The Three Big Three of the Legion of Destruction

When Ding Ling heard this title, another name Edmundley suddenly appeared in his mind.

Although Ling Xiaotian was invaded by Emperor Ziwei, the strongest god general who actually took the battle was the woman or goddess named Edmundley. Ding Ling had never fought with Edmundley, but he knew that the woman was very strong and at least at the same level as the third prince.

Then Ding Ling remembered the situation far away from Athens, so he asked softly: Kilgardan, who else is Edmundley?

Kiljadan replied very readily: Archmond.

That is, it is invading Athens at this time

Kiljadan nodded slowly.

Kiljaden didn't mind the word "Ding Ling" invasion.

In the past tens of thousands of years, he led the Legion of Destruction to annihilate countless civilizations in the vast universe. Some of these civilizations are even brighter than the current human world.

He naturally knew that in the eyes of the creation and successors of these civilizations, his actions were indeed the same as invasion.

But the reason why the Kingdom of God exists is to maintain the rules of the entire universe. No matter how brilliant and beautiful the civilizations in a certain world are, once they touch the forbidden zone of the rules, then what awaits these civilizations will surely be destruction.

Destroy, then rebirth.

This has been the case for tens of thousands of years.

Kiljadin did not pity the races of these civilizations, because in his opinion, the rules of the Kingdom of God were the supreme beings, and as long as the source of sin was opened, it would declare that the civilization began to seek death.

But Kiljadan was a little curious about this journey of destruction. The civilization on earth is indeed quite developed now, but it is far from reaching the level that the three giants of the Destruction Legion were deployed at the same time. He even launched an attack on the upper level of the world and the fairy world at the same time.

This has never been encountered in the past tens of thousands of years.

Even curious about Ding Ling.

Kiljadan clearly felt that Ding Ling's realm had reached the limit that the lower world and the middle world could reach. In Ding Ling's words, he had reached the peak of the true god of Nirvana.

Such a god is extremely powerful being with the qualifications of a star domain no matter where in the universe or even in the kingdom of God. In the eyes of such existence, all human beings are nothing more than a fleeting meteor in the blink of an eye, and it is impossible to have any intersection.

But Ding Ling would actually be enemies with himself for this small blue planet and the entire Kingdom of God.

In the past tens of thousands of years, Kiljadin has encountered those powerful resisters, those who are also called gods or divine beasts by their respective civilizations. They look up at the destruction army of the Kingdom of God with the eyes of their frogs in the well. Some surrender and some resist, but without exception, they cannot stop the destruction army. And without exception, they are not as powerful as Ding Ling.

Yes, Kiljaden admits that Ding Ling is very strong. He is even more capable of being his opponent.

But Kiljaden's state of mind did not change at all, and his confidence in himself had never faded.

So, Kiljadan looked at Ding Ling, and his hands intersected with each other again.

Since I have finished speaking, let this guy who claims to have only become a god for half a year see his most powerful move from the Kingdom of God and the world of superiority.

The light slowly rose as Kiljadan's palms intersected. At this moment, he seemed to transform into a cold moon. Endless cold light scattered from his body. In just a moment, it filled the entire sky.

The clouds below began to escape in fear. The entire sky was occupied by his divine light, as if it was washed by a north wind, and instantly turned into dead silence.

In this dead silence, the purple light on Ding Ling's body was like a little starlight under the bright moon, so weak that it was almost invisible.

Ding Ling felt the continuous flowing divine power beside him, and he knew that he should face the challenge head-on.

He lowered his head and looked deeply at the provincial capital below.

At a height of ten thousand meters, the provincial capital has become small pieces of tofu, and the black clouds scattered over the provincial capital have also become a small black dot. But under his current vision, he can clearly see any corner below.

His eyes slowly turned to the provincial government, his home, Mu Hanling's home, the houses that Bai Susu and Bai Qianqian had rented, and the streets that he was extremely familiar with.

Finally, his gaze fell on the top of Yuqing Mountain.

He saw that on the top of the mountain, countless people were looking up at him, although those people could no longer see their appearance, but he could feel their gaze and expectations.

Ding Ling withdrew his gaze and held the Xuanyuan Sword in his right hand.

As he said to Mingyue, he had no confidence at all because of his experience, tricks, and the unknown to his opponent.

But even if he has no confidence, he has something more important than confidence.

belief.

He calmly thought about what he did, and then his mother and Lao Ding appeared in his mind. Finally, he nodded slowly.

He said softly as if he was talking to himself, or as if he had made up his mind: I'm sure, I'm just.

Even if you are from the kingdom of God, you are evil.

My mother said that evil cannot overcome justice.

Then, he held up the Xuanyuan Sword and the Killing God Jue began to run wildly in the Fate River.

Because the flesh is sanctified, he still retains it, retains the river of life and blood

As the Killing God Jue ran wildly, he felt that his blood seemed to be burning at this moment, and the heart-wrenching pain began to burn his nerves.

This feeling was like when his blood was awakened, someone used a red-hot soldering iron to penetrate his heart.

No, this time, it was not just inserted into his heart, but into the blood vessels in his body

boom

The purple light rose from his body in an instant, and in an instant, his whole body turned into a purple light source.

The purple divine light spread in the air towards the cold light of Kiljadan. As the cold light intersected, a series of hissing sounds kept ringing, and tiny cracks rose in the air.

If the sky is compared to a huge white curtain, then at this moment, small holes are beginning to be torn into the curtain by countless sharp blades.

After the Killing God Jue, Ding Ling's palm moved slightly.

The Xuanyuan Sword also moved at the same time.
Chapter completed!