Eternal Gate

boom!

Boom!

The universe at night is extremely lively, and there are endless noises from all walks of life.

The small universe has heaven-level battlefields, Luna and Zizaitian, Taishang and Cangtian, one of the old gods, three contemporary gods, two-on-two, mixed doubles of men and women, doing everything to destroy the world.

In the unknown realm, the Emperor Immortal fought fiercely against the Emperor Ancestor.

Shenminghai's shouts became louder and louder, and it was a proper large-scale group fight scene.

The world of gods, the false gods and the ancestors of the undead, is also true love. From the eastern sky, all the way to the western misty, collapsed one star field after another.

As for Zhao Yun and that one, they obviously got into a fight with Thunder and Lightning. Whenever there is the Heavenly Thunder Jue, there must be a ball called the sun. Whenever there is a ball, Mr. Zhao will kick it to pieces. The spark of love.

There are battlefields in the yang world, how can there be no movement in the underworld.

The ancestral **** also knows how to choose a place, and rolled the succubus to hell. The word "juan\" consumed his lifespan for ten thousand years, and he was short of a year, and he couldn't move the **** succubus.

Since they moved here, it was a desperate attempt to make an appointment.

The four great gods of the Shenchao teamed up to fight the complete nightmare.

The most interesting thing is that the master of the three realms, in order to watch the excitement, share the perspective, and even send the movie viewing fees back and forth, all returned to his own hands.

\"Brother?\"

The master of the underworld raised his head again and shouted to the sky.

Again, why do you say again, because he has been shouting for most of the night.

And the big brother in his mouth refers to the ruler of the God Realm, so he wanted to ask the God Realm if there is any fun to watch, and if so, it would be inconvenient to share a perspective.

Embarrassingly, the ruler of the God Realm ignored him.

\"If you ask me for something, I won't answer you." The ruler of the underworld, the donkey, has a temper, and he is still a little arrogant. Someone is so rude.

\"He is a god, we can't compare." The master of the mortal world held his hand.

Or Lin Zhihua was enlightened, so she didn't shout at all, and shouted in vain.

puff!

The last blood flower in Shenminghai is still very bright.

That was the last restricted zone supreme being trapped in the sky. He was slapped out of the body by the palm of the **** of the underworld, and was slapped out of the soul by the sword of Wudao.

At this point, the flames of war in the Sea of ​​Gods were temporarily annihilated.

If you insist on winning or losing, it is Shenchao and the restricted area, both losers.

Previously, the Tianju and the protective barrier were withdrawn, and the Supreme City was almost in ruins.

Now, counting the Supreme Beings who were slaughtered in the restricted area, they also suffered heavy casualties.

\"Clean the battlefield.\" The water **** gave an order, and sat down on the city wall. His dim eyes looked at the sea of ​​gods. Although the flames of war in the game were annihilated, the bombardment of the restricted area and the supreme inheritance did not stop.

It doesn't matter, as long as there is no problem with the little uncle, in a short period of time, the sky will be able to protect the gods from breaking.

\"The old man went out for a walk.\"

The giant drank a tank of wine, and escaped from the sky with the guy.

It's not about traveling in mountains and rivers, but looking for Zhao Yun and Emperor Zu.

Many great gods in the Shen Dynasty, such as the old turtle and the **** of the underworld, also have this idea.

But after thinking about it, let it go, because I don't know where Zhao Yun and Emperor Zu are fighting, but no matter where they are, the Heaven Bureau may be withdrawn again.

At that time, there will still be a fight, and there will be many great gods guarding the city.

"Hurry up.

The powerhouses of the **** dynasty are like the tide like the sea, sweeping the battlefield like a carpet.

They are good at this job, as long as they can take away, whether it is the blood and bones of the gods or the supreme magic weapon, it is right to bring it home.

The gods are not idle either, those who heal the wounds heal the wounds, and those who repair the city repair the city.

At the critical moment, the importance of the background is reflected.

The treasure house of the gods is open, and the panacea that can cure injuries can be taken as much as you have.

There are also spells, killing arrays, and secret weapons.. They are also moved out without a cap.

You have to prepare for the worst, because overseas gods and demons may attack at any time.

"carefree."

Kuang Yingjie sat on the city wall, pouring a jug of strong wine.

Yue Xin was also there, helping him to wipe away the blood, some of which were his, and some of which were made by gods and demons.

Well!

As he rubbed it, he heard her whispering a word, and his soul trembled because of it.

"What's the matter?" Kuang Yingjie subconsciously glanced sideways, seeing Yue Xin's face showing joy.

\"I have proved the way, and there are people in the heavens who have proved the way. Yuexin wept with joy.

Although she is in the outer universe, the imprint of her life is still from the original universe.

Although she is in the outer universe, she is still suppressed by the imperial mark of the original universe.

The emperor came out of his hometown, so the imprint of his life didn't respond.

It was because of the reaction that she cried like a pear blossom with rain.

\"It's time for a great emperor to rule the place.\" Kuang Yingjie smiled, and couldn't help but look out of the sky, who becomes the emperor, Ye Chen? Yaochi? Great Chu Nine Emperors? Yama of the Ten Palaces? . No matter who it is, it can hold up the facade.

"The one named Ye, is he really that strong?" the Immortal Divine Body asked.

