The Universal Plugins For Online Game Chapter 987: Life and death crisis

A gust of wind is raging, like the breath of a giant. The wind and clouds change between the whistling and swallowing. This kind of power shakes the world and ten directions. Standing quietly in the air, there is a kind of imposing aura, like a towering tower. High mountains, eternally standing between heaven and earth, the domineering of the self-respect is even more evident.

The 100-foot-long real body of Pangu, with eyes like the sun and the moon, with star-shaped marks on the eyebrows, bare arms, holding a rusted axe tightly in both hands, looked solemn and solemn in the air.

"Pangu's axe, opened up the world!" Pangu Zhen held the divine axe and looked at the nine heavens in the distance. His divine might was infinite. The divine axe in his hand cut through a stream of light, as if it had cut through chaos. Five elements.

Where the streamer passed by, there was silence, the light of thunder was eclipsed, and the sun in the sky had lost its luster. This axe had already possessed the power to cut through chaos, reappearing the heaven and earth. of magic.

In the sky, the Eye of Heaven and Earth seems to show a ray of horror, and it has a sense of panic. There has never been a strong person who has forced the Eye of Heaven and Earth to this level.

"Heaven, Earth!" Two voices of heaven and earth sounded from the sky, as if one world fell instantly, oppressing the nine heavens and ten earths, with unparalleled power, the eyes of heaven and earth seemed to have recovered their vigor, staring at the real body of Pangu , that is, a thunderbolt landed, splitting the barriers of time and space, hitting the real body of Pangu.

Heaven and earth are one world. Pangu Zhen holds the divine axe and slashes the heavens and the earth.

"Pangu's divine axe, nothing is unbreakable!" Pangu's eyes flashed a gleam of energy, agitating the mana in his body, like a round of the sun, rushing into the sky, the divine axe was immeasurable, splitting the chaos, slashing the heaven and the earth directly break.

"Bang!" A violent crash sounded in the air, the heavens and the earth lost their voices, the sun and the moon were dim, and at this moment, the entire prehistoric world seemed to be unable to help.

"Boom!" Another explosion sounded from the air, only a gray figure, holding a divine eye tightly, stood quietly in the air, the blood mist flew horizontally, splashing everywhere Come, the other eleven figures exploded directly, as if they could no longer be maintained.

Axe out, heaven and earth will be destroyed!

The power of Pangu's true body stuns the sky for eternity. Even if the strongest person shoots in person, he can't pierce the eye of heaven and earth with a single blow. There was a faint smile on his pale face.

Raising his head to look at the blood mist around him, Zhu Jiuyin couldn't help frowning. Although he had expected it for a long time, his expression was still a little gloomy. But once it is destroyed, it will no longer exist between heaven and earth.

"In any case, the glory of our Wu clan must continue. The majesty of Pangu cannot be desecrated. Even if we die in battle, we will have no regrets and no regrets!" In Zhu Jiuyin's mind, it seemed to emerge. After seeing the future that he saw, the desolate scenes, the fall of the Wu clan, and even the inheritance were almost cut off.

He couldn't help clenching his hands tightly, and when he reached out and grabbed it, he concentrated the blood mist scattered in the air together. This is the blood of the ancestors' life, and every drop is enough to create a great innate witch. , The combat power is unparalleled, even possible, inheriting part of the magical powers of the ancestors, although the blood essence has lost most of its power, but it is enough to kill a king, the unparalleled king, and can't resist a drop of the ancestor's life essence Blood.

Long hair flutters, Zhu Jiuyin is like the only god, standing in the air, overlooking the entire ancient city. In the ancient city, the ancient altar has already suppressed all the trapped powerhouses, blood is flowing, the soul is crying, even if it is With Zhu Jiuyin's stony heart, he couldn't help sighing secretly.

"If our witch clan can successfully create a prosperous world, we will definitely not let the world repeat this kind of tragedy!" Zhu Jiuyin's heart was blessed, as if he had a clear understanding, and he secretly made up his mind.

Who says Zuwu is ruthless?

Ancestor Wu's mission is to protect this world, and he has to fight for it. His whole life is to protect the world created by the **** Pangu.

"All the creatures in this world are transformed by God the Father. If we, the Wu clan, rule the entire prehistoric world, we must let all living beings stop fighting to the death and have a peaceful and peaceful paradise!" The ancient Ancestral Witch, an endless pity rose in his heart.

"Pangu's supernatural powers, devour the eyes of the sky, and suppress the ancients!" Zhu Jiuyin's mind turned, and he immediately said aloud, and there was supreme arrogance in his expression, whether it was for the Wu clan, for himself, or even to protect his father God's heaven and earth, he will pacify the ancient clan.

