King of Gods

"Now the only Lingu people lost Zhang Yutong, and the Lie Jin family plus the challenge, but lost the God of Heaven, has lost three games!"

"Next, as long as the ancient **** of the ice is out, defeating one person, the Liejin will lose four games!"

Around the battle platform, many watching forces, exclaimed constantly.

This kind of development is not expected by everyone.

And the source of all this shock is the legendary, direct breakthrough to the sixth-order true God's peerless genius.

"This kid!"

The old man of the dead land of life, helpless smile.

There must be a victory or defeat between the two communities, but the gap between winning and losing will not be too great, so that the two groups can continue to check and balance each other.

However, the appearance of Zhao Feng, the victory and defeat of the Scorpio, appeared a large degree of tilt.

"He actually has such a powerful soul!"

The top of the Liejin family, each one looks deep and stagnant.

Originally, I thought that Tianzhu Zhenshen directly defeated Zhao Feng and let the other party do nothing in this gambling battle.

But the result is that Zhao Feng has made a show of the limelight!

However, even if Zhao Feng defeated Tianzhu true God, the final victory is still the Liejin.

Thinking of this, the face of the top members of the Liejin family eased.

"You guys are stupid!"

Among the members of the fierce gold family, the dark-skinned youth whispered.

The other combatants beside him were very angry inside, but did not dare to say a word.

"Next time, I am going!"

The dark-skinned youth flashed a cold and sharp edge.

"Well, let the gods of the gods!"

The voice of the top of the Liejin people sounded in the minds of the participants.

Many children of the Liejin family suddenly looked shocked.

"This time, the spirits will be lost!"

Jin Nu Gu Shen could not help but smile.

On the other hand, Zhao Feng’s victory has made many of the Ling’s participating children admire them.

"Well, Zhao Feng, you and the ancient **** of Ice, my spirits will be able to win!"

The voice of the five elders of the Lingzu is coming out.

The ancient **** of Icefield heard this, his brow was slightly wrinkled, and his heart was somewhat unbalanced.

These two gambling wars are clearly his stage, but now they have let Zhao Feng get out of the limelight.

"However, the next round is my turn!"

The ancient **** of the ice is difficult to hide the excitement in the heart.

This time, he will select two weaker gold members to achieve a two-game winning streak to overshadow Zhao Feng!

But at this time, the voices of the four elders of the spirits, like the same basin of ice water, poured on him.

"Ice of the ancient gods, don't worry, let the violent first!"

The four elders of the spiritual family have deep faces and deep eyes, and they have been sweeping over the strong gold family.

It stands to reason that Zhao Feng defeated the fierce Jinzu Tianzhu true god, the Lie Jin family should be angry, overwhelmed, but the other party quickly calmed down, one by one.

In order to prevent it, the four elders of the spirits decided to transfer the position of the ancient **** of the ice to the back.

"Then I am up!"

The violent screaming smile, the body jumped and fell on the battle platform.

Although he is not the blood of the spiritual family, his strength is extremely strong.

"You, come and play with me!"

The violent gaze was directed at the hot woman who had just been a woman.

"No fight!"

The hot woman answered decisively.

The strength of the temper, she can also judge one or two, in her current state, is indeed not a violent opponent.

The invitation to the war was rejected, and the temper can only pick another one.

"The one next to you, dare to go to the battle platform?"

The violent gaze swayed and fell on the dark gold man next to the hot woman.

According to his feelings, the man with dark gold color should be strong and can be his opponent.

Moreover, the other side's look is low, the eyes are cold, the position of the station is relatively high, and some are eye-catching.

"The ancient **** of gold, you can play now!"

The golden anger **** whispered.

"it is good!"

In the ancient gods of the Jin Dynasty, Li Mang Shengsheng flew directly to Taiwan.

"Today, you will be my violent stepping stone!"

I am very excited and eager to try.

"is it?"

The ancient **** of gilt sneered, and the breath of the gods in the body suddenly spread.

boom!

That Megatron, the only breath of my own uniqueness, is a mystery!

"This is... the ancient god?"

The violent look suddenly shocked and the body shape shook slightly.

"What happened? Who is the young man?"

"The Liejin family actually has an ancient **** strong!"

The spectators around the battle platform were shocked and stunned.

An ancient **** has a great influence on the war situation.

The original Lingzuo had an absolute advantage, and now it seems that the Lingzuo is more likely to lose.

"There is still an ancient god!"

In addition to the four elders, the high-level elite of the spirits stood up and the smile on their faces was suddenly replaced by haze.

"It turns out that the Liejin family still hides an ancient **** strong!"

At the beginning, this gambling proposal was initiated by the Liejin people.

The Lingzuo also suspected it, but at that time, this proposal was obviously beneficial to the Lingzuo, and the Lingzuo did not agree to be too timid.

But what they did not expect was that the Liejin family still had an ancient **** hidden.

"Elders please rest assured that this ancient **** of the Jin family should be a breakthrough, I can cope!"

The ancient **** of the icefield whispered.

As long as the order of the battle is properly arranged, the ancient **** of the ice is still possible to deal with the two ancient gods.

