: 1509th Ancient Evil God

Tianzhangyuan, under the seat of Ningchen, the Eastern and Northern Expeditionary Army met, and the 200,000 troops gathered, flying like a torrent of molten iron, covering the sky.
The war is about to start. In the void, the figure of Su Yi descends from the sky and rushes back in time.
The powerful and fierce pressure of the sword, the roaring and tumbling, the sword of destiny, the power is more and more amazing.
"kill!"
In the void, Ning Chen spoke with a cold expression.
With a single order, the soldiers surged like a sky, and 200,000 troops rushed out like a storm, killing them to make up the army.
The war broke out, and nearly 300,000 troops were fighting in front of them. Suddenly, blood and rain spattered and the sky was red and blue.
In the second battle, Ning Chen confronted the two powerful players who were close to the Dao Realm, and the war was more intense than the last one.
In Ning Chen's hands, Zhu Xianjian's spirit was filled with anger, and a hint of red blood was faintly brought up.
There are too many killings, and now, even the immortal sword is almost stained with blood.
In the hands of drunkards, huge wine gourds spewed water dragons, dancing, and devastating the world.
On the other side, Optimus held a halberd in his hand and fought in close combat.
In the face of the first general of the Tiantian Pavilion, Ning Chen played extremely boldly.
Similarly, Qingtian waved his halberd, and also fought against the violent poles. The two powerful peers in the world were constantly intertwined, and the ten corners of the world were broken.
"Water Dragon!"
Outside the battle, the drunkard again transported the spirit, and in the wine gourd, the water and wine surged into a huge water dragon swallowing the destiny in the battle.
Ning Chen ignored it, a sword blocked the halberd, and at the same time, his left palm condensed, the fairy surging, and the cold breath filled, directly freezing the water dragon coming from the air.
The water dragon was frozen, and the offensive was restrained. Ning Chen's figure flashed over to the front of the drunkard, and his left hand clenched his fist, slamming directly into the latter's chest.
The drunkard looked surprised and immediately contended with the artifact in his hand.
With a bang, Ning Chen punched on the wine gourd, and a huge force broke out, like a mountain fell.
Under the great force, the wine gourd hit the drunkard's chest, bringing out a bleak blood flower.
The powerful divine power, the artifact is unstoppable, the drunkard is injured, and the figure falls to the earth.
Ning Chen stepped on, stepped out of the figure, first came to the earth, punched out, and punched the drunkard into the sky again.
"Uh!"
The smoldering sounded, and the blood dripped from the corner of the drunkard's mouth, but his body was indifferent and difficult to stop.
On the ground, Ning Chen waved his sword and suddenly blocked the halberd from the rear.
"Qingtian, you can't save him!"
Ning Chen said in a cold voice, the divine power on the sword broke out, and the battle started.
After talking, Ning Chen stepped again, like a meteor, rushing towards the sky.
Above nine days, the drunkard's body rose, and had not yet reached the highest point, Ning Chen's figure had arrived.
With a slap, he fell directly on the drinker's chest, only to hear the crackling of the sternum, and a scream in the drinker's mouth crashed down on the ground.
An astonishing sight, with cracks crisscrossing the ground, the drunkard's body smashed into the ground, and the whole body was stained with vermilion.
"drinker!"
Qingtian stepped forward, his face shocked.
The drunkard stumbled, looking at the white hair figure of the sky, and had a chance to say a few words in the future. At his chest, blood spewed out like a spring, and his eyes were fogged.
"I, not reconciled, not reconciled!"
The last words were so bleak, the drunkard was unable to fall down, and the immortal body penetrated, destroying the vitality of the gods.
The drunkard died in battle, the battle situation turned sharply down, and the plain clothes swooped down in the void, and the fairy sword in his hand fell mercilessly.
Qingtian waved his halberd and stopped the fairy sword with a bang.
With great force, Qingtian's legs fell into the ground and his mouth was red.
"Butian the first will, but so!"