"It's not a problem to hammer you." Kuang Yingjie closed his eyes from outside the sky.

"I crushed him single-handedly.\"

\"Come on, pretend to go over there.\"

Kuang Yingjie pushed the Immortal Divine Body, this kid didn't take medicine!

Yue Xin cried and laughed, her hometown finally had an emperor guarding the common people.

\"Emperor ancestor.\"

The Immortal Venerable must have been too angry, and the sky and the earth shook with an angry howl.

Pit father goods ah! If Zhao Yun is not taken down, the day lily will be completely cold.

\"What the hell?.Emperor?\"

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is interested, and overseas spectators all raise their eyebrows slightly.

The name of the emperor's ancestors, they are like thunder, the once supreme god!

Xianzun, did this come out of feeling? Can't break the sky, miss the emperor for a while?

Nostalgia is enough! That has my kindest regards.

The master of the restricted area is on fire, and the gods and demons are full of shit.

Ah Choo!

No one knows whether Emperor Zu sneezed or not.

But the ancestor of the undead sneezed like thunder.

That's right, he has done a lot of immoral things, and there will always be people who greet him as an old man.

Destroy!

When Mo Xuan killed him, a divine light blessed the power of the false sky, destroying the world.

The blood light followed, and the body of the ancestor of the undead was pierced by his sword.

\"Damn you.\"

The ancestor of the undead wanted to gnash his teeth, and with a flip of his hand, it was a knife, and the knife was as bright as a galaxy.

Mo Xuan couldn't dodge it in time, and got a straight face, and his fleshy body was smashed to pieces on the spot.

"It's been more than 800 rounds, how strong these two are."

"Those who bear the power of the pseudo-heaven are all masters who resist beating.

"The wear and tear is too strong, those two are at the end of their battle."

The spectators outside the arena watched all the way and sighed constantly.

So far, they don't know who the fierce fighters are, they only know that they are all ridiculously strong.

"If you want to die so much, I will send you on your way.\"

The eyes of the ancestor of the undead were scarlet and full of madness.

He was driven mad, and when he got mad, he cut himself off.

With this knife, his cultivation base fell.

It was also this knife that cut away his shameful criticism.

To put it bluntly, there is something to give and something to gain, and the light can be seen, and the soul is revived.

boom!

The unparalleled brilliance, from his body, spread across the starry sky.

Everyone in the world is dazzled, and in a blur, they can see a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, the scene of opening the sky, the image of destruction, endless visions, endless evolution, like the sound of a curse, like a brand, imprinted into the soul.

"Destroy me?\"

Mo Xuan is also a peerless ruthless person, his 80,000-year lifespan was burnt to the ground in an instant.

When the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, the fight is the final blow, either you die or I die.

\"Extreme undead."

\"False sky is eternal.\"

Still one east and one west, both of them played the strongest attack.

It was a sword and a sword, the light of the sword traversed the sky, and the light of the sword traversed the universe.

\"Back back.\"

Everyone's eyes became clear just now, and they withdrew from the star field.

Those two were too ruthless, a powerful blow must have the aftermath of destruction.

pound!

Click!

The knives and swords collided and exploded, and a thunderstorm swept across the starry sky.

Mo Xuan's physical body collapsed, half of his primordial spirit was shattered, and the ancestor of the undead was also miserable. The god's body was turned into a puddle of blood, and his twisted natal real body was about to explode.

"Can't this kill him?"

The ancestor of the undead looked unbelievable, and seriously underestimated the hypocrisy.

He was powerless to strike a second time, and the backlash from his own slash was rotting his primordial spirit, and the withered vitality was unstoppable, extremely difficult to sustain.

"In other years, I will kill you."

The ancestor of the undead howled angrily, said a harsh word, turned around and fled into the black hole.

Mo Xuan wanted to chase after him, but he took one step forward. The broken Yuanshen avatar, like a piece of broken porcelain, disintegrated inch by inch, and the power of the Yuanshen collapsed piece by piece.

He was powerless, unable to kill the ancestor of the undead.

He also fought to the limit, and the fire of the primordial spirit was extremely dim.

At this moment, if anyone strikes him again, even a small **** can send him back to his hometown.

In fact, someone actually made a move.

I don't know who, sacrificed a Youmang, trying to kill him.

\"The younger generation."

Mo Xuan sneered, and disappeared out of thin air like a ghost.

The ancestor of the undead escaped into the black hole, while he hid in the turbulent current.

He may have lost this battle, but it was worth it.

At least, the ancestor of the undead who was forced to kill himself.

In this way, it will be much easier to kill it.

boom! boom!

The battle between Mo Xuan and the undead is over, and the mortal world is still booming.

Zhao Yun, who led the thunder, became more and more ferocious in the Vietnam War. On the contrary, the emperor was defeated in the Vietnam War, and the sun sacrificed round after round, exhausting his vitality and blood.

\"Come again."

Zhao Yunyao pointed at the sword of nothingness, which once again shone brightly.

Come, come as soon as you say it, thunder and lightning fill the sky in an instant.

hum!

The emperor's ancestor hangs his head on the sun, steps up to the sky, and tries his best to attack.

Zhao Yun was not used to him, he punched through nine days and split the sun.