The robes rattled, Zhu Jiuyin held both hands, and the eyes of the sky that had been split in half, even so, the deterrent power of the eyes of heaven and earth was enough to make any king dare not approach.

The figure of Zhu Jiuyin flashed and landed on the altar. The ancient rune was urged by him to swallow the eye of heaven and earth forcefully. Zhu Jiuyin's mind was greatly moved. At this moment, in his heart, he had a greater grasp of the real annihilation of the ancient clan.

"The plan for many years is now!" Zhu Jiuyin's eyes shone with immeasurable brilliance, as if the light of the sun and the moon emerged together. This kind of power was strangely fused together. Invincible.

Twelve ancestral witches, who have been planning for an unknown number of years, just realized the ancient altar, mobilized the power of the altar, and killed the monarch of the ancient clan. Traces emerge, evil and powerful.

As soon as Zhu Jiuyin stretched out his hand, five figures appeared in front of him. They were very similar to the five monarchs of the ancient clan, the grass figurines. Each grass figurine was vivid and even had a breath that imitated The supernatural powers of these five monarchs.

In Zhu Jiuyin's eyes, a wisp of sharp blade appeared, as if it had cut through the void, looked at the past and present, and saw the monarchs of the five ancient clans who were fighting with the ancestral witch. , Picking the stars and taking the moon, is omnipotent.

Five silk threads seemed to appear in the air in an instant, Zhu Jiuyin spread out his palms, and the five grass figurines seemed to have possessed their own intellect. They walked over to the ancient nine-story altar and scolded Fang Qiu.

At this moment, five blood-colored rays of light flashed from the altar in an instant, Zhu Jiu's yin face showed a mysterious smile, blood-colored like a pillar, covering the entire ancient city, even covering up all the brilliance, mysterious and evil Power circulates above the altar.

"Not good!" The Demon Lord, who was fighting with Zhu Jiuyin's body in the distance, seemed to have a good heart. His figure shook violently, smashing the heavy space, and a pair of divine fists could even shatter the stars. .

The pitch-black armor appeared around the body of the War Demon Lord, layer upon layer, like an immortal city, mighty, shining with dark rays of light, radiating cold light, and even heavy spatial fluctuations. The Lord of War Demons had a solemn expression, and he was no longer there.

The stronger one is, facing the crisis of life and death, the more powerful they have their own instincts. Whenever and wherever, the strong will choose and believe in their own instincts. The Lord of War Demons is no exception. He rose step by step and created his own myth.

If his journey were written into a legend, it would be the most classic legendary mode, like the pig's feet of destiny, stepping on the bones of the enemy step by step.

Every time he encounters a catastrophe, he seems to be able to foresee it, make the most comprehensive preparations, kill the powerful enemy, and leave his own glory and glory. This is the master of war demons, the most legendary one This, the Holy Master of the Ancient Clan, no one can comment on him, even the Snow Saint of the Yeti Clan, compared to him, has more body, mysterious halo, when it comes to true brilliance, cannot be compared with him. The lord of war demons hires beauty.

Only the Lord of War Demons understands in the heart that as long as he wears a crown, he seems to have the protection of his ancestors, and he senses the crisis early, and can seize the opportunity every time. Come on, this is a kind of innate supernatural power, and the Lord of War Demons never thought so.

The sense of crisis this time came too suddenly and too violently, and even he never had any psychological preparation. His expression changed dramatically, divine power ran through his whole body, and nine dragons appeared on the crown above his head. With a grasp of the hand, the War Demon God Palace turned, evolved the image of Tai Chi and two rituals, and wiped out all the alien powers.

"Pfft!"

The Lord of the Demons felt a pain in his chest, and blood was directly protruding from his mouth. He wanted to lower his head to see what was going on, when a cold light flashed, cut through the sky, and attacked him. .

"Open it to me!" Although the Lord of War Demons was pale, he still stretched out his hands. His thick arms were like pillars of heaven and earth, possessing extraordinary power.

At this moment of crisis, although the Lord of War Demons was a little flustered in his heart, he showed his unparalleled willpower. His chest was directly pierced by time and space, and dripping blood dripped. He was fearless and opened and closed his hands. In between, it seems that the bipolar power of gods and demons has evolved, opening up a sky.

"Bang!" A huge crash resounded through the top of the Eastern Wilderness. At this moment, the Lord of War Demons tightly covered his chest with one hand, and pushed the War Demon Palace with the other, pressing the key of time. , wants to suppress the long river of time, run through ancient and modern, and block Zhu Jiuyin's fierce attack.

