Chapter 1082: Shinra!

When Han Dong began to summon the Destiny River, the God Kings were already terrified, realizing that they were about to fall into a desperate situation of life and death, and they all retreated, and most of the Destiny God Kings wanted to retreat temporarily and escape from this place.

A very small number of Destiny God Kings are still calm, and the murderous ones are here, and they will not rest until they die.

"Can't escape. ”

"How can we escape...... It is our mission to kill the rebels of fate, and it is a destiny that must be fulfilled!"

And now.

Fate has come.

The god kings were almost desperate, they became frightened, and their hearts were also cold, so Han Dong didn't summon the long river of fate, how could he kill the god with a knife, now there is a long river of fate, just like a nebula with a star mist, a galaxy plus a sea of stars, compared with before, it is no longer a level.

Combat power skyrockets!

It's not just a quantitative increase, it's a qualitative leap.

"Run. ”

"It's just to avoid the war, to avoid his edge for the time being. ”

"God is right, we should not fight to the death, it is meaningless, we will only sacrifice in vain, it is better to escape. The farther away you run, the better. The god kings looked into the distance, and the rumbling sound echoed, as if the wheels of history were rolling, as if the sighs of time and years, they saw the long river of fate with their own eyes!!

Endless, vast and mystical rivers emerge from the edge of darkness and traverse the sky, exuding mystical meanings and permeating the philosophy of reason.

"The fate of our people is long. The Fate God King, who had a weak heart, almost burst into tears: "According to the normal trajectory, only the overlord level is qualified to summon! Even if our clan controls the Destiny Dao Rules, at least we have to wait for the eternal mana to try to summon it." ”

"Han Dong, what is it. ”

"It's only the fourth stage of the Conjunction. ”

This river seems to expel the darkness of the origin space, interprets the boundary of the starry sky of the universe, and defines the mystery of the realm of cultivation.

I don't know where the end is, and I don't know where the long river originates.

It is magnificent, unobstructed, neat and thorough, but there is a great mystery.

Bang!

With the long river of fate, Han Dong raised his hand, as if the sky of heaven and earth followed his palm, as Han Dong's palm fell, the sky of heaven and earth also fell, and he completely slapped to death the god king of fate with extremely tenacious vitality.

The second god-king fell, and then the third.

"Let's hit the road. ”

Han Dong raised his right foot and hung it on the dome, like a raging battle axe chiseled through the beginning of the era, at this moment, everything was listening to Han Dong's wishes, and they all gathered on this foot, volleying the God King in the air, like hanging a painting, like raising a glass, and it wanted to leave a last word.

Pity.

How could Han Dong give it this opportunity, he smashed the body of the Shenluo with one kick, grasped it with his left palm, and held the Enlightenment Knife, which was a sword that penetrated his heart and killed it in the blink of an eye.

'Roar!'''Roar!'

It's obviously a handle knife, and the Enlightenment Knife has to let out an impassioned roar. Actually, it doesn't like the sound of knives very much.

"Don't scream, kill the god king quickly!" Han Dong picked up the Enlightenment Knife, broke into the middle of the god kings, slaughtered all directions, opened the killing ring, and slashed out with two or three knives, with the help of heaven and earth in the long river of fate, condensed into a sea of swords and swords.

Phew!

The Dao River is mighty, and the Dao Sea is rippling, drowning one by one the God Kings of Fate.

And they are trapped in the sword river and the sea of swords, like mortals drowning, struggling in the quagmire. You must know that the strength of the Shenluo clan lies in tampering with fate, losing the power of talent, and encountering the suppression of fate for the first time in this life, how can you not be shocked, how can you not panic.

"Impossible!!"

It was the God-King roaring.

"I am a Shinra, born to control my fate, and the forces of heaven and earth cannot hurt me in the slightest. "There is a fate god king who punched at Han Dong, wanting to verify it, but he was killed by a knife, beaten into dust alive, and slowly dissipated.

It didn't even take time for even a single scream.

"Let's work together!"

"The knife in Han Dong's hand is definitely a rare and strange thing that matches the supreme combat power, and it may be related to the Dao of Fate, so he can interrupt the path of immortality that the gods have dreamed of, as long as we capture that knife, we still have a chance!"

Between the transmissions, the thirty god kings converged and killed Han Dong together.

Sonorous!

The Destiny Knife lit up again, and time was frozen at this moment, Han Dong picked up thirteen Destiny God Kings!

Containing the sun, moon and Tianshu in one breath, he roared violently and drank back the nine Destiny God Kings!

Obviously, the siege of the God King is almost ineffective against Han Dong. With the great power of fate and the talent for resilience, the last thing he is afraid of is encirclement and suppression in many ways.

But.

Han Dong will also be tired, and there will be times of fatigue.

"Whew, whew. He exhaled the power of the sun, and his soul was running to an unbelievable limit state, like a high-load and overloaded sci-fi machine, the consumption of summoning the long river of fate was too great, not to mention the blessing of all forces, it was also a huge test for Han Dong.

If you're not careful, your genes will collapse.

He burst out vigorously and comprehended, and a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind. Han Dong vaguely understood all the gifts and blessings of fate, and he had already marked the price.

"So what. ”

Han Dong didn't want to think about it that much.

This time I want to fight for the Terrans!

For the prosperity of the human race, for the tranquility of the territory, for the immeasurable compatriots of the star system...... The knife rose and fell, his face was expressionless, he killed from here to there, and back again, the green armor shining with golden rays, stained with the blood of the Shinra.

"Whew!"

The Enlightenment Knife drew a straight trajectory through the body of the Shinra.

Han Dong's eyes were indifferent, he thought very thoroughly, anyway, the Dawn List ended, he would inevitably be chased and killed by the Shenluo, the bounty wanted in the whole universe, there was no way to avoid it, there was no way to hide, of course, it was necessary to take advantage of the present time to kill a happy person and kill the murderous name, lest other life clans would be red when they saw the Shenluo bounty, and they would abandon their reason.

Again.

The human race and the HRE have always been enemies, and there is nothing to say.

The god king begged for mercy, and the god king sang a sad song, all of which were useless!

"Rest assured, everyone. ”

Han Dong's indifferent voice shook thousands of waves, as if it was the death sentence, the judgment of fate, and the twilight of the god king.

......

He punched out, erected the Haohao Ran Immortal Bridge, and with the power of his fist, everything turned into powder, including the God King of Destiny.

......

His eyes moved slightly, illuminating the surrounding darkness, perceiving the details, and finding out the hidden god kings, in front of Han Dong, the god kings had nothing to hide.

......

He danced the sword of enlightenment in his hand, and the phantom of the sword flower shrouded all directions, isolating the inside and outside, dividing the universe, forming a prison of sword intent, and the god kings could no longer escape.

......

There was no suspense in the slaughter, in just three minutes, Han Dong killed nineteen god kings by himself, you must know that the human race and the underworld plus Qiwei, consumed for so long, fought for so long, and did not kill a single one.

"Boom. ”

Darwu swallowed and gradually stopped his fruitless offensive.

"Oh my God. ”

Chen's eyes were straight, and he was stunned in place, the ancient heavenly king, reduced to an audience, looking at the Han Dong massacre: "This, this doesn't need us at all." ”