The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Gosh! What kind of light is this?"

"so horrible!"

Seeing the clan people engulfed by the divine light and annihilating them, the nine-color clan people in the back were all crazy and backed away, their expressions terrified.

It's just a blink of an eye, so countless people are so gray!

This scene scared them to be almost soul-stirring.

How can there be such a powerful method in this ancient world?

"It's the divine light from those battleships!"

You Zun slowed over God, pointed to those warships, and shouted.

"Warship? How could there be such a horrible warship?"

Everyone looked shocked.

Before, they also noticed these warships, but they dismissed them at all.

The warships are very limited, and how much power they can have. In the previous few wars, they have not seen the warships of the Pangu world, and they are similar to their black gold towers.

This power is nothing.

However, they never imagined that the power of these Shenzhou was so horrible!

This group of Pangu people, where is such a powerful Shenzhou, and the number is so much!

"Look, it lights up again! Hurry! Stop them!"

When they saw the muzzle of those Shenzhou lights up again, they were anxious.

If there is another wave, that's okay!

"kill!"

The gods hissed and screamed, and speared toward the front.

In the rear, the people of the Nine Colors keep up, pushing forward like black clouds.

Only a wave of bombardment, but killed ten million, not even one tenth.

Swish swish!

The Sifang Shenzhou blasted another wave of divine light, but its power was greatly reduced. Although it also killed a lot, it was far inferior to the previous wave.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

On the other side of the Matriarch Continent, there was an intensive sound of war drums, which made the hearers bloody.

"kill!"

A loud roar came from the Wu people.

The two tens of millions of witch corpses moved, stepped forward, waved their giant palms, and shot towards the nine-color clan rushing in front.

Pappa!

A series of soft sounds.

After being photographed one by one, the body of the nine-color clan burst instantly, as if it were a mosquito, and was exploded.

On the two witch corpses, the burly figure leaped out, and the figure instantly expanded, turning into a giant witch and killing the nine-color clan.

On that Matriarch continent, witch towers flew out, and on each tower, countless black mists emerged.

These are not real mists, but various poisonous insects.

After being swept by poisonous insects, those nine-colored tribes only had a skeleton in a flash.

"Children, follow the ancestors, and kill the stray dogs!"

The golden archaic moved and grabbed a huge golden stick, which was smashed towards the nine-color tribe who rushed towards the front.

Bang Bang Bang Bang!

Another blood burst.

In front of the Spirit Mountain, the nine statues stood up and stepped out of their bodies. Their figure grew, and they also turned into a tremendous height, joining the battle group.

Behind them, the major clans swarmed out and killed the people of the nine colors.

"Stop them!"

The holy city, above the walls, Xuanhong Supreme shouted, and stepped away, his body shone out of heaven, and as soon as he brushed his sleeves, a picture scroll flew out.

Puff puff!

Countless figures were penetrated by Qingguang and burst instantly.

Then, the Supreme Sword on one side raised his hand, and the iron sword flew out and drilled directly into the enemy camp.

Suddenly, I saw Jianguang flickering in the sky, and countless figures were strangled by Jianqi and turned into powder.

"Old Xuanhong, I will meet you later!"

The God Envoy shouted, the whole body was golden, and he walked forward.

Countless divine lights slammed into him, but he couldn't even enter him within a hundred feet.

He squeezed his fist and threw a punch at the picture.

Suddenly, the void twisted and almost collapsed.

Xuanhong Supreme's face changed slightly, his mind moved, and the picture shook, and hundreds of millions of clear lights condensed into a giant god, and he fought away with a punch.

Boom!

Two fists shook each other, exploding the boundless light.

The air was violent, and some of the seven-star Nine-color tribes in the Quartet burst.

"Let's go up!"

Xuanhong Supreme shouted.

"Okay! I'll kill you first, and then kill the kid!"

The god messenger shouted, and a pair of stern eyes swept towards the chemical warship, staring at Tang Hao fiercely. Then, he stood up and went up.

"Lao Jian'er, we are old opponents, haven't we been here before?"

In the crowd, an old man with a thin figure and a dark face turned coldly toward the Supreme Sword. He was carrying a bronze long sword, and like the Supreme Sword, his sword spirit was extremely strong.

And his breath is also the pinnacle of nine stars, and another great powerhouse!

"it is good!"

Sword Supreme took a long drink and stepped out.

The two haven't yet fought, the sword energy on their bodies has gushed and they have started to collide.

"Huh! It's just a group of evil spirits of ancient gods, and they dare to stand in front of me and other gods!"

Accompanied by a few cold drinks and sneers, Dao Dao's figure flew towards the god clan camp, all of which were in the late nine-star period, that is, the aura of the union, and two of them exuded the pinnacle of the peak, terrifying.

As soon as they swept, they rushed to the Nine Great Supreme of the Divine Clan and fought fiercely.

"A group of beasts! All are slaughtered!"

"It's just two witch corpses, this kind of thing, it's useless for ten more, and I'll kill you!"

In the Honghuang clan and the Wu clan, there are a large number of nine-color gods looting, a lot of together, and a few pinnacles.

There is a top, dressed in a gray robe, a little short, and looks inconspicuous, but he can smash a piece of flesh of a witch corpse with a palm, a hand knife, and even cut off a piece of flesh.

His flesh is crystal clear, somewhat transparent, exuding a powerful atmosphere.

"too weak!"

On the side of the nine-color camp, there are still many gods standing on the spot, never moving.

There are too few god-level figures on the Pangu side, and many of them simply cannot find opponents.

"Human race, don't hide, get out and wait for a fight with me!"

They looked at the human race side, most of the supreme are still in the holy city, on each god boat.

"Fight to fight!"

"Chopped off these messy heads!"

Above the holy city, a large number of temple supremes shouted and rushed out.

"Hey! You are going out, don't pull me on! I'm scared! Mom! This group of monsters is terrible! Let me go back! I'm going home!"

But among the most supreme, there is one person who is particularly alien.

As soon as he came out, he had to run back, his face very frightened.

"Haha!"

Many gods saw it and were happy.

In this group of human clan supremes, there is still an egg?

It's so funny!

Is this group of human beings stupid? It would be a waste of resources to instill such an idiot into the supreme!

"Catch this egg back and make it a pill, it must be good!"

Youzun laughed excitedly and rushed towards the figure.

"That'smine!"

Behind, followed by a few gods, rushed to rush.

They looked at the fearful guy in front of him who was almost scared to pee, and he was even more happy. This guy was afraid that he was the most counseling and timid human race in history!

Seeing it near, it was about to be caught, and several people were even more excited.

However, at this moment, the idiot suddenly stopped shouting and was not afraid. He changed his face completely, his mouth widened, and his expression became sour, and he laughed.

Then, they were shocked to see that this guy suddenly had a big stick in his hand, which was really big and a bit exaggerated, bigger than this guy's, golden and bright, and covered with sharp points. thorn.

Several gods were stunned.

What is he?

Fairy device?

In this world, how can there be such an ugly, perverted fairy?

Just when they were sluggish, the big rod hit hard.