Chapter 1161: Stunning battle
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Eight Desolate Sword God
- Tears And Rain
- 1429 characters
- 2021-01-31 10:15:21
"Tai Huang Tian Dao, Huang Tian Promise!"
The indifference of Shenhuang glances at the eternal destruction of the gods, and the inexhaustible power of the sacredness spurts out his body, which has evolved into a horrible image on his head, covering up the entire sky.
Under a blow, the power of the heavens merges with the blood of the void, and the power of terror seems to penetrate the nine days and ten circles.
"Eternal destruction of the gods, destroy the gods!"
The power of the gods and the emperor’s heavenly sects, the Yaotian, who dominated the eternal destruction of the gods, immediately launched the annihilation of the gods, and immediately took away the power of the people, forming the power to destroy the gods, and The fierce battle of the gods is together.
"Hey!"
Under a blow, the space instantly shattered and turned into nothingness, shaking the tremors of the entire Kunlun Holy Land.
When the eternal power of the gods and gods is horrible, it combines the power of Shen Yaotian and Ye Chenfeng, but the strength gap between the peak of the virtual and the imaginary is too great. Under the attack, who is equally divided, who is equally divided? Can't help anyone.
"The destruction of the gods, the power of the ancients!"
After a blow, Shen Yaotian continued to operate the eternal battle of the gods, forming the power of horror and attacking the gods.
But the power of Shenhuang is too horrible. He constantly exerts his unpredictable power, shattering the attack of the ancient annihilation, and constantly exerting pressure on Ye Chenfeng and others.
When everyone borrows from the ancient times to destroy the gods, the chaos, the beast, the sorrow, the of death, and the ancient Qianqiu are also fighting with the people of Taishentian.
With the help of Shenhuang, Taishen Day stepped into the ancient Qianqiu to the peak of the virtual god, bringing great danger to Gu Qianqiu and others.
"Qianqiu, you and I will fight against the gods!"
The dragon merged with Zulongzhu, and the hand-held Zulong sword appeared in the ancient Qianqiu, and said loudly.
"Good!"
The ancient millennium nodded, blending a number of big cards, to enhance their own combat power to the extreme, and the Dragon God attack to the gods.
Under the Dragon God, under the attack of Gu Qianqiu, it was difficult to resist the fierce attack of Taishen, and it was fiercely killed in the void.
"God, the four races!"
"Who is that person, how powerful is so amazing!"
The Battle of Kunlun Holy Land, alarmed the whole virtual world, let the major forces hear the news, watching the strength of the sky, hard to regret the ancient gods of the gods, many people are regretted by his amazing strength.
"This person should not be the legendary ancestor of the celestial gods!"
"Shen Huang, it is him, he is still alive!"
Many people have heard the name of the gods and know his horror.
"God, the gods are going to die with the tribes! If the tribes are defeated, I am afraid that the whole virtual world will be the world of the heavens."
When everyone was regretted by the power of the gods, when there was a lot of talks, a shrill sound broke out.
The sword who broke through to the realm of the late gods, with a large number of sword field masters, rushed to the Kunlun Holy Land and joined the battle.
The fierce killings have become more and more fierce, and there are constantly masters who have died in this battle of the world that shocked the whole virtual world.
And as the situation becomes more and more chaotic, more vain gods fall in the fierce battle.
"You guys, the is dead, and you have to pull a few of you to hell!"
The whole body is blood. The war demon who has been pierced by the body of a large virtual artifact, roaring with red eyes, madly rushed to the power of several celestial gods.
"Hey!"
The severely wounded warlord blew his body and launched a fatal blow to several celestial gods, and instantly took away the lives of two virtual gods.
"The war is dead!"
Ye Chenfeng, who constantly injects divine power into the eternal destruction of the gods, found that the war demon died, and there was a sorrow in his heart.
Although the war demon surrendered to him for a short time, but the war demon gave him great help, he even promised to bring the demon to stand on the top of the virtual world, but all of this is due to the death of the war demon. In order to make it easier, Ye Chenfeng also saw the cruelty of the war.
"Hey, dog choppers, Chaos Grandpa and you fight!"
The chaotic beast is powerful, but it can not withstand the destructive power brought by the melee. He is roaring with flesh and blood, and he burns the power of the blood to the greatest extent and launches the most deadly attack on the great power of the heavenly people.
"Swallowing!"
Looking at the chaos and the beasts to kill a few people, annihilating in the squadron of the gods, smashing attacking the gods, opening the mouth, instantly swallowed three people and several stalks, saved the lifeline Chaos beast.
"Hey!"
When there were more and more casualties, the long-sounding sound of nine days of rumbling sounded.
More than sixty phoenixes, with many geniuses, have passed through the transmission array and appeared in the ruined Kunlun Holy Land.
"The demon people!"
Hard regrets the ancient millennium, the dragon attacked the gods, and the people who saw the Yaozu also came to help, and the face instantly gloomy.
The phoenix is the top beast of the Yaozu. They appear at critical times and are very likely to change the situation.
Sure enough, with the help of the phoenix and other demon people, the pressure of Chaos, the gods, and Shen Henggu, the number of casualties of the Tian people began to increase.
But it’s really a fierce battle between the gods and the gods.
Sustaining a round of attack by Shen Huang, Shen Yaotian, who was in charge of destroying the gods, suffered tremendous pressure. Every attack of Shenhuang shocked her mouth.
"Mother, can you still insist?"
Feeling that Shen Yaotian’s injury is getting heavier and heavier, Ye Chenfeng’s heart is tight, and he asks.
"Reassure, I can still hold on!" Shen Yaotian took a deep breath: "We must insist on your breakthrough, only if you break through to the virtual god, we can repel them."
"There is no way to destroy the gods!"
The pale face of Shen Yaotian took a deep breath, and at the cost of the spurt of the blood of the gods, it ignited the blood of the gods, reversing the glory, and remorating the invincibility of the gods. The hit.
"Hey! God wants to see, you can resist the attack of God."
The gods screamed coldly, and the infinite levitation suspended above his head turned into two huge grinding discs, swaying the space, and the smashing bombardment on the eternal battlefield.
"Hey!"
With two major disc attacks, Shen Yaotian’s injury was further aggravated, and the blood spewed red on her clothes.
"Mother, let me help you control your heart!"
Ye Chenfeng looked at Shen Yaotian, who was under the most pressure and was overweight. He said with concern.
"Reassure your son, this little injury can't affect me!" Shen Yaotian took a deep breath, and the make-up clock broke her body. When the Yaotian and the creation clock were completely integrated, her physical strength The climb of the festival.
"Hey, make artifacts!" Shenhuang coldly said: "Well, time is almost the same, let you see the true strength of the gods."
Speaking, the space wood emerged from the body of the gods, and instantly became a world.
In this world, there are rivers, sun and moon, sea, land, and it is a brand new world.
"Go!"
The space gods evolved to the extreme, and the gods controlled this world to collide with the gods.
"Boom!"
A space attack attacked by the space gods, the eternal destruction of the gods was repulsed by a few meters, and the whole world was centered on the eternal destruction of the gods.
Although Shen Yaotian and the creation clock are combined, the tolerance is greatly enhanced, but the space attack is still a heavy blow to her.
"Strong, Shenhuang is stronger than hundreds of thousands of years ago!"
I am afraid that I will be taught to the gods, and the hearts of the gods, the nine gods, and the gods of the sun will fall into the trough.
At this time, they can only hope that Ye Wuji can step into the imaginary spirit at a critical time, otherwise everything will be finished.