwood and black ivory with both hands, pointed the black barrel at the God of Pure Beauty who stood still, and grinned:

"Then, come on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled the trigger.

The two muzzles spurted flames at the same time, roaring like a wild beast.

boom!

Two bullets, black and white, hit the God of Pure Beauty at the same time.

However, an unexpected scene occurred.

The two bullets failed to successfully penetrate the body of the God of Pure Beauty and were directly bounced away.

Chen Dubei's eyelids twitched slightly, "It is true that the white sandalwood and black ivory bullets are made from the corpse of the god, but my current state is only the ninth level peak, and the bullets condensed by me cannot penetrate the pure beauty of the god. defense!"

After thinking about this, Chen Dubei pursed his lips hard.

He knew he didn't have much time.

Although the God of Pure Beauty was severely injured, his complexion is gradually recovering, and even the big hole in his chest is slowly healing.

On the other hand, Han Zhan still had his eyes closed at this time, trying hard to fight the effects of aging on him.

Even so, he continues to look older.

"Hey." Chen Dubei sneered.

Without thinking he pulled the trigger again.

Two black and white bullets were still ejected from the muzzle of the gun, and they were still blocked by the divine body of the God of Pure Beauty and bounced out.

He ignored it and continued to pull the trigger with all his strength.

In just ten breaths, Chen Dubei pulled the trigger a total of fifty times.

Hundreds of bullets appeared in the realm of pure beauty.

Because these bullets are made from the body of gods, although they are also affected by the aging effect, the aging rate is much slower than that of the ninth level.

Chen Dubei's luck showed its greatest effect at this time.

Black and white bullets collided in the air at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

After the collision, new bullets were split, and then collided with other split bullets again in the blink of an eye.

Copy and copy again and again and again.

Suddenly, the entire sky above the pure beauty field was covered with black and white bullets.

They are so densely packed that they seem to dye the sky into black and white.

Sudden.

Chen Dubei raised his hands high and pointed his gun at the sky.

He didn't look at it and fired two shots based on his feeling.

At this time, there are still thirty breaths left.

After Chen Dubei fired these two shots, an incredible scene occurred.

The sky, which was originally chaotic in black and white, suddenly became distinctly black and white.

The white bullets occupied half of the sky, and the black bullets occupied the other half.

Then the next second, these bullets shot in the same direction.

There is where the God of Pure Beauty resides!

Such an incredible scene, only luck can do it!

In the realm of pure beauty, an extremely spectacular scene appeared in front of everyone.

Those were densely packed black and white bullets. They were orderly, directional, and impartial, and they blasted towards the center of the brow of the God of Pure Beauty.

The first white bullet accurately hit the God of Pure Beauty between the eyebrows.

Not surprisingly, the bullet bounced back along the same path.

The second characteristic of antique props white sandalwood and black ivory is that when bullets of the same color collide, a violent explosion will occur.

As a result, the bullet returning from the original path collided with the second bullet, making a loud bang.

Such an explosion still cannot cause any harm to the God of Pure Beauty.

However, what the God of Pure Beauty needs to face at this moment is not just these two white bullets, but trillions of bullets!

They will complete tens of billions of explosions in just a few breaths.

Even if each explosion caused minimal damage to the gods, the slight damage would reach a very terrifying level after being accumulated hundreds of billions of times.

Within the next ten breaths.

The sound of explosions was continuous and endless.

Between the brows of the God of Pure Beauty, the originally smooth and jade-like head had a crack visible to the naked eye.

As the explosion continued, the crack gradually expanded and then expanded.

Eventually it expands to the entire face.

Like a completely shattered mask.

There are only the last ten breaths left.

The sky in the realm of pure beauty has returned to its original appearance.

Those dense black and white bullets all over the sky, all driven by Chen Dubei's luck, exploded between the brows of the God of Pure Beauty.

"It's over." Chen Dubei took a deep breath.

At this time, the antique props in his hand, the white sandalwood and black ivory gun barrels, had all turned red due to excessive use.

His eyes were locked on the brows of the God of Pure Beauty, and he raised his guns again, showing a familiar cynical smile:

"Remember my name."

"My name is, Lucky Gambler, Chen Dubei!" He laughed and pulled the trigger.

The last two bullets shot out of the gun's chamber.

Incredibly, these two bullets were both black!

This is luck!

Two jet-black bullets appeared between the brows of the God of Pure Beauty in the blink of an eye.

Like the straw that broke the camel's back, they collided with each other and exploded.

In the explosion, the head of the God of Pure Beauty was completely shattered, and he was shot in the head.

The divine body of the God of Pure Beauty turned into countless pale golden fragments, floating in the air.

With the fall of the God of Pure Beauty, the realm of pure beauty also completely disappeared.

At this time, there are still three breaths left.

Han Zhan, who has got rid of the entanglement of aging, has not been able to return to his youthful appearance, but his life is no longer in danger.

He let out a heavy breath.

The same goes for Chen Dubei.

"It's over. Fortunately, I lived up to my fate."

Hearing Chen Dubei's words, Han Zhan also smiled on his face.

Before the smile could be fully formed, suddenly, a sharp giant blade penetrated from Chen Dubei's back to his chest.

Chen Dubei lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the giant blade that appeared on his chest.

He opened his mouth.

"So, is this the price you need to pay to kill a god with luck?"

No one thought that the backlash of luck would come so quickly.

However, what Han Zhan didn’t expect even more was that,

When the giant blade penetrated Chen Dubei's body, not a drop of blood spurted out.

Chen Dubei looked up at Han Zhan, with a wry smile on his face:

"It turns out that I was already dead."

After saying these words, his body dissipated little by little.

At the place where they disappeared, two new figures appeared.

It seemed that they had been waiting for a long time.

"The protagonist always appears at the end." Dawn Nine said with a chuckle.