readx;? One man and one shot, rushed towards the army of true spirits. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoYang Fanhai has given up everything, he doesn't care about anything else, and there is only one belief in his heart: never allow the worst result to happen.

At this time, he was not fighting for himself, not for the Shang Dynasty, but for the dignity of the human race. Maybe you will fail, die, or even lose your soul, but at least let the immortals know that the human race must not be bullied.

It is also necessary to leave a spark of faith for the human race in the world, where there were people who fought for the future of the human race.

Each of the true spirits already has their own god position, and they can borrow the power of the god position, which is more powerful than before, and many people even have the strength of the immortal king. That kind of overwhelming attack was even more terrifying than the previous four immortal kings joining forces.

What's even more strange is that the power in the bronze block is actually useless to these true spirits. They who came out of the list of gods were no longer immortals, not demons, not demons or witches, but gods, a kind of monk with new power under the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Such an attack has a sense of doomsday catastrophe, and if it is someone else, unless there is a saint's ability, it will not be able to resist. But at this moment, Yang Fanhai has also become more terrifying, urging him to turn into a killing machine after devouring his body.

The god-killing spear has the effect of attacking the primordial gods, which is to restrain the true spirit. The devouring qi robs the heaven and earth of the vital energy, and hinders the power of the gods.

Hanging in the air, stirring the vitality of heaven and earth, Yang Fanhai's cave wings, interspersed in the sky. Four elephant true spirits appeared behind him, Qinglong Jin, White Tiger Jin, Vermilion Bird Jin, and Xuanwu Jin.

The four elephants are one, the universe is reversed, and the long hair is upside down, like a mad demon. Looking up to the sky and howling, the heavens and the earth shook, and the immortals changed color.

No one could stop the god-killing spear, except for a moment of hesitation in front of Princess Longji, the other true spirits were all in the past in an instant, and they returned to the god list.

The drums were shocked, and Bo Jian's eyes were full of tears, and he beat the drums frantically. He no longer knows tiredness, he doesn't know tiredness. He couldn't intervene in this kind of battle at all, so he could only knead his strength into this drum to help Yang Fanhai a little bit.

The landslide and tsunami, the momentum was crazy, and the air waves were cathartic, affecting the Western Zhou camp, and countless soldiers died on the spot, even those monks and generals were killed or injured.

Such a god of war cannot be stopped...... Everyone was frightened, and they vaguely saw the majesty of the first general of the past.

When the true spirit was dispersed and the sky was dark, Yang Fanhai rose from the corpse mountain and rushed to the sky, landed on a big stone like a sharp sword, and raised his head to the sky and shouted: "The Yang family is here, who dares to fight." ”

Everyone was shocked, Jiang Ziya was shocked, and the people who lit the lamp were shocked, he had exhausted all his means, and there was no other way. Everyone has been defeated, fighting alone, I'm afraid that ten of him are not the opponents of Yang Fanhai in front of him.

The world is quiet, the wind and clouds are changing, and no one dares to make a sound. Jiang Ziya trembled, he made great achievements, and his name for eternity was about to be lost in this last city, and he didn't dare in his heart.

When no one dared to deal with it, suddenly a dark light flew from the sky and fell into Jiang Ziya's body. Heaven and earth were quiet, although there were four elephants, the vitality of heaven and earth was vast, and there was a terrible sound of explosion.

Jiang Ziya rose in the air, his clothes fluttered, his white hair moved without wind, and his breath became extremely weird.

"Yuan Shi Tianzun!"

Yang Fanhai felt it in his heart, stared at him, and roared. He had been in close contact with Yuan Shi Tianzun, felt the breath of this saint, and already knew that the other party had used the method of soul control to descend here, and with the help of Jiang Ziya's physical body, he was ready to fight him directly.

Not only him, but in an instant, other rays of light came from all directions and fell into the bodies of Yuding Zhenren and several other Western Zhou generals. One after another, the aura rose to the sky, and the saints of all parties used this way to drive to the battlefield, not only the Yuan Shi Tianzun, the Taishang Laojun and the Quasi-Ti Daoist, but also the Heavenly Sect Master.

In addition to leading the future of the Taoists, the breath of the four saints shook the heavens and the earth.

The Tongtian Sect Master controlled the Jade Ding Zhenren to stand aside with the Absolute Immortal Sword in his hand, he didn't seem to have any intention of making a move, just to see the situation.

Taishang Laojun controlled the Xuandu Grand Mage, and the Quasi-Daoist controlled Wei Hu, and Jiang Ziya, who was controlled by Yuan Shi Tianzun, glanced at each other, and without saying a word, he joined forces to act, and a huge palm void condensed, and slapped at Yang Fanhai.

They were saints, and it was impossible to speak in a consultative tone to a monk, even if that person was a Terran god of war. Since the previous negotiations have failed, they can only be killed.

No matter what rumors will flow out today, as long as the merits are completed today, everything can disappear into nothingness.

Is that a saint's means, or is it a combination of three saints, one palm condenses the power of heaven, covering the world of heaven and earth, there is nowhere to escape, and Yang Fanhai has no intention of escaping.

"The Yang family is here, who dares to fight!"

With a loud roar, Yang Fanhai shot up into the sky with a god-killing spear in his hand and killed it against the huge palm. With his own strength, the immortal clan killed was incomplete, and the killing required three saints to join forces to kill, everything was enough.

Manpower is sometimes poor, even Yang Fanhai is not immune. The combination of the three saints, how terrifying, the arrogant and frightening and admiring figure only stayed under the huge palm for only a breath, and then it was instantly slapped into the ground.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The earth shook, the sky changed, and the earth squirmed, like a tide surging against the huge palm. The power of the saint continued, frantically bombarding the target of the palm.

That is the power of the saints, it represents the power of the heavens, no one can stop it, not to mention that if the three saints join forces, even the emperor can be killed.

When the heavens and the earth were calm and the wind and rain stopped, a big mountain appeared in front of Chaoge City, covering everything.

"Buzz!"

With a long roar, the god-killing spear fell from the sky and landed in front of Zhou Ying, emitting bursts of mournful screams, like songs and weeping.

It's over...... It's finally over...... Everyone was terrified, even if it was as strong as Duobao Dao who had returned to the battlefield and Kong Xuan, who had just escaped from trouble.

That crazy Terran God of War was finally defeated and finally died, but like them, who had cultivated to be extraordinary, even the Burning Lamp Dao people didn't have much joy. When a war is fought like this, and it takes three saints to solve it in the end, they really have no shame to be happy about.

Although the defeat is still glorious, no one does not feel that Yang Fanhai should be described like this.

Glancing at the few figures standing in the void and being dominated by the saint, Kong Xuan snorted coldly, snorted a handful of saliva, and was about to return.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from underground, and there was another earth-shattering bang. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard the sound of banging and shattering, and when they followed the sound, they saw that a huge crack appeared on the mountain peak that had been transformed by a saint, and it shattered in the blink of an eye, breaking from it.

Goodbye a figure stepping on a divine map, holding a long sword, protected by four black figures, slowly rising from the disconnected mountain.

"The Yang family is here, who dares to fight!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking the world.

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