The God of Destruction

He shook his head, his face was long, looking at the sky with a eye, roaring like a tiger, pressing the clouds in the sky, scaring the snow.

He took a step, the wall fell, earthquake, dust, bricks were also splash.

He walked out of the hall, showing his true face, but he is a monster with only one eye and an eye, surrounded by blood, all body is blood scale.

The monster flashed with one eye, looked at everything, majestic, as if to shred the sky, fry the snowy mountain into a gunpowder.

"My eyebrow is cold, my heart is like ice, my heart is as hard, God can't stop me from killing!"

Sea sings, raised decibels, like tearing damask, getting higher and high, like crossing clouds and arrows straight on the sky.

This monster is bloody, and it is inflated, about more than ten meters high, like a mobile building.

He took a step, the ground was shaken, the house collapsed, the rockery collapsed, his big foot on the ground. Suddenly, the ground fell into a large deep pit, and the blue stone brick was shredded by one.

"I am angry, I can't live forever, why do you want me? I want to shin the world, cut off all God!"

The last one is full of anger and murder, conveying an anger that destroys everything and loses reason.

The monsters rushed out and took a big step and drilled in Panchen.

He collided like a violent bulldozer.

Dust flying, the wall of the Siheyuan collapsed, noisy hustle, a temple was rushing down, the ground battle was like a tympanic film, a big tree around was hit by Flying.

"Is this the god of style? This is not the right practice."

Pan Chen looked at ampere Qingqing and asked curiously.

The god of the style is also known as the ghost, which is a soul or monster that cultivates and serves his master.

The ancestor of the ampeur family is called "Oriental Pan Tooth", known as "Qing Qing Apei", God is his first creation.

Legend has it twelve gods under his hand. He uses spells to summon a god in the battlefield and has the power of the invincible.

In the Yangtze Times, Ampei Qingqing and family, very appreciated the Deawa Shipping, just like a national teacher.

However, in Pan Chen's understanding, the relevant records in the classic, God's style should be a spiritual body, such as more powerful than ghosts and ghosts, but it should be a spiritual force.

Because the original God is also worshiped in the temple, accepting the worship of believers and people, condenses the power of thought.

However, this monster does not depend on the spirit of the absorption force of spirit and faith, but rely on human flesh and blood.

There is a flesh, blood tide, purely the body attack, nor is it a very similar type of God.

"So, in order to kill you, do you still use those old gods? This is the new god of the ampere family, the ancestors of the zombie, won the hook!"

A ampere green sky is cold, full of pride of the tunnel.

"At that time, Guan Dongjun occupied the northeast, in the battle of Jiazanling and anti-Japanese coalition for three days and three nights, countless people were injured, blood, blood spots, buried blood, was suppressed by the Tianchao war for hundreds of years of zombie king attracted "

"He was killing when he saw the Guanzanling in the northeast. The Huaxia and Dongyang did not kill him with gunfire three days. Finally, it is my great Omioge Amili cloud shooting. He, secret method with ghost bell and yin and yang, let him calm down, then we will calm him down. "

Apei Qingtian shakes the bell, despising the tunnel. "He began to sit in the Tanowen Town ten years ago, and now the blood of Ten Masters in Sandalu is absorbed by him. His strength is not on the mid-state master." Pan Taiqiu, How many heads do you pinch? "" It's a powerful blood! "

At this time, even Pan Chen is also a bit moving.

The blood in the body is strong, while Qiao Bin has accumulated the blood accumulated in the Hailing Lake.

If Pan Chen absorbs and refines these blood, I am afraid that his changes will greatly increase the layer.

However, thinking of it is blood, it is absorbed the pulse of sandalwood and blood, and it is a bit disgusting.

Speaking of this, the zombie hook has ran to Pan Chen, blood is surging, shaking in the body like a magma.

His big round table, one waved down, swept it out, grabbing it to Pan Chen.

"Huaxia boy, I want to swallow you, to enhance my blood!"

The sound of winning the hook is like panic, rolling out, shaking people's eardrum, make people feel extremely painful.

His sharp nails collided with the roof like a hook, and most of the roofs of the temple were broken.

Chapter 2367, more terrible monsters, Chapter 2367, more terrible monsters

"How terrible monsters, such a big monster!"

"Be careful!"

In this play, Yuan Ning and Chen Jiafu were frightened, and the legs were soft.

"This, I can't believe that God worshiped in our day and night is a zombie!" Li Jianxi looked very scared.

"Master, come!"

Li Jinzhuang powder boxing hit the low language, whether to save the pulse of the sandalwood, which is the peak of the first World War.

Pan Chen also pointed to a wave, a golden air soldier dazzled, ten meters long, cut to the winning hand.

"No! He is so killing Liu Shengyong!" Seeing this, the Palace was shocked.

"Nothing! This is just an angry soldier, you can't win the zombie king!" Ampere is full of confidence.

Victory has a hundred years of life, killing countless swallowing masters, that year in the China-Japanese battlefield is invincible.

He can swallow hundreds of blood of the soldiers in a mouth, then turn them into a dry body.

In the confrontation of Dongyang Power and the international power, he is also unbeaten.

What martial arts master, what is the hopper, what class power, what the wolf blood, only one dead word to meet the hook of victory.

Pan Chen is very powerful in the legend, he claims to have half steps in the field of God, and even practices in the field of God.

But ampere, empty, just carefully felt that Pan Chen's vitality, there is no strong martial arts, he guess, the owner of the total environment Pan Chen was blown so high.

If it is just an ordinary master, who is the opponent winning this trap?

Sure enough, the winning hand was broken by the wind, but immediately pulled down by the blood, condensed again, and continued to Pan Chen.

When Pan Chen flashed, the person was raised, that person was in the air, and one waved his hand one.

Immediately, hundreds of wind blades don't want to spill out, form a golden-eye-catching wind blade, just like a hurricane to the victory.

"The spear of the big flag!"

A bloody rifle is in the hands of the victory, and the dragon is pierced with the edge of the wind.

The spell is sharp, blood is surging, breaking through the void, violently rubbing with air, unexpectedly burning the flame leading to the sky.