King of Gods

The interior space of the robe of time and space, Zhao Feng sneaked into the Lord of God.

In Dantian, the brilliance of the various colors fluctuated back and forth.

The bottom altar is a bit more solid than before.

Above the altar, it is covered with many wonderful textures, as if it contains the truth of the truth between heaven and earth.

Inside the altar, the condensed power of the crystal, like water, flows quietly.

And above the altar, there are still three gods!

The three gods, like three hard ice cubes, slowly melted into the altar below.

Hey!

Suddenly, there was a trace of instability in the altar, and a powerful and powerful wave of power surged.

Hey!

Zhao Feng immediately took out the "Tian Xu Shen Yuan Shen" and took the essence of it.

An external powerful and powerful power poured into his body.

Under the traction of Zhao Feng, this special power was injected into the altar.

Gradually, the altar stabilized and became harder and more translucent.

Tianxu Shenyuan Shen can stabilize the altar at a critical moment and inject powerful power to make the altar more powerful.

After taking Tianxu Shenyuan, Zhao Feng made a temper and speeded up the impact.

At the critical moment of shocking the gods, he is still able to get relevant information from the outside world.

Between him and the avatar, you don't need to communicate, you can get a vision of the avatar.

Above the grass door, the battle is on the verge.

But the only ones who can really participate in the battle are the top powers of the major forces.

After all, ordinary ancient gods, even the death of a black dragon, a dying dragon can not keep up.

"roll!"

The Lord of the Golden Dragon Valley glared at him and shouted.

"There is so much nonsense!"

The demise of the black dragon is not afraid, carrying the infinite death of the world, and the impact.

Humbling!

That 赤天赤黑龙炎, condensed into a flame dragon, exuding the catastrophic atmosphere of destruction, whistling out!

The main face of the Golden Dragon Valley is condensed, and a golden axe appears in the right hand.

Hey!

During the swing, a huge golden light rushed out.

However, under the collision of the two, the attack of the Golden Dragon Valley was swallowed up by the Black Flame Dragon.

Feeling the destructive power in the attack of the black dragon, Jinlonggu could not help but retreat.

"Damn, destroy the dragon!"

The main face of Jinlonggu is slightly dark and somewhat angry.

The same half-step God Lord, but his blood in the face of the death of the Black Dragon, can not play a role.

Under the first confrontation, he fell into the wind.

"Let's help you!"

The patriarch of the Tianshui Yaozu, and the long-armed old man, see the situation is not good, come together.

"With yours, what is the use?"

The dying black dragon roared in the sky, and the blood could swept the square.

Not far away, the ordinary gods who have not participated in the war, under this strong blood pulse, are all spurting a blood, and they are back.

"Long Yanzhu!"

A black dragon with a mouth, a red dragon bead spit out.

The dying black dragon, with the top ten blood of the ancient times, coupled with the best artifacts, its real combat power, can challenge the Lord.

"Destroy the Dragon!"

The dying black dragon released an endless black flame, and condensed three flame dragons, and attacked the three half-step gods.

In the face of the demise of the dragon, even the Lord of the Golden Dragon Valley did not dare to care about it, urging the means of defense, and then confronting it.

On the other side, the demon woman of the Tianshui Yaozu is strong, and is good at defense, but can resist it.

But the long-armed old man, the blood is too low, and fell into a weak position.

"roll!"

The slain black dragon roared and desperately attacked.

The offensive way of fighting with each other made the three half-step gods horrified and retired.

Destroy the Dragons, and sure enough!

"Good, strong, the top ten blood of Taikoo, why would it work for Zhao Feng?"

Jinlonggu’s main heart was shocked.

"Hey, what's the use of it, as long as we hold it down, wait for other people..."

When the long-armed old man said half of it, he stopped short.

He also expected other people to kill Zhao Kong and Zhao Chen and then help them.

But the knowledge is swept away, and the other side is not optimistic.

Zhao Kong and Zhao Zheng, although only the ninth-order peak, but both are descendants of the gods, coupled with the best artifacts, against the ordinary half-step God, also occupy a certain advantage.

In particular, Zhao Kong, the time and space to reach the level of quasi-god, speed and attack is extremely fast, it is too late to react.

Snoring!

In front of him, the white blade of the sky, filled the entire space, and arbitrarily cut back and forth.

Huge ~

A white-haired old man flew out of it, and his body was damaged and left with a scar.

"Abominable, time and space, and the best artifacts of time and space!"

The white-haired old man is extremely embarrassed.

As a half-step god, he couldn’t even have a nine-level peak.

The battle over the grass gates, earth-shattering, shocked all the powerful nearby.

"This... how could this be?"

"Half-step God Lord actually can't help Zhao Feng's men!"

The rest of the forces cannot believe this.

On the cultivation, they have an absolute advantage on this side, and the number of people is two more than the opposite.

But the battle is in a weak position.

In addition, this level of combat, there are very few who can intervene.

The dying black dragon succumbs to the hundred grass gates, and the annihilation of the world is almost instantaneous killing of the nine ancient gods.

On the other hand, the side of the hundred grass gates is equally shocking, but more exciting.

"Good, are these people under Zhao Feng's hands?"

The main goal of the hundred grass gates is sluggish.

