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It was an almost eternal figure, as if it had merged into everything in this great world. <Cho, he is everything!

It's hard to describe the shock that Zao Wou-ki brought to the living dead at this moment. He never knew that a person could be so strong, because at this moment, this kind of strength is not limited to his own strength, but almost a kind of mysterious The incomparable artistic conception of Tao is like the vastness, thickness and eternity brought by heaven and earth to people.

A feeling of incarnation of heaven and earth arises spontaneously in Zhao Wuji's heart. It can't be said that it is an illusion or something, but Zhao Wuji clearly feels that the current self can shatter everything with every move.

The domineering, the domineering of the world, these once powerful opponents in front of him, in his eyes, are actually as small as ants.

Bang bang bang!

This is the loud sound from the double god seat running wildly. He regards Zhao Wou-ki as his only enemy, and wishes to tear Zhao Wou-ki into pieces. Now he has no thoughts of his own at all, only the fighting instinct left.

He doesn't care how amazing Zao Wou-Ki's aura is now, he doesn't care whether Zao Wou-Ki can easily crush him like an ant, what he knows is that it's just fighting, fighting non-stop, until... Kill Zhao Wuji completely.

This section of the road has already lost the slightest appearance of the road. There are large and small gravels everywhere. It can be vaguely seen that the stones on the road have been lifted up by large pieces and rolled on the wilderness aside.

The large and small stone pits are full of cobweb-like cracks, and it is hard to tell who belongs to the footprints several inches deep. <As it rises, it's like a layer of tulle covering everything, making everything around you seem hazy and elusive.

What doesn't match this scene at all is the manic appearance of the double god seat at this time, his feet are directly and roughly crushing forward

Sweeping and sweeping, like a huge shovel, it huddled the countless stones and soil into a ball, and then all of them were concentrated on the shovel, shoveling it forward abruptly.

"Death! Death!" This is the only word that Shuanggodzao has now, and this short word clearly shows the bloodthirsty in his heart.

Within a short distance, in the frantic march of the double god seat, it only took a moment to rush towards Zhao Wuji's direction.

The sand and stones splashed, the smoke and dust filled the air, and the hiss and roar all stood out in front of my eyes at this moment.

That bestial figure, at this moment, fully interprets the rage.

However, what he faced was Zao Wou-ki.

A Zao Wou-Ki whose strength is difficult to describe in words at this time.

After he rose from the sky, he stepped down, and the endless icy aura seemed to come crashing down from the nine heavens. Zhao Wou-ki hung in the air like this, looking down at the double god seat from a high position, his eyes gradually became indifferent ruthless.

The red eyes of the double god seat were like a pool of blood, filled with endless bloodthirsty and madness. The tendons on his thick neck were thick and rough, and the blood that gave it crazy power flowed.He roared, roaring continuously, like a giant beast in ancient times, the roar was enough to shake the heavens and the earth.

He raised his head and stared at Zhao Wou-ki, then he roared, his limbs were like a machine, he sent his whole body upwards abruptly, and rushed towards Zhao Wou-ki.

Zhao Wuji's indifferent eyes swept towards him, facing his roar and madness, he seemed indifferent.

But, only in a split second, Zhao Wuji moved.

He raised his hand and raised it high, as if driving the power of heaven and earth.

At that moment, the situation changed.

There is a wind, as if coming from the horizon, getting stronger and stronger.

The wind howls into the ears, the soul shakes, the wind cold invades the body, and the whole body is cold.

Zhao Wou-ki raised his hand like this, his aura soared into the sky, like the shouts of thousands of soldiers and horses, like the murderous aura of thousands of troops and horses.

Rumble!

There were bursts of roaring sounds that seemed to be shaking the ground, but this was obviously not from the shaking of the ground.

It was coming madly, like the roar of the air from the endless sea, the billowing air surging into the sky.

The air wave rolled in, and there was a rumbling sound.

Pieces of white mist surged up in the air, like whitening waves in the sea, endless.

They come from all directions, constantly gathering, and constantly merging into Zao Wou-ki's raised hand.

A large expanse of palpitating white color, that white color contains a terrifying power that makes people tremble deep in the soul.

"Roar!" The double god seat ignored everything, with his gnarled muscles, his heart full of boiling blood and murderous aura, he rushed towards the sky, towards his target, towards Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wou-ki's cold and heartless eyes did not move at all, like a real god, who regards all living beings as ants.

