Chapter 1466: Flame God Kami

"Why!! Why kill me! I am willing to do it for you!!"
The ethereal fairy beauty flashed with endless panic, screaming.
Yan Shen Shenzi Sen Han smiled and said: "It's very simple. If you are not a betrayal of this monk, I can completely get the treasure of Duluo this time!! You have actually lost all my resources, the source is heavy, then it. !!"
The of inflammatory gods glanced at the ethereal fairy, revealing a fascinating color in his eyes, and chuckled: "And tell you a secret!! If you just started with me. I am not necessarily your opponent!!"
The of Yan Shen has just used the essence, burning blood, eternal origin, killing the owner of the black island, the real son of the fire, but the body is also seriously injured.
It was only the savage gods who killed the two eternal seven heavens in one fell swoop, and shocked the ethereal fairy, letting her frighten her courage and give up resistance, which was killed by the of inflammation.
Originally, the ethereal fairy can also have the ability to fight with the of inflammation, but now the devastating inflammation enters the body. The ethereal fairy has no chance of rebellion.
"Inflammatory god, you are a beast, I curse you!! I curse you can't die!!"
There is a desperate color in the ethereal fairy beauty, and countless curses appear, and the forever imprint appears directly, burning forever in an instant.
A gray cursed light emerged from the body of the ethereal fairy, passed through the devastating inflammation, and hit the body of the of inflammation.
Yan Shenzi scorned and smiled: "Curse? Dog jumps!! Even if you burn the eternal spirit of the curse, at most it can only weaken my strength. As long as ten days, I will be able to direct your curse Refining."
The ethereal fairy, such as the eternal six-strong powerhouse, burns the eternal imprint before the death of the cursing power of infinite, terrible. Once a curse of the eternal four heavens is in the midst of a curse, it will be painful and afflicted for tens of thousands of years, even millions of years.
The sacred gods are in charge of the devastating inflammation, and they are naturally restrained by various curses. The curse of the ethereal fairy is only a little trouble for him.
At this moment, the green key in the arms of the of Yan Shen suddenly burst open, Yang Feng emerged directly from the green key, [曦神甲] shines, casts a devouring of heaven, condenses into a horror The incomparable swallowing thorns tear the sky and directly stab it toward the of the gods.
One by one, the defensive enchantment suddenly emerged directly on the sacred god, and the swallow thorns ran through the defensive enchantments directly on the body of the sacred gods, and countless swallowing spells emerged, madly swallowing the gods of inflammatory gods. Eternal origin.
"Inflammation does not die!!"
In the eyes of the gods of the gods, the fierce glimmers of the gods, the part of the body that is traversed by the eternal source directly blew itself, and the horrible power of the flames will force Yang Feng to fly directly.
A huge and incomparable devastating inflammation emerged directly and swept away toward Yang Feng.
"Xing Ji!!"
Yang Feng's eyes flashed and waved, and Xing Ji appeared directly in front of him.
Xingji holds a giant shield and pulls the power of countless stars to gather on the giant shield, opening a huge star enchantment.
The devastating inflammation was with the star giant shield, and the inch of the incineration of the star enchantment could not be broken.
Although the of Yan Shen is a horrible strong man of the eternal seven heavens, after all, he can face several great enemies. Even though he killed the enemies, he still suffered heavy losses, and the foundation was consumed, and the previous prestige was no longer passed.
A residual image flashed slightly, directly into the shadow, holding a [master shadow spear] silent and a spear directly to the back of the of inflammation.
"Are you the last hand of Yang Feng? It is a top assassin!! If I am not prepared, I may be assassinated by you. But since I have preparedness, how can you waste such a waste?"
The eyes of Yan Shenzi are cold, cold and cold, and a wave of hands, while exuding the endless eternal breath of the mirror [absorbed mirror] directly emerges.
A faint ray of light emerges from the [mirror of the shadow], and a shadow is taken directly into the shadow.
The [Mirror of Absorption] is an eternal treasure made by an eternal seven-day strong man, who specializes in restraining the eternal of the power of shadow.
After seeing the assassination method of the shadow god, the of the gods naturally managed to find this eternal treasure. This is the horror of the great gods in the eternal world.
As long as the cards of those who are hostile to the Eternal are seen by them, they can find the eternal control of the eternal treasure. If you want to defeat them, you can only crush them above your strength.
"So you know my existence?"
A cold voice came from the void, and a [master whip] flew directly out of the void, and the scorpion was drawn on the body of the of inflammation.
A terrible force of eruption broke out, and the sacred was smashed.
A devastating inflammation flashed slightly, and the body of the sacred was fully restored.
