Chapter 486: Ancient **** (2)

The golden light is blazing and the penetration is extremely strong.
Every golden light fell from the sky, and a golden ramp of thousands of feet was opened in the air. At first glance, it seems as if a lot of golden light has been sprayed from the long bow of the winged youth, directly connected to the ground, and tied to Chutian and others.
Qingyan sword screamed happily, Chutian was just a thought, and the Qingjian sword took the initiative to welcome the sky to the sky.
A shallow, light cyan stream spreads over the sky, and every golden light is hit by a light, pale blue light. The intensive 叮叮 撞击 撞击 不 , , , , , , , , , , , 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集 密集
With a flick of a finger, the Qingjian sword slashed thousands of swords on each arrow, and the sharp blue sword easily cut the golden arrows, cutting them into countless pieces like cut melons.
The tiny, hot golden fragments descended from the sky, and there was no more lethality beyond the high temperature.
The winged youth suspended in the sky looked at Chutian with a stunned look. The blue-sworded sword was suspended at the top of Chutian. The blade was clear like water, and there was a strange halo wrapped around the blade. The whole sword seemed to disappear into a stream at any time. It has no trace.
Chu Tian raised his head and spewed two sharp and unparalleled swords in the eyes.
Swordsman slammed on the green scorpion sword, "The Anti-Sky Sword Code" has no swordsmanship, and Chutian Swords blessing, the Qingjian sword is like a crazy dragon, unscrupulous release is sharper than just now. Several times the sharp sword.
In the sound of ‘嗤嗤’, the void in front of the Qingjian sword has cracked a very fine black line of more than a hundred feet.
The void is torn by the sword that is instantly excited by the green sword!
The face of the winged youth became extremely ugly. He looked down at Chutian and suddenly roared in anger: "Where mortal, how dare you be against the noble god? Your majesty, kneel, pray for us..."
"Crap!" A ghostly appearance appeared behind the winged youth. Chu was almost close to his body, his right hand clenched his sword, and a silent sword broke into the soft underbelly of the winged youth. Chu Yu started to never know the mercy of the hand, the sword front into the body two feet, Chu Yu also turned the hilt, let the sword in the wing of the wing of the young man's body smashed a few times.
The sword is a very evil demon soldier. After being filled with countless kinds of negative attributes, Chutian has evolved into evil and extremely cruel.
Suddenly there is boundless pain, and the flesh and soul feel the boundless pain at the same time, just like the various tortures of the 18th floor of Hell come at the same time, and this pain has been magnified hundreds of times!
What is even more terrifying is that the sword is still madly extracting the essence of the winged youth, extracting his spirit, and even the black-red swordsman invades his bone marrow like water, directly extracting his bone marrow essence.
This kind of severe pain broke out instantly, and the pale golden face of the winged youth suddenly became pale, and the eyelids suddenly collapsed. The original rich flesh and blood looked like a dry corpse in the desert, and it became a mess.
The winged youth gave out a terrible horror that was absolutely not like human beings. Then he burst into tears and fell from the air, slamming and slamming into the ground. His body twitches in an extremely amazing range, and his limbs are like a whip slamming the ground, constantly making a loud noise.
Under his skin, a series of meridians, tendons and blood vessels, muscles squirming, and more terrible tears, his muscles, tendons and twitches are too large, these muscles, tendons are directly by themselves The tremendous power has torn.
This undoubtedly brought even more terrible pain, just a few breaths of effort, the winged youth stunned.
"Halo, dizzy, this little white face, really not enough to toss!" Chu Yu straight down from the sky, pointing to the winged youth fuss screaming: "Hey, his six wings, is mine, is Mine, don't grab, don't grab it! If my Fire Dragon King can hold six wings, it's perfect!"
A low-pitched dragon screamed into the sky, and Chu’s head was filled with cockroaches. The fire dragon king swayed and struggled out from the dark clouds. The nine dragon scorpions slammed into the wings and the young people who were still twitching on the ground. .
"Go to death!" The king of war snarled in a low voice. He rushed up and slammed down to the head of the winged youth.
The loud noise of '咚', the hammer of the war king violently swayed, and the high-frequency shock of hundreds of millions of times broke out with horrible destructive power. The young man’s head was deeply immersed in the ground, and the ground of the square was rising. The diffuse smoke, then the ground suddenly sagged a few feet deep.
The head of the youth was beaten to the blood, and several skins split open, revealing a golden skull like a golden glass.
But the skull of this young man is so hard that the hammer of the king of war is so heavy that his skull does not see any scars. Not only that, but the youth who was so dizzy also slammed his eyes, roaring and waving the longbow, and the slender bowstrings violently swayed like a blade across the thigh of the king.
The king of war screamed, and the two bowl-sized muscles on his thigh were cut by the bowstrings. The huge pieces of meat flew up and were thrown hundreds of feet away. The heavy meat pieces smashed into a towering ancient wood, and the ancient wooden trunks with a thickness of seven or eight feet were crushed by hard and raw.
A golden figure rushed over the oblique thorn.
Da Rien screamed at an elbow and slammed into the face of the king of war. The nose of the king of war collapsed and was swept away by an elbow.
Da Ning grabbed the panting youth who was panting and screaming, and screamed: "The mortal who dares to disobey the gods, wait for the anger of the gods! You damn..."
Chu Tian blew a whistle, and the sharp green sword of the sharpness suddenly flashed, whistling through the body of the big Japanese, wearing dozens of thin transparent sword holes in his upper body.
Da Nene no longer dared to make noise, he shouted in the sky, a golden light from his eyebrows straight into the sky.
The high-altitude hot sun flashed abruptly, and dozens of golden lights fell over the body of the big-air ene and the winged youth, and also shrouded in the golden figures that were being beaten by the high-rise coffers of the God of War.
The golden light flashed, and these people suddenly disappeared without a trace. Even Chutian did not see how they left!
In the sky, countless fire crows screamed in horror, they slammed their wings violently, and the Tanggu warriors on their backs wanted to rush to the top to escape.
Chu Yu screamed, and Wan Gui’s claws flew out of the numerous bones in the Zongtu. At least there were tens of thousands of fire crows in the air, and they were caught by the white bones.
These fire crows sighed with enthusiasm, and the wolf-stricken Tanggu warriors on their backs were tied to the ground.
Countless soldiers of the God of War Mountain squatted on weapons, as if they were beasts, and instantly overwhelmed the Valley Warriors who fell to the ground!
Fracture sound, cracked meat, tragic sound, pleading...
Chu Tian strode to the front of the warlord standing up, smirking and shaking his head: "They don't seem to be very strong, even if they are real gods... you are also awkward!"