Then, just as the double god seat was about to touch him, he moved.

He raised his hand and pressed it down slightly.

What a small gesture it is!So small that it's almost overlooked.

However, accompanied by this movement, the layers of qi lang that came together seemed to boil suddenly, tumbling up, and the qi lang was set off again and again.

Afterwards, the air lang was pressed down.

Everything is quiet.

Like the dead silence before the storm.

The billowing billow of air that covered the sky and covered the earth contained endless power, from top to bottom, it pressed down fiercely towards the double grid god seat.

The churning white air waves set off wave after wave of air heavily, and spread towards the endless distance. When there were invisible ripples, the air waves continued to sink and sink, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top.

"Ah!" The double-frame God seat standing vertically suddenly froze, his eyes opened tightly, and the blood red color of his eyes spread all over his face in an instant, and the tendons wrapped around his forehead spread to the side of his face , slowly rising, as if bearing unimaginable pressure.

Everything is still at this moment, this kind of directness is weird, as if time and space have stopped at this moment.

In an instant, time began to flow forward again.

The double-frame god who was crushed under the tumbling air suddenly let out a hissing roar, and his violent limbs were originally punching forward, but it was only for a moment, his fists seemed to be electrocuted Usually, it retracts suddenly, and the sound of clicking suddenly continues.

boom! <The diameter of the hole is more than ten meters, and the edge of the cobweb-like hole is full of continuous cracks that are as thin as a little finger and as thick as a long arm, spreading towards the surroundings.

Then the air lang depresses with a bang, pressing down on the ground, and immediately splashes countless air blades, howling like a furious sea lang, splashing and shooting in all directions.

The downward trend of the air caused even the ground to tremble.

And the figure of the double god seat, just under the billowing air, was swallowed by the endless smoke and dust, and finally disappeared into the billowing air.

When the earth was shaken and the ground sank, there was a continuous booming sound, and the sand, stone and dust splashed along with the air wave that slammed into the ground fiercely, counting all the people in the surrounding area. It splashed wildly, smashing out small holes, and the ground was riddled with holes in an instant.

Zhao Wou-ki's eyes were indifferent, his expression was indifferent, he shot out silently, and then retracted silently.

But the momentum caused by his attack was simply earth-shattering, the power of one man was no less than that of tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, and with the murderous aura that rushed straight into the sky, he rushed towards the enemy like a tide on the battlefield.

A cloud of dust billowed endlessly on the ground, obscuring all people's sight.

Amidst the thick smoke and dust, a figure appeared in the haze.

This figure walked forward slowly, gradually revealing its face, it was the indifferent Zhao Wuji.

He stood in this billowing thick fog, as if standing in the torrent of time, letting the torrent of fake cases rush past him, but he never moved, 1000 years, 1 years, or eternity.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Wou-ki took a step forward.

It's just this simple step without any fuss.

boom!

At this moment, the smoke and dust wave seemed to be split by a huge sword, rushing towards the sides.

Zhao Wuji's figure became clearer, he raised his hand slightly, as if he waved it casually, all the air waves and dust that still lingered around seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, at an infinite speed, Disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Then everything became clear here.

In the huge pit, the double god seat lay motionless in it, his eyes opened tightly, the blood color had not yet dissipated.The twisted limbs were bent at strange angles. They were once thick as if they were tui, but now they became extremely thin and thin. The skin around him was like broken porcelain, with countless cracks. Terrifying.

He was indeed dead, all the bones, tendons, and everything in his body were broken.

Broken to pieces, that was his end.

"It's too scary." The undead's mind faltered for a while, and his legs almost couldn't stand upright. "Is this still human power?"

Even their so-called "God Thrones" couldn't help but feel that they had suddenly become extremely small.

An irresistible sense of surrender rose in his heart, although he knew that this was not his original intention, but this kind of forest, a sharp pain came to his heart, and the living dead barely woke himself up.

He knew the end was doomed.

From the beginning, the Ice King rushed towards Zhao Wuji crazily, full of thoughts of shame, and then suddenly stopped in his steps, but he no longer had the strength to walk back.

Fear made him unable to move, no matter whether he was going forward or backward.

However, he still tried his best to adjust his direction, let himself face the back slowly, and then took a step, gathering all his strength, let himself run, that's right, just run, run like an ordinary person stand up.

"Escape!" This was the only thought in his mind.