King of Gods

Endless void sea, the other end of the distance.

A strange black metal sailing boat carries several figures.

Sunshine youth and little white girl sit side by side, standing behind two tall shadows, two dead guards.

"The four kings of the dead, thirty-six dead guards, scattered in the neighborhood of ten groups, even if each death token can sense a large range, but want to identify a person in such a vast void, The probability is still small..."

The young people of the sun whispered.

Ok?

Sunshine youth, suddenly inductive, two dead guards behind, while snoring.

唰

In addition to the little girl, the Sunshine Youth and the two dead guards, they all have a death token in their hands.

"Three Highness, it is thirty-three dead guards, he met the goal."

"He is very far away from us. According to the analysis of the strength of the message, the distance between the two groups is probably separated."

The two dead guards respectfully said.

"Haha... luck is so good, let the thirty-three dead guards hit the target."

The sunshine youth grinned.

The scope of the ten groups is very large, and dozens of people are distributed everywhere, quite the sand in the sea.

In such a search, you can actually hit the target.

I have to admit that the luck of the thirty-three dead guards is not generally good.

唰唰唰

The little white girl is dedicated and draws a picture.

"Ok?"

The Sunshine Youth turned to look at it and presented a picture.

The painting has not been finished yet.

But on the screen, for the first time, it presents a shadow figure, outlines its outline, and holds a short sword.

"Yes, that's the thirty-third guard."

Two dead guards, there was a hint of excitement in the voice.

Then.

In the picture, a silver-gray cat appeared, holding a dark and mysterious dagger in his hand, dragging a string of shadows.

"Hey, I want this cat."

The little girl in the day, half painted, is especially happy.

But the Sunshine Youth and the two dead guards are fixed on another thing.

"The cat, the weapon on its hand..."

One of the dead guards, exclaimed.

The same moment.

In the Wuyue group, two stars battlefield.

"叮嗤"

The mysterious dagger of the little thief cat blocked Zhao Feng.

噗嗤

Not only that, but the **** of the dead guard are broken.

"My death shadow, between the entity and nothingness, how could it be..."

The shadow of death was first lost, unbelievable.

His shoulders sank, and the corner of his eye caught a thief and sat on his shoulder.

a cat?

The enemy and the other side, including the half-step king who is killing, are all wrong.

a cat...how is it possible?

The shadow of death seems unacceptable, with his powerful death shadow, the general Dan Dan Yuanjing, it is difficult to hurt.

The death shadow gives the death emperor the will to die, between life and death, between the body and the shadow.

This kind of physique can damage eight or 90% of all kinds of attacks.

But such a powerful and indestructive physique, even by a weird thief cat, use a dagger to break two fingers.

"Dagger... Slow"

The shadow of the shadow of death is fixed on the mysterious dagger of the thief's cat injury.

The mysterious dagger, dark and clear, dragging the light of a shadow blade.

The dagger's breath is deep and unpredictable. Around the edge of the blade, floating a dark night-like shadow texture, there is a faint whisper of icy.

"Is it the ultimate sacred object of the shadow killing?

Death guard, a heartbeat speeds up.

"Shadow killing the emperor"

The shadow of the dead and daring is condensed, showing the color of awe, greed, and jealousy.

however.

Still not waiting for him to come from the shock.

Snapped

The little thief cat has a cat's claw and the fan is on his face.

"what"

The shadow of death is screaming, even if it is his physique, his face is burning for a while, and there is a sense of dizziness.

唰

His figure was blurred and disappeared from the place.

"Little thief cat, good at it."

Zhao Feng felt that the death chill of the whole body was suppressed and quickly subsided.

At that critical moment, only the little thief cat can be shot in time.

"It seems that the dead guard did not really kill me, I seem to want to give birth to me."

Zhao Feng’s heart is calm.

Killing and catching, that's two concepts.

If the death guard wants to kill Zhao Feng, it will be easier than killing the black-faced old man.

After all, the strength levels of the two are too different.

But from all kinds of signs, the real task of the dead guard is not to kill Zhao Feng, but to take it.

"It's no wonder that he knows that the black-faced old man is against me and wants to get rid of it. Because the black-faced old man is also a factor that threatens my life."

Zhao Feng’s heart is clear.

To understand this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

If you want to give birth to him for the purpose of "dead guard", it will be much more difficult.

"No matter what your identity, kill the six brothers, give me life -"

A cold voice, like the one from the nine secluded, through the void, inciting the soul level of one heaven and earth.

The vast will of the imaginary **** is like a huge spear of a rainbow, stabbing the shadow of death.

at this time.

The half-step king in the distance, flying to come, did not hesitate, directly shot the shadow of death.

The half-step king is a refined young man, but there is a blood red in his gaze, and his cold and hateful eyes are fixed on the dead guard.

"The vain **** will? The biggest gap between the half-step king and the great Dan Yuan, which is useless, is the sublimation of the soul, giving birth to a half-step vain will, which can suppress the entire level of Dan Yuan."

The shadow of death smiles coldly and is not afraid.

唰唰嗤

The dead guard is on the battlefield, dragging a series of dark shadows, speed of the body, unpredictable.

