Chapter 1081: Fate!
Click!
The third gate of eternal life has collapsed!
The immortal path of the only remaining Destiny God King, who was about to advance to the eternal realm of the universe, was shattered by Han Dong's sword, and its body and mind let out a wail, and the sound of screaming and crying spread out in all directions.
"I don't know how long the next shock will be. ”
Its noble pupils flickered wildly, brewing with deep resentment: "No, it shouldn't, how could there be such a thing." ”
Hindering cultivation is a great enmity of life and death, not to mention interrupting the path of eternal life in person, not to mention that Han Dong is still a rebel against fate, and the hatred of the god kings cannot be washed away even if the sea of stars is exhausted.
They just can't figure it out.
Normally speaking, the rebels of fate certainly restrained their Shinra clan, but the interruption of promotion through the air is unprecedented, unheard of, and ridiculous, and there is no relevant record in the historical documents of their Shinra clan!
Cut off the path to eternal life!
Take control of the Laws of Destiny!
If it weren't for the fact that their sanity was still there, they would almost have doubted Han Dong's true realm and whether he was a constant mana immortal.
"Strange, strange. Especially the god who is good at observation, he has insight into all things, but he can't understand how Han Dong did it: "Since ancient times, all the abilities of the rebels of fate have long been investigated by our clan, and there is no such ability in the data. ”
Meantime.
Han Dong stared at it and said secretly: "The burning of the gray air flow is not comparable to summoning the long river of fate, but the latter consumes a huge amount, even if the gray air flow prepared for me by the Ancient Ancient Palace can be called a huge amount, but my body, soul and even soul and mind have a carrying limit." ”
In case of a weak follow-up, the impact is unimaginable.
The burning of the gray air flow is actually the mad state of a long time ago, but at a higher level. As for summoning the long river of fate, it has already involved the mystical ability of the overlord-level, and it is not simply strengthened.
"Forget it. ”
"I'll try the combustion of the gray air stream first, where is the limit state. ”
Thinking like this, Han Dong's heart moved slightly, his face turned pale, his hair was gray, and his whole person was surrounded by gray flames!
The next moment.
Shen Su moved his gaze, and saw Han Dong's eyes hiding gray flames. It happened to face the gray and ruthless eyes, it seemed to be separated from the two sides of the starry sky, looking at each other without saying a word, only a trace of timidity that penetrated into the deepest part of the heart, the aftermath of the surrounding scenery was far away from it, the sky and the earth were far away from it, the god king of the same clan was far away from it, and everything lost its original meaning.
Time freezes, space stands still, and God has never experienced unprecedented loneliness!!
"This, this is. ”
In an instant, it was clear to it that this was the instinct of death.
Even though there are many people around him, the chill is unfathomable, indelible, and even freezes the soul and locks the body and mind, just like the ultimate aim of the subspace warp cannon, no matter where you flee, you can't escape the disaster of death.
No matter how big the universe is......
No matter how much more the God King of Destiny is......
God still doesn't have the slightest sense of security!
"No, it won't. ”
The god looked to his side: "There are so many Destiny God Kings here, how can he kill me?"
The thought had just risen.
The pupils just drooped.
Sonor!
The high-pitched sound of the sword, echoing in the sky, the heavens and the earth fell into chaos, no light, no color, no sound and no matter, the peerless murderer held the ancient blade, split the joint protection of the gods and kings.
Another sword, sweeping through the darkness and sweeping away the kings of the gods.
Han Dong pointed at the gods: "You will be the first fallen God King of Destiny." ”
The sword light is in the direction, the wind is sweeping, and the turbidity and two qi are separated!
When the sword light came, the god king retreated, unconsciously retreated, and the fear from the instinct of life could not be easily eliminated even by the god king of fate.
Sonorous!
Jin Ge Iron Horse Burial Mound, he slashed down with a knife, through a large number of Shinra bodies, the residual power of the sword fell to the center of the pupils of the gods, ice and snow met magma, planets hit black holes, and the catastrophe of destruction that fell apart came!
It was the roar of the soul, the roar of the traces of fate, the roar of all beings who had been dominated and played for a long time, converging into a grand stream, gathering their wills, and in the dark, God had never seen the punishment of the rules of fate.
