"Not counting!"

The same answer came from different mouths, one crisp and slightly regretful, and the other low, but decisive and resolute.

"That's not what it is?" the corners of the Snow Boy's mouth pursed, and he laughed softly, laughing louder and louder, and gradually going crazy.

Before the laughter stopped, Shantu felt a chill in his heart, and saw the void squirm for a moment, and a quiet ghostly light suddenly enveloped him, like gelatin, and surrounded him.

"Presumptuous, presumptuous, bold erectors!"

The mountain roared angrily, the body swelled abruptly, turning into a three-million-zhang Dharma body, the sky above his head, the earth at his feet, like an ancient sacred mountain, two rows of arms grew on his shoulders, and the heavy breath rushed, pressing the body of the Netherworld Armor Warrior to collapse, and the sky was low.

Roar!

The mountain road shouted loudly, and the seventeen arms waved, just like a wild and savage dragon, hissing fiercely, and the momentum was savage, and the ghost light was turbulent, and the void was shattered.

Why only seventeen arms?

said that Shantu's previously torn arm still hadn't grown up at this time, but in Shantu's view, it didn't hinder his play.

When you crush an ant, do you care if you use one finger, or, two?

"Vertical looking for death!"

The corners of Shantu's mouth were contemptuous, as if he had seen the Wind and Snow Boy being beaten into a blood mist and his body and soul disappearing, and his eyes showed a few expressions of hatred.

Bang, bang, bang!

If he was defeated, he could only hear a muffled bang, and the heavy punch from the mountain road fell on the ghostly light, only shaking it slightly.

However, it was only a slight shock, and it ended here, and the ghostly light suddenly wrapped down, as if shooting a New Year's painting, and suddenly slapped him flat in the void, and the void just struggled slightly, and the earthy yellow divine blood overflowed, and then it was quiet......

Faintly, there seemed to be a swallowing grunt, and the Void Path recovered and was still quiet, but there was a stream of black smoke that swirled, and the Netherworld Armor stood up again, and the armor soldier was sharp, silent, silent, and even the heavens and the earth were silent.

"So, I can't be considered a saint?" Wind Snow Boy's laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes were cold, and he looked directly at the two people who spoke.

The so-called God Emperor has not survived a round in his hands, what else can he be if he is not a saint?

The empty old mother bowed slightly, took half a step back, and did not say a word, her body was light and faint, just like a white lotus that was not demonic.

Zhang Bairen grinned, as if he was looking at a fool, and said with a smile: "Yes or no, it's not what Childe wants, and it's not what Zhang wants, how can Childe not know?"

The two people who spoke just now were him and the old mother who had no space!

"Reasonable, reasonable, Zhang Gongzi really has great wisdom, and the truth in this world has always been beaten. ”

The cold eyes of the boy of Fengxue eased slightly, and his expression showed a little appreciation, so he flicked his sleeves, made a gesture and invited, and said, "It's better to ask the son to come and testify!"

After all, regardless of whether Zhang Bai wanted to or not, a ghostly light enveloped him and pulled him, like a marionette, falling towards the height of the void little by little, and landed on a high platform.

As the two said, whether they are willing or unwilling is not to say it, but to fight it, Zhang Bairen's fist is not as big as Fengxue Gongzi, it doesn't matter whether he wants it or not.

Will the superior take into account the wishes of the lower?

Zhang Bai smiled bitterly, but endured it silently......

"This time, I really offended all the bigwigs in the God Realm!"

"March!"

On the high platform, the face of the Wind and Snow Boy was gloomy, and the hanging beads of the crown cut off his gaze, only to hear a long shout, and the Infinite Netherworld Armor Warriors echoed, each took a step, and swayed lightly in front of him, and his body disappeared.

In the next moment, in the six worlds of mortal, spirit, truth, star, immortal, and god, in the heavens and on the earth, I saw a black-armored and black-faced armor soldier walking out of the void, holding a hunting Changge, silent, and suddenly waved out, and sprinkled blood like a rainbow.

The creatures of the Six Realms were like wheat straw, harvested one by one, or separated from their bodies, or broken off at their waists, and none of them could stand against the blade of the Netherworld,......

Wailing, screaming, angry, defiant, and begging for mercy could not shake them, and these Nether Warriors were like death walkers, leaving nothing in their path, leaving behind only death, calamity, doom, and destruction.

Whether it's a god or a demon, there's no difference!

Wisps of resentment are generated, tangled, entangled, and filled the Six Realms......

"Good, good, good death, good death!"

In the secret realm, on the turbid River Styx, the old man jumped and jumped, cheering, and the withered old hands grabbed and danced in the void, and actually grabbed a wisp of earthy yellow blood, and he was even more happy to smile, and in his pupils, there was a kind of pure brilliance that was famous, like a child who did not understand the world, and only made Wulu and other gods feel cold.

What is even more chilling for them is the god man who was trampled under the feet of Lao Suo and vomited blood again and again - the Thunder Clan Divine Master!

Since he appeared, it was only two rounds, and he was able to take it down, pinched his neck, and slammed it to the surface of the river, and he was like mud, and he never got up again.