Ning Chen said in a cold voice. The fairy sword in his hand raised 30% of his strength. The demon around him was turbulent, violent and heavy.
"Naga Xuan Gong, eight poles return!"
There was no room to turn around, Qingtian drunk in his mouth, suddenly, Jiu Xiao Fengyun changed, screaming for nine days.
The astonishing airflow, Ning Chen in the retreating battle situation, and the unprecedented power erupted from Qingtian, rushing to the nineth heaven.
"Ok?"
Ten feet away, Ning Chen felt the change in the former's breath, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Is this the true face of God of War?
But seeing ten feet away, in the turbulent airflow, an ancient evil spirit appeared, Qingtian's appearance changed, his face covered with evil script, and the evil spirits around the body surged, it seemed to make people chill.
"Evil God?"
Ning Chen whispered softly, the phoenix fire spread out all around, the most holy flame, burning the sky and boiling the sea.
The phoenix fire from the sacred sun to the holiest, surging and violent, and the evil spirits do not invade, Ning Chen stood in the phoenix fire, and after a moment, the figure swept out.
In front, in the surging evil spirit, Qingtian waved his halberd and fell, and the vision of the evil behind him was manifested and terrifying.
boom!
Sword and halberd confronted each other, Shenyan and Xieyuan impacted each other, and Saints and Evils fought against each other. The two forces collided sharply, making it difficult to divide up and down.
"The of war is well-deserved, but it is more appropriate to be called evil god."
As close as possible, the two people's breath continued to impact. Ning Chen left his hand in a virtual grip and directly arrested a mountain in the distance, hitting the evil behind Qingtian!
"Roar!"
The Evil God roared, slashed his halberd, and broke through the mountains.
"It turns out not to be an illusion!"
Ning Chen sneered at the corner of his mouth, stepped on his feet, leaned into the air.
"Wind thunder changes!"
Immortal sword into the sky, Nine days of thunder, Ning Chen's hands continue to seal, Qihuang mystery appeared in the world, operating the power of the thunder of heaven and earth, penetrated into the immortal sword.
A moment later, Ning Chen held the sword, and the figure descended from the sky, carrying the power of falling into the sky, and slashing towards the evil spirit behind Qingtian.
The power of thunder fire, from yang to gang, behind Qingtian, the evil roared, revealing fear.
Qingtian raised his head, stepped on his feet, stood up, and greeted him with a halberd.
boom!
The sword halberds merge again, the world is in chaos, and the forces of righteousness and evil are stalemate.
Unexpectedly, a sword sealed the throat, Qingtian's body was shocked, and his face was unbelievable.
Before the opening, Qingtian's head flew, and blood spewed into the air.
Qing Tian died in battle, and Ning Chen's breath converged, just about to leave. Suddenly, an amazing punch was printed on his chest with no signs.
In Ning Chen's mouth, he groaned, and withdrew from his body for ten feet, his mouth flushed.
An astonishing scene, which shocked people. In front, Qingtian, who was supposed to die, did not fall down. The whole body was violently evil.
Ten feet away, Ning Chen raised his hand to wipe off the blood at the corner of his mouth, his expression sinking.
The head was cut off and it was still alive. It was another monster.
In front of and behind Qingtian, the figure of Evil God has disappeared for some time, completely possessed by Qingtian, the cold and violent evil element permeates, and the momentum continues to rise.
Unwilling to procrastinate any more, Ning Chen's figure flew out, and his swords were like electricity, slashing forward to Optimus.
With the evil spirit possessed, Qingtian is almost immortal, wielding a halberd to fight against his fate, and his combat power has doubled.
Aside, the head that fell to the ground, there was still unwillingness in the eyes, Qingtian was dead, and only the grudge was left.
With more than a hundred confrontations, Ning Chen and the Evil God fought into the sky from underground, and the fierce battle was difficult to distinguish.
The Evil God is extremely powerful, possessing the body of Optimus, immortal and immortal, even though the flesh was repeatedly injured, it never fell.
