The most powerful god in the history of infinity

Chapter 469 Breathing the Wind!Call the rain!Bean Soldiers!

The dark battle formation exudes golden, silver, and black rays of light in the sun. The army of immortals that shocked the entire Immortal Dome Continent slowly moved forward, like an arrow covering the sky, towards the nearest Yan clan. Lasing away!

"Dark clouds overwhelm the city to destroy it, and the light of the armor opens to the golden scales of the sun!"

"stop!"

Galloping all the way, with that vast coercion, even the tree demons and poisonous insects in the primeval forest dare not make the slightest movement, for fear that if they are not careful, they will be in danger of falling.

In the void less than ten miles away from the gathering place of the Yan Clan, Zhao Wou-ki gave the order to stand by on the spot, and then stood at the forefront of the legion, looking coldly at the majestic giant city burning with flames in front of him.

At this time, countless alien races have gathered on the city wall, not only the millions of troops of the Yan Clan, but also all the ethnic groups in Monan, such as the Lei Clan and the Resentment Clan, have gathered here. They have already lined up in the air, as if they are waiting They come normally.

"My lord Wang Lin is so inspiring today, I don't know what it is?"

A giant who was covered in flames and couldn't see his face flew out of the city wall and asked with a look of fear.

"Yan Lie, the patriarch of the Yan Clan?"

Along the way, Zao Wou-ki had learned about the high-level information of various ethnic groups. Although he couldn't see the other party's face clearly at the moment, Zhao Wou-ki still got the information from the coercion emanating from the other party.

"Master Wang Lin is really a nobleman who forgets things. When he led his army to station in Monan, I once visited you with other patriarchs!" the giant said in a dull voice, without the slightest emotion fluctuation. .

Zhao Wou-ki nodded indifferently, "That's fine, then your death won't be considered unjust!"

The black sword light flashed, and a huge head wrapped in flames was thrown high. With the surprised eyes and slightly opened mouth, it seems that the owner of this head did not expect that he would die so easily, and there was no room for resistance. .

Zao Wou-ki's black figure appeared behind Yan Lie, he stretched out his hand, and a transparent soul exuding a scorching aura appeared in his hand. The transparent soul had a look of resentment and fear on its face, as if it wanted to open its mouth to say something What.

"The alien race in Monan colludes with the Shura tribe in Mobei to make enemies with our human race, and they will be punished according to the law!"

It seems that Wang Lin's influence is getting deeper and deeper, and Zhao Wou-ki's way of doing things at this time is becoming more and more decisive, and he is not procrastinating at all.

Having crushed Yan Lie's soul, the long sword exuding black murderous aura in Zhao Wuji's hand pointed forward: "Attack!"

Without Zao Wou-ki's command, countless celestial arts and supernatural powers have spewed out, golden dragons, silver wind blades, and fiery red phoenixes. The endless supernatural powers of human true immortals bombarded the majestic giant city of flames in front of them in an instant. superior.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Chucky!"

Countless explosions resounded through the sky and earth, and finally converged into an explosion sound like chaos returning to nothingness. The terrifying hissing sound and endless destructive power instantly tore apart the defensive formation of the Flaming City, and then the alien race The horror, disbelief and unwillingness in the eyes quickly spread to the alien army.

"Run away!"

No matter how the foreign generals suppressed it, the soldiers had thrown down their weapons without fighting spirit, and fled quickly to the abyss and dense forest behind, as if they didn't want to stay here for a moment.

"Break the whole into parts, form a team of hundreds, and pursue each other! Get rid of the evil!"

After Zao Wou-ki simply gave the order, his body formed a black light that was speeding fast, and in the blink of an eye, he came to some foreign generals who hadn't escaped yet and were about to struggle to the death.

"Wan Jian Jue!"

In the middle of the battle at this moment, Zhao Wou-ki was as if he had the heart of a blessed spirit, and he just used a magical power of swordsmanship, and the endless black sword light wiped out all the struggling alien races around him in an instant.

"The turkey and the dog are vulnerable!"

Although the strength of the enemy couldn't withstand his own blow, Zhao Wuji did not forget his purpose of coming to this world, he finally had this opportunity, if he didn't hurry up, he would miss the opportunity in vain!
Without stopping, Zhao Wou-ki looked around at the alien races fleeing in all directions, identified a direction, and then chased forward again. It didn't take long before he caught up with some alien races in front who were running at a slower speed.

"Blow the wind!"

A series of terrifying tornadoes, under the blessing of the power of the avenue of wind, tore apart the sky and swept away the aliens in front of them.

"These tornadoes seem a little scary!"

"In this type of supernatural power, it not only contains the tearing power of the Dao of Wind, but also the cutting power of the Dao of Space. The aura of destroying heaven and earth seems to include the Dao of Destruction!"

After pondering for a while, Zhao Wou-ki raised his head excitedly. If he can't comprehend it once, then he can do it ten times a hundred times. There are so many different races who can practice their hands. It's hard to believe that they can't understand a complete way!

His figure turned into a streamer and flew forward again, catching up with some fleeing aliens in a few breaths, not paying any attention to the pleading in their eyes, Zhao Wou-ki slowly raised his palm again.

"Call the rain!"

"Da da da!"

Drops of black raindrops quietly fell on the body of the alien race. Before the alien race could react, the sparse raindrops turned into a heavy rain in an instant, converging into a long black river in an instant. The alien race that was swept in instantly lost all their bones and turned into a part of the long black river.

"It's really terrifying. The two alien races who struggled for three breaths in the black long river should be immortal emperors. Yes, they are indeed immortal emperors, but they were corroded by the long river without a trace of resistance. They are both in the realm of immortal emperors. But the difference in strength is so big, it is really terrifying!"

Zhao Wuji saw with his own eyes that the Immortal Emperor of the Resentful Clan who fell into the river first summoned countless resentful spirits who seemed to want to perform death-surrogate powers. At the same time, he also summoned a long black banner exuding a ghostly aura. The ghosts and gods roared from the long streamer, and with every roar, there would be an extra crack in the space, which showed its powerful attack power.

But even so, the Immortal Emperor of the Resentful Clan came up with endless means, but he could only resist the three breaths of time, and finally merged into the black river unwillingly, his soul was scattered, and he didn't even have the chance to reincarnate.

"This type of supernatural power at least includes the avenue of water, the avenue of darkness, and the avenue of destruction. The endless suction power cannot even fly out of the immortal emperor-level powerhouse. It should also include the avenue of gravity and the avenue of sealing. There should be some avenues fused into it, but with my current state, I still can't comprehend them all!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Wou-ki's mouth, it's okay, there are still many alien races waiting for him to kill!
(End of this chapter)