King of Gods

Seeing their members, one after another, die for no reason.

The illusion of the gods is flat and the emotions are very excited. They rushed out and chased Zhao Feng.

They know that this is the ninth god's ability, otherwise it will be so incredible that they will not see through.

Where Zhao Feng passed, the members of the Holy Land and the Heavenly Family died one after another, but the members of the Guangguo Kingdom were safe.

call out! call out!

The illusion of the Lord and the 禹 禹 ,, quickly approached Zhao Feng.

At this moment, Zhao Feng, the main consciousness stays in the dream space, the body does not have much ability, so the illusion of the Lord and the squatting level, will soon catch up.

"A good opportunity, this child does not know what kind of tricks are being applied, and the ontology becomes extremely fragile!"

In the turbulent flow, the light is released.

The secret technique similar to Zhao Feng’s situation at this moment, as well as the cross-empty.

When the cross is empty, the will of the soul is almost out of the ontology. If it attacks the ontology at this time, it is absolutely the most effective.

Zhao Feng at the moment, the body's precaution is extremely low, almost no resistance.

"Go to death!"

The turbulent plane is chilly, with golden fragments in the hand, and a gorgeous golden light knife wave is drawn across.

At this time, Zhao Feng’s eyes flashed a trace of light.

Although most of his ideas remain in the dream space, the ontology is clear to the outside world.

"it is ready!"

Zhao Feng whispered.

Just a moment ago, he has killed many enemy people.

At the moment when the dream space is withdrawn, the consciousness of the people of the Light and the Taikoo races all return to the ontology.

After all, dreaming is a range attack, and both the enemy and the person who are drawn into the dream.

These people feel that they have just dreamed of a dream, a sacred place in the dream, and a person of the heavenly family, one after another, and after waking up, their enemies are really lost.

call out!

The golden dazzling golden light knife wave hit Zhao Feng at the speed of thunder.

Many people nearby were stabbed by the golden rule of this attack and immediately evacuated.

call out!

Zhao Feng spurred the three pieces of the artifacts in the robe of time and space, and displayed a false and silver-bladed blade.

At this moment, his time and space robe incorporates three pieces of artifacts, including two pieces of space-like artifacts, which makes Zhao Feng's attack and power more enhanced.

Bang!

The blade of silver light collided violently with the golden light knife wave, and it passed through it in less than a moment.

"This kid has three pieces of artifacts!"

The turbulence is somewhat annoying.

Just breaking through the double heaven, there are three pieces of artifacts, which is rare.

You must know that even some trio gods do not necessarily have artifact fragments.

Bang!

The turbulent flat fists slammed out and shattered Zhao Feng’s attack.

"The situation is not good, this kid is too powerful!"

The illusionist watched the confrontation between Zhao Feng and 禹流平, and then looked at the rest of the battlefield.

Just now, Zhao Feng almost killed all the members of the Holy Land under the Lord God.

On the other side of the celestial family, there were three death gods of the second heaven, killed by Zhao Feng.

Today's battle situation has once again turned into one side.

Even if the magical sacred land and the heavenly family join hands, there is still no return to the situation!

The illusion of God Lord looked at Zhao Feng, and the ninth god, the heart is very taboo.

"The illusion of God, only you and me, teaming up, defeating Zhao Feng, can save the battle!"

禹流平音音道.

"it is good!"

The illusion **** nodded.

Qi Liuping also made a concession. What he just said was not to kill Zhao Feng, but to defeat.

Feel the two big three gods, and become united, Zhao Feng also dignified a few points.

After all, the enemy is the two triple gods, and they are very extraordinary.

However, it is at this time.

Hey!

The world is changing, and a strange time and space suppresses the power, gradually weakening.

"what happened?"

On the battlefield, the enemy personnel revealed the color of doubt, and the suppression on them suddenly disappeared, and the whole person suddenly rose.

"The war is coming to an end, and the old man has to be personally shot!"

In the sky, a space channel suddenly appeared, and a loud laugh sounded inside.

Hey!

A white figure, suddenly pulled out from it, this person is Shibuya.

At this time, in addition to the confrontation of top-level combat forces, the enemy personnel have already fallen into a weak position. Even without the suppression of the kingdom of God, it is difficult for them to regain the situation.

Moreover, there are only a few elites left in the enemy, and the number is very small.

Before the enemy had a large number of people, Shibuya formed a suppression of everyone, and the effect was excellent. But today's situation, Shibuya to suppress the benefits of these people's strength is far less than he personally played.

You must know that Shibuya is also the Lord of the Three Gods, but also the blood of the Guangzu.

The singer and the illusion of God, the face suddenly sinks.

Although their suppression has disappeared, it has brought a bigger problem.

"Zhao Feng, this old man is handed over to me!"

Shibuya looked at the squatting level, and there was a chilly killing in the eyes.

"it is good!"

Zhao Feng smiled and moved to the Lord of the Magic.

"retreat!"

The Lord of the Sympathy immediately gave an order.

The situation today is getting worse and worse. I will continue to stay here. The personnel she brought may even be wiped out by the whole army, and she is also in danger.

"Want to go? Is it possible?"

Zhao Feng sneered, mobilizing the power of chaos and the power of thunder, condensing a chaotic thunderbolt sword.

