Ultimate Martial Divine King

"Others, I'm willing to stop there! But this person ... I will kill it ..."

"Oh!"

The immensely heavy and loud noise instantly invaded everyone's eardrums in the audience, together with a violent to extreme destructive terrorist force, a majestic blue light circle was directly like the starburst in the inner city of Ares Palace The central tower rose.

The endless tearing force distorts the space, and even trembles the hearts and souls of all people.

"Er dare?" Hua Wen, a sacred tribe of Honghuang, yelled.

Looking at that momentary disintegration, the fragmented Duan Cang, everyone in this room was shocked with dissatisfaction.

The dust came to an end, and the waves of sky spread.

Sudden surprises shocked everyone's vision and mind.

Even Meng Xiulin of the Saints of the Stars, Di Qiong of the Celestial Tribe and Liu Mian of the Wilderness Saints did not react in the first time.

No one thought that Chu Hen's killing was so decisive.

There is no room for reaction at all.

Not to mention the blocking time.

"Wow ..."

The world shuddered and all directions were shaking.

The central part of the inner city square, which had been reduced to ruins, suddenly slumped a huge tiankeng across a hundred feet.

Within the pit.

At this moment, only Chu Chen was standing in it, and Duan Cang's breath was completely felt.

In other words, Chu Chen's blow not only smashed the opponent's physical body, but also wiped it out with Duan Cang's Sacred Spirit of the Purple House.

Kill completely!

Did not give a chance to survive.

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"It's a bit ruthless!" Meng Xiulin of the Star Saints shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"It is indeed a ruthless man." Di Qiong, a saint of the burning heaven, shook his head and smiled.

On the other hand, at the side of the Honghuang Saints, Hua Wen and others were burning in anger, and their eyes revealed the ferocious color.

Anxious to cramp Chu marks.

"You dare to kill him ..."

Hua Wen said fiercely.

"Why don't you dare?" Chu Hen was fearless, and there was a hint of purple in the deep dark eyes.

For Duan Cang, Chu Hen will not spare his life anyway.

Not to mention the other, just because of the "Xi Lan" incident, Chu Hen has absolute reasons for his life.

...

"Oh!"

The invisible situation overflowing between the two tends to converge in the void, causing Jiuxiao to tremble.

Immediately, Hua Wen laughed.

The grin was full of coldness.

"Very good ... come to Japan. Today, I'm" Congratulations "on winning the War God Palace ... I hope you will not change the green hills, and the green water will flow long ... Later, there will be a period!"

Congratulations!

And later there will be periods, these words are particularly forceful.

It feels like a sharp knife stabbing everyone's eardrums.

After all, Hua Wen glanced at Meng Xiulin coldly, Di Qiong and others glanced immediately, "Let's go!"

"Wow!"

The light flickered and flickered into the sky.

Together with the twisted and sloshing space, the next moment, the sacred people of Honghuang San disappeared immediately above the void.

As soon as Hua Wen left, other people in the War God Palace suddenly fell into the abyss that no longer exists.

Endless darkness quickly enveloped everyone's heart.

At the moment Duan Cang's death, for the Honghuang saints, the War God Palace did not need to continue to support it.

Everyone else was left with no fighting spirit.

Defeat!

Total defeat!

The real full set loses, all-round burst.

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Looking at Hua Wen and others who were desperate and departed, Meng Xiulin looked at each other with some helplessness.

Today, they and the Liang San saint's Liangzi are settled.

After all, no one expected that Chu Hen was so determined about Duan Cang's killing thoughts.

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"Since Duan Cang is dead, the others don't have to be killed?"

Meng Xiulin stared at Chu Chu below with a deep meaning.

Chu Hen nodded slightly, but did not say much.

Meng Xiulin did not intend to stay here more.

"Let's go!"

"Well, it's not our turn to end here." Liu Mian, the Great Wild Saint, answered.

Immediately, the three saints also reversed Jiuxiao Space and disappeared into the sky in a chaotic storm.

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situation.

It seemed as if I had returned to the original point again.

It was thought that the arrival of the sacred tribe in the floodland will level up these "invaders" of the War Shrine, but the timely appearance of the other three sacred tribes later brought this matter back to the level of the Zhonglu Zongmen dispute.

However, Duan Cang's death directly caused the rest of the war **** palace to lose the will to resist.

The great despair filled the faces of each of them.

Wu Zong, Han Yun Zong, and Linghuang Valley all focused their eyes on Chu Hen.

to be frank.

Things have changed.

As long as the opponent orders, the God of War Palace will be washed away by blood.

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Everyone inside and outside the Ares Palace was filled with fear.

One dare not even breathe a bit.

Chu Hen exhaled a long breath, looking into the vast sky, and closed her eyes deeply.

Immediately, his eyes opened and his eyes narrowed.

