Chapter 1789
"No!"
Fang Zheng cried out sadly, his eyes darkened, he slapped the ground and retreated, but he actually pulled Dou Cheng's demigod beside him and blocked him in front of him.
Boom!
The blood gun fell without any pause, directly killing Dou Cheng to pieces. The blood rain splashed all over the sky, covering Fang Zheng's face. At this time, Fang Zheng felt even more fearful in the face of life and death.
What's the use of face?
Ling Tian was disdainful: "The so-called god is nothing more than this!"
Fang's face was gloomy, and the feeling of seeking in his heart was even stronger. He didn't know that at this time, in the Heavenly Temple, the Grand Elder of the Heavenly Temple was standing in the sky, looking at the life tablets that were shaking in his hand.
His face was almost gloomy.
die!
Die in battle!
This life card is the life card of Fang Zheng, Yun Hai and others. As long as a fire is extinguished, one person will die. He has never thought that the whole army of the Temple of Heaven and the Demigod Pavilion may be annihilated?
"Damn it!"
The Great Elder roared low, then stepped forward, and an afterimage disappeared immediately.
The actions of the great elder.
Everyone at the scene exclaimed: "Great Elder, this is not possible!"
pity.
It was too late. While everyone was exclaiming, there was no sign of the Great Elder at the scene. In just a moment, everyone felt the aura of death spreading throughout their bodies: "No, the Great Elder actually took action himself."
"If the great elder's cultivation is known by other forces now, wouldn't he become the laughing stock of the world?"
"Not to mention that if the great elder ignores the laws of heaven and earth and forces his way down to the lower realm, his cultivation will be damaged, I'm afraid..."
hiss!
No one dared to think too much and rushed out immediately.
Qiyao Battle Circle.
The scene of the Founder villain shocked everyone present. No one expected that when death came, the powerful god would be so unbearable?
Really disgusting!
Mu Yunqian, however, didn't waste any time. He swung his sword in his hand and said, "Come die."
The single-edged sword fell.
Fang Zheng timidly resisted again, only to see the Traceless Sword being blown away in the blink of an eye. Domineering sword intent surged into his body. Fang Zheng spat out another large mouthful of blood, and his body retreated wildly. Ling Tian tightened his grip on the opportunity to fight.
Follow closely.
The appearance of the God Lord became the key to the battle.
If the god does not die, this battle will never end.
Ling Tian didn't hesitate at all and rushed out again. The blood on the Shura gun in his hand was bright. His bloodthirsty feeling did not weaken at all. The murderous intention in Ling Tian's heart became more solid, just in the blink of an eye.
The spear swung.
Instant lock Founder.
"not good."
Fang Zheng was facing the two heroes' encirclement and death, and a feeling of death arose in his heart. At this time, the situation had taken a turn for the worse. The good situation before had long since disappeared. Fang Zheng could only watch helplessly as the Shura Blood Spear penetrated him.
"My life is over!"
Fang Zheng roared, preparing to face death.
far away.
The mysterious old man narrowed his eyes again: "It's really surprising that the situation has developed so far. It's time for the old man to take the little girl away."
Get up and drink.
A wave of air escaped from the old man's feet.
Click.
The air wave escaped, and huge cracks appeared on the entire mountain peak. The moment the old man stood up, in the battle circle ahead, Ling Tian penetrated Fang Zheng's chest with a spear, and the huge force actually hit Fang Zheng with the spear.
Continuously retreat.
Kick, kick, kick!
Fang Zheng could not stabilize his retreating body. He only had the energy of death in his heart. Facing death, Fang Zheng sneered: "Nine-dragon evil thief, even if I die in battle today, how much vitality can you have?"
"How long can you live?"
"This god will be waiting for you in hell!"
Fang Zheng looked up to the sky and smiled, full of madness. Ling Tian frowned and flicked the blood gun: "Shut up!"
"Even if I am about to die, you will never see that day again."
Ling Tian no longer held back his hand, he swung his spear horizontally, and his square body split open in an instant.
die!
Everyone was shocked when the God Lord fell, and the powerful men of the Demigod Pavilion exclaimed: "Pavilion Master!"
The end of the hero!
No one can imagine that a powerful and powerful person would actually fall here?
On top of the mountain.
The old man chuckled: "The Heavenly Temple has lost a lot of money this time. The strong men in the Heavenly Temple must have blown their beards and glared, right? But the old man still has to leave here as soon as possible."
"Don't get into any unnecessary trouble."
"The residual power of the battle just now has been almost absorbed by the little girl."
"If you let her continue to absorb it, it will only be the opposite."
Chapter completed!