On the other hand, Ning Chen had been attacked with a sneak attack before. Although the injury was constantly being repaired, it was difficult for him to exert his full combat power for a while due to the evil spirits under his control.
The fists and halberds were handed over, the battle situation was separated, and the two figures withdrew from several feet at the same time, each stabilizing their figures.
Below, the two hundred thousand troops under Ningchen's seat like a torrent of molten iron washed down the remaining troops of the Bu Tian Pavilion. The Nine Xiao Immortal Lord showed his powerful ability and killed several back and forth, as if he was in a no-man's land.
In a day and night, the remaining army of the Tiantian Pavilion was almost wiped out. Thousands of miles away, the two streamers continued to collide, and the world-shattering battle fought for a day and night, and there was still no victory or defeat.
The Tianzhangyuan has been almost destroyed by the two people. The surrounding mountains and rivers were also destroyed in the battle between the two. The mountains fell and the river flowed back.
The evil spirits are powerful, and their fate is equally amazing. In the face of the immortal evil spirits, they do not fall into the disadvantages. Instead, as the war progresses, they gradually begin to suppress the evil spirits.
boom!
When the battle was hot, Ning Chen waved his sword to block the halberd and flew away the evil in front of him with a punch.
Hundreds of miles away, the body of the Evil God hit the ground and the blood splashed on his body. After a short time, the blood flowed back and returned to the body again.
The immortal body has almost no flaws. In the void, Ning Chen's brows were lightly wrinkled, and the figure passed, and the sword was more amazing.
boom!
The evil spirit waved his halberd to block the fairy sword, and the whole body of the evil element surged, swallowing the former.
Evil Qi approached, Ning Chen's body and flames rose again, blocking Xie Yuan.
At this point in the war, Ning Chen knew what the evil could do in front of him. He wielded his sword and knocked back his opponent, and his figure disappeared instantly.
Evil God turned around, and the halberd waved, but it only shattered a residual image ~ EbookFREE.me ~ in front, Ning Chen figure appeared, grabbed the right hand of Evil God, the Sword cut off, and directly cut off the right arm of Evil God.
The spurting blood, the cliffs stained with red, Ning Chen's turbulent flames around the body, burning the right arm of the evil into ashes.
"In this way, if you can still regenerate, I will not fight." Ning Chen's empty eyes looked at the evil in front and said coldly.
Sure enough, after the right arm of the Evil God was burned, it finally could not regenerate. The figure of the Evil God flew past, grabbed the war halberd inserted into the earth, and then started the battle.
Ning Chen snorted coldly, his figure turned sideways, wielding his sword and slashing the evil spirits.
Blood spewed, and sword wounds appeared again on the evil spirit, with bones visible.
Dense bones, abnormal dazzling, evil spirits surging around the body, quickly repairing injuries.
Ning Chen's eyes flashed coldly, and passed by again, beyond the time limit, and the figure was blurred.
The halberd in the hand of Evil God cut through the air, and the instantaneous flaws followed the fairy sword.
Uh!
Immortal sword cut off, the evil god's left arm flew in response, Ning Chen raised his hand and grabbed it, with a bang, smashed the evil god's left arm, the phoenix was raging, and the scattered blood bones were completely burned.
With both arms destroyed, the Evil God finally felt the fear, stepped on his feet, and fled towards the distance quickly.
Ning Chen turned around, the figure flashed, and in an instant, blocked in front of the evil god.
The fairy sword swung over, and the Evil God could hardly resist, blocking the waist.
The spurting blood stained the sky in the southeastern frontier, Qingtian's body was destroyed, evil spirits poured out, and he fled quickly.
"You can't go!"
Ning Chen's figure flew out like a thunder, waved his hand to call out the green tripod, and directly fled the fleeing evil energy into it.
Regaining the evil spirit, Ning Chen's figure descended from the sky. The godless eyes looked at the blood-stained body not far away. The sword slashed and the earth rumbled.