And those two rounds, it's just that Lao Sue has a mind to see the supernatural powers of ThunderClan, and after two rounds, Lao Suo loses interest, and the ThunderClan God Master has no chance to "perform"!

"Bastard, on weekdays, all the gods are arrogant, we still think how powerful they are, I didn't think about it, it's so unbearable, it hurts the gods to put a little hope on them, incompetent!"

"Old, Ancestor!"

The gods cursed secretly, but Wu Lu was tired of the voice, and her body softened, sticking to Lao Suo's body, she was curvy, concave and convex, and her body was like ups and downs, which was very tempting.

Even though they knew that they shouldn't, the gods couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and their hearts were full of hatred: "This dead goblin is so tempting, I knew that she was a woman, so I snatched it back to be my mother-in-law!"

"Well, great-great-great-great-granddaughter, it seems that you didn't play a role this time?"

"Damn, this old immortal is going to kill me!"

The old man suddenly turned around, muttering to himself, his eyes were cold, Wu Lu's heart was cold, and he shouted pills, and the old man had already printed a palm, and with a bang, it covered its heavenly spirit, beating her to the point that her skull collapsed, and her seven orifices bled out, and she became a blood gourd in the blink of an eye.

"Ancestor, why are you so ruthless?" Wu Lu laughed miserably, his hair was scattered, and his voice was terrible, like a soul who was about to die.

However, that checkmate is not dead!

Lao Suo frowned, grabbed his hand, lifted the back of Wulu's neck, and shook vigorously, Wulu's figure suddenly became smaller, but he became a faceless little person, with small arms and short legs, but he twitched twice, and pushed hard, as if he had spit out his last breath, and suddenly went down!

Here, it's not her real body!

The gods' eyes widened, but their hearts were filled with ecstasy.

Because, now there are not enough eight people!

"Okay, good, worthy of the old man's great-great-great-granddaughter, this stand-in technique is really better than blue!"

Lao Suo laughed cruelly, a strong pressure was born from within, the bodies of the gods were rapidly deformed, twisted and expanded, only to hear the seven rings in succession, several people known as the gods of war of the gods, they all settled, and the colorful colors floating in the sky were all them.

"Fortunately, the old man's bloodline can also be shared!" At this time, he became clearer.

Lao Suo said, to his wrist, I saw a wisp of black blood fly out, and the colorful blood coagulated, the color became deeper and deeper, and finally condensed into a coconut, cough cough, coconut-shaped object, thumping and beating, its roots fluttering, dense clusters, I don't know how many, the wind rose, like a demon snake, all together to the muddy river Styx, visible to the naked eye, the muddy river water gradually dried up.

No, not only the River Styx, but also the resentful spirits in the river, as well as the inexplicable monsters in the void, were all pulled out little by little in the strange suction, screaming, and their bodies were stretched extremely long, and they were sucked up little by little......

"Say, what shall I do with you?"

After putting some blood, Lao Suo seemed to have hurt some vitality, his face was slightly pale, but he saw a little black light burst out, and turned into a god, his body was strange, his face was like a crown of jade, but there was a thunder mark on the center of his eyebrows, and he smiled: "Why should the ancestor blame, speaking of which, this god is not only without fault, but has a small merit, and the ancestor has clear rewards and punishments, and it will not chill the hearts of the people below, right?"

That god man, it turned out to be the ThunderClan God Lord!

"That's right, old man, I have the most clear merits, meritorious deeds will be rewarded, and faults will be punished, your merits old man remember, go back?"

"Yes!"

The ThunderClan Divine Lord bowed slightly, backwards, and turned, turning into a little black electric light again, and disappeared, but Lao Suo laughed, propped up the penny, propped up the canopy boat, and left, letting the coconut-shaped thing continue to suck everything.

Soon after, a walking corpse came up to the waters, rotting all over it, dragging a pair of rotting wings on its shoulders, and walked up to the coconut thing, grinned, and pounced on it.

"If I eat you, no one will look down on me!"

"Poor, pitiful, whose chess piece is it?" On the high platform, the wind and snow boy looked down, but he didn't know what he saw, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, and then he turned around, but saw Zhang Bairen's slightly frowning brows, and asked with a smile: "Are you dissatisfied?"

Zhang Bairen also laughed: "I am dissatisfied, Zhang has a straight temper, and he has always said that he is the same, although he can't beat you, but he is dissatisfied, he is dissatisfied!"

"A good dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, if you are a real villain, you are much stronger than those hypocrites!" "Fengxue Gongzi laughed, his mood seemed to be very good, and then he said: "Your surname is Zhang?

"Childe is upright when he speaks, and it's not impossible to vote for you!" Zhang Bairen looked strange, and seemed to smile: "However, Childe should have survived this catastrophe?"

"Tribulation, for you, it is a calamity, and for me, the gods can be destroyed with their backs, what a calamity!"

The Wind and Snow Boy laughed, flicked his sleeves and shook his sleeves, and his qi rushed, but there was an image of suppressing the eternal life, and before the words fell, he saw seven pillars of light break through the void and come straight to them, beating thousands of Nether Armor Warriors into flying ashes and falling down to them......