It was a man wrapped in armor who spoke, and when his voice came through the armor, it was filled with a metallic sonorous feeling, and it sounded very cold. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Who are you?" said the questioning demi-immortal who had questioned earlier, pointing at this person.

"In a moment, when the throne comes out, you will attack with all your might, and I will ...... Play it by ear. The man ignored him, and spoke in a commanding tone.

"You ......" The face of this half-immortal is a little gloomy, his seniority is relatively high, even if the rest of the half-immortals will be polite to themselves, this person dares to ignore himself, it is really bold.

"**** Ancestor, this person is the one from the Extreme Martial Arts Sect. Situ Tianlong whispered and said to this person. He secretly pinched a handful of sweat in his heart, Cheng Daonan had a strange temper, and the six relatives didn't recognize him, in case he got angry at this time, none of them would be pleased. Especially now that the throne of the gods hangs above everyone's head, and if there is another accident, it will be a catastrophe.

"It turns out that you are Cheng Daonan. Hmph, I haven't seen the strength, but this spectrum is not small. Fortunately, you are here today, otherwise I would have to go to the Extreme Martial Dao Gate to invite you. ****'s eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a sneer.

"Remember my words, I don't want to say it a second time, if you still have reservations, don't blame me for not reminding you when you die in the end. Cheng Daonan still didn't pay attention to the ****, for such a person who relied on the old and sold the old, and his brain was not very good, he didn't have the idea of communication at all.

This time it's really hot, this junior is really rampant, and he ignores himself many times. I really thought I was strong. After practicing for more than a hundred years, even if he is a genius, it is impossible to cultivate to a half-immortal, let alone surpass everyone else. Last time, maybe it was some ghost domain trick that was used to bluff Li Yuanyang and the others.

"**** ancestor, extinguish the fire, the overall situation is important. He just wanted to go up and teach Cheng Daonan a lesson, but two and a half immortals hurriedly came over next to him and pulled him back.

"Okay, when everything is done after the conspiracy of the gods and demons is destroyed, I want to see how you make me regret it then. **** also knew that now was not the time to have a seizure, so after putting down a cruel word, he didn't do it again.

The rest of the people secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if the human race was fighting again at this time, it would really not be able to stop the gods and demons.

The Throne of the Gods may seem like a slow movement, but it's actually quite fast. It was only after about a cup of tea that most of the thrones entered the thirty-three days through the ripples of the Dao in the void.

As soon as they entered the thirty-three days, layers of dark clouds began to fill the void. In the midst of these clouds, there is a tenacious and greedy force that continues to devour the power of humanity.

At this time, the sun and moon were obscured by the power of the astral boundary, and the remnants of the humane power here were not strong, and in the face of these clouds, there was no power to resist, and they were quickly absorbed a lot.

And the half-immortal powerhouses of the human race can only watch the power of the gods go unchecked, but they can't do it, at this time, the throne of the gods has not yet been completely separated from the astral boundary, even if they attack, it is useless, and it will consume their strength in vain.

"I hope this time, the Terrans will be safe and sound. Li Yuanyang stared at the dense throne in the sky, and secretly muttered in his heart. He also glanced at Cheng Daonan, who was wrapped in thick armor at this time, and couldn't see any clues.

Time passed, and at this time there were two remaining on the throne that had not entered the thirty-three days. Everyone couldn't help but shrink their hearts, and the power was surging in their bodies, ready to burst out the final blow at any time.

"Hands-on. When the corner of the last throne came out of the thirty-three days, Li Yuanyang suddenly roared angrily, and with a wave of his long sword, the long river of time rolled forward, engulfing the past towards the throne of the gods.

Without the protection of the astral plane, the throne has become extremely fragile, under this long river

"Heavenly chessboard, out. Aunt Mei, on the other hand, reached out and threw out a quaint chessboard in her hand. The chessboard expanded rapidly, turning into countless grids, dividing the throne in the sky.

In each square, there is a throne imprisoned. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thrones were cut off. The glory flowed, and the thrones immediately turned black and white, like chess pieces. These chess pieces, fighting each other, no matter which side is captured, will turn into powder, very domineering.

Situ Tianlong let out a loud shout, and his power turned into countless dragon elephants, flying around. The domineering qi machine flowed and crushed a large number of thrones to pieces.

The number of Terran demi-immortals is hundreds, and almost one person can destroy hundreds of thrones in an instant, and soon, the number of these thrones will be not much.

But at this time, no one showed any joy. It's so easy, it's so easy, it's too easy to believe.

They knew that it was impossible for gods and demons to make such an obvious mistake, and there was definitely a backhand waiting for them. It's just that they haven't found out what this back hand is.

"You see, the Shinto will is still condensing, and it has not faded because of the reduction of the thrones, that is, it is useless for us to destroy these thrones!" A demi-immortal suddenly discovered that the Shinto will was still expanding.

"Could it be that these thrones are fake, deliberately used by the other party to confuse us?" Situ Tianlong was taken aback and said.

"The god-king aura in this throne can't be faked, it's absolutely true...... Wait, what about the true spirit of the God King? There is no true spirit of the God King in this!" Although Aunt Mei is blind, her mind is very transparent, and it is more profound than ordinary people.

"These thrones are real, but the true spirit inside is gone...... I know, the gods and demons are really ruthless, and they can do such a thing. They use the throne to draw our attention, but the true spirit of the god-king merges with the will of Shinto in the shadows. Because these thrones are devoid of the presence of true spirits, they become extremely fragile. And those god-king true spirits, because of the shattering of the throne, will also become rootless, and all of them will become part of the Shinto will, so that the Shinto will will accelerate its growth. They even dare to blaspheme the true spirits of their ancestors, which is really a great rebellion. The breath on Aunt Mei's body was shocked, and she guessed the cause and effect of the matter.

"Everyone gave up attacking the throne and went to kill the Shinto will of the sky. "Now that you know the other party's methods, of course you can't do such a meaningless thing as attacking the throne.

"Good. The crowd nodded, and immediately changed the direction of the attack, heading in the direction of the clouds.

Before attacking, **** glanced in the direction of Cheng Daonan, and found that the other party was still standing in place, motionless, and he couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart.

Pretend!(To be continued.) )