Saint Falls
Chapter 737:Saint Falls
Throughout the battle, there is blood.
It is the blood of the strong, with the divine, so that this battlefield produces countless visions, it seems that there are gods mourning, there are demons roaring, just such a vision, ordinary warriors set foot on this battlefield, will not be able to bear, the spirit is exhausted and dead!
After a bombardment, the two camps were completely close and colliding together.
The real cruel fighting is completely removed from this moment.
Soldiers to Soldiers, King to King!
The people of both sides will soon find the corresponding opponent, which is very tacit understanding, and almost all of them find the same level of people.
However, the bottom of the too-empty realm is too shallow, even if the eternal true world of this war has not yet used its full force, the strong people who participate in the war are twice as bad as the too false boundary, and they go down to the realm of the Fa-robbery, and the highest pseudo-holy level is an overwhelming advantage.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Only the sound of incessantly listening to the roar of the ears, the powerful and terrible force in this battlefield, the whole world is covered, all into chaotic and unclear colors, scattered Yuanli storm, all with a kind of world-destroying breath.
This is the eternal true world, this piece of heaven and earth is too strong, even if the broker's great robbery, but also eternal immortal, in order to be able to withstand such a terrible battle.
If you change any eternal true world and a big world beyond the false world, carrying such levels of fighting, it will absolutely collapse in an instant, and the martial arts will be dead!
“The war!”
Among the crowd, a figure dressed in an imperial robe, the golden force is around, turned into a five-claw golden dragon around it, like the same martial arts world emperors, every bombardment, there are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with the force of moving, terrible and borderless, absolutely the existence of the false holy realm, that is the existence of the holy realm, that the holy will, collapse everything.
This is the great God of this generation!
In fact, in the 15 false saints of the world, it can also be regarded as the best!
But at the moment, his situation is not very good.
Behind him, there is actually a pseudo-sorbikor strong in the same realm, one major in the fire, one major in the ice, the two people are very tacit, in an instant, in front of the Lord of the Great Week into a fire field that can be refined, but behind it is ice and snow, and even the human spirit is frozen, and the two people cooperate together, even like a fire cage, which can bind the endless life of the world.
In the middle, he was extremely uncomfortable!
In this case, it is not an individual case.
The other fourteen false saints are almost the same as the great lord of the week, and there are even two false saints, and the opponents they face are actually three, and when they come into contact, they are suppressed without a little temper.
More importantly, compared to the false saints of the fictitious world, the eternal true world is much more distant from the years of survival, and their accumulation is far deeper than the false holy of the too false world, so that the situation of the false world is even more difficult than it is imagined.
Is the pseudo-supremacist so, not to mention the weaker quasi-sage and the law-robbery of the armed forces?
“Ah—”
“I’m going to rest—”
Not fighting for too long, it is a large-scale casualties that have erupted again, and the vast majority of those casualties are too false warriors, and in the face of twice their own enemies, the battle is almost one-sided...
"I can't imagine that today, I have a chance to slaughter a false saint!"
Suddenly, there was an excited exclamation in the void, which made countless people look at the battle.
It is the battle between the Great Week God and the two holy places of ice and fire!
At this moment, the emperor's robe has lost the precious color, but it is broken everywhere, covered with traces of black, or there is ice in it, and his breath is even weak to a very low level.
And the two false saints that besieged him, at this time, it broke out of a strong momentum, and the terrible holy majesty was obviously intended to explode the ultimate killing.
Sure!
“Fire to heaven!”
“The ice!”
The two false saints roared at the same time, and suddenly a wisp of blood and red flame appeared with a dark basalt ice, and then it was nourished by the spirit of heaven and earth, and the madness soared.
In an instant, the land in front of the Lord of the Great Week was covered by the blood-red flame, and the thousands of miles behind it were turned into a field of ice, frozen everything, carrying the gods of heaven, and whizzing toward the great Zhou God.
These two attacks, one of them alone, are already absolute killing tricks at the level of pseudo-holy, not to mention two!
Moreover, these two false holy ways, vaguely there is a complementary taste, combined, how can the power be doubled so simple?
“The Great God!”
The pseudo-suphemist exclaims of the Tai fictitious camp, no one has the confidence to be spared in the face of such an offensive, and the great lord of the week should not be an exception...
As the big Zhou god of the parties, at this moment, he took a deep breath and felt that such terrible powers, he had completely given up all luck, and the pupil was deep, but it floated a little fierce.
“If you want me to die, don’t think about it!”
On the ground, he roared, all the air machines were bound to the body as much as possible, and immediately after the whole body swelled in a strange way, the breath that had weakened down, and now it was like a light return, and it became incomparably strong again, and in the madness of shock, extremely unstable.
“Not good!”
See, the two pseudo-sanctifications change dramatically, resulting in a bad foreboding, mind moved, we must stay away from the big God.
“It’s too late!”The Lord laughs.
Immediately!
The thang!
Like the balloon bursting, the Great Zhou God's body exploded at this moment, turning into a huge ball of light, devouring everything, and devouring the field of ice and fire, together with their masters!
Dazzling to the other pseudo-supremacists are almost unable to open their eyes to the light of the explosion, the sound of heaven and earth...
When everything was calmed down, the area where the three men fought were already barren, and the body of the great-weekly god of God had completely disappeared in the same place.
He blew himself up!
“Coughing up.”
“Cough!”
Both figures manifest, but they are coughing up blood in a frantic way, and the breath of the body is weakened to an extremely dangerous point, and even the quasi-sclan warriors who are too vain have the possibility of ending the two of them and seriously injuring them to lose their combat effectiveness.
In the end, although the two survived, they sadly withdrew from this battlefield.
One dead, two seriously injured!
You know, this is the three false holy strong, overlooking the endless life of the world.
This war is cruel!
Rumble!
Rumble!
The movement of this circle of war only touched other pseudo-suphemist moments, and in the blink of an eye, it was frantically killed again.
The first false saint has fallen, and the rest will not be far away...
Too false.
“It’s my turn, man!”
In front of the golden stage, the sword and Mo Sheng's figure appeared, watching the moment when the big Zhou god god himself bursting, the body broke out of the fierce to the extreme war, like the sword of the world that had been hidden for a long time, and he wanted to drink blood!
These two people, but also before the outbreak of this war, broke through the pseudo-holy realm.
In the past, Qin Jiu Song had been pressing the two people to consolidate their realm, but now they could not press, and they did not need to press any more.
Feel the breath of the two people at this moment, even Qin Jiu Song must be surprised!
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