People Arrived at the Type Month, Now Lost Contact

The wind of decadence is the most disgusting enemy he has ever seen in his life.

With the complete sovereignty of the sun plus the sovereignty of variable stars, as well as the power of star sovereignty collected from the Buddhist, Thousand Eyes, Demon King Alliance and other organizational forces, the Sword of Words and Spirits will be abandoned by the wind of decadence. Most of the power .

You know, the complete solar sovereignty alone can be regarded as enough to threaten a quasi-digital force. As a result, the sword of words and spirits that has blessed many star sovereignty, including the solar sovereignty, can only be broken by the wind of decadence. Defend?

"It's just outrageous."

The young man who felt that one sword could cut ten emperors in their heyday into dogs, let alone say, complained.

As a part of Hakoniwa's rules, the spiritual strength of Decadent Wind is terribly strong. After the golden sword that has abandoned a lot of power by its power itself is cut on it, it is really useless.

Li Zihan has been hacked for no less than half a day, and the decadent wind is still alive and kicking.

The boy who didn't want to fight at all grasped the ground, and the marble hidden deep in the ground spontaneously floated out, and then turned into a set of tables and chairs under the will of the local owner.

After doing all this, Li Zihan simply sat on the chair, and then watched the black magic wind whistling in this boundless world.

He is not afraid that the wind of decadence can break through this world.

This world was originally a special place capable of resisting double-digit levels, but after being dystopianized by Li Zihan's use of power, it became even more terrifying.

In addition, Li Zihan's spirituality is integrated with the dystopian spirituality, and the wind of decadence cannot escape at all.

It can be said that this place was originally a prison prepared for the wind of decadence.

"Tsk tsk, can we just wait for the avatar to slowly convince the guys on the third floor of Little Garden?"

Deliberately let go of a scrap of Decadent Wind, and then created an avatar based on power. The God of War in the East, Li Zihan, who followed the let go of Decadent Wind, muttered.

This approach is not very authentic, but it is very effective.

For example, his current spiritual power is stronger than ten minutes ago, and he can feel the breath from the stars belonging to the Christianity.

Grinning his lips, the boy who had gained extra gains swiped in the air, stretched out his hand to the outside world, and put away the sovereignty of the stars provided by the friendship of the Christianity.

Soon, the sovereignty of the stars belonging to the Christianity was integrated into the golden sword, providing a force for its sharpness.

"Tsk tsk, I'll come to settle accounts with you after I finish my development."

The young man whose status as a demon king is definitely higher than that of Decadent Wind stood up, and casually slashed a knife on Decadent Wind's body. After finding that the cut off spirit seems to be a little bigger, he nodded in satisfaction.

According to it, he only needs to find dozens of gods to sponsor him, and he will be able to overthrow the wind of decadence in a short time.

The young man who thought this way did not rush to continue chasing the decadent wind, but projected his mind to the outside world.

Soon, the powerful young man reappeared on the third floor of Little Garden, using the power of the sword of words and the third perpetual mechanism to drive the residual horn of the wind of decadence to the place he wanted.

Soon, the wind of decadence, which itself had no will, patronized another outer door.

Well, it belongs to the outer gate of the Far Eastern Gods.

As if the old things were repeating itself, the black storm tore apart the sky and landed on Gao Tianyuan.

The black wind was roaring and blowing, and at a certain moment, it was like waves rising from the upside-down sea, and the black wind like ink gathered part of it and suddenly fell from the vast sky.

Under the horrified and desperate eyes of many gods and demons, the young man holding the golden blade floated to the ground.

"My dear friends, do you need substitutes?"

ps: "People are collapsing and about to lose contact"

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At present, there is one change per day, and when this book is finished, it will be changed to double change. You can keep it up.

Chapter 63 Countdown

On the fourth floor of Little Court, the infirmary of the Alliance of the Saviors and the Snake.

The young man with golden eyes and strong aura, but with an erratic figure, knocked symbolically on the door and walked in.

The middle-aged man who was once honored as Emperor Nengtian, but now he is probably a younger brother of Nengtian, was lying peacefully on a hospital bed, his face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was weak.

If you put a white cloth on your face, find a doctor with a tired expression, and add a silent Arjuna beside him, it will be easy for people to have some kind of hallucination.

After the Lingge was once reduced to five figures, Mr. Di Shitian, who was attacked n times, and even almost suffered a double-digit lore, frowned when he heard the knock on the door, and opened his eyes. eyes.

Then he saw the jerk taking ownership of himself.

Just like Sakyamuni and the others unknowingly won the permission of the organizer, and then played gg amidst laughter, Di Shitian also played gg because he failed to clear the game within the specified time.

Because of the ownership, Di Shitian, who had to run for it, became in a bad mood after seeing that face.

Well, "happy" is written all over her face.

"Shouldn't you be happier to see me? My dear friend."

Whether as an enemy or an ally, the boy who is the most dangerous type smiles brightly.

"Before you say this, can you return my ownership first?"

Till now, I still don't know when I joined the host game, and I don't even know the name of the sponsor game of the guy in front of me, so Di Shitian, who just gave it to him for nothing, looks extremely depressed.

Hearing someone's complaint, the boy who appeared in the form of an avatar blinked his eyes, and then put his hand into the gift card.

"Give you."

Then, a ring painted with thunder and a vajra was directly thrown out.