Zhao Feng’s men are not only powerful, but also very important.

Two descendants of the gods, a mythical race of the top ten in the Taikoo.

He lived for a lifetime, and he was the first to see the top ten races of the Taikoo, the incomparable combat power, and deeply impressed him.

"I will know that Zhao Xiong must have a backhand!"

Xia Houwu smiled slightly.

But what exactly is Zhao Feng doing? Why not come out?

In the distant valley, the Lord of the Dragons sees everything in his eyes.

"It’s not the ninth god, I’ve got some very good people, but if he doesn’t come out again, the situation is not good...”

The Lord of the Dragons revealed a sly smile.

His goal is to arrest Zhao Feng, but the ninth **** has not come out yet. What is he doing?

"The ninth god, come out soon!"

The Lord of the Dragons is excited to look forward to it.

The eight great gods, the heavens and the earth are unique, and they are the originator of the blood of the top ten in the ancient times.

And what is the existence of this ninth god?

Humbling!

Above the hundred grass gates, the top of the two sides are strong, and the confrontation is extremely fast.

But until now, the dead black dragon, Zhao died, Zhao Kong almost did not suffer any injuries.

And the half-step God of other forces, how many hangs a lot.

Especially the white-haired old man who played against Zhao Kong, the injury has been a bit serious, I am afraid that it will not last long.

"Damn, the three men are so strong, what strength is Zhao Feng himself?"

The Lord of the Golden Dragon Valley could not help but think of this, and the inner fear was inexplicable.

But think carefully, more than sixty years ago, Zhao Feng was just a quasi-god, and definitely not strong at the moment. The reason why he did not come out, it is estimated to be too weak, so let the men shoot.

Just at this time.

"Haha, Lord Jinlonggu, you are so ugly!"

A loud laugh sounded from the far side.

"Chen Ge, help us!"

Jinlonggu’s main face was subtle and shouted immediately.

Although the extinction black dragon and other people are extremely strong, they temporarily stopped them.

But there are still some forces that are constantly coming.

At that time, even if there are more means, it will be defeated.

"I didn't expect to see the dying dragons with my own eyes!"

Chen Ge’s main man flew in, and a golden long sword appeared in his hand. When he shot, he released an infinite golden beam.

The dying black dragon face sinks, and at the same time faces four half-step gods, even if he is also a bit too much.

But by relying on the dragon body, it can continue to persist.

"The situation is not good!"

Xia Houwu is somewhat worried.

Continue to stalemate, there will be more and more strong people to join the battle.

Even if there is no half-step God, the enemy has an advantage, and it can kill the dead black dragon and others.

However, it didn't take long.

A loud laugh sounded in the distance: "Haha, it’s the time for the old man to come!"

Hey~

A goatee old man, his eyes flashing green, coming.

When you were awkward, a powerful force that suppressed everything, filled the world.

The half-step of the Lord, including the demise of the Black Dragon, was under an invisible pressure.

"This person is a well-known ‘destroyed old ghost’ in the ancient ancestral domain. This person is a **** of the gods!”

The main face of the herb door is white.

Unexpectedly, this battle actually attracted the power of God.

God Lord shot, everything is over!

"God Lord!"

The smashing black scorpion dragon smashed and the face was iron blue.

"The soul of the old ghost!"

The main face of Jinlong Valley is deep and deep.

This broken soul is a **** of the gods, good at the soul, strong tyrannical.

He has always been unprofitable, and if the old ghosts are shot, most of the profits are estimated to be hiss.

But at the moment, it is not the main thing that Jinlonggu can do.

"Hey, let the old man kill you all, I can see that Zhao Feng can't come out!"

The sorrowful eyes of the old ghosts and green ghosts are swept away to the dead black dragon, Zhao Kong, and Zhao Zheng.

"First kill you!"

The eyes of the old ghost of the broken soul fell on Zhao.

On the soul level, the power of the huge dark green soul forms a giant blade of the soul, slamming down from the sky.

That knife is extremely sharp, as if this knife went down, it really can cut off the soul of Zhao.

Seeing that glimpse, it is about to come down.

Only the death of Zhao, who is the pinnacle of the ninth order, will not be able to make this attack.

However, the face of Zhao’s death at this time was indeed calm, as if he had not put it in his eyes.

"You can't kill anyone!"

Suddenly, a plain voice came out.

Bang!

On the soul level, a purple bronter roars out, making all the nearby strong, souls shudder.

Rumble!

The purple brontosaurus collided with the great blade of the soul and destroyed it directly.

"who?"

The old ghost of the broken soul looked gloomy and suddenly shouted.

In the presence of someone who has a soul attack, can he be compared with him?

Hey!

The figure of Zhao Feng appeared in the heavens and the earth, and there was a supreme power that surpassed everything and sprang up.

This power is the Lord of God!

"Don't you come to me?"

Zhao Feng looked at the old ghost of the broken soul, and then swept his eyes again.

"God Lord?"

Jinlongge master, long-armed old man and others, his head creaked.

How could Zhao Feng be the Lord of God?

In the distance, the Huanglongge and the ghostly powers of the ghosts almost fainted.

I knew that Zhao Feng was the main powerhouse of God, and they would never come back to join in the fun.