God was beaten to death, and he was beaten to death.

The old man's thorny old lady, Wang, waving a huge wooden stick that was snatched, was inhumanely, and carried out a continuous beating for more than ten minutes.

When the king's forehead appeared full of sweat, she finally stopped the beating action.

The man of God, who is known as the strong man who belongs to the master among the people of God, died in the hands of the king in this way of suffocating.

Throughout the whole process, he had no chance of fighting back.

The only resistance, or rather struggle, was to protect your head and face with a pair of stout arms; though, it was of no egg use.

And the cow master and the reckless people of the earth goods, in this process, they also completely become a customer.

There is no point in saying, to go ahead and do it together.

The biggest reason is that they look at the god people, the helpless and struggling appearance, there is a slight illusion in their hearts.

On the other hand, they were shocked by the sudden change of battlefield situation and the outburst of Wang Yue.

So, they were stunned, watching this scene and tragedy; watching them beat them into dog-like tugs, completely beaten into dead dogs by Wang Yue...

Of course, for the existence of the man of God, physical demise is not the complete end of life.

In the body of the morass, there was no rest at all, a green spirit suddenly came out of the almost molded brain of the morbid, and quickly strung out.

The Spirit is not big, that is, less than half a foot high.

But its image is very strange, like the head, the leopard tail, plus two tusks with half a body length, grow out of the mouth, strange.

As soon as the spirit of the twilight appeared, it immediately sprang to the sky, and a look was about to escape from this place.

"Not good!Stop this spirit."After the cow, he shouted.

As he spoke, he suddenly threw out the torture in his hand and threw it out against the spirit; after the others heard the words, they immediately reflected it and attacked the spirit.

Sadly, it is the Lord’s execution.

Or the throwing of guns in the hands of Yan and others, even the thick wooden stick in Wang's hand, could not give this spirit and cause any harm.

The seemingly wild attack, but from the shadow of the yakuten god, suddenly penetrated the past; this thing, as if there was no substance.

Seeing the spirit of the thorn, he had already flown up to a height of kilometer.

At this time, the cow master realized what was going on; so he hurriedly read the Fa-tung and showed the purple chrysanthemum.

Suddenly a coarse thunder, suddenly chopped on the soul of the tattered; Ray Fa was originally for this kind, similar to the spirit of the thing, with great harm.

Moreover, in the purple supper thunder exhibited by the old man, he brought dozens of purple thunders pressed out of his body.

These purple thunder are all the essence of the lone silt in the purple and thunderbolt; even the spirit of the twilight, the unusually strong and solid, after such a hair, is also very choking.

First of all, after the spirit of the morass was struck by lightning, he paralyzed the time.

Then his color, at a speed visible to the naked eye, began to fade rapidly; the time of paralysis passed, and the spirit of the morbid shrilled.

Then, as if you have met the most terrible natural enemy, you will accelerate the crazy escape.

The cow master also wanted to catch up and make up for this goods; but after discovering that he had lost the flying sword, the speed of the flight was far from the opponent of the spirit.

Unsurprisingly, this is a pretty tempting plan.

Anyway, there is Zhao Wujie, the second blockade line laid down; with the strength of Zhao Wuji, the spirit of the 梼坌坌 has no way to escape...

Sure enough, just ten seconds later, dozens of miles away in the airspace.

After the exertion of all kinds of powerful spells, a huge sound came; without surprise, the mole would fall completely today.

******

In the confusion, or the voice of the king, let the cow master quickly return to God:

“Baby, what are you doing?Hurry up and clean the battlefield, this big man is a god man, he has not yet come to look for it, there is nothing good with him."

Then, Wang Yue is still very angry and indisputable, making up a sentence: "Stupid boy is too honest, I think you will eat a lot in your life, because the honest big loss..."

Not in her mouth, for her own fun.

In the first time, the cow master, like a crazy wild dog, sprouted over the corpse of the trumpet; as Wang Yu said:

After the death of the garrison, who knows the gods above the kingdom of God, there is no secret to feel this matter.

Only by quickly cleaning the battlefield, it is right to mix good things; so the old man can't even cure his own injuries, and he plans to finish the matter of picking up the body first.

In front of the truss, the cow master pulled off the storage bag between his waist.

If you look at it or not, you hang it around your waist with great hand; because the goods know that the house of the god must be extremely rich, and it is the same if you don't see it.

Then, a small thing next to the corpse, let the cow master's eyes suddenly bright.

It was a small bronze shield, which was a faint brilliance of the cow-master's rather familiar; if there was no mistake, it was the magic weapon that could produce an arcing light cover.

It is believed that after the squat was hung, it exploded from the body.

Thinking of the amazing protection ability of the light mask, the cow master hurriedly put such a good thing, a handful into his own space, the heart said comfortable.

Just when the cow master was going to continue to do it, he suddenly realized something.

Hurry up your head, facing Wang Yu, who is still suspended in a hundred meters high, said: "Mom, you don't come down to look for it, see what can be used?"

"No, I found this stick to be good, and I used it well."The Queen answered so.

As she spoke, she waved a few thick sticks again, and the astounding brute force allowed the stick to twist the air wherever it went.

Immediately, Wang Yue said with some dissatisfaction: "Unfortunately, it is that this stick is too big, inconvenient to carry, if you can be smaller a little bit."

The voice of Wang Yue had just fallen, and the stick, as if he understood, quickly became smaller.

In the end, it became only the long way of Wang's palm, which stopped the change; after Wang's view, she suddenly opened her eyes and smiled.

She pulled up some of her hair and fixed it with the stick.

After finishing this step, Wang Yu’s face was unable to say satisfaction, and her mouth began to mutter in a whisper.

And on the corpse of the morass, busy to continue to search for the old man, vaguely heard his own mother, mouth seems to be saying:

"With this good baby, if the old one in the family is not honest, and dares to go around to hook up with those little foxes, use this baby to clean him up."

"If the little family is disobedient, do not go around to hook up the little fox, you can also use this baby to clean up a paragraph of him."

There is no reason, the cold sweat of the cow master's brain, and the clamor is constantly flowing down from the face!