King of Gods

"嘣啼轰——"

On the soul level, there is a violent shock, and even an illusion of material space shaking.

The purple god, the war violent, surrounded by a vast red wind power, roaring, its power can penetrate the soul level, and even affect the material world.

At the other end, the darkness of the darkness of death, the huge shadow, for the first time, a hint of panic

The death shackles are not really coming, but are connected to the sky.

It can display "death gaze" across the air, but it is not good at the positive "meat" of this **** eye at the soul level.

boom

The great impact of the purple gods has made the dark and dark shadows appear a trend of instability.

"Junior...this is your time."

The illusion of death in the void, a strange rotation contraction, turned into a small black spot.

After the death, the "death gaze" is displayed across the sky and consumes a lot.

What's more, the death emperor itself did not heal, but also suffered a strong rebound from Zhao Feng.

The death emperor knows that it is unrealistic to want to obliterate Zhao Feng this time.

Instead of being countered.

It is better to quit automatically and keep some energy.

唰

Before the "Death of Death" turned into a small black spot, it was about to disappear, and the huge shock wave carried by the purple **** was swallowed up in front.

Huge

The area where the death plague was originally was replaced by a huge purple god, and the red wind was roaring and raging, and the willpower was shocked.

this moment.

Zhao Feng's willpower, his strength is not lost to the virtual god, and the violent violent, unpretentious momentum.

噗嗤

The plague of death has long since disappeared, but it is just a place where a black smoke rises.

"Running is fast"

The huge purple **** reveals a touch of color.

In the counterattack of Zhao Feng's last moment, the death emperor retreats decisively, not to be deceitful.

In this way, the price paid by the death emperor is reduced to a minimum.

Although the death of the Emperor was fast, it was still affected by a bit of resentment, and the price paid must be greater than the last deal with Emperor Jinyun.

"The Great, he turned out to be..."

Nine dead guards in the scene, in the impact just now, Qi Qi vomiting blood, pale.

boom

The purple **** that blended into the heavens and the earth, shot a courageous will that was shocked by the heavens and the earth, swept past the nine dead guards.

In the will of the power, accompanied by the slamming of the thunder, the soul of the nine dead guards was instantly destroyed.

"Ah, ah"

The nine dead guards, all of them.

One shot

The huge purple **** is essentially a form of the gods' eyes, and Zhao Feng’s form of "the soul of the soul"

In this state, the combat power of Zhao Feng's soul is extremely strong, and the fit with the heavens and the earth is stronger.

hiss

The demigods and the priests can't help but **** a cold air.

The general king, after the birth of the Yuan Soul, is often an escape, or other special purpose, rarely to fight.

Like Zhao Feng, after the Yuan Soul was born, it was rare to have such a arrogant battle.

唰

The purple eyelids that cover the world suddenly disappeared from the place, and the next moment, they returned to Zhao Feng.

call

Zhao Feng’s body began to move, the left scorpion turned purple, and the hair became lavender.

After returning to the flesh, Zhao Feng found that his body was soaked in cold sweat.

The previous battle was too thrilling.

Fortunately, the deity of the death emperor did not come, and the shape was not at its peak.

The “death gaze” that is used across the sky is costly and has various limitations.

"However, after this defeat, the death emperor wants to return to the peak state, it should take a month or two.

Zhao Feng’s eyes flashed and he said.

With the failure of the "Death of Death" across the air, the battle on the field has ended.

The ghost king was beaten almost collapsed, but after the "death gaze" was launched, he escaped a piece of spiritual debris.

The yin and yang king's body was destroyed, and the ghost soul that was hit hard, seeing the momentum is wrong, has slipped away.

The two kings of the dead, even if they can save their lives, but want to reshape the flesh, or win the battle, return to the peak strength, at least several years, or even more than ten years.

After a big fight.

No matter Zhao Feng, or a half-sacred child, the lord, they are very exhausted.

"Master, do we want to start quickly, or the death emperor..."

There is a deep fear in the eyes of the lord.

The death emperor, who is separated from several groups and cross-space attacks, has the ability to obliterate the great emperor.

If his deity appears, all the secrets of death, forbidden, and without restrictions, the consequences are untenable.

"No hurry"

Zhao Feng does not deny the terrorist strength of the deity of the Emperor. If he really comes, he or she may be spiked.

But even the great emperor can't easily cross such a long distance, unless it is a time and space.

What's more, the death of the emperor is already a big expense.

"Go ahead"

Zhao Feng let the ghost ship and the sea ship enter the void ocean.

Not long.

Somewhere in the void of the sea, there is a young figure in a state of coma and suspended animation.

The youth, just before, was smashed into the void of the sea, the unknown of Wen Luoan.

Previously, in the face of the death of the soul array, Zhao Feng's first breakthrough was Wen Luo'an.

Zhao Feng is scheduled to use the strong vitality of the blood of the Wenluoan Taigu Wanzuo list, and should not die easily.

哗哗

In the turbulent surge of water, Wen Luo'an body fretting and barely opened his eyes.