Even the half-step king, the speed is not as good as death.

"Crashing, mountain river anger"

The refined young man, proud of the void, his hands open, his body lingering in a layer of translucent light, exudes the astounding power of the gods.

boom

The void in the domain, faint tremor, a layer of river-like ash flow, filled with a radius of one or two hundred and twenty miles.

The area where the ash flow is full, the mountains and rivers are turbulent, and the sun and the moon are eclipsed.

The source of all turmoil comes from the half-step king.

"Half-step king, good horror strength."

Zhao Feng suffocated his body and mind, waving the flag, and the hundred corpses cursed the big powers to open, and barely resisted a few waves.

That Li Yunya, has been carried into the sea, or the body is already bloody.

"You also go in."

Zhao Feng waved his hand and put the ancestral hall into the ghosts.

The half-step king attacked the attack, which was simply earth-shattering. It was lower than the level of the Great Dan, and it was sent to death.

啵

His body surface is full of dark blue water ripples, undulating and undulating, reducing the absorption of most of the aftermath.

With his life physique close to the peak of the Great Dan, and the blood of the powerful water, he is able to stand on the edge of the battlefield.

噗噗嗤

The body of death shadows moved quickly and finally got resistance.

However, he is still immersed in the "death shadow" of the physique, and is still close to the half-step king, and the body surface makes a trace of black smoke.

"Death sword wheel dance"

The death guard has a light black short sword in his hand, which turns into a cold and secluded sword shadow, one ring and one ring, the power of death, and the cycle is endless.

嗡嗤嗤

I saw a round of beautiful death swords, condensed to the extreme, swaying dozens of squares, and hard hit with the half-step king.

"The Holy Emperor Pen"

The refined young man proudly sneered, and there was a mysterious ground-level **** soldier in his hand. With a slight wave, he shakes the glory of Kyushu, and each can flatten a huge mountain range.

"Pseudo-Queen's pen? The real holy emperor pen, from the legendary dynasty sacred emperor, up to the best of the best...

The death guard has a slight look.

Rumble

One side of the world, the light and the dead air intertwined and bombarded, the horrible waves and the dust, covering everything.

"Retreat first"

Zhao Feng opened the eyes of the gods, determined a route, shrouded the curse of a hundred corpses, and followed one direction, fleeing in the direction of the outside.

"The half-step king-level battle, if any party wins, we will not escape."

Zhao Feng took a deep breath.

With his strength, it is difficult to intervene at that level of fighting.

Meow meow

The little thief cat sat on his shoulder and played the mysterious dagger in his hand.

"The shadow of the emperor's blade is the dagger? Even the fingers of the death guard are cut off."

Zhao Feng was surprised.

The strength of the thief's cat body is hard to threaten the death guard.

The reason why I was able to give Zhao Feng a break, and even to cut off the fingers of the dead guards, is the credit of this film.

In the past, the little thief cat in the Purple St. Hall, racking his brains, got this mysterious dagger, which caused the panic of the Purple Holy Spirit.

嗖——

Blue Leihai Tianzhou, quickly separated from the extraterrestrial land, into the virtual sea outside the domain.

After entering the Nether Sea, the air gravity has been greatly reduced, and the speed of the sea and sky has soared ten times and is still climbing.

Seeing that the distance between the sea and the battlefield outside the field is getting farther and farther.

Rumble

When leaving the two-star battlefield, Zhao Feng also felt the two kings of the virtual gods, the atmosphere of Wei Li confrontation.

but.

The virtual gods have a higher level of confrontation, and the battle below is in their eyes, like a game of ants.

"Is the breath of death related to the legendary ‘Death Emperor?’

The two kings of the virtual gods are aware of the existence of "dead guard."

唰

One of them, Wei Li Shen, separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, also swept through the blue thunder sea.

"A horrible breath..."

Everyone in the sea Tianzhou has a feeling of suffocation, just like the horror of the sea whale king in the deep sea.

Fortunately.

That **** thought was just swept away.

"Quickly leave this two-star battlefield."

Zhao Feng urged the blood of the water and the wind and thunder in the body, and integrated into the array of the sea.

Because of the nature of the sea, it is a mine. Zhao Feng motivates the blood force and the real element, which can greatly improve its speed performance in a short time.

call out--

The sea Tianzhou is all the way to the shuttle, and the atmosphere of the two-star battlefield is getting farther and farther.

After two hours.

怦怦怦怦

Zhao Feng’s **** eye, frequent beats and warnings, the death breath is approaching.

"Death goal, hey, where to run. If you don't want to give birth to you, you don't need such trouble, let me fall into the second star battlefield."

A tall shadow that was slightly broken and messy, chasing from the rear.

Death is chasing and is approaching.

"You first sink into the deep sea."

Zhao Feng walked to the top of the sea boat and decisively ordered it.

"Captain you..."

Lou Lanshui and others, worried, let the sea Tianzhou sink into the void ocean.

Void fog sea.

Only the lonely blue-haired boy left, calm and calm, his eyes flashing, thinking: "The only way to live is to defeat the dead guard..."

because.

The speed of the dead guard is faster than the average half-step king. There is no one present, and you can escape by speed.