The twelve dominating saints also emerged in an instant, exerting various secrets of attacking and killing, resonating with each other, and hitting and banging on the [mirror of the shadow].
Bang! !
In the sound of the earth-shattering loud noise, the [mirror of the shadow] directly collapsed and shattered.
The shadow jumped directly from the [mirror of the shadow], and the figure was slightly shivered, and nine avatars were separated, and the sacred gods were directly attacked from nine directions.
"Inflammatory Son of God, here is your place of burial!!"
Zero eyes and cold, driving the [master's whip] turned into a fierce and fierce dragon, smashing claws, smashing everything, rushing toward the of inflammation.
In the body of the of inflammation, a devastating inflammation is intertwined and turned into a giant with a height of ten meters, surrounded by endless destruction of inflammation, holding the sword of Yan Shen, and killing with zero.
Bang! Bang! !
In an instant, the of inflammatory gods and thousands of fights with zero, the hollow tears, the festival retreat, the body was pulled a few whip.
The strength of the original of the gods is far above zero, but He has been wounded successively, and burning the eternal source to suppress the two powerful enemies of the Black Island Lord and the Real God. The strength has been reduced to a terrible level. It was cursed again by the ethereal fairy, and was sneaked by Yang Feng, which made him lose power and was completely suppressed by zero.
There are countless curses appearing on the twelve dominating saints, resonating with each other, and jointly striking a direct blow to the of inflammation.
"Give me open!!"
In the eyes of the gods of the gods of inflammation, a fierce glimpse, a sword smashed out, and a smoldering inflammation turned into a fire dragon roaring out, twisting the void and burning it toward the twelve masters of the saints, and the twelve masters The saints flew directly.
The horrible devastating inflammation ignited directly on the twelve dominating saints and began to burn everything.
"Inflammation of the gods, here is your death!!"
A cold voice came out, and a flood of time emerged. Yang Feng teleported from the torrent of time, punched out, time torrents, swallowed black holes, power stars, space portals, and the four mysteries broke out directly, forming a The stock runs through the defense of the of inflammation and strikes on his body.
The of inflammatory gods made a scream, and the body was smashed and broken, turned into a blaze of fire, and fled.
Shadows emerged from the void, and countless avatars were holding the avatars of [the dominant shadow spear] and stabbed toward the fire.
Numerous fires were directly penetrated by the shadows, and the shadow seals were pervaded, and the flames of the gods of the gods were suppressed.
"Dead!!"
Yang Feng's eyes are cold and cold, and he has become a horrible engulfing black hole. He has swallowed up the fire of the of the gods and madly swallowed his life.
"Stop, Yang Feng, let me live a life. This is the treasure of Luo Wang, I can give it to you!! Let me!! Otherwise, once you kill me, our Yanshen will definitely not die with you!!!

The countless fires condensed in the devour of the black hole of Yang Feng to form the of inflammation, with a look of sorrow, full of fear, and shouting loudly.
"Idiot! Since I got the treasure of King Dulu, my relationship with your Yanu is not endless!! Under this circumstance, it is equivalent to smashing the genius of the genius. The future. How could I let you go?"
In Yang Feng's eyes, there was a sneer smile, five fingers and one combination, and countless devours of black light emerged directly, shrouded in the of inflammation and engulfed his eternal origin.
Tai Xuan Sheng Tian Yan Protoss headquarters, a forever imprint is very strange.
"The person who killed me is Yang Feng! The person who killed me is Yang Feng!!"
From the eternal imprint, there was a scream of sorrow and sorrow, and it disappeared immediately.
That piece of eternal imprint is so strange that it is drawn by a force of power, and it rises above the remains of the of inflammation.
Yang Feng punched the eternal imprint on the eternal mark and shattered the eternal imprint of the of the gods.
A horrible devour of force directly enveloped the eternal imprint of the of the gods, madly swallowing the eternal true spirit of the of inflammation.
Yang Feng flashed a touch of sorrow in his eyes: "This is the eternal true spirit of the sacred god, and it is the strongest of the eternal seven heavens!! It is really profound!! If you can devour three or four eternal similar to the sacred Real spirit, I can have the foundation of the eternal six heavens."
At the moment when the eternal seal of the of inflammation was broken, within the headquarters of the Yanshen, the statue of the of the gods collapsed and shattered! !
"The Son of God is falling!!"
"how is this possible?"
"How can God's Son fall?"
"Yang Feng, Yang Feng killed the Son of God."
"Impossible, the Son of God is the strongest of the eternal seven heavens!! How could it be killed by Yang Feng?"
"..."
Within the Yanshen tribe, the strong protagonists of the Yan and the Protoss saw the statue of the of the gods collapse and shattered, and everyone’s eyes flashed a touch of shock.