Hey!

Countless chaos thunder robbery swordsman, whistling out, sealing the retreat of the Lord of the Magic.

In the hands of the Lord of the Symphony, a colorful light band appeared. She waved again and again. The colorful light belt turned into five gorgeous streamers, surrounded by her, blocking all the chaos and thunder.

"Oh, you are now the end of the powerful!"

Zhao Feng smiled coldly.

The consumption of "Infinite Nightmare" was very large, and it was later wounded with the squad, and it was also injured by the guns.

At this moment, although there is no suppression of the kingdom of God, it is difficult for the illusionist to exert more strength.

"Zhao Feng, I have to spare people and spare people. You can let me go now, and I can leave this place quickly!"

The illusion of God's voice became weak and helpless.

At this moment, she advised Zhao Feng to leave this place as soon as possible.

After all, it has been a long time since the holy land attacked the light **** country. Many strong people waiting for the emergence of the ninth **** in the red star field may already know everything and are coming here.

"Then I will kill you as soon as possible, then leave!"

Zhao Feng’s face was condensed, and he was reminded by the illusionist God that he should also be treated with caution.

Hearing this sentence, the eyes of the Lord of the Symphony suddenly twitched.

His own persuasion actually turned off the counter effect, prompting Zhao Feng to force her to shoot.

"Hey, Zhao Feng, it’s not so easy to kill me. When other strong people arrive here, I don't believe you can compete against the entire red star field!"

The Lord of the Symphony of God snorted and dismissed.

"It's not easy, not that you have the final say!"

Zhao Feng’s eyes sank, and Zuo Wei’s slight movement, a miniature chaotic sword, burst out.

call out!

The dark mans flashed, and the chaotic sword penetrated the body of the illusionist god.

"hiss……"

The Lord of the Symphony screamed, endured the pain and continued to flee.

The illusion of the Protoss is special, and it is also good at the illusion, the soul is strong, and it has certain resistance to the Chaos Excalibur.

"Chaotic lock!"

Zhao Feng suddenly released a huge force of chaos, and changed into a number of chaotic turbulences, from all sides, to the Lord of the Magic.

"The ever-changing!"

The illusion of the Lord God bites his teeth and burns the power of the blood.

When she was awkward, her body became overlapping and stacked, and she suddenly rushed out of it, and her appearance was the illusion of God.

However, immediately afterwards, the second and third roads touched the same figure and rushed out of it.

Hey!

In the body of the Lord of the Symphony, a hundred identical figures are suddenly rushed out, and the soul and blood of each figure are the same as those of the previous illusion.

In the end, the illusion of the gods turned into a thousand and one figure, scattered, and fled to the distance.

"It's stupid!"

Zhao Feng was only slightly surprised, and immediately dismissed.

In exchange for other people, the first time is definitely confused and cannot be distinguished.

The time of rest, is enough to let the illusion of God who is good at speed escape from birth.

But this is a heavy confusing figure, under the eyes of Zhao Feng, all turned into a bubble, the true illusion of God, nothing!

"lock!"

Zhao Feng controls the chaotic turbulence and quickly entangles the true illusion of God.

"how come?"

The illusion of God's main flower is eclipsed.

Just a moment, Zhao Feng discovered her identity.

砰蓬蓬~

The illusionist sacrificed the fragments of the ancestors and released a cold ice rule in an attempt to block Zhao Feng’s offensive.

But the power of chaos is hardly restrained by any power.

The power of this ice can't stop the power of chaos, and even some of its power, absorbed by the power of chaos.

In the end, countless chaos turbulent, completely surrounded by the illusion of God.

"Zhao Feng, if you kill me, the sacred sacred will not let you go!"

The main face of the illusion **** is the color of despair, and the person in front of him is both hateful and helpless, and has to show the face of pleading.

"lock!"

Zhao Feng's look is no fluctuation, and the killing has been decided.

Hey!

The countless chaos turbulent, instantaneous contraction, will be wrapped in the Lord of the Magic.

"Do not……"

The illusion of God is desperate and screaming.

In the chaos of chaos, there is a breath of dangerous taboos.

Zhao Feng knows that the Magic God is mainly self-destructive and wants to go with him!

"Dream!"

Zhao Feng’s dreamy deity is the origin of the martial arts, and once again, a soul pulls and hangs over the illusion of God.

"Hugh think... die together, Zhao Feng!"

The illusionist is trying to resist and accumulate strength to prepare for self-destruction.

But the chaos that wraps her, devours all the energy in her body all the time. Coupled with her consciousness, she was pulled by Zhao Feng’s left-hander.

In a short time, she did not blew herself up.

After a while, the remaining power in the main body of the Symphony is not much, even if it blew, Zhao Feng is not afraid.

"dead!"

Zhao Feng whispered, the power of chaos, turned into a myriad of swords and swords, and completely smashed the body of the illusionist.

"The illusion of God!"

The Bifa old man who was escaping, the man in yellow clothes and so on, saw the illusion of the **** of the gods being killed by Zhao Feng, and his heart trembled.

But the next moment, they fled in desperation. That was because Zhao Feng killed the illusion of God, and looked up at them. At that glance, they were shocked and chilled.