Looking at Gu An's magic shadow came to himself, Jin Jizhen frowned tightly. Although he couldn't see this magic shadow, he was not afraid.
He is the god of heaven, and heavenly luck is there. Even if he can't match, he will not completely die.
Jin Jishen did not ask about the origin of the consultation, and it didn't make sense to ask.
But this guy dared to go directly to him. As a god, he would not sit still.
His right palm raised, and his face was so indifferent to Gu An.
All the monks, the Congere as a Congrata, fell on Gu An's demon shadow. Tianhao, Lu Xian and others were the same. Tianhao's eyes were most looking forward to and excited.
Although he has been discussed with Master, he can cultivate a different gap. He does not know how strong Master is.
Moreover, he has never seen Master fighting with the enemy's life and death, but he listened to his brother. The sisters talked about a lot of past, making him feel fascinating, and looking forward to the strong side of Master.
In front of Jin Jishen's palm, the golden red light, lightning and lightning, like hundreds of millions of demon and poultry, shining on the face of every creature in the heavens and the earth, shining their expressions of light and darkness.
This world began to tremble, and the earth cracks, as if the world is about to collapse, and the depression and dangerous atmosphere is permeated between the world.
Yuan Songzi, who was close to, could feel the terrible power of Jin Ji Shen. His eyes stared at Gu An, and he had guessed.
"Is the Fu Dao Jian Zun? Didn't he leave?"
Although Yuan Songzi has never seen Fu Dao Jianzun showing his demon, he has heard of the legend of Fu Dao Jianzun, and has also felt the terrible momentum of Fudao Jianzun and the Spirit God of Silence.
He can only think of Fu Dao Jianzun.
Fu Dao Jianzun did not leave!
As Gu An is getting closer and closer to Jinji God, more and more monks think of the legend of Fu Dao Jianzun.
Jin Ji God raised his right hand over his head. The thunder cloud in the sky was worn by a golden thunderbolt hole. He followed his hand in his palm.
Candle Guanghan stared at Gu An, and he was full of curiosity. He retreated silently without interfere with the confrontation between Gu An and Jin Ji.
In the eyes of Tian Hao and others, Gu An, who faced the Thunder, is so powerful, and its back has an unshakable momentum.
Jin Ji waved his hand to Gu An, and the endless golden lightning electricity killed Gu An from all directions in the world, and there was a great momentum to devour everything.
boom--
The mighty golden lightning was dispersed at once, and the Golden Polar God died in an instant.
Baizhang's high candle wide eyes widened, and the face was incredible.
He and his tribe were served by the King of Jinji. He was most clear how terrible Golden God was. Even if it was Luo Tianzi, he was no different from Fan Ling in front of Jinji God.
It is such a powerful heavenly god who is not the opponent of this person at all!
He didn't even see how Gu An shot.
But he can be sure that Jin Ji God did not avoid disappear, but the shape of the gods was destroyed.
However, it is difficult for Tianshen to resurrect with Tiandao's luck, and it is difficult to completely kill, so he didn't care about Golden God, but just stared at Gu An, his eyes were full of fear.
Everything happened too fast!
The previous Jinji God made all the monks feel that he wanted to destroy the heavens, but now, the whole world is becoming calm.
No one said, most monks looked at the magic shadow.
Gu An stopped, slightly tilted his head, seemed to be stinging for the candle Guanghan, but the candle was gloomy with a somber face, and he turned away without turning.
He has long been prisoner and has nowhere to escape, not to mention he understands that he can't escape, he can only wait for his ending.
at the same time.
There is no beginning of the dojo, in the courtyard, Shen Zhen, peace of mind, the pseudonym mother looked at the illusion above the refiner, all the three women widened their eyes, they turned to look at the side.
Gu An was still lying on the chair to read a book, so that they could not read it from time to time. They determined that the shadow in the battlefield was exactly the same as Gu An's figure.
"Is that the avatar?" Anxin couldn't help asking Gu An.
Gu An opened the book page and said: "Well, deal with these guys, why do I need to take it in myself, I'm busy."
Whether it is a fairy god or a congenital human race, he cannot bring him a life span, and he is naturally too lazy to do it himself.
Shen really watched the illusion of the refiner, and found that she could not perceive the cause and effect of the magic shadow.
You know, even if it is the heavenly spirit god, she can be seen by her causality. Gu An's avatar makes her look at it. How high is Gu An's real cultivation?
Although more than 80,000 years on the day and night, no one can still know the real cultivation of Gu An.
The ghost mother of the Liang Hua was also curious about the matter. She was very emotional that she could encounter Gu An. It was really a big chance, and she became more than grateful to Gu An.
Everyone can replace what she does. On the contrary, Gu An gave her a chance that she could not get.
Nympho
On the broken blood on the ground, whether it is a monk or a congenital human race, they are all staring at Gu An.
The stronger the momentum exposed by the Jin Jishen, the greater the shock Gu An brought to them.
The congenital human side is even more desperate. In their eyes, the Jinji God is the most powerful existence, the omnipotent fairy god, and the existence of the eternal desperate terror. This existence was in an instant. Extinction, no resistance.
They are finished!
Almost all of the congenital people who arrived in this world are the mainstays in the tribe. They know the consequences of this trip.
There are also many congenital people's demons showing their relief. Compared with suffering, if they can be disappeared instantly like the Jinji God, isn't this a liberation?
And there is no pain!
Candle Guanghan also thought so, so he didn't have the idea of ​​resistance. He quietly waited for the advent of death. His eyes kept staring at Gu An's magic shadow.
"It's great, are you helping Daojian Zun?"
A laughter sounds throughout the world, the sound is immature, reminiscent of the appearance of the teenager.
A figure appeared around Gu An out of thin air, all shining with bright fairy light, illuminating the entire dim world.
Tian Hao, Yuan Songzi and others were awakened by the sudden arrival of the 72 immortals. At the first glance of the first glance of the seventy -two immortals, they instinctively generated the same awe of Jin Jishen.
They even feel that most of these people are stronger than Jin Jishen.
Especially that person ...
Tian Hao, Yuan Songzi, who could not help but lock his eyes on Zilong Xingjun.
Zilong Xingjun's body shape is obviously higher than other Jinya immortals, and the momentum is more overwhelming. Looking at the purple dragon Xingjun, their imagination of the invincible people is now.
"Do you know what his origin is?" Zilong Xingjun asked expressionlessly, looking at Gu An's dazzling Gu An, his eyes did not change, and he was still indifferent, as if he did not put Gu An in his eyes.
As soon as the words fell, the other golden crickets suddenly broke out of their own momentum. The whole world crushed in an instant and turned into nothingness. All the creatures only felt that everything in front of them suddenly disappeared.
Chapter completed!