"I didn't think it, I really didn't think it!" seemed to find that I had no way to escape, and the unknown creature wrapped in a black cloak in front of me gave a oozing laugh. "But I alone played with these foolish gods in applause, 桀, fear, trembling, I was just a pawn that even the pioneer said no, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world, this world

After uttering a series of unexplained boos, the black cloak behind the black cloak was plucked up a fast-squirming drum kit, and then staggered through it, appearing in front of Shen Fu, eight dark bones like spider feet.

"It's just ugly, but it doesn't scare me."

A large number of ice cones stabbed at a speed that is difficult to see with the naked eye, easily covering every bone, and even the limbs are frozen together.

Because of the tearing of the cloak, the shape of the monster also appeared in front of Shenfu.

Dark muscles, scarlet eyes, and equally dark and monstrous bones are obviously ugly monsters, but they have a strange slender feel.

“That’s great, God!”

The smile never faded from the beginning, and the scarlet eyes were the arrogance of not retreating even in the face of the gods.

Then, all the bones that pierced the body and extended, together with the limbs that were also frozen, were forcibly tore in front of this monstrous smile.

“But you can’t kill me!For I am a nobler race of gods!”

Even the limbs that can see the muscle rim are accompanied by words that begin to surge flesh and blood, but for a moment, intact limbs grow at an alarming rate, and the bones that are cut off are the same, compared to self-repair, the eyes in Shen are more like - countless very subtle healing magics are released together.

“There is such a thing as existence.”

Shen Fu's eyes are still burning with the magic of the breeze, in this blessing he saw very clearly, the creatures in front of him, carried out a kind of transformation of the art of writing directly into the DNA, that wrapped around the body, the human can not see the wings of the red light, is the countless small art of the joint brought about the wonderful position.

This is a real magical life, not a life of disorderly magic like an elves, but something—magical creatures that imitate the divine species to the rules of the art!

"Chen, we do not die, even the gods can not deprive us of life and death, no matter how many times you kill me, eventually you will be like all the other prey, let me devour your flesh and blood, erode your soul, occupy your essence!"Whether it is the world or the gods, it is only the prey I have to hunt!”

Once again, the body that was crushed by Shen began to recast again, even if the power gap was very large, but the crazy eyes were really full of confidence and desire as a hunter.

"The hunting of the race of all things...cuts, it's really troublesome."

Shen Fu just looked at each other coldly, like looking at the clown, the actual single strength, with such an immortal feature, the other side also has the strength of Rozwal is also slightly superior, but in the face of Shen Fu, I am afraid that only through the eyes of the prey disgusting him.

At this time, a wave of horror like the end of the world broke out in the sky.

No time to waste here!Shen Fu's heart is tight, stretching out a single hand to construct magic, the monster in front of it seems to be a black hole in the heart, whether it is bones, or flesh and blood, are twisted and compressed into a group in the moment, and the complicated magic array flows on the surface of its body, although it is not without a way to kill each other, but after all, it is difficult to catch the characters, first seal up.

On the other hand, Reinhalut and Artech, the god of war, were briefly separated after the last collision.

At this time, Rhein Harlut is probably in the most awkward state of his life, the dress of the body is half broken, revealing some of the robust body, no matter when it is maintained, the red hair is also messy at this moment, and even a part of the rough cut, but even less than the style of the perfect knight, as the name of the sword saint has never been thick.

Just standing with a sword in this way is enough to make anyone look in awe.

“Haha!This is the fight!The battle I want!Swordsman from another world, bet everything you want, and win with me!Haha!"

The voice of the god of war Altshu sounded throughout the sky, compared with the somewhat infamous Rhine-Harut, he was not much better, representing the identity and strength of the wings, and even one of the wings had even been cut off, but the constant laughter, but easily told everyone that he was in a happy mood at this moment.

But laughter did not vent the whole of Artesian's war.

In the face of a venerable adversary, Altsius decided to use the strongest blow of the God of War as a rite of action.

He raised his right hand and declared to all that was under him—

“All – be prepared!”

For the only two-in-one wing species left here, this action only represents one meaning.

The strongest god of war, Altshu, and the wings of heaven he created, all the power!

Even if you know that you will fall into a long period of powerlessness after the liberation of all forces, all the heavenly wings will be liberated with some fanaticism, and then gathered to the right hand of the god of war, and become part of the power that is incovenant and subject to any existence.

No matter who the enemy is, whether it is a fish or a powerful swordsman in the world, will be reduced to ashes in a force that can destroy everything!

Artichus, the god of war, and the species of the heavenly wings he created, are not firmly convinced of this.

However, in the face of this fierce to the horror of exceeding the specifications, Reinhalut instead tied the sword of his hand back to the waist, and then jerked to the sky.

“Haha!Get out of here!Hated it!Let's be desperate!Turn it to ashes!No one can escape this powerful blow!”

For the world to define the "strongest" power can be presented, even if the god species is in silence against this force, can not escape, can not struggle, even time is distorted at this moment, representing the attack of "death" pierces the blue sky because of the baptism of the war, and even see the vast universe.

It is over...

The god of war is like a steel-stiff body is a little weak at this moment, even the wings of white brilliance are dim, for the god of war, even if not like the ordinary wings of the general use of the "God Strike" will fall into a long-term weak state, but the power of a short time is also inevitable.