The male god of fast wear is not human

Chapter 433 What Garbage Are You (51)

Hundreds of years ago, there was a war between gods and demons.

Its fuse is nothing more than the greedy mouth of the demon boy.

between gods and demons,

Since the beginning of the world,
Inherently they are opposites.

Fan Mo once killed his younger brother in the heaven,
challenge the crowd with one,

The gods were terrified to kill.

Henceforth the realm of the gods, the realm of heaven,
Anyone who hears the name of Demon Venerable Fanmo respects and fears him, avoiding him for fear of not being able to catch up with him.

Warriors of God,
I don't know who the beast king of the demon world is, or how many emperors the mortal world has,
but never,

and dare not,
Forget who the name of the Lord of the Demon Realm is.

Wearing black clothes, gold and black spears,

Sweeping thousands of troops, killing gods like hemp.

Goodbye Qiwei today,

All the heavenly soldiers will hang their swords on their heads and fight with each other.

This journey,
Encounter against the devil head,
The first battle is difficult, and there is no return.

This journey,
Encountering a devil, living without thoughts,

to fight, or not to fight,
Sooner or later, he must die.

He Ju was filled with anger and had nowhere to vent his anger.

Facing the magical weapons of soldiers all over the sky,

I only feel that there are dry grass and oil firewood in front of my eyes,

Continue to heat him to a higher boiling point.

The devil is the beloved,
runaway in rage,
Killing Immortals and Gods,

The more you fight, the braver you are.

The power shakes the Quartet.

Birds startled and fell to the ground, beasts crouched in fear,
The sky and the earth also changed color.

this battle,
There seems to be no end and no end.

Until the night turns bright, the day will break the dawn.

He Jun finally felt exhausted.

No matter how strong the Demon Lord is,

There are always times when the magic energy is exhausted and the stamina is insufficient.

And those gods and wrestlers,
Even if there is no god general to sit in command,

Still undead.

Not to mention that it is as endless as locusts that No. [-] worried about.

Kuang Qiansui opened his eyes again,
as far as the eye can see,
It is the black magic soldiers holding up spears, forks, swords and halberds,

swarming,

To recruit and kill her prince.

As for the prince, he was already showing signs of fatigue, his offensive was insufficient, and he was about at the end of his strength.

She lifted herself up little by little.

Extremely slow.

There was a screen of enchantment behind her, and she kept begging and begging her not to move around, to stop trying to be brave, and turned a deaf ear to her.

"Prince."

"He Jun."

"Flip the ink—!"

He Jun moved his hands stabbing and picking,
Throwing the corpses on the spears,
Look back at the ground,

Can't help but be overjoyed,

"Chitose!"

The long guns swept across,
Immediately turned and flew down,

Not paying attention to his feet, he staggered and almost fell down.

But still full of joy, he rushed to Kuang Qiantui,

"Thousands, thousands, thousands..."

heart beating wildly,

Through chest and clothes,
Kuang Chitose's nasal cavity was still sore.

"hiss--"

Kuang Qiansui cursed lowly,
"It hurts. Don't hold it so tight."

He Jun quickly let go,

One hand doesn't know where to put it,
The spear was still firmly held in the palm of his hand,
"You and I……"

At this time, there is no wound medicine, no doctor, He Jun is really flustered.

Kuang Qiansui raised his hand with difficulty,
Caressing his blood-stained face,
want to say something,
It was forcibly interrupted by a guy who didn't know what to do.

"Fan Mo Mozun,"

A man wearing a crown and a robe, holding a wat in both hands, stood respectfully behind He Yun,
Seeing that Chitose looked up,
Slightly startled in my heart, a strange color flashed in my eyes,
"This fellow Daoist."

Kuang Chitose twitched the corner of his mouth,

"Don't, Lord Wuman Lingguan, we don't know each other well."

The five apparition officers were startled slightly,
It only takes a moment to return to normal color,

Familiar with the courtesy,

"This battle may be a misunderstanding, and today both sides will suffer, how about this..."

"impossible."

Kuang Qiansui interrupted him forcefully,

Scan your eyes around,
"He who killed me,

Hurt my friends, destroy my restaurant,
Want to turn over a misunderstanding?
Dreaming. "

The five spirit officials frowned,

His eyes fell sharply on Kuang Chitose's body covered in bruises,

"This deity is for your consideration.

Fellow Daoist is injured and can no longer fight,
Lord Mozun was brave just now, and he must have been a little exhausted,

these mortals,

The two may not be able to save. "

The Lingguan admitted that his words were profound,
And persuasively,
"A word of advice to fellow Taoists, don't be ignorant of flattery."

(End of this chapter)