The grave god is here!
This was the last scream of the old god with long arms and legs.
Then the flames rolled, and a huge golden flame more than thirty meters high illuminated the entire place!
Zhang Sanfen waved his hand and shouted: "Clean out the old gods first! Leave the S-level ones to me!"
Behind him, Queen Secret Heart, Zhang Baiqiang, and Dong Yi suddenly dispersed and rushed into the old gods without fear. in the queue.
It is difficult to kill the old gods. This is the consensus reached by almost all the powerful people.
Especially the old gods who have returned to S level are simply invincible Xiaoqiang. As long as there is still a little bit of soul left, they can continue to lie dormant, waiting for the opportunity to wake up again.
So even after the war between gods eight thousand years ago, nearly one-third of the three thousand old gods were lost.
But eight thousand years later, the lost souls are still slowly recovering. As long as they are given some more time, these old gods who were killed will rise again.
But this time the old gods seemed to have met their nemesis.
That's all for Zhang Sanfen, who is known as the God-Slaying Mad Demon. The Sun's Golden Crystal Flame can really burn the soul.
This guy can fight one against two, or even one against three, or against four or five.
But behind Zhang Baiqiang, a forbidden symbol appeared on his forehead. All the old gods who faced him were suppressed to death, and then they were beaten to pieces by him like idiots.
The guy holding the golden page was also very impressive. It wasn't until the souls of the old gods were sucked in that the old gods screamed: List of Gods!
This thing was a supreme artifact eight thousand years ago, and it was basically the book of life and death for S-class experts!
The strong man who created the Conferred Gods List at that time had traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers, in the sky and on the earth, and collected the soul waves of all the S-class strong men he encountered and included them in it.
All S-class experts from eight thousand years ago are on the list of gods.
This is not the scariest thing.
The scariest thing is the petite and cute girl in a white dress.
Her white skirt fluttered, like a blooming white lotus shuttle among the old gods.
Only the huge ax in his hand gave people an extremely uncoordinated feeling.
Especially the appearance of this ax is exactly the same as the ax used by Pangu, it is like the second sky-opening ax!
These are three false gods!
A false god who has embarked on the road of questioning his heart.
Just wait until one day, they can become real S-class after their enlightenment!
Just when Zhang Sanfen was charging into the group of old gods, Moren's empty shadow trembled slightly.
Adam next to him noticed the change in Moren's aura and said with a smile: "Mr. Moren, you are scared." "
Zhang Sanfen is a famous calf protector. No one can bully his brother." "
But what about you? , but watched a group of old gods bullying He Yongheng, and even bet that He Yongheng would die."
Mo Ren said angrily: "There is no shame in being afraid of Zhang Sanfen! Except for those top strong men, who is not afraid of Zhang Sanfen's potential? This guy is a pervert! He is obviously an ordinary person, only over 20 years old, how can he become so strong!"
The prophet said softly: "They are the trendsetters of the times."
"Zhang Sanfen, Zhang Baiqiang, Dongyi, Queen Secret Heart, as well as Chu Wu, Wei Wuguo, Xu Zhenshi, and the old boss who is about to die." "
They are all the backbone of this era."
"If you want to destroy Middle-earth, you must first interrupt These backbones."
"Mo Ren, even though you have inherited the civilization of Atlantis, you will never be as good as them."
Moren sneered: "The trend-setter of the times? When the times undergo great changes, the first They are the ones who are being criticized to death!" "No matter how powerful Zhang Sanfen is, can he be stronger than God? No matter how powerful Wei Wuguo is, can he be more powerful than the great Cthulhu? Can the boss control the destiny of the country and stop Penglai Immortal Lord?"
"Prophet, the future is already hazy. Even you can't see through the fog!"
"What's more, do you know that there is no one else lurking in the dark?"
The prophet said with a smile: "Similarly, don't you think I don’t know if there are other strong men coming from Middle-earth?”
…
On the battlefield, an old man carrying a long sword stood in the darkness.
The aura on his body was close to nothing, and the fluctuations in his soul seemed to have stopped.
Even if an S-class expert passes by here, he may not be able to notice that there is still a person standing here.
It wasn't until He Yongheng was unconscious and Pangu's soul came out of his body to control the body that the old man's eyes moved slightly.
The long sword on his back trembled extremely slightly, and the black and white sword light penetrated the scabbard, cutting the old man's clothes and the ground.
Suddenly, a voice appeared next to the old man: "Old He, do you want to draw your sword?"
Why Bu Lai still closed his eyes and replied: "My grandson is in danger now."
The voice sighed: "You are now If you draw your sword, you will lose the deterrent against the strong ones in the extreme realm."
"The great Cthulhu, Messiah, and Penglai Immortal Lord do not dare to show their faces, just because they are afraid of your sword." "This sword
hides Feng Ba For thousands of years, once the sword is drawn, it will be earth-shattering and unbeatable. But once the sword is drawn, they will no longer have any scruples!"
"You have to be patient! Only when Wei Wuguo takes the ultimate step can you draw the sword!"
Why not? Lai replied: "Old Zhang, my grandson is dying!"
Zhang Shijie smiled and said: "My grandson is trying to save your grandson. Believe me, he will succeed!"
"This sword of yours cannot be used now. Pull out!"
In the darkness, Zhang Shijie, the S-class strongman who had been guarding the First Academy of Sciences and the head of the Zhang family in Taihang Mountain, quietly walked out.
He first looked at Bai Tianxia, who was about to be beaten to death by Emperor Fengdu, and then at Zhang Sanfen and the other four people who were trying hard to get closer to He Yongheng.
Finally he set his sights on the darkness.
On the other side of his gaze, the prophet, Moren, and Adam all felt the pressure from their souls.
Zhang Shijie said with a smile: "In a battle between gods, all kinds of monsters and monsters will appear."
"Old He, listen to my advice and wait a moment! Before Wei Wuguo reaches the extreme, you are the sharpest weapon in Middle-earth. Sword!"
"This sword of yours should be used by strong men in the ultimate realm!"
"He Yongheng will not die, I will stake my life on it!"
He Bu Lai closed his eyes again, the sharp sword intent on his body Also quietly dissipated.
He said softly: "I hope these people don't go too far!"
"Otherwise, when the divine sword is unsheathed, all souls will be annihilated here!" (End of Chapter)