"Don't let me see you guys again ... give me all ..."

roll!

The thunderous momentum was as if pardoned by the majesty of the emperor.

"Roar!"

"Oh!"

...

In that moment, the beasts roared to heaven, like war drums proclaiming victory.

At this moment, the inner defenses of all survivors of the Ares shrine collapsed.

Everyone's eyes were dim and without any light.

It was like a bereavement dog abandoned by people, and fled.

...

"boom!"

"Long!"

...

Inside and outside the Ares Palace, the raging smoke spreads wildly.

The panicked crowd fled, fearing that Chu Chen would change his mind at any time.

Wu Zong, Han Yunzong, and Linghuanggu were all covered with blood.

They looked at each other and looked at their surrounding companions, one after another, comforting and inspiring.

"Win ..." Qiu Xingyi murmured softly.

"Win!" Wu Yan shouted.

Then, a shout that shouted over and over echoed over the Ares Temple.

"Long live Takezon!"

"Han Yunzong won!"

"Long live Lingwu Valley!"

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One flees and flees.

One party cheered and shouted.

Luomacheng, Feiyumen and other medium-influenced martial arts are also very excited, countless disciples shouting on their knees, and even crying on their knees.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ..." Luo Macheng city main Luo sent two lines of men to tears.

Feiyumen Han Emirates is also red with eyes.

No one can understand their hearts at the moment.

These forces have been oppressed by Ling Yunzong for hundreds of years.

Every day suffered humiliation.

Today, Ling Yunzong is absent, and he is stepping on the site of the War God Palace. The joy after turning over, he never even dreamed about it before.

...

"Hahahaha, what about the War God Palace? I haven't stepped on it by my grandfather Mu Feng."

Mu Feng waved the Tutu Magic Sword, very excited.

"Cut, do you still have a face? Have a hammer relationship with you? If it weren't for my aunt and grandma who saved you, you might be on the bridge now."

"Ha ha ha ha ha, okay! The handsome Feng owes you a favor."

"That's pretty much it!"

...

Outside the Ares Palace.

The mood of the spectators of the Emperor's Palace, the Five Elements Saints, Fengshuangcheng and other sects is extremely complicated.

This war!

From beginning to end, I have seen it with my own eyes.

But the ending was beyond everyone's expectations.

"It's a wonderful battle feast ..." murmured Situ Han, the master of Fengshuang City, "There should be many forces secretly regret it!"

Behind him, there was no trace of blood on Situ Ya's face.

She was completely startled by the scene in front of her.

...

"The demon pupil's holy body, it seems that Yuan Yuan plans to die."

Emperor Hongdian Tang extraordinary shook his head and said to himself.

"Midland, this is really going to change a lot!"

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"It's really surprising! This ending is unexpected!"

The space is slightly distorted like ripples on the water.

In a magnificent Lingxiao loft, the star saint Meng Xiulin flashed down like a ghost on the promenade of the loft.

By the promenade stands, a beautiful young woman quietly looked at the chaotic ruined battlefield ahead.

"Wow, don't wear a mask today? It should have been so long ago, otherwise it would be a waste of your peerless look ..."

Meng Xiulin Jun Jun raised a brow ~ www.readwn.com ~ a bright smile on his face.

The woman did not speak, a pair of bright peach eyes just looked at the front.

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"Last time you were in the demon realm of God's Blood Prison to save him?" Meng Xiulin asked.

"Yes!" Bai Qianyu replied.

"Don't you know that he is a member of the" Demon pupils "?"

...

Bai Qianyu didn't answer, there seemed to be ripples in his eyes.

Meng Xiulin's eyes flashed with surprise, and then she smiled again, "It's rare! Miss Bai, the god-eyed saint, will help a stranger ..."

Obviously, after the jihadist call was over, Meng Xiulin had already investigated the details of Chu marks.

What surprised Meng Xiulin was that Chu Hen came from the Eastern Region, and even now he is just a new disciple of Wu Zong.

After all, Wu Zong has not yet started recruiting new people.

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However, Bai Qianyu, who has never been to the Eastern Region, had absolutely no knowledge of Chu marks before that.

Therefore, Meng Xiulin was even more puzzled.

"Can't you say it? I did it for you, even the Honghuang saints have offended!"

"This time it is a kind of friendship I owe you ..." Bai Qianyu said calmly.

"Wow, no need! I'm playing ..."

Before Meng Xiulin's words were finished, Bai Qianyu's surrounding space had shown a dreamlike twist. Then, if the ripples scattered on the water surface, she disappeared in situ.

"It's ... too cold ..."

Meng Xiulin shrugged with both hands.

Following that, his eyes turned to the smoky battlefield, and Meng Xiulin's eyes gushed a little deep.

"What is the relationship? It's really curious that these two saints are mingled together ..."

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