Undefeated God of War

[Unbeaten God of War]

The death of black, wrapped around Tang Tian, ​​Tang Tian can clearly feel the power from the dead line, and the creepy sense of erosion, just like there are countless bugs who are desperately going to his body. Drill.

The strength of the dead line, Tang Tian's bones have some feelings of quick break.

The sturdy scorpion, which is rich in the stagnation of the dead, exudes a sense of death, as if it is a death slasher that specializes in harvesting life. The strength of the king is far from being as good as death. In order to swing this knife, you need to pay an arm.

The king of the broken arm, the death of the body quickly subsided, dull and dull, disappeared like a smoke.

Fight a blow?

Tang Tian's cold heart is not waved, and his eyes are like red iron, which exudes a heart-warming atmosphere.

Time seems to be stagnant.

The raging red light is constantly dissipating from the demon, like a fiery flame. The flesh and blood in Tang Tian’s body burns silently. The red light is like the fire of steel making. The flesh and blood are like the charge, which is constantly burning and constantly reorganizing.

The wonderful changes took place at an astonishing speed in the Tang Tian body.

The dead air that penetrated into the Tang celestial body was rushed by the red light, and it disappeared invisible.

An indescribable force is quietly shaped in the flesh and blood of its own reorganization. The source force is the burning and sublimation of flesh and blood. The power of Tang Tian is also formed between the flesh and blood, and the layers are transmitted and superimposed. This speed is lightning fast, but it still needs a process of pooling and forming.

However, it is different now. Tang Tian feels that his body is like a majestic sea. When he swings freely, he can hear the power of the sea as a sea humming in the body.

It is like the sea is surging, no, it is a burning sea, majestic and turbulent, a small movement will trigger a tsunami.

Is this the true meaning of the angry fist?

Tang Tian's cold heart finally showed a slight wave of volatility. Suddenly, his mind raised a hint of enlightenment. Isn't the Tian Mo Six Seals simply not used for fighting martial arts, but for tempering the body?

This thought flashed through his mind, but at this time it was not a time to think about it.

I did not see the power, the power of the ocean inside the body, screaming, Tang Tianzi bright red light, the open arms did not move, the strength of the waist suddenly broke out, the body violently rotated.

The tight line of toughness is extremely tough, and the amazing power is uploaded from the dead line. The body of the death king is immediately unbalanced by this giant force.

They only feel that the body is light, and the clouds are foggy. They subconsciously firmly grasp the dead line.

The four death kings were even picked up by Tang Tian.

boom!

A death king, who had to fly up, was like a hammer that was picked up.

Hey!

This tough and incomparable death king was easily cut in half. The death king, who was cut in half, did not flow a drop of blood. The black sickle seemed to have a full meal and became more intense and dark, and continued to fly toward Tang Tian.

Tang Tian’s heart glimpsed, the body shape in the rotation did not stop at a slight point, but the toes were lightly on the ground.

boom!

The ground beneath his feet was smashed, and the rotating Tang Tian was like sliding on the ice, and it was amazed to slide a few feet to one side.

Hey!

Another death king, was photographed on the king's sickle, the death doll is like a paper paste, cut into two. The king's sickle even sucked the death of two kings, and became dark and black, with a hint of metallic luster.

It turned a strange arc in the air, with a stern cusp, and continued to shoot at Tang Tian.

Tang Tian did not think that this sickle was so strange.

I almost didn't want to, I didn't want to point my toes, and he was spinning at high speed.

In the midair, his hands suddenly looked forward, his palms were like lightning, grabbing the throats of two death kings, oh, the neck of the death king smashed. However, the death king is like two undead little strong, although the neck is broken, but still hands and feet and use the ground to attack Tang Tian.

In the heart of Tang Tian’s heart, the police were suddenly killed.

I didn’t want to think about it. I grabbed the palms of the two death kings and jerked them. The two kings flew away.

Bang!

They burst into two black mists in the air. What is strange is that the two groups of mists are condensed and not scattered, and they are like a living creature that squirms and can't tell the horrible.

Hey, the sickle is like a shark that smells awkward, rushing over, passing through two black mists. Two groups of black fog disappeared instantly, and there was no leftover. The black sickle stopped at this moment. It floated quietly in the air, completely changed its appearance, the wide blade, and the faces of the twisted and sinuous, arranged from small to large. The blade of the sickle is even more awkward. It is a row of sharp teeth with bloodshot threads. What is completely incompatible with the large blade is its slender long handle, which makes people suspect that it will break off with a little force.

