The sea water is surging, and the rainbow is coming.

Around the coastline, it is miserable, but it is also calm, and it is smoothed by two forces, and the waves go away towards the ocean, which is extremely spectacular.

The eyes of the god of war are no longer ordinary, they suddenly brighten, like the bright moon and stars in the sky.

He clenched his fist, and there were slight cracks on the surface of the fist, and a trace of blood seeped out, red and swollen.

But as the knuckles creak and squirm, those redness and swelling disappear to a degree that is visible to the naked eye.

The monster rolled in the sea with its massive body, raised its huge head, and spewed lava from its mouthparts like a crater.

It shook, and the bump had knocked it dazed, and it didn't seem to be quite conscious yet.

It let out a roar, and some black lines all over its body continued to converge, forming two exhaust vents similar to those of a motorcycle near its tail.

The body began to curl up like a ripe shrimp, and with each curl serving, the exhaust vent formed by the two black lines became darker and darker.

"It's going to hit again!"

In the conference room, everyone was in a cold sweat on the top of their heads, sweating and unspeakably nervous.

"Block, you must block!"

Only a loud roar was heard, and the monster's huge body exploded away, and he was only a few hundred meters away from the military god, which was really not worth mentioning compared to its body.

And then at such a short distance, it can soar to the sound in an instant, or even surpass it.

A large red arrow.

A Yama slash from hell.

A meteor from outside the sky.

On the shore, the aura of the military god is not only high, although he is not tall, but at this moment no one thinks that he is much shorter than a monster.

The wind was blowing on the shore, and the dust, sand and gravel that had been boiling and finally calming down were rolled up again, as if they had been put into a juicer, spinning and rattling.

The god of war threw another punch, which exploded against the wind, and his fist grazed the air, sending a stream of fire.

His feet were like pillars of iron in the ground, sinking deep into the ground.

The red figure slammed in, not giving anyone a chance to breathe, the hot energy seemed to burn through his armor, and then touched the fist, and a drop of blood rolled down.

It's just that the drop of blood hasn't completely hit the ground before it is blown up again.

This time, in the midst of the collision, the god took a step back, his right foot slammed on the ground, and his fist was even stronger than the first punch.

He punched out, and countless dirt, sand, and gravel around him blasted along the wind of his fist.

His face was expressionless, and a strong aura swept up everything around him, making the sky dim and the white clouds stained gray.

One after another explosions, the monster's body was forcibly stopped, and the figure of the military god disappeared this time, landing on a relatively intact stone on the shore.

Finely crushed stones fell from the sky.

He moved his eyebrows, and now his left arm and leg shook, and then turned into powder.

It was a prosthetic leg, which was injured on the battlefield in the past and could only be amputated, in fact, with the current technology, it is completely able to use the limbs of the beast to make up for it, but the god of war is unwilling.

The sudden loss of the prosthesis did not affect his standing.

Someone was standing on his feet.

There are those who stand, by will.

Someone stands, by spirit.

The one-armed and one-legged god of war, standing on the seashore, facing the hunting wind, the sunset at that time sank into the horizon, still revealing most of his body, and the soft golden light burned the sky, the clouds, and the sea like flames.

The gold spread out and sprinkled all the way on the body of the god of war.

The rocks beneath my feet were full of cracks, and the sunlight seeped in, leaving a mottled trail on the other side.

"A person's spirit has been condensed to this point, it is not terrible, even if he is only in the Spirit Realm now, it is enough to resist the other party's blow. "6 Feng admired.

There is no shortage of geniuses in this world.

The genius of talent, the genius of Huigen, the genius of hard work, the genius of concentration, and the god of war, is the undefeated genius.

Undefeated is spirit.

He stood there alone, without making a sound, but it made people feel a great sense of security.

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And there he was, and no enemy would be able to set foot on the shore.

The old ancestor of the demon clan squinted, and all seven of his eyes showed a look of amazement.

Ye Xunshui was shocked in his heart, the old ancestor has always been above the top, and being able to be worthy of his "good" is already a top genius.

The one who can make him nod is a peerless genius.

And what can make him shocked, that is the demon.

It seems that only a few young people in the mountains, as well as a few people from the demon clan, have this qualification.

"Born at the wrong time, if he doesn't get involved in these things, if he is not the god of war on the earth, then his attainments will be higher, and when those guys in the mountains come out to select geniuses, they will definitely bring him back, and the future is limitless. ”

"It's a pity...... He's holding us back now. ”

How old is the god of war, and for the old monsters who have lived for thousands of years, they are almost the same as teenagers under the age of fifty.

Therefore, the potential of the god of war is very great in his eyes.

It's just that the ancestor of the demon clan is also a peerless demon himself, and there is no so-called intolerance for killing another peerless demon.

"If he wasn't a god of war, maybe he wouldn't have made it this far. "Ye Xun waterway.

The old ancestor paused, and then smiled: "That's exactly the truth. ”

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The monster seemed to be impatient, and the aura on its body became more and more violent, and its body actually shrank by a few meters.

It's accumulating.

But this time, instead of waiting for the monster, the god of war took the initiative himself.

One leg stepped on the earth, and the next moment it stepped on the sea, like a drumstick hitting the drums of war, and the whole sea made a dull and shocking sound.

Everywhere he passed, there were snowflakes, and the snowflakes continued to spread on the surface of the sea, and in the end, the sea within a radius of several kilometers was completely frozen, and when viewed from above, it was like someone had painted a winter painting on the sea.

Because he only has one leg, the god of war does not run fast, but every step he takes is heavy and steady, and a snowflake will appear when he lands on the sea.

But in an instant, he appeared in front of the monster.

If anyone could see his eyes now, they would be quite shocked, those eyes were as deep as ink and the universe.

The bones of his body roared like war drums, in fact, heavier than his steps on the sea.

The Iron Bone Realm, as the name suggests, is forged with a body of steel bones.

Bone is like iron, constantly broken, burned and not bent, the more you fight, the more courageous, the more refined the stronger it becomes.

The air is like a sea crack, and the bones are like a landslide.

But when the god of war is desperate and transforms all the essence and spirit into power, even the behemoth opposite is terrifying and timid.

In the Iron Bone Realm, others refine bones, but he refines backbone.

The last step fell on the sea, like the finishing touch, the sea near the coastline has formed a majestic picture of snow-capped mountains, reflecting the afterglow of the sunset, there is a magnificent song, desolate like an amazing feeling.

The rock on which he had stood before had broken and crumbled, and on the shore of this depression was like a lonely tomb, one end of the grave, in the direction of the god of war.

With another punch, the entire golden sea surface exploded instantly, and fine pieces of frost floated in the air, golden.

Those frosts quickly gathered on the fist of the god of war, and this punch was swung out, and it passed a hundred meters.

Before the monster could fully charge its strength, it was hit by this punch head-on, and its huge body had no advantage in front of the god of war, and it smashed into the sea like a cannonball.

A huge whirlpool emerged, pouring directly into it with countless frosts.

The god of war jumped backwards and landed on the shore again, and the ground shook.

His boots were torn, his fists were filled with ice slag, and one trouser leg and sleeve were empty and floating in the wind.

The whirlpool continued, but the next moment, a huge figure squeezed out of the whirlpool.

The monster roared violently, and a large expanse of flames was laid down, and the area was more than the sun, making it impossible to avoid it.

The god of war watched, he took a deep breath, and a symbol appeared on the armor on his skin again, and after the aura was poured in, the armor was like a giant, originally still squatting, but now he stood up.

Although he was small, the armor covering him was already a hundred meters high.

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