"Yes, let Zhao Feng consume this ancient **** first, then the ancient **** of the ice **** forced him to fight and solve it!"

Many of the spirits of the warriors suddenly put all their hopes on the ancient gods of the ice.

The strength of Zhao Feng is the strongest under the ancient gods. It can cause some injuries to the ancient gods that the Lie Jin people just broke through.

Then, let the ancient gods of the ice source solve it, and the spiritual family can still maintain its advantage.

Today, the ancient **** of ice is the only hope of the spiritual family.

Hey!

Zhao Feng could not help but sway the left side and gaze at the body of the ancient gods.

"There is a secret seal in his body platform!"

Zhao Feng immediately checked some situations.

It seems that the senior elders of the Liejin family personally applied the secret method to cover up the true cultivation of the ancient gods of the Jinjin, so that the ancient gods of the spiritual elite did not see it.

Moreover, there are some seals on the platform of the gods of the ancient gods...

"Ill, try to hit him!"

The ancient **** of the ice is directly transmitted.

"it is good!"

The violent face is angry and directly motivates the blood, and is ready to go all out.

boom!

The violent figure has increased nearly tenfold and turned into a black giant python. Every hair on his body is like a black steel needle. It looks very fierce.

Hey!

There was a dark yellow giant hammer in his hand, and the momentum of the hammer had reached the limit of the Chinese artifact.

"Wind Hammer!"

The violent temper does not hesitate and exerts powerful combat skills.

He waved his hand with a giant hammer in his hands, like a mixed-race demon, a dim whirlwind, blowing in the battle platform, and smashing toward the ancient gods.

Hey!

There was a sneer in the corner of the ancient gold god, and his body was instantly plated with a layer of dark gold, and a dark gold flame rose into the sky.

In the face of violent attacks, the ancient gods of gold rushed to the top.

Bang!

The ancient **** of Jinjin was boxing out, and a dark Jinyan fist, like a dragon, will completely smash along the way.

"Haha, you have this strength!"

The ancient gods of the gilt gods waved and destroyed the violent attacks.

Humbling!

The violent screaming, the hair like a steel needle, erected together, collided with the ancient **** of gold.

The blood of the violent is also a melee class, but at this moment he relies on the gods, not the opponents of the ancient gods.

"The strength of this ancient **** is not ordinary!"

On the spiritual side, many of the children who participated in the war were worried.

"I like the ancient **** of his strength, I don't know how much I have defeated. As long as I don't deal with the two ancient gods of the Liejin family, I will be sure to have them hundreds!"

The ancient **** of the ice is sinking.

Today, he has become the only hope of the spiritual family, only he can reverse the battle.

If he finally wins, he may be able to make other demands to the spirit.

"I didn't expect the Lie Jin people to be so humble, actually deliberately concealing the cultivation of this ancient god, and this ancient **** does not seem to be like a breakthrough..."

The top of the spirits, the look is slightly dim.

They have been observing the battle between the violent and the ancient gods. With their vision, they naturally discovered that the gods of the ancient gods are very stable. It seems that they have not done their best. They may want to avoid harm as much as possible. .

It seems that the Liejin people are not fools, even if there are two ancient gods, they are still step by step.

"hateful!"

The violent anger is extremely incomparable. He has been suppressed since the battle, and he can’t help himself. This makes him very wrong.

"Black Devils!"

The violent screams and the use of pressure boxes.

boom!

The blood in his body burned and formed a black flame. Around his body, he formed a shadow of the sky.

At this moment, the violent momentum suddenly increased sharply, and his body rushed out, and the hammer in his hand surrounded the black light and went to the ancient **** of Jinjin.

Rumble...

On the battle platform, there was a burst of sound.

The temper is like crazy, waving a giant hammer in his hand, attacking wildly, layering black awns, concealing the body shape of the gilt god.

"With this strength, the people of the Lingzu are really weak!"

The black power center, the ironic laughter of the ancient gods.

The next moment, a golden flame pierced the layers of black light.

call out!

The ancient gods of Jinjin turned into a group of metal peaks and directly ran into the violent head.

"Defeated!"

In the hands of the ancient gods of the gilt, a group of dark gold scorpions condensed, and a terrible heat of horror was released.

Bang!

The whole body was slammed and rolled back, eventually squatting on the edge of the battle platform and bathing in the blood.

"The tyranny lost!"

Zhang Yutong whispered.

"This is the ancient **** of gold, how did it not suffer much damage!"

The ancient **** of the icefield brows slightly wrinkled, staring at the ancient gods.

It stands to reason that violent smashing reaches the sixth-order peak, regardless of all the crazy attacks, at least it can hurt the ancient gods.

"Zhao Feng, wait for you to play, go all out and let him get hurt, so that I can beat him in the case of saving a certain strength!"

The ancient **** of Icefield immediately said to Zhao Feng.

Next, Zhao Feng did not have the opportunity to show off the limelight. He must dedicate himself to the ancient **** of ice.

But at this time, the ancient gods on the battle platform, coldly drink: "Ice of the ancient gods, come up with me!"

After the ancient gods defeated the violent temper, they did not choose to rest, but directly challenged.

The object of the challenge is the strongest one on the spiritual side, the ancient **** of the ice!