Until then, there was a sharp pain in Wen Luo'an's soul, and there was a sense of paralysis in the body.

"Soul Chain"

Zhao Feng’s left-hander, locked Wen Luo’an, and imprisoned his soul.

A faint purple electric chain, tied its soul, five flowers.

In this way, even if Wen Luoan wants to commit suicide, he can do nothing.

Meow meow

The little thief poked his claws and stunned Wen Luoan.

At this time, Wen Luo'an, the soul body, was all fatally wounded and extremely weak.

"this is a good chance."

Zhao Feng clicked.

He no longer hesitated, and he will rush into the depths of Wen Luo'an's soul and lay down the "Mind of Hearts".

It is different from the kind of heart.

Once you have "meditation", you will completely enslave your goals from your soul.

of course.

This kind of meditation is strong, but it has a strong control over the growth potential of the target.

Because the target's mental thinking is completely enslaved and loses the true "independence", similar to an obedient one, it is very difficult to make further breakthroughs.

and so.

Zhao Feng did not show his heart to the "semi-god young children"; the wisdom of the latter would rather die than become willing to become a complete slave.

The demigods and the priests were all given to them.

Meditation, like a seed of death in the soul, a time bomb.

Zhao Feng’s idea can make the target fly away.

Therefore, the kind of mind is to control the life and death, to the slave goal; the goal has its own thinking, may be rebellious, but the growth potential is not affected.

Two days later.

The ghost ship and the sea ship, and one end of the distance, have already entered the new group.

"the host"

A youthful voice with fear in a weakness appears in the captain's room.

Wen Luoan, half a squat in front of Zhao Feng, was respectful.

He looked at Zhao Feng's gaze, not only in awe, but also in a surrender from the heart.

The half-god boy and the little thief cat are watching curiously.

"I don't know, Zhao Feng will deal with the disciples of the death emperor."

The half-god boy’s heart is awkward and heavy.

After planting the meditation, even if it is a beast, the mythical blood of the Wanbang list is like a scorpion.

The demigods and young children are always living in the shadow of the crisis of “meditation”; after the rebirth of blood, his life and death are under the control of Zhao Feng.

And the kind of heart, and then step by step, is the heart of the heart.

Captain's interior.

Zhao Feng had a cross-examination of Wen Luoan, who knew all the questions.

"It’s no wonder that the death chasing and killing has always been a ghost. There is still a **** sacred person."

In the cross-examination, Zhao Feng learned a lot of news.

You must know that the land of Canghai is so vast. Even if there is induction, want to chase a person, like a needle in a haystack.

What's more, Zhao Feng cut the induction to the extreme.

Zhao Feng thought that his luck was too bad, he was successively chased and killed by death.

"The fate of fate?"

The demigods and the little thief cats are all a touch of color.

Among the eight great gods, the **** of destiny is the most special.

Its combat power is not the strongest, perhaps the weakest combat power.

However, the terrible power of destiny is the most untouchable and uncontrollable.

In the days of the ancient world, after the ancient times, the ancient times, the ancient times, how many heroes were born?

That one-time arrogance, the world's great power, and ultimately can not escape the fate of the world.

Subsequently.

Zhao Feng conducted a comprehensive search for Wen Luo'an, and learned a lot about the "Death Emperor". Even his living habits and his personal preferences were not missed.

Know thyself, ever-victorious.

Zhao Feng and the death emperor are on the road of confrontation. It is not that you die, that is, that I live.

It is necessary to understand more details of the enemy.

After two hours.

"Wen Luoan, go back to your master."

Zhao Feng ordered.

"Yes, master."

Wen Luoan looked at the surrender and surrendered, and left the ghost ship.

Captain's interior.

Zhao Feng sat cross-legged and closed up.

Nowadays, he is almost the same as the king of the virtual gods, and he is only strong or weak.

He only has the amount of real yuan, and there are some shortcomings.

Still half a step, he is the perfect king.

The sailing route of the ghost ship is still unchanged. It is only in the pirate holy land, staying for more than a month, and then continue to the direction of the "Tianshengqin Palace".

Half a month later.

In a small field of a miniature mountain forest.

Overlooking the sky, the entire area is covered with green mountains and trees.

In a quiet canyon.

rub

Wen Luo'an's painful figure fell to a hole near the hole.

thump

Wen Luoan fell to the ground and gnawed his teeth: "Master... I have important news."

"Three Highnesses"

Two dead guards, quickly helped Wen Luoan.

"An Er, you are still alive..."

A voice rang out of nowhere.

唰

A dark, ancient, deep, tall figure, like the shadow of death, appeared in front of Wen Luoan.

The death emperor was weak and weak, but he was somewhat surprised and looked at his disciples.

Suddenly, he seemed to be inductive and his face changed suddenly.

Just at the next moment.

In front of Wen Luoan, looking pale, the body really swayed, the whole person turned into a burning Jinyang blood day, and instantly blew.

"boom--"

In a blast of sound, hundreds of miles round, the **** golden flame produced by Wen Luo'an self-explosion engulfed, the canyon in front of him, instantly flattened to the ground.