Chapter 731, the eve of destruction

The red dragonfly has a magical power that seems to specifically restrain the soul.
Like a moth-like corpse, the corpse is madly attacking the tower, and all of them are burned to the ashes within 100 meters without exception.
Finally, the figure that brought destruction appeared.
Under the embrace of hundreds of silver corpses, slowly walked under the tower of God.
"The time has passed, your strength, how much is left? Can you hold the tower? Haha, I am waiting, this day has finally arrived, this last piece of pure land will tremble under my feet. Surrender, there is nothing that can stop the steps of the Emperor God..."
Destroyed the figure and looked up at the tower of God.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
Two dead black inks, from his eyes, bombarded on the tower of the Tongtian Futu.
The force of the red dragonfly lingering in the tower counterattacks.
However, this deadly gas seems to be able to restrain the power of the red scorpion. After less than a cup of tea, there is a bang, as if something is broken, some kind of guardian power disappears, and a layer of strange volatility Spread in all directions.
"kill!"
Destroy the figure and wave.
Thousands of corpses are like torrents, pouring into the tower of God.
The power of the red scorpion, no resistance.
Thousands of corpses, like the evil spirits who want to devour flesh and blood, make a sharp and screaming whistling, like a black countercurrent, madly rushing into the [Tongtian Futu Shenta], they are not Affected by the oppressive force in the tower, floating in the void, the speed is as fast as lightning, rushing toward the higher level...
"Oh...hehe...hahahaha..." Destroyed the figure and laughed at the sky. The laughter was like a nine-day-thunder screaming in the sky, shaking between the heavens and the earth, as if the of destruction was declaring war on this turbid world.
"what……"
"No, help..."
In the tower of the gods, the screams of horror were soon heard.
Finally, a wave of demon strongmen who entered the tower of the gods, under the shackles of defense, encountered a tide of tens of thousands of corpses, and almost did not set off a large wave, they were completely killed, even though their individual strength may be more than Any corpse is strong, but in the face of this group of monsters, it is still difficult to escape the fate...
In the blink of an eye, there are dozens of powerful demon kings who have died in the realm of the demon kingdom...
The body fell on the ground and blood flowed.
The corpse is like a group of ghosts who don't know how tired, and the floods generally rush toward higher towers.
Wherever they go, everything is extinct.
It’s just an hour, there are thousands of people and demons who have become the dead souls in their hands...
In addition to the [Tongtian Futu Shenta], the scene is even more terrifying.
The dark black cloud of darkness covers the entire sky within a few thousand miles, and the huge circular light door that turns like a demon eye opens. The pale green corpse falls like a raindrop from this light door. Down, madly rushing into the tower of the towering sky, overlooking the sky, it is like a pale green torrent...
The ruined figure step by step into the tower.
His side, always surrounded by hundreds of souls with almost physical body, is like the most loyal guard.
Step by step in the tower of the gods, this ruined figure seems to be everything in the tower, and I miss it very slowly, slowly examining it, although his side is an endless pale green corpse pouring toward the tower. It made a deafening sharp whistling, but all this seems to have nothing to do with him. The intoxicating expression is like enjoying a perfect picture under the warm sunshine.
Killing, madly in the tower of God.
In less than two hours, the first floor of the first day of the [Tiantian Futu Shenta] has been completely occupied by this terrible demon.
"Even if you die, you can't die in the hands of this group of monsters..."
On the edge of the small world of the ninety-ninth-story tower, facing the corpse soul that is used like a tidal wave, countless faces with a desperate color, do not want their bodies to be infested by the filthy soul. Eventually, I finally turned and jumped into the endless starry sky of [Xinghe Jiejie].
Even if they are lost forever in this cold, lonely, dark void, they are not willing to face this killing monster.
The "coagulation double-footed sword" in the hands of Lu Tianhua has been polluted by the power of the soul to become a pale green rust sword.
One of his arms was also smashed by the corpse.
Because he has the power left by the absolute strong before, he is almost the only human strong who can motivate the mysterious power, and his power is just the invisible power of blood inflammation that is biased towards the fire attribute. Can restrain the corpse, it is not a long time, he has no idea how many corpses are killed, but there are too many monsters, it is simply killing...
"call……"
Lu Tianhua is blood - his own blood.
