Against the Gods

Boomrong... Boomrong...

The cold peaks are trembling, as are the hearts of people. The chaotic storm wrapped around every corner, Meteor Sword Lord's dark sword power, the resurrection of Ancestor Peng, was destroyed by this storm without a trace, between heaven and earth, as if a suddenly awakened ancient demon, everything became as humble as dust.

“This… this… is…” The face is white as paper, the voice trembles, unlike before, it is a kind of fear and trembling that is applied directly to the soul.

The Meteor Sword's main eyes widened to the maximum, his hands trembled violently, looking at the clouds in his sight, for the first time in his life, he could not believe his eyes and perceptions.

That instant air surge was almost crushing the body of his god king!

“You...” Meteor sword master trembling chestnut, what he thought, is also the only possibility he can think of with his lifetime cognition: “No... technique! ”

The corner of Cloud's crystal mouth was slightly gripped, his arm extended, in the sharp contracted pupil of the Meteor Sword Lord, slowly reaching out a finger to him, then... gently bounced.

Psst!

Distortion of space, from cloudy fingers, radiates instantly to the front of the Meteor Sword Lord.

Under extreme shock, the meteorite swordsman's reaction slowed by a tenth of a second. Under his great horror, the meteorite sword instinct turned, the brief silence of Xuan Qi and the sword meant to burst violently in front of him.

Bang

Suffocated, it was the shaking meteorite sword in front of the main eye black, the shadow instantly retracted by dozens of lengths, the right arm of the sword shaking a numbness...

Among the pupils that contracted again, was Yun Cher's horrible face with a smile on his face. He clearly saw that, just now, it was just Yun Cher's bullet finger power!

At this time, when the sky darkened, and Shouyuan's tens of thousands of years old ancestors were obviously in turmoil, he made a long whistle, hurricane hundred miles swept in the air, this time, the storm's fury became more violent, it contracted sharply between the depositions, and in a flash, it turned into a dark wind blade as before, but obviously more terrible.

Hurrah!

Dark wind blades cleave space and sweep straight into the back of the clouds.

Yunchuang still faced the meteorite sword master, did not turn around, as if he did not perceive the approaching of the dark wind blade, at the time, the dark wind blade was close, there was no possibility of avoiding.

Ancestor Peng was ecstatic. He should have settled like an old tree. At this time, he made a slight howl: “Die! ”

Where the dark wind blade goes, space is struck by layers into countless pieces, and at this time, the cloudy arms suddenly rear, with palms, directly to that side of the dark wind blade that almost breaks even the sky.

Ha!!

The palm of the hand touched the dark wind blade, but the dark wind blade did not penetrate through, and even did not have the power to erupt, it was directly fixed in Yunchuang's palm, and then, like a seven inch long black snake, it was desperately twisted and struggled in Yunchuang's five fingers, emitting a burst of screams, but in any case, it could not escape.

I wanted to take the opportunity to stab the cloudy meteorite sword master and watch this scene. I stayed there completely and was horrified and motionless.

Cloud's five fingers snapped together.

A slight sound, condensed by a Baili storm, the dark wind blade from Ancestor Peng, instantly crumbled in the five fingers of the clouds, turning into broken pitch-black smoke dust.

“Ah… ah…” The body of the clan fell soft on the ground, this weekday the mighty clan chief of the clan, his body and soul were horrified and shattered.

The clouds shadowed and had completely disappeared there... and the next moment, he had appeared like a ghost over Ancestor Peng, wrapping around the right arm of Qing Kuo Xuan Qi suddenly fell.

Boom!!

Just one blow, Old Ancestor Pu Peng was the seven tricks spraying blood, the cloudy body turned again, had fallen to his left wing, hands grabbed simultaneously, a black light instantly penetrated Old Ancestor Pu Peng's left wing.

Hiss--------

This is definitely the most horrible ripping sound anyone has ever heard in their life… At that moment, everyone feels like their heart has been severely torn.

The most horrific tears heard in life are accompanied by the most horrific images seen in life.

Ancestor Peng's giant wing, which lasted 50 miles, was severely torn from him by Yun Che with his hands...

That instant hissing was so terrible that when the sky poured red red red blood, there was a massive bloody storm under the cold peak.

But this is not the end, Yun Cheng's figure turned again and stepped straight on the right wing, those pairs are a little pale, not from Hell for Ancestor Peng, under the shining black light, also brutally tearing off its huge right wing.

For the Peng clan, those giant wings are symbols, but also life. Both wings were lost and not only his wings were destroyed, but all his will and beliefs were crushed more completely. This deeply hidden ancestor is truly the supreme ancestor of the eastern realm. His roar sounds for thousands of miles, but it is unspeakable pain and despair.

Boom!

The last punch, the clouds lightly blasted on its broken body.

Under this blow, the wildly crumbling Ancestral Peng did not have the slightest resistance and struggle, letting that fierce dark Xuan force pour into its body, destroying its crippling body to a hundred holes… For him today, death is the best relief.

Wow...

The wings are still falling in bloodshed, Ancestor Peng's body has ripped through thousands of holes, blood rain stacked with blood rain crazy general drop, and the disgusting smell rapidly covered the entire cold mountain range.

Ancestor Pu Peng... die!

His death warrant is more tragic than any death he has ever seen, heard or done in his life.

The clouds descend from the sky without dyeing silk and blood on the flowing black hair.

Boom!

Boom!

