The attempt of the king of destiny, the first priority goal is Han Dong, pretending to be unknowingly, deliberately entering, these are things that the Terran did not expect, but are within reasonable circumstances.
Han Dong’s strong combat power and bright knives are completely beyond the estimates of the people present, breaking the imagination and being outrageous.
Ves’s crown and leaves are trembled, and suddenly remembered that it met Han Dong for the first time. If Han Dong got out of the knife, I am afraid that it has already died. The hard type of the original talent is no longer suitable for the Ves, it is a knife. Fantasy Fanghua, where is the place where the universe can live.
It also understands that its life, I am afraid it can not afford this knife. Only when the king of the gods manifest themselves is the time when Han Dong is out.
Everyone looked at it indiscreetly. Somehow, there was a sense of being close to the hand: “It seems that without us, he can easily slaughter. The god of destiny for Han Dong is like a chicken and a dog, as if it is vulnerable. Fragile people can’t believe it.”
Having said that, everyone will dare to scorn and kill the gods as soon as possible. The sooner the better, the more they will change.
In the event of any unexpected situation, such as the assistance of the alien king, or the sudden suspension of the morning list: “Since the past, the morning list has never been suspended. But the fall of so many destiny gods is not unprecedented, no reference “”
“Xing Zhou Yu should not be able to find the battle of the source space.”
“Don’t worry so much, help Han Dong, don’t be distracted.”
While passing the sound, while approaching, the twelve helped Han Dong intercept the gods of destiny.
These Terran Kings, though not as good as Han Dong, can be quite powerful. If they work together, it is not a big problem to destroy the 13 Kings. However, there are only eleven left in the original source space.
The A N Palace of the Ashi tribe, and the 乞 Doro of the Yi tribe, were all killed by Han Dong.
“There is another king of God.”
Dalhou’s vicissitudes of the face, because of too much surprise, too excited and become stiff.
“The twenty-fourth, the number of fallen, is almost half.”
Including everyone is also numb, watching Han Dong smash into the middle of the gods, picking up the knives and smashing the golden red star river, as if to harvest one dead soul, killing the four sides, chasing the god of destiny.
Looking far away.
The king of the gods has no way to go to heaven, nowhere to enter the earth!
“The destiny rebel, deserved, no wonder that our family regards you as the enemy of survival. As long as you are born, no matter what the price, you will kill it, even if you turn over the universe.” Finally, there is a desperate god, cracking the pupil, bursting can.
The gods are infinite, the gods are full of light, and every ancient king is a rare creature. Even if you want to blew yourself against the enemy, you can’t do it. No leakage, no perfection, how to blew, just like explosives lost the lead.
But it is an exception.
Strong and incomparable fluctuations caused Han Dong to pay attention.
Han Dong’s eyebrows pick one: “Can the ancient king also blew himself?”
He is dignified and dignified. He can’t see through what type of the original talent of this god, and between the minds and turns, two or three steps back, cautious, to avoid unnecessary damage.
The king of the gods screamed and fell into a hysterical emotional frenzy. The soul was confused and madly rushed to Han Dong. The pupils of noble and graceful eyes flowed out of a colorless blood.
“Our people will not let you go, you will be waiting for the anger of the stars!”
It became incoherent.
Han Dong wrinkled his eyebrows, and the horizontal knife stood upright. He stood still in the same place. He was like a mountain. The tip of his knife was like a pen. He crossed a gray line in front of him. It looked like a barrier to the sky and the sky, and it greeted its self-explosion.
A light bang, the body collapsed, if there is nothing, the gray river is in front of Han Dong.
The knife was intercepted, and the fate was intercepted by the river. The two were superimposed, and there was a strange stretch, pushing all the self-destruction aftershocks back.
The colorless and invisible wave, ups and downs, and strong energy, impacted the gods of many gods in the blink of an eye. It was self-defeating, but it interfered with the same family.
The king of the gods watched with trepidation and watched Han Dong pull out the knives of the martial arts, stepping through the barriers, breaking through the long days, ruthless, and the figures changed innumerable, I don’t know which one to kill.
They are aware of the crisis.
But I can’t move.
Accurately speaking, it should be impossible to dodge, the fate of the river, the restraint of the Terran people has already trapped them, and now there are shock waves of the same family’s self-destruction, which can be described as worse, the danger is even worse: “The knife, that I seem to remember the strange things in the universe.”
“That is a very distant memory…” A god king screamed: “The sword of the life! The exclusive thing of the fate of the road! The weapon of the highest level!”
This statement is out.
The god of the king is terrifying.
The Terran, the Nether, and the third-rate physique Visa have nothing to say: “What is the knives?”
“Destiny Rebel, Terran King, plus a handle knife!” The gods are completely desperate, and Han Dong is still cold, still indifferent, punching out with a knife, the battle is a foregone conclusion.
As the number of gods continues to drop sharply, it is as if the beasts are still fighting, and they are struggling and useless.
After a while.
Twenty-seventh… Twenty-ninth… The thirty-third gods are killed.
The overall strength is getting weaker and the frequency of death is getting faster and faster!
When the fate of the river subsided, when Han Dong closed the knife, the heavens and the earth were clear, silent, and the blood of the gods was floating, and the gods were broken and powdered. Only the seven destiny gods were still recalcitrant.
A large drop, a large number of casualties, an unprecedented battle! !
“Hurricane, snoring.” Han Dong adjusted his physical and mental state and soul thoughts, and the pressure of his fate caused him to be a little weak: “Fortunately, fortunately, even if I stop shooting, the Terran Nguyen can work together to kill the only remaining seven. King of the gods.”
at the same time.
The knives trembled slightly, the blade was dull, and a weak voice was heard: “Master, I am tired, I may sleep for a while.”
Han Dong carefully observed the surrounding situation and was slightly worried. He asked: “How long can you persist without prejudice to the foundation?”
The knife swayed the blade: “I can hold on for a while, I mean after the dawn of the morning list… At least in the source space, I will not sleep… Throughout the ages, the long time, the knife master I have followed, if Killing the number of Destiny Kings and sorting them, Han Dong’s master can definitely rank in the top three.”
This battle is set in the forefront of the battle, shocking the Quartet, casting a fierce name, the third in ancient and modern times, even if the Kaishou knife sees more knowledge, it also expresses sincere admiration.
Kaisheng knife silently sighed two sentences, and actually had a little expectation, hehe.
“If the master is Tianzun.” It seems to see the carols of the fate of the Tao, seeing the collapse of the Stars, but the galloping movement in the distance, fierce inexplicable, interrupted the dream of the knife.
Han Dong also looked at the past.
The eyelids lit up and almost glared. He clearly saw a beam of light and a flash of light, and it was the light of the celestial kings: “One two three… a total of eleven.”
“I didn’t expect to send another gift to the door before leaving.” Han Dong sighed with a sigh of relief, and did not return to the sacred king, but then slaughtered the king!
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