The senses, the vision, the eyes, are all gray and white, slowly circulating.
Time has slowed down countless times, and it seems to be in an infinite hell.
In addition to the ineffective perception of the gods, the fierce battlefield in the outside world has also become dim and silent, where Han Dong is, the pure and majestic tip of the knife contains the unique mental power of the Celestial Convergence Realm, and contains a steady stream of power-
This knife, split out, runs through the long sky!
The whole world, gray and white, devastating!
The ancient kings present who witnessed this knife were all unmoved, like crystal diamonds, reduced to humble and insignificant bystanders, ferocious, domineering, slaughtering, and countless hearts swept through this time and space.
The nearby road fluctuated silently, as if the tide had receded.
And as the sword light advances, it stretches endlessly, like a silent pantomime.
"That's ......"
Everyone was moved, and the speed of this knife was unimaginable.
"That person ......"
The Hades who had despised Han Dong before were even more dumbfounded.
Loud voice!
Elephants are invisible!
How could God have finally bred fear in his heart?
But it doesn't move.
It felt the silence of the origin space, it felt the praise of the Dao of Fate, it felt the white hair and green armor of the human race Han Dong reflected each other, and then, it felt that the tiny particles that constituted the body and mind began to wither, began to shatter, and fell apart for a while!
"No!"
God screams fiercely, it is not afraid of death, but it does not mean that it wants to die.
After a moment.
The incomparable sword light opens up the universe and runs through the body and mind of God.
The ice and snow melted, the sky was clear, and the darkness in the surrounding area gradually faded, becoming shining, and becoming strange, only the god turned his pupils a little bit, looked over, and stared at Han Dong from afar.
And the many god kings next to him regained their consciousness and showed sadness on their faces.
"You ......"
"Destiny has not yet been summoned. Shen Su sighed with some emotion, and said softly: "By now, I finally know the true mission of your rebels against fate. ”
Its body was shattered inch by inch, but its tone was surprisingly calm, and there was no grudge, no more murderous intent.
Clang.
Han Dong didn't pay attention to it at all, drew his sword and slashed the god kings again, and cooperated with the human race and the underworld, breaking up the formation of the fate god king in an instant, scattering and fighting separately.
"Alas. ”
At this time, I heard that there was no regret in death. God's pupils fell silent: "But our race is right, if you human race are different, you will definitely do the same." ”
After speaking.
Its Shinra body, densely covered with cracks, cracks, and cracks, endlessly circling the beam, alarmed the entire battlefield of fighting.
"Everyone-" The god glanced at the Enlightenment Sword in Han Dong's palm, and instantly realized, it looked at the forty-eight god kings of the same clan: "Run, run away, try your best to escape!"
However, it is not finished yet.
The loud sound of the sky collapsing was deafening, the god was torn apart physically and mentally, countless wounds, countless traces of sword light, made it enter the countdown to destruction, and Han Dong approached, throwing out a punch, and it was wiped out!
So far.
Since the start of the war.
The first Destiny God King is officially dead!
"Next. ”
Han Dong turned his head sideways and looked at the whole audience, he stared at a fateful god king who was besieged by the underworld, seriously injured and weak, and trying to escape: "It's you!"
Bang!
Standing up and going straight into a high place, it was like the canopy of the sky turned into a giant palm grab, Han Dong grabbed it directly, his palms closed and separated, tearing the body of the god king, and the blood of the god was like rain!
"Get out of here!"
It wants to struggle.
Peng, Peng! Han Dong's two fists fell, its mind collapsed on the spot, and the body of the Shenluo couldn't hold it.
"I'm immortal!!"
It roared, and it was still struggling, obviously the type of origin talent was extremely special and difficult to kill.
Sad.
Han Dong spat out a turbid breath: "Don't wait!"
He no longer held back, opened his arms and opened his chest.
Summon!
Destiny!
Buzzing, buzzing, buzzing, the thick sound like an avalanche and a waterfall echoed in the original space, and the mighty long river broke through the dim edge and surged to Han Dong's side, encircling him alone!
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