God Of Soul System

Naval headquarters.

In the office of the Warring States, the Marshal Warring States were watching a photo on the table revealing that the person on the photo was Edward Weibull.

"For half a month, I still haven't found any news. Where did this guy come from?"

The Warring States’ eyes are low. In the case of the Navy’s intelligence agencies, it may be difficult to find an ordinary person, but it is very simple to find a strong person unless the person has never shot it.

But for half a month, no news can be found.

Or.

The information found is very vague, completely ignorant of the true and false, can not be defined as accurate information.

"If you can't find it, it's dead anyway... Speaking, where did Roya go this half a month?"

When the Warring States raised its head and put the photo aside, suddenly thought of something, his eyes flashed open.

Qing Lan was sitting on the sofa in the office of the Warring States. When he heard the words of the Warring States, he looked up and said: "Ah, Lala, it’s a bit strange to say that, he seems to be going out alone..."

Speaking of it.

The voice of Qinglan suddenly stopped, and the actions of the Warring States also stagnated at the same time. The eyes of the two men immediately looked at each other and apparently thought of the same thing. They all raised their eyes.

No way! !

......

Naval headquarters elite camp.

Zefa is reprimanding the elite recruits who are practicing.

"You, kicking the skill is not right, this foot is completely meaningless... And you, the fist is soft, is it scratching the enemy?!"

Come all the way.

Zefa barely saw that he could be satisfied. In fact, the recruits in these elite camps are all elite, not too much worse than the previous ones, but because of Roja’s relationship, Zefa always involuntarily took them. Compared with Roya.

In comparison, the gap is too big, and it is a bit unsightly.

"Ugh……"

After reprimanding a new recruit, Zefa seems to want to understand that it is not that these recruits are doing too badly, but that he is asking Luo Ya's level to ask them, too strict.

Zefa returned to his office, poured a cup of tea, but did not drink, but stared at the cup, watching the water in the cup, the thoughts in his mind had already drifted across the sea.

"Half a month... Calculate the time, you should have arrived..."

Luo Ya went to find the white beard. The entire naval headquarters, I am afraid that only Zefa knows that Zefa did not tell other people, because he believes that Luo Ya’s strength will not be a problem.

but.

After all, the white beard has dominated the sea for decades. Even though it is old now, the power is still terrible. It is definitely not so easy to defeat the white beard!

The collision between Roya and the white beard, Zefa can not make any conclusions, he can only wait quietly here for the news finally coming from the sea.

......

The second half of the great route.

The sea is frantically surging, centering on an island and rolling around, as if to completely devour the island.

On the island, half of the sky is burned red by the red-gold flame. This flame is everywhere, and wherever it goes, whether it is sea water or the earth, it is burned out!

The captains of the Phoenix, Marko and Diamonds, are far from the edge of the island, and their hearts tremble at the center of the island.

They did not come forward to assist the white beard.

Because they all believe that white beard is the strongest, absolutely no one can beat!

boom! !

Suddenly, the sound of the roaring sound of the earth shook the sound. On the island, there was a black lightning flashing in the air. The horrible atmosphere swept the sky and collapsed the clouds in the sky.

The majestic sound makes the air on the entire island seem to be distorted.

"Is the sky cracking?"

"This is not the ability of the old man... This is the conflict of the overlord!"

"Is that guy really as rumored to have the domineering domineering? And so powerful, it seems to be more than the red-haired guy..."

Looking at the vast explosion of the central part of the island, Marco and other captains are all in the air, with a bit of nervousness in their tone.

At this moment.

On the island, the thousand illusion in the hands of Roya, the sword front turned into a red-red form, surrounded by flames, and was colliding with the scythe of white beard.

The whole earth that was hit was trembled in a collapse, and the heat of the flames was spread, and the earth was burned into magma and then burned to ashes.

If the heat of the blade is hot, even if the steel is to be melted, or even burned out, the white beard's sickle will not be blessed with a strong armed color, and the power of the shocking fruit will be used. It was burned down.

The white beard holds a sickle and faces the flame released by Roya. There is no fear of color. Instead, it is sharp and stunned:

"It’s such an exaggerated arson..."

The shocking fruit and the hard-nosed flames of the blade have temporarily formed a confrontational situation, constantly destroying the surrounding earth.

White beard has sweat stains on his body.

This is not cold sweat, but the sweat that is baked by the heat wave under this close heat, although the white beard's armed color is very aggressive, and the shocking fruit resists the flame, but under the horrible heat, it is still Sweaty.

Roya stood in front of the white beard, holding two thousand illusions, resisting the attack of white beard.

Although my heart has already simulated the picture of the confrontation with the white beard, only when I really have a white beard, can I realize what kind of power is the shocking fruit, and I can understand what is called the power to destroy the world!

His thousands of illusions collided with the white beard's sickle several times, and the turbulent force transmitted from it made Roya's arm faintly numb, which is the result of the fact that the thousand illusion itself can resist some of the shock.

Burning out all the flames.

The vibration that shattered everything.

These two are the powers of destructive power to the extreme. It is very difficult to separate from the theoretical level. Only a big battle can be divided into winners and losers!

Despite the shocking fruit of the white beard, the short-lived confrontation made Roya very uncomfortable, but the warfare in Roya’s eyes was not going up!

If the white beard is too weak, isn't that too boring? !

war! war! war! !

Roya looked at the white beard in front of him, his face showing a long time that had never appeared before, a touch of smile and a smile full of war.

"Exaggerated? This is just a warm-up!"

Hey!

In the next moment, Roya pulled back and took the sword with both hands and suddenly lifted up.

"Hot hell!!"

boom! !

Along with the guidance of Roya, countless fire pillars rise in all directions. In an instant, thousands of volcanoes erupted, and the heat waves swept over, causing the air on the island to heat up and roast the earth.

Not only is there a fire column rising around, but even the white beard's feet, there is a sudden heat wave surrounded, and then a fire column violently violently, it is necessary to directly devour the white beard.

"Just warm up? La la la la la, ghost sword Roya... you kid."

In the flame, the white beard was full of pride, and as if all the sounds came, I saw the white beard lifting his foot and stepping down.

Hey! !

Under the white beard, the space is like an ice-like crack. The flame that erupted from his foot was trampled under the foot of the white beard, and it was difficult to get on.

A foot on the fire column!

"Humph!"

Roya faced the strength of the white beard. After a cold sigh, there was a swell of the universe. The imperial power of the king, the swords of both hands were stunned, and the numerous pillars of fire in all directions suddenly expanded and came to the center. To devour white beard directly!