Super Immortal Sovereign in the City

"What did you do?"

No. 7's face changed slightly. In a moment, he felt the threat of death, which he had never felt before.

Looking at the sudden change of the world, even in the air can feel the air of death, seven can no longer calm.

"I'll let you die, of course."

Zhou Yang's face was so casual and sarcastic with a faint smile, as if he was talking about a trivial thing.

With that, he looked around at the panic faced people, and finally looked at number seven.

"Those who walk on the edge of death should always be ready to die." The two hands method Jue repeatedly pinches out, Zhou Yang's voice rings out again.

"But now you look like you're not ready."

While talking, Zhou Yang's hand movement is almost over. At this time, No. 7 finally responds: "go and organize him!"

His voice is still spreading in the air, and he has already rushed out first, like a sharp sword, pointing directly at Zhou Yang.

"You want to organize me."

Looking at the number seven, Zhou Yang sneered.

Boom!

Between the waves, a thunder and lightning fell, like a winding Thunder Dragon, coming from nine days, straight to kill No. 7.

Thunder Dragon speed is extremely fast, between blink of an eye already arrived at the top of the head of the seventh, the next second will explode on his body!

"Da Zhen, you set up a Da Zhen here!"

With a cry of surprise, the whole person of No. 7 suddenly stopped and leaned to one side.

Boom!

Lightning burst, splashing countless lights, lit up the dark night, gorgeous and eye-catching.

For a time, many people around were stunned.

Is this still human power?

It seems that only the Legendary God and man can control the power of nature

Is that enough?

Too late to think too much, the gorgeous death has come.

Boom, boom

Dark night, rain was blocked in the nine days above, like a curtain of water from all directions to flow down.

And below, the thunderbolt seems to replace the rain, continuous bombardment and down.

Only in the thunder and lightning, a fresh life down.

The sound of wailing, screaming and death filled the sky and earth at this moment, just like a never-ending elegy, singing over Dangshan.

In the big array, Zhou Yang looked like a God, looking at everything below, watching the wailing figures.

The sound became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.

As for Ma's No. 7, it has been turned into a corpse, mixed in the blood water, and can be easily identified. Among them, Zhou Yang naturally gave him some "care".

"Ma family, it's just like this. It's disappointing."

With a cold look at the corpse on the ground, Zhou Yang shakes his head and turns away.

But he didn't go back to Dangshan. Instead, he went down.

After a while, Zhou Yang came to the only way in and out of Dangshan.

Without going forward or going back, Zhou Yang stood there like a mountain that could not be crossed.

"Who is that man? What a powerful atmosphere

Zhou Yang's appearance soon aroused a group of killers who were hiding in the dark and wanted to be yellow finch. For a moment, they couldn't calm down.

There are so many people killing on Dangshan. Now there is no movement. But now there is a man walking down. It seems that he is not the killers, but the people who Dangshan.

"Zhou Yang, he is Zhou Yang!"

I don't know who it is. I suddenly exclaimed. I didn't care what I came here for. My voice was frightened and shocked.

"Zhou Yang? What is he doing? "

A exclamation, instantly awakened a crowd of killers, a pair of binocular light looked at the past, with puzzled and confused, but more is cold

Laugh.

"No matter what he wants to do, since he's sent to the door, he can't go back safely."

"Yes, let's go up together and kill him. Dangshan is ours!"

Looking at Dangshan with rich aura, many people's eyes become fiery.

To practice in such a place is the dream of practitioners.

"Kill Zhou Yang and occupy Dangshan!"

In a flash, many secret places rang out a hot voice.

When these sounds sounded, you can see the ice blade flashing cold light under the night was pulled out of its sheath.

It's raining harder and harder. It doesn't mean to stop at all. It's like the killers on the scene. They will never stop until they reach their goals.

Boom!

A dull thunder, resounding over Seoul, also explodes in the killer's heart.

In such an instant, a sound became an introduction to attack and kill Xiang Zhou Yang.

"Kill

With a shout, I don't know who called it out, but it doesn't matter any more. In front of them, countless figures rushed out, waving their weapons, stepping on the muddy water and rushing to Zhou Yang.

"A group of sad people can't see the reality clearly at this time."

Zhou Yang shakes his head with a sneer and looks at the crowd sadly. But the next second, his face turns chilly and a sense of killing emerges.

Without the slightest words, so it is very insipid to extend a hand, but the next second heaven and earth suddenly changed, terrible as if the end of the rolling. Sometimes death is not very terrible. What's terrible is that you can't do anything while watching death come.

Now these killers are deeply controlled by fear.

"Boom!"

With a bang, the sky and the earth are suddenly dreary, and thunder and lightning fall down on these killers.

Ah

It's a continuous scream. It seems that many things will be repeated over and over again, which makes some people feel numb.

"It doesn't seem to mean much to let the rubbish die."

Under the thunder and lightning, Zhou Yang stepped out step by step.

I saw his eyes looking forward, a pair of pupil in the night is so bright, like a lamp, more like a knife.

Strangely, he walked in the thunder sea, no lightning hit him, as if all the lightning are avoiding him.

"It seems that everyone underestimates you and the Dangshan mountain."

When Zhou Yang's voice was completely immersed, an old but neutral voice sounded in the distance.

The voice makes people feel contradictory. I think it's the same as two people. But with the sound, a figure comes out in the dark.

The figure was dressed in green and walked out in a leisurely way, but like Zhou Yang, thunder and lightning could not get close to his body, and the rain was far away, as if in fear.

"Is it the end of the world?"

Feeling the power from the other side, Zhou Yang smiles faintly, and his pace doesn't stop at all.

"For you, it's just the beginning of meeting me."

Zhou Yang opened his mouth and said something to the figure.

He knew that the real people were coming, and it would be the last battle.