The darkness of the heart, the horizon is bright red, two lines of red blood from his eyes squat down. The blood of large stocks, from his mouth and nose, squatting out.

A strange smile appeared on his face.

[The Scythe of Death]!

I did not expect that I could use this trick before I died.

He smiled heartily, and when he reached this point, he could not survive. However, his heart was full of fanaticism, his madness, the death of five consecutive death kings, and the mature and complete law burned four-fifths, finally creating this trick. The law of death is the undisputed ultimate killing, and it is one of the strongest killings in the entire death rule system.

It’s perfect.

You can also see your own death, you guys...

It is lucky to be able to die under this trick.

I am lucky to be able to die in front of this move.

Hahahaha...

Crazy laughter, he does not hide his body shape, his life's hard work, the darkness of his life, the stubbornness of his life, and his life is like a mustard. At this moment, he finally never imagined his life. A step to dare to step.

Everything belongs to death. The ants in his eyes are like this. He is also like this. He is nothing but the particles in the dust. His heart is toward the eternal darkness. That is his returning path. That is the origin of life.

Burning my broken body and returning to the lonely soil.

The blood that he continually oozes, suddenly a small black flame rises from the blood beads, and the mad face is calm. At this time, he can't tell the peace.

He wants to embrace death, the greatest and most eternal destination of the world.

The black fire devours his body.

This scene happened very fast, and soon everyone heard the crazy laughter, and it was too late to respond, and the heart was already swallowed up by the flames. He Xin’s body, in the black flame, melts like ice, and his face always has a calm and peaceful smile.

Such a strange scene, so that everyone is not stunned.

The black fire group was suspended in midair and squirming like a living thing. Suddenly, it turned into a black flame and crashed into the sickle.

The sickle did not move.

At this time, on the slender long pole, one palm grows at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when it grows to the elbow joint, it stops.

In the air, a solitary arm, clutching the sword of death.

The broken arm is not stout. On the contrary, it is thin and thin, and the skin is pale. The long fingers are firmly grasping the long handle of the sickle.

Hey!

The surrounding sounded neatly and coldly, and everyone looked white at this scene.

A solitary broken arm, holding a sickle, as if it had just been cut from a person, there is still a sticky blood flowing at the fracture. The sorrowful face of the knives is distorted. If there is no mourning, no matter how tight the ears are, it is impossible to stop these sounds. The cutting edge of the sharp teeth, slowly sliding, it is like a hungry beast, some impatient.

Tang Tian’s face finally changed.

He could feel that when this broken arm was completed, the sickle was so thick that it almost disappeared from the nose, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

If he didn't see the broken arm and the sickle with his own eyes, he couldn't notice anything there.

Among his minds, the demon who has never been faint, feels a huge threat at this time.

Xu Xiangdong in the distance, silently watching, gently chewing the bitter fruit in his mouth, the bitterness of the ink is getting bitter.

He Shu...

He was silent, he just shot, but he didn't shoot. He Shu has become the public enemy of all people, the deadly enemy of the entire Dongxian City, if he stands out, the entire Xu family will become the enemy of all.

He can't do that.

Looking at He Shu's burning rule, watching He Shu burn himself, watching the hand of Death hold the sickle.

He knows what this is, it is the arm of the **** of death, He Shu finally burns himself, finally glimpsed the [Hell] the figure behind the door ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although it is only an arm, but the arm of the **** of death, though Incomplete, but it still represents a higher level of power.

The face is dead.

There is not much hatred in his heart, hate a person who will die, he feels that there is no meaning.

But...

Many years ago, the blurred picture flashed in front of his eyes. The toddler's milk voice shouted at He Shu, and in the young light and shadow, there was always the figure that always held his smiling Mimi.

At the age of twelve, He Shu left.

Twenty years later, the murderous countless He Shu came back with countless blood and sorrowful souls, and came back with the fierce name of human life, and he became the uncle of the smiling Mimi.

He is the devil, my angel.

I can't shoot...

Xu Xiangdong looked up at his face, two lines of tears, rolling down his cheeks, and mixed with the dark bitter juice.

After a while, he wiped away his tears, ignoring his face with black bitter juice into a painted face, his eyes became hot and ruthless, his expression returned calm and calm. He didn't look at the figure below, it was already a dead man.

Can't let He Shu's sacrifice have no meaning.

Purple City!

He wants to grab the Purple City before everyone.

Take down Ziyan City, a large number of bitter prisoners, will let Xu set on a higher level. The purple city without ghosts is so tempting in his eyes as a beautiful woman without defense.

His eyes suddenly heated up.