My Super Estate

Chapter two thousand seven hundred seventy-six killed all

Zhiyin Guiwang is unwilling to believe.

With a full blow, he didn't treat the opponent.However, the opponent's sword turned out to be completely crushed.

So, who exactly broke the ceiling?

"impossible!!!"

The reality is in sight, but it is so unbelievable.

"puff!"

His mouth was still spraying blood.

However, Zhiyin Ghost King still keeps talking.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could you have such strength?"

He is the person who breaks the ceiling, he should sweep the thousand armies, he should be able to explode everything.

How could this happen?

I wanted to kill the other party. As a result, the other party had not been killed. Instead, he only had half his life left.

How could this happen?

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. I have broken the ceiling and broken the restrictions of the rules. I have been above all living beings. How can you be my opponent?"

Unwilling to defeat, unwilling to accept defeat, and even do not believe in such a situation.

In the end, all unwillingness, all unwillingness, all unbelief turned into a kind of madness.

Since unwilling, unwilling, and unbelieving, then use your own strength to confirm.

With the power blessings of the ancestors, at this moment, he is the absolute king (at least, he thinks so.)

Launched all the forces and attacked Wang Yang.

He will use his most powerful force to break this unreal man directly.

Unfortunately, Wang Yang's strength is comprehensive.

At this moment, it is extremely terrible.

Facing the attack of Zhiyin Ghost King, he just cut out with a sword, all the struggle, all the anger, all the counterattacks, all seemed like a joke, without any persuasion.

All were exploded.

Then, I saw again that the purple light of the sword light seemed to have an unsolvable magic power, directly breaking through the clouds and seeing the blue sky.

It seems that with the magical sword light, towards yourself, it is cut off.

Then, as the Yin Gui King could not believe, he retreated again.

How can I, if I break the rules and restrictions and break the ceiling and become the strongest person, retreat?

"To Yin Gui, is this your strength?"

Wang Yang sneered and said, "You're back!"

"I!"

To Yin Gui King almost did not want to be crazy.

Yeah, I'm back!

How can I refund?

Strong unwillingness is enough to make people crazy.

To the King of Ghosts once again gathered courage and attacked the human race in front of him.

He did not believe that he would beat this human race.

reality?

If reality can only be like this, then I have broken this reality.

In extreme anger, he launched the final attack.

Unfortunately, anger can only make people lose their senses, and can not change reality, and it is impossible for people to get supreme divine power.

Therefore, he lost his mind again and used anger and madness as a reinforcement.

Reality tells him that dreams don't care whether you wake up or not, as long as the power attacks, everything will be made into reality.

The dazzling sword light, with a burst of fascinating purple halos, split on the face, letting people escape.

Then, it can be seen that to Yin Gui, he retreated again.

This'again' word is really well used.

It's like a monster, so hard to breathe.

"Well, what is this situation?"

Zhiyin Guiwang is going crazy, but other people are also beaten with some doubt about life.

In particular, the magic weapon of the magic knife is even more wide-eyed, and even the injuries inside the body have been ignored.

"How could this be?"

Such a thing would happen?

"That human race, what is his situation, why is his strength so powerful?"

"Me, this is what I want to know."

Fazhi Zhenmo talked, all shivered.

Of course, he knows the strength of the Yin Gui King, but isn't that strength already above life and standing on the ceiling?

"Did we encounter a fake Zhiyin King?"

"No, the fake ghost king, how could it be possible to kill all of us with a knife?"

Yes, this must be the case. The lord of the human race Quartet, what he met was fake, and what we met was true."

This is really wrong, it is hard to believe.

"Yes, this must be the case. The one we met was the real ghost king. The one he met was fake. It must be like this."

The conclusion of Fa Zhi Zhen Mo has been recognized by the Great Lionheart.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain such a thing.

With so many people, all of them were beaten to the death. As a result, one of them still had the upper hand.

If it is not fake, is it still us, all of them are wasteless?

In fact, whether they believe it or not, it is useless.

Because Wang Yang shot again, it directly determined everything.

With a sword, the Yin Gui King wants to resist again.

Once again, he was beaten back, but, again, he resisted.

But this time, his desire to resist again was unsuccessful.

The sickle in his hand was directly split in two.

Then, his whole person was also split in half.

All vitality in his body was cut off.

He wanted to be resurrected again, it was already impossible.

"You have been given three opportunities.

You are not sure."

As he died, he heard what the human race said.

In a trance, he understood.

It turned out that it was not because they were strong enough to resist that kind of sword light, but only because they gave themselves three opportunities.

I understand, but his heart is more bitter.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he is, he has no chance to come again.

With endless suffering, he was blown up all over the place.

I saw that in the mid-air, there was only one hongmeng purple qi, sinking up and down.

"Now, it's your turn!"

Zhiyin Ghost King was split in half by a sword, but there are five Ghost Kings here.

A few swords flashed up, and the five ghost kings didn't leave anything behind, they were just killed.

"It's your turn!"

The Yinlings were killed, there were the Beasts, and the Devils.

There were too many accidents in this battle.

It's time to end.

Feeling the powerful help in the midst, Wang Yang felt that his own avenue of fortune seemed to be perfect, but it was not too far away.

Of course, the battle of the battles is over, but the journey to the confusion of the star field has just begun.

The future roads are more difficult to walk.