Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4634: ???The real battle (Part 1)
That is an irreversible forbidden technique. At its own expense, it explodes nearly ten times its own energy.
Once used, it is an endless situation.
In the state of invincible supremacy burning half of his own, he confronts the False God with determination.
Like the burning sun, everything in Jian Wushuang's body, Sheng Ji!
The black robe can't bear Sheng Ji's divine power, and it breaks on its own, revealing a chest full of shrewd **** patterns.
Then, Jian Wushuang held up the sky with one hand and met the mighty finger.
The already shattered heaven and earth star field is directly reduced to the void, and the entire Luodu star field is connected with nearly twenty satellite fields around it, and finally vanishes into a powder.
Under this indescribable horror martyrdom, even the half-ancestral class cannot stand on their feet!
In spite of everything, Feng Qi spit out a breath of blood, and then passed out, and his figure fell into the void.
Linhe Dragon Emperor was also overwhelmed, and he fainted after vomiting a large amount of blood.
In the boundless and broken void, only three figures stand.
The frightening finger of the False God was finally taken over by Jian Wushuang, and his whole body was dazzling to the extreme.
Three hundred and sixty million pores bleed at the same time, but they are instantly evaporated by Sheng Ji’s divine power.
Jian Wushuang's unabashed fiery hatred burst out of the bottom of his eyes, and the past was astonishing, but he never forgot his revenge.
In the face of this small and determined body that can take your finger, even the False God can't help but look away.
In the beginning, did the ants actually grow to this degree?
This child must not be left!
The False God slammed another blow, which was enough to cover the ground, and then shattered the Void.
Jan Wushuang's eyes are fiercely aggressive. He is no longer passive, but integrates the style of Tianmen into his own, and resolutely collides.
He is already determined to die, and ten to ten strengths are here!
Huanghuang Shenwei reflected the sky like the daylight. This type of heavenly gate is extremely powerful, allowing Jian Wushuang to invincible supreme realm in half a step, and touched the mysterious edge.
He seems to have returned to the land of sorrow, enjoying his wanton feelings in his own magical dojo.
At this moment, there is only a deep sigh between heaven and earth, "Oh, idiot--"
Lao Zun opened his eyes slowly, facing the pole that was about to bloom, and quietly dispersed.
The next moment, a black shadow appeared quietly behind Jian Wushuang, with one hand directly grabbing the back of his neck, and then disappeared.
"Booming--"
The two auras collided with each other, even the void was wiped out, the indescribable martyrdom, so that no one can survive here anymore.
When the imaginary **** at the top of the earth saw Fang Cai's scene, he frowned slightly.
"It hurts so much--"
Jian Wushuang took a breath and cried out in pain.
Lao Zun snorted, loosened the palm holding the back of his neck, and at the same time, a palm containing strange energy was shot on Jian Wushuang's chest.
The weird and majestic energy enters the body, and the burning essence blood stops burning!
Jian Wushuang was completely shocked that the lost blood was slowly going back.
Before waiting for him to speak, a gentle force dragged him away.
Feng Qi, who has become a fateful giant phoenix, turned his head and threw Jian Wushuang on his back. A pair of phoenixes was full of sulking. "Do you really think you will be able to die once you die? It’s a manly act!"
"I will only say one word, if you die, I will immediately lead the Feng clan to surrender to the imaginary universe, you can do it yourself!"
Jian Wushuang scratched his head, embarrassed.
Lao Zun stood on the spot, looking at the False God with the three-pronged imperial crown, and his face was bad, "Give you three breathing time, roll from my eyes."
The vacant **** looked calm and looked at Lao Zun from afar. One side was ten times as strong as the previous palm seal.
Lao Zun snorted and waved his robe sleeve directly.
Thousands of miles of tremors in the void, the black thunder easily smashed the sky markings instantly.
"Since you don’t get away, then stay!"
An endless sigh rang out, and on the dark and broken sky dome, a roaring black water river suddenly fell.
Xu Shen's eyes narrowed, he seemed to realize something, and there were taboos in his eyes.
He no longer stands where he was, and he wants to leave with his hands behind his back.
However, from the dumped Heishui River, a giant arm was suddenly swept out, and directly hit the virtual god.
He swayed the sleeves of his Chinese costume, building endless barriers to block in front of him.
However, that giant arm easily penetrated all the defenses and actually bombarded the False God.
A great horror energy like ruin is completely exploded, and the virtual **** can no longer remain indifferent, crossing his arms to block.
There is no magnificent blaze and blast, and the sound is dull to the extreme.
The sleeves of the Xushenhua clothing are all broken, embarrassed, and even the trident crown on the top of the head is slightly skewed.
The False God is completely shocked, and can crush himself with the power of a single form. How could there be such a person in the two universes?
"You, don't belong here!" Xu Shen looked at Lao Zun, saying one word after another.
"So what?" Lao Zun stepped forward and said softly.
Take a deep breath and stare at him with a false look, then escape into a dark cloud of smoke.
Lao Zun narrowed his eyes, reaching for the final blow.
Endless lightning appears on the broken void, and collectively lowers the punishment.
The vacant **** who was leaving with all his strength snorted, and the black Jinhua suit on his body was mostly broken, but instead of stopping his body, he left at a faster speed.
At this point, the entire Luodu Starland is completely dead.
Lao Zun looked at the chaotic spring eyes that rose from the void and was scorching and raging, and tried to block again.
The dim star-like spaceship travels under a starry sky.
On the deck, there was silence.
After this incident, the Qilin tribe has less than one-tenth of its descendants, and even a large number of middle and high supremacy have died.
The surviving Kirin tribes are no longer than ten thousand.
All the descendants of the Qilin tribe looked at Linhe Dragon Emperor and wanted to tear him away.
If it’s not the dragon ancestor of the dragon family, how could his Qilin family suffer such a heavy blow!
But their Qilin clan now has no one-and-a-half ancestor class. What can they kill Linhe Dragon Emperor?
Only waiting for the last Jinghong Tianjiao of the Qilin tribe to return, they can revenge on this **** sea.
Under the heart-wrenching hatred, Qi Ting and the other four sons began to appease the remaining descendants.
Lao Zun seemed a little tired. Jian Wushuang used his divine power to condense into a chair to make him sit down.
However, the situation of the Dragon and Kirin tribes is no longer able to be mediated by Jianwushuang.
The False God returns, the internal chaos is like a rainstorm, and even for a while, he feels powerless.
With the suspicious and overbearing character of the False God, a war that truly collapsed the divine universe might have begun.