King of Worlds Chapter 89: Gandalf

"You guys!"

Gandalf is pleased that these people have come at a time when the country is in great trouble.

A figure of Tao quickly flashed under the giant palm, his hands were raised, and Chakra broke out, wanting to block this huge palm. But when they were in contact, they were already spouting blood.

The vast power on it is far more than the Chakra they master.

But even so, there are still figures constantly flashing out, contributing a little meager force.

"Gandalf Chief, I have led all the soldiers!"

General Yang shouted not far away. At the moment, he also raised his hands and clenched his teeth, insisting that his bones and joints around his body were crunching.

"Qin's Nation has you, your majesty will be very pleased!"

Gandalf sighed.

Qin Yi has always been known for its kindness, freedom, equality and sharing in treating people in the country. Because of this, the people have great respect and respect for it. The ordinary tens of millions of people who are facing disaster in this country have also stood up and contributed their own strength.

Even though these powers are still weak in the face of the world's big hands, they are still weak, but in the end, they have earned a little effort for him.

"Your strength is very useful, as long as you persist for a while, as long as you will."

"The old man will sacrifice himself, summon the power of the king, and our country will be saved!"

Hashirama gritted his teeth. At this moment, everyone was sweating and sweating on his body, but he still insisted.

"Mr. Gandalf, please as soon as possible! We can’t hold on for long!"

Gandalf nodded, holding the staff in both hands, his complexion became solemn and solemn.

"Although the old man is only a small, sand-like Demi-God in the stars of the universe, he has a sacrificial art in his heart!"

"This technique!"

Pause, Gandalf didn't go on.

This technique was given to him by the first king in order to be used for help in times of crisis. Although King is mostly a ruthless generation, the one he follows is just the opposite. Even if he leaves, he still cares about his children.

It's just that this ritual technique uses his vitality, with the vitality igniting God Fire, to get the moment of the sacrifice.

Both eyes closed slightly, Gandalf slightly loosened his strength against the giant palm.

At this moment, countless people supporting the big hand below spouted blood, fell to the ground, and disappeared instantly. At the next moment of disappearance, countless people stepped forward to make up.

Qin's Nation has more than two billion people, and at this moment everyone is united and vows to defend their homeland!

"A group of ants, a mantis arm is a car, you are looking for death!"

Black Tortoise was shocked when he saw this scene, but he still sneered.

He did not expect that people in this world could block his power for so long. The fear in my heart is King's World, but only the civilization of the Starlight level can have such power.

The right hand suddenly stretched out and then pressed.

"Boom!"

On the huge palm, the strength is increased again.

At this very moment, Gandalf's full body robe moved without wind, his eyes wide open.

"Sacrifice with your body, burn my God Fire!"

"Look at the fire, call my king!"

"Burn it, my life!"

Heavy voices came from Gandalf’s eyes. In his body, a dazzling white light flashed up, and in front of his staff, the white flame burned more intensely.

In front of the void, there appeared to be a gap that was only one inch in size, crooked and twisted, and stretched out to an unknown distance.

At this moment, the vitality of Gandalf is burning wildly, and the gap of a few inches in size is also rapidly extending to the extreme.

In just a short five breaths, Gandalf's skin began to wrinkle, his hair began to fall off, his spirit was rapidly languishing, and his vitality passed very quickly.

"Quick! Quick! Must find!"

Gandalf muttered.

His lips began to dry, his arm skin began to collapse, and he became thinner and thinner, and the energy of his blood and blood was rapidly evaporating.

After five or six breaths, the people under the giant palms changed for fifteen waves, and most of them had already stooped, and they were firm and firm.

At this moment, Dashan was smoothed out, the tsunami was stretched out, and the sound of rubbing kept coming into the ears. Everything about Qin's Nation was being smoothed out by this giant palm.

Finally, in the increasingly blurred vision of Gandalf, I saw a specific scene in that gap.

The vast mountains are all over the world, countless huge trees stand on the ground, rivers are like the sea, the sea is like the stars, and huge monsters walk on the ground, making a deafening shock. With just a glance, Gandalf can feel the shock of the face, and the intoxicating taste of Spiritual Qi.

This is an extremely vast world, far beyond his imagination.

All the scenes are flashing rapidly, and finally, a huge Palace Hall, as huge as a star, is reflected in his eyes.

Then, another flash, across the tens of thousands of faces in awe, bowed and bowed his head, daring to look up, group of ministers back, a jade crown, wearing a black dragon robe, a middle-aged man half lying on the dragon chair appeared .

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing this man, Gandalf smiled.

Finally, he found it.

Afterwards, his vision was blurred, the gap between the inches disappeared, and his huge body fell to the ground~IndoMTL.com~The vitality was overdrawn and Gandalf fell.

"Gandalf!"

"Mr. Chief!"

Countless exclamations came out, and the fall of Gandalf shocked everyone at Qin's Nation.

People can’t imagine that such an old man who is so powerful and quiet and usually treats people kindly fell down.

Hashirama closed her eyes and felt sad. Gandalf fell down, and then it was them.

This huge palm is difficult to resist with the power of everyone present.

At the same moment, the magnificent and magnificent Palace Hall that was seen before Gandalf.

"Gandalf!"

The middle-aged man half lying on Royal Seat suddenly stunned.

After a while, he sighed slightly.

"Is the technique of sacrifice?"

When he moves around, he will sit up.

"Your Majesty, you are not well. This is not the case."

A man in a green robe next to him, with a Ancient Sword on his waist, has bright eyes and insight into everything, and immediately advises.

"Nothing, Yi Tuo, Gandalf is the only help I left to that kid."

"Now, he has used the ritual technique, and the kid has nothing."

"I gave him life and I should protect him once."

The middle-aged man was pale and his body seemed very weak. Even when he climbed from this dragon chair, he seemed to be slow, seemingly struggling, but his tone was very firm.

Yituo’s expression changed, and he knew the meaning of His Majesty’s sentence.

On weekdays, this majesty will call me whatever he is facing, but at this time, he actually mentioned a word. Moreover, the thick tenderness and care flashed in his eyes at the moment also made him speechless.

In the eyes of the king, there are very few affections and feelings, but the man he follows is the exception.