Chaotic Sword God

In the face of the god-level combat skills exhibited by Ming Dong, the master of the gods did not dare to have the slightest care. The expression was dignified, and immediately screamed, the energy of the whole body was turbulent, and the power of the law gathered from the void to form a glare. The dazzling energy beam suddenly hits.

He also used his combat skills, which is very powerful. Although it is not a god-level combat technique, it has surpassed the true-level nine-product combat technique and belongs to the level of the second god.

God-level combat techniques, like artifacts, are usually only found by the strongest initiators. In the kingdom of the gods, even those who are the gods of the throne of the throne, who can master the god-level combat skills, It is also rare as rare.

Of course, there are also some god-level combat techniques such as Xuanjianqi, which captures the mystery of the heavens and the earth, and does not have too high a requirement for the cultivation of the practitioners, and can be controlled by the military in the lower realm.

But such a warfare technique, let alone in the entire fairy world, never exceeds three types. Even if the immortal world and the sacred world add up, it will not exceed the number of one hand, which is very rare and precious.

"boom!"

In a deafening roar, Mingdong's annihilation of the sword air exudes a devastating atmosphere, and it is like a broken bamboo that has defeated this equally powerful energy light column, and then the remaining power is not reduced, with powerful to unimaginable power, playing On the chest of a great god.

"Hey!"

With a crisp sound coming out, the best defensive armor worn on this sacred king of the gods immediately became shattered, and his entire chest was smashed in, with the power of destruction. The energy is rampant in his body. The internal organs of his body are turned into smashes, and the body is severely damaged. The blood in his mouth is even more vomiting.

The momentum of Mingdong is rising and growing stronger, and the strong killing is almost full of substance. With full anger and sorrow and hate staring at this person, the footsteps are empty, and only one step is to cross a distant distance. In the face of this devastating king of the gods, the long sword in his hand was hot, and the law of destruction was gathered, and the sword went straight.

This sword is like a force in the field. When the sword of the East is smashed, the space of the whole body is solidified, and the opponent's body is tightly locked, and it is difficult to move.

Suddenly, the blood was covered with Tianyu. The head of this sacred **** was directly defeated by a sword from the East, and the corpse was separated. The blood of the King of God was transformed into a **** rain with energy like a star. Light, from the high air, down, like a meteor shower.

"Do you know who I am?"

As long as the gods are not destroyed, they will not really fall. The demon king who was sung by the head of the singer did not die because of this. He stared at the singer with a hateful look.

"Whoever participates in the siege of the sword dust, no matter who you are, no matter what background you have, you will eventually die. Because I am singing, I will never let any of you." Ming Dong said coldly. If the face is frosty and cold, the murder is extremely strong, and the head of this sacred **** is directly carried, and the secret method is used to imprison, so that his **** is sealed in the head and cannot escape.

"The master of Guli is the ancestors of an eternal dynasty. If you kill him, you must think about the consequences you have to face." Another sacred **** is no longer in the shot, standing in the distance and looking at the heart. Staring at Ming Dong.

Mingdong did not speak, the left hand carrying the head of a master god, the right hand holding the sword directly to the second generation of the gods.

After seeing the strength of Mingdong, the second-generation **** king knows that he is by no means an opponent of Mingdong. He has no intention of fighting, and he has no hesitation, and he has used his secret method to escape from here.

"Block him!" Mingdong screamed coldly and immediately ordered the five gods. If the king of the gods wants to escape, he really does not have to stay.

When the five great gods started their hands in Mingdong, they were scattered around them. They had already surrounded the battle circle with the first step of encirclement. At this moment, the two of them did not hesitate, and they immediately supported their hands. Spread the secret method, draw the ground for the prison, and trap the space.

Feeling the change of this space, the famous **** of the king who wants to escape changed his face, suddenly turned and stared at Mingdong, Shen Sheng: "Hello, do you really want to kill?"

The one who answered him was a long sword with the law of destruction, and he came over without mercy.

In two-on-one, they are not the opponents of Mingdong. At the moment, one-on-one, the disadvantages are more obvious. The two sides have not been fighting for a long time. The second-generation **** of the gods has also been smashed by the sword of the East, the blood of the gods. Dyeed the sky, and dyed the moon and peaks to a blood red.

The war ended, and the people gathered around the Moon Peak were already shocked and silent, and the heart stirred up waves.

The two gods of the throne of the gods, in the eyes of many people, are like myths and belong to the legendary existence. However, at this moment, two people were degraded in front of their eyes, which caused a tremendous shock to their hearts. I can't be calm for a long time.

The sacred gods who are mixed in the crowd are serious expressions, and their eyes are staring at Mingdong for a moment. It seems that they must firmly remember this face.

The strength that Mingdong showed at this moment is enough to make many of the gods in the throne here have to be jealous.

"This person does not seem to be any stranger on the throne of God, whether it is a name or a feature, it is very strange."

"It seems that this is called Mingdong, and has not gone through the throne of God."

Some of the strongest gods on the throne are sighing in their hearts.

"Let's go, this person is very strong, and our gods have been hit hard. It is not the opponent of this person." In the crowd, Bai Yi is like a palace, and his face is very unsightly.

Gong Zheng is also a gloomy face, afraid to look at Ming Dong, fear that the person standing on the peak of the moon will be aware of his existence because of his own gaze.

Bai Yihe Gongzheng carefully retired, followed the flow of people, away from the moon peak. When they both came to disguise, they didn't have to worry about being recognized.

In the other direction of the crowd, a woman wearing a white long skirt and a scarf was standing there, and at the moment she was also staring deeply at Mingdong, standing on the peak of the moon.

"His Royal Highness, this person is very strong, afraid that he is qualified to stabilize the throne of the throne of the gods. For the safety of the princess, it is recommended that the princess still withdraw from the Bohai God Palace." Beside this woman, there are more than ten gods. For example, the **** generally protects the woman, and one of the gods guards carefully conveys the woman to the woman.

This woman is a princess with a long history and profound ancient dynasty. She is also one of the eight great gods who besieged Jian Chen.

In the other direction, there is also a woman standing in the crowd with a very low profile. She wears a bucket on her head and no one can see her lineup.

This woman, also one of the eight people, is a proud woman in the big family, but at the moment, her pretty face hidden under the fighting is also full of dignity.

"I didn't expect that someone would come to revenge for Jian Chen so quickly, and the strength is still so strong. It seems that my next step is to be careful." The woman's heart was dark, and the light in her eyes flickered.