"Go!" While the True God Body of Faith was resisting the attack of the Hundred Eyes Clan's Hundred Eyes Divine Soul, the powerful energy ball in his hand was already like a falling sun, rapidly attacking towards the Hundred Eyes Clan's Saint Level. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The saint-level of the Hundred Eyes Clan couldn't imagine that the enemy could resist his Hundred Eyes Divine Soul without being affected in the slightest, and he was taken aback.

At this time, the powerful ball of faith energy had already come to him, and he hurriedly used his speed to dodge.

However, the energy ball of the belief in the true god is not a one-time attack move, it is controlled by the belief in the true god body, and it is used to smash people, as long as the enemy is hit without dying, it will also be seriously injured.

However, with the defensive power of the Hundred Mu Clan's saint-level defense, if it is hit, there will definitely be no scum.

In the other battle circles, Zhou Fan's holy bodies joined, and the situation immediately stabilized.

Now the masters of the human race have suffered a lot of injuries, so they basically rely on Zhou Fan and his various holy bodies to resist the holy level of the alien race, so that the battle is intertwined, and no one can destroy anyone for the time being, and only Zhou Fan's body is killing the holy level of the alien race.

If Zhou Fan had been there from the beginning, the situation might have been different, Zhou Fan would have superimposed more than thirty holy body physiques at the first time, and he would have killed a group of alien saint levels in a short time, but now he didn't dare to take back all the holy bodies.

Because there are too many saint levels of the alien race, he can't deal with close to a hundred saint levels at the same time, if the holy body returns, in this way, the people who have already been injured will probably be killed in an instant.

Zhou Fan's body was covered in blood at this time, and some parts of his body had been destroyed, making others look miserable.

But Zhou Fan had a crazy smile on his face, he killed a thousand enemies and damaged eight hundred attacks in exchange for the destruction of several alien saint levels.

"The abominable Terran Saint Level, the life force is too strong, and now there are only the two of us left, I don't believe that he can still kill us in his current state. The remaining two alien saint level dragged their injured bodies and stared at Zhou Fan with hideous faces.

"Hey!"

Zhou Fan opened a mouth, shaped like a ghost, and beckoned to the two aliens, making a provocative gesture.

The two alien saint levels glanced at each other, and burst out with the last of their strength and blasted towards Zhou Fan.

"Boom...!"

Even Zhou Fan, who was already incomplete, still exchanged the attack of killing 1,000 enemies and self-inflicting 800 in exchange for the lives of two alien saints.

The two alien saint-level showed unwilling expressions before they died, they couldn't imagine that Zhou Fan's state would still be able to kill them, and he wouldn't die.

Now Zhou Fan's image is even more tragic, without a hand, his chest is shattered, and a piece of his face is missing.

"Cough!" Zhou Fan coughed up a mouthful of blood and laughed at himself: "I've never been so miserable!"

"Hey!" he let out a deep sigh, and a powerful vitality gushed out from the starry sky in his body, flowing to the limbs.

The body immediately recovers at a rapid pace.

After consuming vitality energy to recover his body, his strength has weakened a little, but it has only a small impact on him, and against these alien saint levels, there is a lot of less strength, and no more than a trace of strength, and then it will be made up.

At this time, Zhou Fan took a quick look around, and found that there were only ten saint levels left in the mechanical clan, so he hurriedly flashed in the direction of the mechanical holy level.

Sneak attack.

An unknown saint-level who was fighting with the mechanical saint-level knocked Zhou Fan with a stuffy stick, and it was immediately damaged.

"Did the ten of them sacrifice?" Zhou Fan asked at the mechanical saint level in front of him, who was already missing half of his body.

"Yes, they've killed themselves to help us. The Mechanical Saint sighed.

"Whew, I'm glad you still have clones, otherwise I wouldn't know how to explain to you mechanical gods. "Zhou Fan never thought that there would be such a tragic battle, so that the ten major mechanical saint levels were all killed.

"Yes, otherwise they're really lost. The Mechanical Saint said.

"Do you still have the strength, if you do, go and kill the other alien armies!" Zhou Fan asked.

"This stump is enough. The Mechanical Saint said.

Indeed, even if the Holy Level is seriously injured, it is not something that other levels can resist.

So the mechanical saint flew into the alien army.

"Instigation!"

Zhou Fan's body was flashing rapidly, flashing towards the battle circle of the mechanical clan's saint-level.

One, two, three...

He turned into a sneak attacker, and attacked one by one at the alien saint level who were fighting with the mechanical saint level, killing as many as seven or eight in an instant.

"Staring at that Terran Saint Level, he's dangerous. "Two alien saint levels saw Zhou Fan kill several other saint levels in a row, and they said loudly in panic.

It's useless to stare at it, even if it comes to Ming, one or two alien saint levels are not Zhou Fan's opponents at all, regardless of his physical injuries, he once again killed several alien saint levels in a row.

"Besiege him!" More than a dozen foreign saint levels gathered in other places and came towards Zhou Fan.

Now that the situation is good, all the alien saint levels are basically either exterminated or dragged by Zhou Fan and his holy body.

"Boom!" Tu Yuan, who had no one to support in the distance, finally blasted half of his body to an unknown alien saint level, and immediately died.

"Die!"

The unknown saint-level grinned, and he was about to make up for the blow to Tu Yuan.

"Boom!" There was a loud explosion, and the mechanical body flew sideways, and a mechanical saint-level blocked the blow for Tuyuan.

"Die!"

Another mechanical saint-level had already cut the unknown alien saint-level in half in an instant.

"How's it going? You can't die, can you?" asked the mechanical saint who had killed the unknown alien saint level.

"It's almost going to disintegrate. The mechanical saint-level who blocked the attack for Tuyuan replied, then looked at Tuyuan and said, "But I don't know if this Terran god-level can survive!"

Another mechanical saint-level said: "This human race god-level resists the attack of the alien saint-level with god-level strength, although the saint-level of that race is not very strong, but it is also terrible, he is probably a friend of Lord Zhou Fan, while he is not yet dead, let's lose some strength and hang his life first!"

The other mechanical saint nodded, but he was almost disintegrated, so leave this task to his companions!

On the other side, Zhou Fan was frantically fighting with the saint-level people of the other race, and the posture was completely deadly.

More than a dozen aliens were extremely afraid for a while, because they had an alliance just now that bombarded and killed the melee rage.

But it's useless to be afraid, unless they don't fight Zhou Fan, otherwise there will always be a time when they will be damaged.

Sure enough, Zhou Fan risked his life, risking the danger of being hit by the powerful attacks of the ten alien saint levels, and killed the two alien saint levels again.

"Damn, I don't believe you'll last much longer. Several alien saint levels looked at Zhou Fan's ferocity, and they also became fierce, fighting for their lives.

Zhou Fan is not afraid that you will not come, and when you come, you must be ready to be killed.

With the same shot again, Zhou Fan's body was seriously injured, which made people look extremely miserable, but the price paid by the alien saints was death.