He was dizzy, barely urging the power of blood inflammation to linger around the body, blocking the closeness of the corpse.
In front of me is a face that looks like a zombie, but it’s a dull face. I don’t know how many years ago, the strong men who died, but now there is only a trace of the power of the corpse, and it becomes a monster of killing. The figure is like a green mist, and it is hidden, and there are unspeakable surprises and horrors.
"Why are there so many corpses? Is this sacred hall site actually a bureau? Or..."
There are countless questions in the mind of Lu Tianhua.
He has already reached the edge of the first layer of the day [Xinghe Jiejie], and then he will be lost in the eternal star river, and in front of his eyes, it is green like a roaring roar.
"Be sure to tell others about what happened here, otherwise..."
Lu Tianhua simply can't imagine it. If it is suddenly attacked by this group of monsters, those who have entered the tower of more than one hundred layers will encounter disasters, and the humans and demon will ring in their ears. The death of the strong people is just a scream, maybe only those who are truly absolute, can deal with this terrible monster.
With a heart-to-heart, Lu Tianhua took a blue stone card from his arms and squirted a sharp blood on his tip.
call out!
He turned into a blue light and disappeared on the edge of the square.
At the same time, the ruined figure finally came to the entrance of the ninety-ninth-story small world.
Slowly walking into the small world of this cemetery, he sighed softly.
This sigh, as if there are endless regrets and yearnings, seems to be with strong resentment and killing.
When he looked up and looked around, in a pair of black scorpions, a black stream of light was scattered, like a liquid, with no pupils in his eyes, but an abyss of two black holes. The stars are twinkling, and the nebula is moving slowly...
Gently waved his hand.
The powerful corpse that always followed him as if it were a real, seemed to have gotten orders, passed by him, and entered the corpses that had been dead for tens of thousands of years.
The next moment, weird things happened.
The bodies that have been dead for tens of thousands of years have emerged from the inside out, and the blood of their bodies has dried up and become a solid. The clothes on the body are decaying like linen, and the weapons in their hands are rusted. The streaks have long lost their spirituality, but suddenly stood up.
These simply stiff bodies are like fossil-like bodies, suddenly ‘live’.
Hey!
Forced walking, let the already rigid body joints squeak, as if the bones were broken. At the beginning, these bodies were still stiff, like puppets, but it didn't take too long. They soon became walking like ordinary people, except that the clothes on their bodies were still broken.
They threw away the weapons that had been broken in their hands.
Between the green and white flashes, the corpse of the corpse appeared in the hands, like a green light knife and a lightsaber.
"Oh, although it is a dead body that has been dead for thousands of years, but after all, it is a strong person, still retains a trace of activity," the ruined figure hangs a smile: "How much time has been missed, but My master Shibo brothers and brothers, how high you were in the past, in your eyes, maybe I am just a poor worm, let you make fun of it, but now... I am the eternal body, soon It is going to be the master of this place, even the ruler of this continent, and you? Oh, it has been turned into history, and even your body has become the skin of my soul..."
He looked up and saw, in the square, countless bodies braved the green light and slowly stood up.
"Look, even the enemy corpse that you were helpless at the beginning, and now it has become my war slave skin. Should you thank me?"
Destroy the figure and walk slowly.
However, within a few steps, it spanned a distance of tens of kilometers and came to the front of the "Star River Enchantment" on the edge of the square.
All the corpse souls were blocked before this magical enchantment.
Although the corpse can continue to atomize and reunite, it is a headache, but in the face of this starry sky, this magical power has no effect. The space of eternal loneliness and darkness can swallow and exile everything, even if they are, enter them. Will also be lost forever...
The instinct to avoid the murder, let these corpses stay on the edge of the square crack.
"[Xinghe Jiejie], a big handwriting, this is the design you use to stop me..."
Destroying the figure and watching this starry sky quietly seems to be caught in some sort of memory that is confusing to him.
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"Come on... fast walk..." In the 120th floor of the [Tongtian Futuo Tower], Lu Tianhua met a dozen of the strong people of the Terran, and he couldn’t care about it and stumbled.
"What happened? Is the Yaozu shot?"
This is a few strong people, thinking that there is a strong demon behind the demon, and not very concerned, their strength is extremely strong, very confident.