Chapter 609: Battle Diablo

"Pangu, it's been a long time."

Diablo's unexpected appearance in front of Pangu.

Pangu's eyes were closed, he was not surprised by this meeting, and said flatly, "It's finally here." ”

The God of Destruction occupied Candle Feather's body, and at this moment he no longer said what he was like back then, but a handsome and cold young man.

"After 10,000 years, you still haven't changed at all."

Pangu's expression was indifferent, and his tone was not shocked, "A bad old man, what can change, but you, I haven't seen you for many years, and your appearance has changed a lot." “

"A pair of skins, what does it matter if they change or don't change?"

"Yes, in life, there are too many obsessions, too many stubbornness, and in the end, there is nothing in the end."

The smiling God of Destruction's face changed suddenly, and said, "Do you remember what this seat said to you back then? ”

"Remember, of course remember, when I think about it, it's like yesterday."

"It seems that you have the consciousness of death."

"This realization was already done the moment you sealed you 10,000 years ago."

"Haha!!" The God of Destruction laughed, "I've changed my attention. ”

The god of destruction has a cloudy temper and is moody, and what he promises or not is completely decided by his mood. Good mood and all peace. Bad mood ruins the world.

"Ten thousand years ago, at the moment when I was sealed with you by the God of Creation, I longed to eat your flesh and drink your blood."

The God of Destruction still remembers that at the moment when he was sealed, Pangu's smug smile lingered in his heart even after ten thousand years had passed.

"Since you hate me so much, why do you want to let me go now that the opportunity has come?" Pangu asked;

The God of Destruction snorted, "You alone can't enter the eyes of this seat, if you hadn't used conspiracy with the God of Creation back then, how could this seat end up like this?" “

"This seat wants you to live and see with your own eyes how the world that you and the God of Creation have worked so hard to protect is destroyed in our hands. Ha ha!! “

"You ......"

"Despair, wail, destroy in endless fear."

Bang bang!!

As the God of Destruction laughed wildly, Meng Po attacked and jerked at him with a soul chain.

"Insect carving skills"

Saying that it was too late, the soul chain saw that it hit the God of Destruction, his arm was stretched out rapidly, and with the help of the soul chain with one hand, he clenched his hand tightly, and looked at Meng Po with cold eyes.

"The girl's kung fu is good, but it's a pity that it's tender, didn't your master teach you, is the chain used like this?"

Suddenly, after the God of Destruction finished speaking, the hand holding the chain was snatched from Meng Po's hand.

In the hands of the God of Destruction, the soul chain seems to have life, the chain is meandering, the pen is as elegant as a dragon and a snake, the soul chain is thrown in the air, orderly in chaos, like a slender black snake, accompanied by a metal sound that makes a crisp sound, tinkling, compared to Meng Po's hands, it is a thousand times better.

At the end of the performance, the destruction god used his strength, and the chain made of the outer heaven was easily torn off by him, and the sound of the chain breaking. At this moment, the broken chain fell to the ground, and the moment it collided with the ground, the dark iron turned into dust and melted into the earth.

The hand of destruction streaked through the air, and in the blank sky appeared huge black ropes, like iron, but extremely soft; The rope is like hemp, but it is strong as steel.

From the beginning to the end, Pangu had no intention of dodging at all, allowing these black ropes to attach to his body, locking it firmly in the sky.

Meng Po shouted, "Master~"

In the next second, Meng Po was like Pangu, tied in mid-air by this strange rope, unable to move-

"Shh~~~"

Pan Yun made a "shhhhh

"You're crazy, don't die."

Lin Tian's voice just now, the voice was all over the world, and Pan Yun was shocked to sweat. At this moment, he was afraid that he could not avoid it, but he took the initiative to disturb the God of Destruction.

If it is really discovered by the God of Destruction, with Lin Tian's current skills, it is not strong to say that it sounds good, and if it is ugly, people will not even bother to kill you in seconds.

"Let go, let go, you let go of me." Lin Tian's mouth opened, and his eyes looked at Pan Yun with resentment.

"Why did you stop me?"

Pan Yun looked at him, it was obviously me who saved your life just now, okay? Now that you are blaming me? This is called revenge.

"Okay, I won't stop you, you shout, shout as much as you want, call him the God of Destruction, kill all of us, shout, you shout?"

"Cut, I won't be fooled by you, if you ask me to shout, I'll shout, isn't it too shameless." Lin Tian pouted and said;

Of course, Lin Tian also has a plan in his heart, it's nothing that you old man is dead, I can't let my daughter and son die with you.

Lin Tian waved his hand, greeted Xinyu and Zifan, and said, "Let's go." “

The three of them ignored others, and walked away.

"Where?" Pan Yun asked;

Lin Tianbai glanced at him and said, "Of course it's to find a place to cultivate, otherwise what do you think?" “

“――“

"Alright, let's leave it here." Lin Tian took the initiative to leave.

"Hey, don't, don't go."

However, Lin Tian didn't listen to Pan Yun's words, the strange spatial fluctuations emanating from his body, and in the next second, he saw three people disappearing into the space.

Lin Tian was gone, and the empty heavenly realm returned to dead silence again.

Pan Yun and his party stood in the black ash of the wilderness, and one of them asked, "Patriarch, where are we going now?" ”

All the races and factions in the Heavenly Realm have been destroyed, and I am afraid that Pangu will not be spared. Pan Yun cried and said, "Let's go to the lower realm." ”

Everyone kept silent, not daring to disobey, thinking back to the experience of the lower realm in the past year, thinking too much is tired.