King of Gods

In an instant, the remaining power of the gods in the entire "Evil Sky Tower" shook.

Zhao Feng and Mo Dongyao, seeing a trace of purple blood, from the corners of the walls of the evil tower, meet the black futon in the middle of the top.

Nangong Sheng, sitting on the black futon.

怦怦怦怦

In his body, there seems to be an invisible source that becomes a heart that evokes the intersection of the silky blood.

The same instant.

The power of the evil spirits, which is taboo and horrified, is centered on the "Evil Sky Tower" and immediately sweeps across the entire evil sun house.

Inside the evil sky tower.

Xuan Yuwen and Zhao Yufei, who are being perceived, are trapped in a suffocating oppression. The body is really bloody, and even a party is empty, as if it had been solidified.

"What happened to the evil power of the towers of the evil towers, gathered to the top..."

Xuanyuan Wen was shocked.

In these two days, he was quietly feeling the inner power of the evil heaven tower.

Xuanyuanwen found that the remaining power of the gods does not belong to a certain person, but is hidden in the huge "evil tower" itself.

Because of these residual powers of the gods, they belong to the power of the Lord, and in countless years, they gradually disappear, and they are thin to the extreme.

however.

Even the greatly thin residual power of the gods, its level is far above the general king, the emperor.

Even if the general Lord is coming, it will face some suppression.

The side of the evil tower.

The squad of Tiandeng Palace, Royal Family, Jiugui Palace, Tianjian Pavilion, Duanmujia and many other forces gathered in front of a fully enclosed dark silver metal building.

This closed metal building is the god's building, which is the hub of the entire sinister government.

In front of the gods.

Xin Wuji and Zhuge brothers, standing in front of you, near the side, there are several masters of the formation.

In the middle of these people, there is a five-color array of swirls.

嗡

The rest of the kings lined up in a long queue, each of which blended the true elements of the hand on the shoulders of the former king.

The real element of that stock was finally passed to the vortex of the five-color array in front of Xin’s few people.

Xin has no traces and Zhuge brothers, standing in front of the vortex of the five-color array, with a wonderful method of printing, pulling the power of the vortex of the five-color array.

In the vortex of the five-color array, the scorpion shoots a twisted rune imprint and blends into the front of the gods.

嗡啵

On the surface of the gods floor, the amazing array of light and horror, and the horror of the atmosphere, let the crowd suffocate.

However, the surface of the dark gold pavilion faintly outlines a "door frame" of white lines.

"The temptation is almost the same, and it’s still a little bit worse."

Xin has a long sigh of relief.

"I didn't think that Xin Xi is also proficient in the sacred secret, and there is such a rumor..."

Zhuge brothers face different colors.

"I just understand a little bit of the secret of the secret, which is far less comprehensive than Zhuge's brother."

Xin has no trace of modesty.

If he is alone, even if there is a method, it is difficult to find out the way to open the gods.

Fortunately, this Zhuge brother is also a rare genius, knowledgeable, and more comprehensive in the "scientific secret law" aspect.

Calling on the power of many kings, everyone finally found a breakthrough.

"Ok?"

Xin has no traces of brows suddenly condensed, and the sacred light shone in the middle of the eye, looking to the opposite side of the "Evil Sky Tower."

Suddenly

In the evil sky tower, a wave of forbidden horror of the gods fluctuated, swept in all directions, and immediately enveloped the entire evil sun house.

"That power..."

Many of the kings present in the scene changed their faces, as if they were in the waves, and their postures were unstable.

That taboo breath, the moment of the influx, the various forces in the body, directly solidified.

Many of the kings in front of the gods are like zombies, standing in the same place.

Only a handful of people, such as Xin Wei and Zhuge Brothers, can barely gain insight into the situation at the moment.

"In the evil tower, those thin and residual powers of the gods seem to be called by some kind, awakened, and reunited..."

Xin has no trace of blinking.

He first explored the evil tower and had a certain understanding of the pattern.

In the evil heaven tower, the power of the gods that have left nothing to do with the Lord has never been discovered.

However, even if you know the power of these gods, there is no opportunity and opportunity, you can't have it at all; even if you don't even touch it, you will probably fall into a land of eternal loss.

Unless there is a person's power system, the same as the ancient gods and evil spirits, then there is still a trace of hope.

The innocent cultivation system, which cannot be beaten with this power gossip, cannot inherit this power at all, and even hides far away.

Also.

Xin has no faint perception that a spiritual atmosphere can indirectly affect the residual power of the gods in the evil tower.

Therefore, he gave up his deep exploration of the evil tower and was unwilling to take risks.

Outside the evil sun.

砰蓬

The huge black-scale dragon body of the dying black dragon is slamming the slash of God.

There are more and more flaws in the ban of God, and cracks sometimes occur. The purple blood on the surface is counter-inverted, and the strength is not as good as before.

"There is a faint miracle of power fluctuations..."

Desperate the black dragon, suddenly a meal.

There was a hint of jealousy and suspicion on its face.

call

The force of the sinister evil spirits fluctuated, even plundering outside the evil sun.

The dying black dragon is still moving, but the dark and deep pupils reveal a dignified look.

Despite the volatility of the power of the gods, it is very thin, and it is not in the eyes of the peak period.

however.

The extinction of the black dragon is sealed for many thousand years, the state of power, the incomparable weakness. Coupled with the restriction of the "Forbidden Yuans Chain", many mysterious magical powers can't be displayed.

In the situation of the top of the evil tower, the black dragon can not be snooped.

Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng’s “Destroyed Seal” have long been resolved; and the “indestructible imprint” in Mo Dongyao’s body does not know when it was erased by the ancient artifacts of Xiao Jiushan’s fusion.

therefore.

Except for the limited three people, what happened to the top of the evil tower, no one could snoop.

The top of the evil tower.

Zhao Feng and Mo Dongyao looked at the scene of horror.

Nangong Sheng sat on the black futon, and the purple blood lines that flashed in the entire evil tower were all on his body.

Huh ~

The purple blood mark between the Nangong and the eyebrows is fascinating and glaring, just like the second beating heart.

Not only that.

His face and skin show some purple red blood texture.

唰

The Nangong sacred face is a bit of pain, and it is placed in the space ghost of a purple blood. In the inner wall of the space, silver crystal enamel.

However at the moment.

The original space field, under the integration of those purple blood lines, is quickly substantive.

"Small world... evil spirits..."

Zhao Feng’s eyes of the gods, under great insight, saw some clues.

In just a few short distances, the original space of Nangong Sheng was essentially transformed into a "small world" of silver wall floating in the purple blood.

The purple blood gods from the evil towers poured into the "evil **** crystal" at the core of the small world, and reached the source of power of Nangong.

"The will of the bad Nangong is affected..."

Zhao Feng also sensed a sinister spiritual fluctuation, from the black futon, and the purple blood of the evil tower, together with the source of power of Nangong.

The face of Nangong Sheng, a twist, the purple blood pattern on the skin, more and more glamorous.

"who are you"

Zhao Feng runs his will, and hundreds of silk gods in the soul sea suddenly shine.

but.

Zhao Feng’s willpower is only to deter and not attack.

If that, the spiritual strength is to directly seize the body of Nangong Sheng, Zhao Feng and Mo Dongyao, may be able to stop.

However, that force seems to be precautionary, hiding in the black futon, and then with those purple blood lines, into the body of Nangong Sheng.

"Hey? The power of God's robbery? The breath of the ancient gods is really amazing..."

In the body of Nangong Sheng, another voice sounded.

Nangong Sheng himself was assimilated by the assimilation of the power of the alien gods, the space field and the source.

At this moment, even his spiritual will and personality have been assimilated.

"spiritual mind"

An old voice came from behind.

嗡铮

An immortal sword that annihilated the heavens and the earth was uploaded from the ancient artifacts in Mo Dongyao’s hands.

Simultaneously.

Behind Mo Dongyao, there is a translucent white mang sword, which reveals the silhouette of the old sword.

"Psychic mindset?" Zhao Feng could not help but speculate.

Spiritual idea, similar to the semi-god remnant, the difference is that it is more complete, and it contains a certain spiritual power, which can form a spiritual form and has a great influence on the outside world.

"Oh... yes, I am the arrowhead mindfulness of the ancient **** evil yang."

In the body of Nangong Sheng, a translucent purple blood shadow appears.

The "Purple Blood Shadow" is a special spiritual form. It is not a soul and a will, but an idea that can affect the outside world.

"Fortunately..."

Zhao Feng was a little relieved.

If it is the will of the ancient **** evil spirits, it will be broken. The will of the ancient gods, an idea, can dominate the life and death of the people, and even control the entire evil sun house, similar to the "semi-god will" of the semi-god.

However, it is clear that there is no will of the ancient gods in the evil sun house, belonging to the remnant of the lord.

The simple "intentional body" itself has no soul component. It can't make a choice for other goals, but it has the power to influence and demonize (demonize) the external creatures.

"You humans, can also be sent such a surprise. This person's field and source core, even into the sorrow of the evil spirit master, 啧啧 ... this person will become evil inside the tower, the remaining God The new body of strength, my mind, will also be reborn in a certain sense."

The translucent purple blood shadow, smug smile, and turned into zero, into the source of strength in the Nangong Holy Body.

Zhao Feng heard the words, changed his face and understood the intention of "the evil spirits".

The evil spirits, though not able to win, can distort the Nangong holy into another "personality".

At that time, Nangong Sheng is still the South Palace, but his personality is no longer the original.

"It’s just a mindset in the district. I won’t let Nangong Sheng be twisted into another ancient god’s evil spirit...”

Zhao Feng sneered.

"God...眸...condense...view"

In the left vein of the juvenile, a purple vortex with a bottomless bottom is formed, reaching an infinitely extended purple abyss.

When.

A taboo pull on the soul and spirit is shrouded in the Nan Gong Sheng.

"Oh... this level of soul extraction does not threaten me."

The "God of God" in the Nangong Holy Body, a strange laugh.

Its spiritual strength is extremely powerful, and even far superior to the top emperor, at least compared to the Holy Land.

"Who said that I want to extract you?"

At the next moment, a silver-violet intertwined soul shadow, wants to break away from the body of Nangong.

"The soul of Nangong Sheng"

Mo Dongyao lost his voice and was unbelievable.

"What give me a hand..."

The spirit of the evil spirits, a roar of roaring, a powerful evil spirit, covering the audience.

After all, it is an idea body that can influence the thinking of evil outsiders, but cannot capture a body.

Once the soul of Nangong Sheng is taken away, its calculations will also be empty.

Can't it cure a body without soul thinking?

"Rather than letting Nangong Sheng be deified and being distorted into another personality. It is better to leave his soul to me... temporary custody."

The purple-haired boy, his eyes look like purple and lightning, strong and overbearing, the last few words, almost a word.

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