Chapter 119: My Lord, God Knows His Sins!

"Roar!"

The blood dragon opened the way, and the divine sky lord held the dragon in his hand, standing proudly in the sky, and the continuous coercion spanned the entire island, and the allied forces of all countries were shocked, and their faces turned pale:

"Meta... Meta-infancy? ”

"Impossible!"

"He's just been reincarnated!"

The Great Venerable of the Divine Sky looked at the six roads with his eyes and listened to all directions, and collected all the exclamations of the people, but ignored them, turned his head and looked at the dome in the distance, and the group of warships was endless.

"Reiki Battleship... Is it a combination of modern technology and immortal cultivation civilization? ”

With a light wave of the robe, the tide roared with spiritual energy, causing the earth to shake the mountains, and most of the battleships were blown up in an instant, and the wreckage fell like raindrops, and everyone was shocked.

To know.

These spiritual warships were developed by various countries day and night, painstakingly and painstakingly, and it took nearly half a century to develop, and they were put into actual combat for the first time.

claimed to be the same combat power as Jindan in the early stage, but in fact, he was able to carry the offensive of Jindan's peak without harm, however, under the opponent's hands, he didn't even survive for a second...

Let's be honest.

Before, watching Chen Yi behead Yuanying so easily, they always thought that Yuanying was better than Jin Dan when he died, but now looking back, they realized.

How naΓ―ve and ignorant my thoughts were.

Chen Changsheng.

It took two thousand years to produce one Chen Changsheng, how could it be compared to ordinary people?

"The strongest one is nothing but Jin Dan..."

Divine thoughts look around.

Shenkong frowned, disappointed: "Before the loss of the deity, he was still reciting the sacrifice of cutting a few Yuan Infant Stage, at this level, he dared to climb the deity's Shenkong Island?" ”

Dull.

He took two Jindan monks in the air, and immediately crushed the heads of the two with expressionless faces, with the residual warmth of blood, the smell was bad and unpleasant, and the monks finally came back to their senses.

"Fight back, fight back!"

"Each has his own magical powers!"

"This man is a murderous man, and he must not be allowed to leave the island alive!"

Xu Fu gave an order, all the cultivators moved in unison, all kinds of Dao soldiers and treasures bloomed, and the pre-arranged formations roared into operation, and the glow of ten thousand paths rose to the sky.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if the False Dan Monk is taken along, he will have to peel off his skin.

Shenkong did not move, and even opened his arms, withdrew the protective immortal light, and let the attack attack: every move, full of contempt, did not take everyone seriously at all.

"Boom!"

Catching up with the heavy blow, the wind and waves suddenly rose, the dust flew, and the wisps of dark red blood fluttered, as if they had suffered a heavy blow, and in the yellow sand, there was a low and dull hum.

Without waiting for the cultivators to celebrate, those catkins-like blood lines suddenly flowed backwards, returning to the Shenkong body, and the billowing smoke and dust dispersed, and the Shenkong was as arrogant as the beginning, unharmed.

The coalition forces were in disbelief, and despair was born in their hearts.

"If it's boring, then kill them all."

To put it mildly, the coalition forces were directly sentenced to death, and the outcome was doomed.

The next second.

Seeing Shenkong raise his left arm, the sea water poured into all directions, converging into a dark black cloud, swallowing wind and rain, and countless sharp arrows shot down, like a broken bamboo, unstoppable.

"Defend!"

Although everyone had tried their best and exhausted their means, their defense line was like paper paste, and it collapsed at the touch of a button, and in an instant, wailing all over the field.

"Run!"

"No!"

"My God, is this man Satan reincarnated?"

"Lao Tzu is not fighting, woo woo, I want to go home!"

There were more and more monks under the tragic deaths, and everyone was in chaos, and they couldn't care about any military discipline, so they scattered one after another, and the battle flags were crooked, and there was no order at all.

Xu Fu knew that the general trend was gone, his face was like ashes, and he gritted his teeth and took out a talisman...

Live room.

"Good, so strong."

"Inhuman."

"It feels like he can sweep the world alone."

"That's too much, you don't exist as Chen Changsheng?"

"What about Chen Changsheng? Chen Changsheng is a yarn? He and the Sword Immortal are not opponents of this person, and it is estimated that it will be a question whether they can pick him up for one or two moves. ”

β€œ+1。”

"I agree with the upstairs, after all, it is not an era, the shackles of heaven and earth in Chen Changsheng's era are too serious, and the things he touches are a grade lower, alas."

"yes."

"This person's peak period is more than 100% more than Yuan Ying, and if Chen Changsheng develops for a while, he may be able to catch up, now, tsk, time is not waiting, hanging."

β€œβ€¦β€

The pessimistic mood, like a heavy boulder, pressed on the hearts of the sailors, and between their discussions, the huge island was killed by water arrows, and only two people remained.

Shenkong, Xu Fu.

The sword aura swirled, forming a barrier, guarding Xu Fu, indestructible, unbreakable, no matter how many water arrows continued to be fired, it would be strangled in the blink of an eye.

Shenkong was slightly surprised.

Subconsciously looked at the talisman raised by Xu Fu, his eyes met with it for a moment, and the sharp sword intent rose, like a peerless sword, spanning thousands of miles, slashing down towards his body.

The eternal haughty expression on his face froze, and at the same time, it seemed that there was also this side of the world, the waves, the black clouds, and the killing machine.

This moment.

Shenkong's entire body fell into a strange frequency, trembling slightly, his eyes were dull and stiff, staring at the cinnabar talisman that was branded with ugly sword patterns.

An indescribable, incomprehensible fear crept into his eyes.

Although he didn't blurt out a few words, anyone can see that the unrest in his chest at the moment is not an exaggeration to describe it with the words "turning over the river and turning the sea".

It's been a long time.

Shenkong slowed down slightly, his fist loosened little by little, and blood dripped along his fingers.

Followed by.

Under the gaze of countless surprises and stunned, he faced Xu Fu, no, to be precise, he faced the talisman above Xu Fu's head, slowly bent over, and buried his head deeply.

Soft-spoken, soft-spoken, pious and humble:

"Offending your lordship, Kamiku... Capital crime! ”