At the same time, the Shadow Lord, who was sneaking in the shadows, seemed to be stunned. His figure appeared in the air, with a feeling of being overwhelmed. The sun and the moon will sink the East Wilderness. This is the unparalleled overlord fist.

The Lord of Shadows instinctively wanted to retreat, but he was unable to move, his delicate body swayed, that is to say, he had dodged a fatal attack, and a figure taller than a corpse appeared in front of her and directly smashed one of her Arms shredded.

Blood dripping, the shadow lord swayed his figure and wanted to retreat temporarily, the extravagant corpse fist showed his domineering majesty, pressing step by step, without the slightest relaxation, and would never give the shadow lord any reversal. Chance. In the heart of the corpse, the threat of the lord of shadows far exceeds the lord of the scorpion, and even the lord of war demons. Where there is a shadow, she is an immortal existence. Now she is severely injured. The corpse must be seized tightly, this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity will wipe out this great enemy for the Wu clan in one fell swoop.

The Lord of Shadows seems to be the incarnation of nine shadows. He wants to escape. He looks more solemn than a corpse, and even has a solemn meaning. The divine fist that has never been revealed is also shot in an instant, and even one punch turns into seven, seven, forty. Nine fist shadows, each of which has the mighty power of opening up the world, directly piercing the master of shadows and the remaining eight shadows.

"You Ying, you are doomed today, you killed many strong men of our Wu clan, and now you have to pay for it with your own blood, the blood of the shadow clan!" Shebi walked on a corpse and gave up killing the scorpion. The Lord, taking advantage of the moment when the Lord of Shadows appeared, he trapped her fiercely, just to destroy this cancer.

During the three-hundred-year war, the Shadow Lord did not know how many powerful warriors of the Wu clan he had killed with the shadow sword in his hand. He even had the innate great witch of the Wu clan, although the figure of a corpse He didn't move, but blood was dripping in his heart. Every warrior of the Wu clan was their child, and now he was beheaded in front of him, but he could only watch, the pain, even more than Let the corpse break into the forbidden area alone, and the pain comes from being shattered.

"This punch is for Qing Man!" There seemed to be blood and tears in the eyes of the corpse. The hatred that had been accumulated for three hundred years broke out at once, and the anger of the ancestors was difficult to wash away. In front of him, there seems to be a figure who is closely guarding the Ancestral Witch Hall. Although he died in battle, he still holds his head high and never backs down. Wearing a blue shirt, he was torn apart in the battle.

"This punch is for the wild!" Shebi corpse punched, freezing time and space, leaving the Shadow Lord nowhere to escape, piercing her body directly, leaving irreversible wounds .

Savage, thinking of that strong and somewhat naive great witch, his heart is bleeding. It can be said that among the great witches of the Wu clan, there is a great witch who resembles his extra corpse. This is the wild, hot temperament, Not afraid of all hardships, even tempering the flesh with real fire, fighting ferocious beasts alone in the mountains and forests, wars and wars, all for the sake of gaining his approval, inheriting his magical powers, and cultivating the supreme witch clan war body, Now that figure has disappeared into the heavens and the earth. In his ears, the last voice of the barbarian even sounded, wanting to get his inheritance and fight for the Wu clan in all directions.

"Lord of Shadows, you kill the son of my Wu clan, and I will slaughter the shadow clan by the corpse, so that there will be no more shadows between heaven and earth!" In front of the corpse, she flashed There are many figures, each of them is full of vigor, they have their own ideals, they have their own glorious future, and they can even create their own glory for the Wu clan, but now they are all gone.

This kind of hatred has been endured by the corpse for three hundred years. From birth to the present, he has passed the long years, and he feels as if he has not had a single moment in those three hundred years. A warrior of the witch tribe fell into the hands of the Lord of Shadows, and his heart seemed to be cut by a knife.

The long hair is dancing, and the corpse is like the unparalleled god. He is in the eight wastes. Every step of his seems to be stepping on the heart of the shadow master, and the light yarn is shot down. The shadow master is beautiful Her face was revealed, but only a pair of beautiful eyes showed monstrous hatred. If she can escape this catastrophe today, she will definitely be washed away in the future, today's shame.

"Yuying, since you shot and killed the first warrior of the Wu clan, this seat has decided to wash the entire shadow clan with blood in the future, to repay the hatred in your heart, but now you are in the sky and the ground, there is no way to escape !" The tall figure of Shebi corpse stood in the air, looking down at the Shadow Lord, and said coldly, in his eyes, there are only enemies and friends, and there has never been a distinction between men and women.