Ancestor Peng's pair of giant wings fell before and after, shaking hundreds of miles of blood dust, while his body steeply turned in the direction of the cloudy fall, five fingers to grab, straight to the Meteor Sword Master.

The status of the Meteor Sword Master at this moment can basically be described by the rupture of the liver and gallbladder.

Faced with the sudden impending clouds of clarity, the sword of Fangwei Lingtian, as the first person in the sword path of the eastern realm, the sword is extremely slow and difficult, and the sword released, is even more confusing.

Yun Che Zhang's five fingers collided with Meteor Sword, but there was no even instant blockage, Meteor Sword... Meteor Sword's core magic sword, under Yun Cheu's claws like fragile ice crystal layer broken, from the tip of the sword to the body of the sword, to the handle of the sword.

kā kā kā kā kā kā kā...

The palms of the clouds arrived and the blades collapsed. With the handle of the sword also completely broken, the five fingers like the cloud eagle hook had been caught on the wrist of the Meteor Sword Lord, and the "bang” shouted, the Meteor Sword Lord's sleeve collapsed into pieces, and his eyes suddenly faded.

“You really think you deserve to be my opponent? ”

His ears, the whispering of Yun Cher, every word, is the coldest ridicule.

Faced with the power of Yunchuan eruptions, he and Ancestor Xiang Peng, the two top ten god kings were so humiliated, recalling previous words... that was the most ridiculous and shameless joke they had ever said in their lives.

The Meteor Sword was shattered, and what was shattered was his belief for life. As the clouds opened his fingers, his body fell backwards like a decaying tree, falling back to the ground, his eyes looked at the dim sky, but it was empty and colorless.

Until he died, he didn't know who Yun Che was and why he was so vicious.

Yun Che stomped on the ground.

“Boom” burst, the space where the Meteor Sword Lord is directly turned into pitch-black powder, the powerful earthquake of the eastern realm for a thousand years, the first person looked up to by countless Xuan people, so easily and completely crushed, Meteor Sword smashed, no remains!

Yunche said that he had only one chance. If he did not submit, he would die!

Hū…… hū……

The airflow in the cold mountains was completely chaotic, storms of all sizes and sizes swept through the chaos, and that bloody smell compared to a pungent nose made the Xuan familiar with death shrink all over his body, his chest overturned the sea.

The Oriental Cold Vee had exhausted all her will to barely faint, but her face was miserably white and she could not see a tiny bit of blood.

She is young, but as a princess of the East Cold, she has witnessed so many deaths herself, but she has never seen such brutal deaths… she could have killed easily, but tore off her wings, destroyed her body and caused the blood to rain; she is dead, but destroyed her body without even a scrap of bone.

What kind of person is he...? Is it the devil who enjoys this brutal tyranny?

The two top ten god kings were crushed by one man and should have been horrified and shocked day after day, but all that pervaded the cold mountains and appeared on everyone's face was fear and trembling... The death of Old Peng and the Meteor Sword Lord was not only a nightmare for both of them, but a nightmare for all those present and witnessing it for themselves.

At this moment, they all saw an incredibly frightening shadow, black pressed over the eastern realm of the heavens.

At the top of the thick bloodstained cold peak, the clouds slowly turned around, and at the moment when his eyes swept away, eight great lords and too elders were stabbed with poisonous blades and their bodies all trembled.

badump!

On his knees and knees, he nearly smashed his knees. His head was also heavily smashed. His entire torso was completely affixed to the land covered with the blood of his ancestors: “The Peng clan, willing to die and follow His Majesty. From today on, His Majesty's life is the message of my Peng clan! ”

His posture was so humble that he could no longer be humbled. He voluntarily threw his dignity at Yun Cher's feet in front of everyone. His voice trembled slightly, but the words shook in his ears, only Yun Cher could not hear.

The jackal still has a heart to fight against the tiger leopard, but the ants face the fierce god... fight? It was just the most pointless, dumbest joke.

Besides, the fierce and cruel fiend.

The kings of the gods, whose will was on the verge of collapse, beneath the head of the hawk, the faith finally collapsed in its entirety. They all bent on their knees, shouting in trembling and circumcision that they had never said or dreamed that they would beg from their own mouths...

The Cold Mountains, the Shadows and the Xuan Boats were all so quiet. Today, they saw the coming of the two Tenth God kings with their eyes open, and watched them turn to ruin.

The sky and the dark clouds swelled, and the eastern realm became heavenly, and the sky completely changed.

The eight great god kings, like the eight jackals who were stabbed with guts, broke their legs and crawled in front of Yun Cher. Without Yun Cher's words, they did not dare to get up and even move and bounce.

They have never been so humble even in the face of the Great Realm King in the past… For at least, as rulers and rulemakers of the Eastern Ruins, the Great Realm King would not suddenly brutally slaughter them for no reason whatsoever.

Yunchuan suddenly saw them, without any pleasure and pride, and he whispered: "Remember, your loyalty is only once! ”

“Starting today, if any of you have a dot of rebellion and heresy... you will know what happens. ”

His tone remained unchanged and no aura was released, but when the last sentence came down, it seemed as if all of a sudden a demon had been planted, a silent fear spreading from the depths of his soul all over his body.

He is not merely deterring… what he hates most today is betrayal.

He was born a little lower than his most despicable figure. He said with sincerity and fear: "With the grace of His Majesty's life, He will not dare to forget, let alone to have any dissent. He who dares to violate His Majesty in the future will be the dead enemy of the Peng clan. If there is a transgression, the heavens will perish. ”