Tianjian mountain top

The three figures stand in the peerless world. Behind them, there are terrible thoughts fluctuating. Qian Renxue and Bi bidong have endless anger in their eyes. They want to swallow Chen Xiaoming alive.

At the moment, Tang San looked slightly dignified. He looked at Qianren snow and bibidong on the other side, and then looked at Chen Xiaoming who got up slowly and calmly.

Even though he had become a God, Tang San found that he still couldn't see through Chen Xiaoming. Now Chen Xiaoming was covered with an illusory mist, which blocked his mind.

But for one thing, Tang San can be sure that Chen Xiaoming's call to come here is definitely not to help him resist qianrenxue.

After so many years together, Tang San still knows something about Chen Xiaoming's character.

To put it better, it's called a lifelong war, never stop.

To put it mildly, I've been pretending to force, or on the way to force.

For this, Tang San realized after his death. Thinking of the war of becoming God once said by Chen Xiaoming, Tang San felt that it should be today.

"Step."

Chen Xiaoming got up and stepped on the void. The faint spatial fluctuation went around. His figure flashed and stood in the middle of Tang San and others.

"After waiting for you for many years, you have finally become a god today!"

When the words fell, bidong's expression changed. The deep meaning of Chen Xiaoming's words seemed as if he knew he would become a God.

Such self-confidence, let bibidong have a kind of step by step into the trap of others, can not help but be cautious.

"Now on the continent, only you three can become God. Don't wait any longer."

With a sigh, after waiting for many years, Chen Xiaoming doesn't want to spend more time here. Although the small goal set in that year has not been achieved, the calculation can't keep up with the change.

Can the nine thousand year Soul Ring beat God? Come back and try again in the future.

His eyes swept over Tang San, Bi Bi Dong and Qian Ren Xue, and the corners of his mouth smiled. At the moment, the strongest three people in the mainland gathered together and it was time to start.

"Xiao San, let's fight with them. They said that when you become a God, you happen to be together today."

In the last battle, Chen Xiaoming didn't want to leave any regrets. His words fell. Chen Xiaoming's soul surged in his body. A silver wooden gun appeared in his hand. His figure flashed and went straight to Tang San.

"Miss Chen, you..."

"Ha ha, Xiao San, if you don't do it, I'll do it first."

Knowing Tang San's character, Chen Xiaoming had to do so in order to pull Tang San in. The silver dragon gun in his hand flashed, and a spirit of killing filled the air, and the terrorist waves on it gathered a little.

"Bang."

As soon as Tang San Shen's feeling changed, he waved the Poseidon Trident in his hand, and his divine power surged in his body. He took a hard blow. A magnificent force came from the Poseidon Trident. Tang San's face changed and his eyes were shocked.

"It's not good to keep your hands, otherwise I don't care if you get hurt."

Chen Xiaoming chuckled. Under the turbulence of the space in front of him, his figure disappeared again, appeared on the side of Tang Sanyi, pointed out the Dragon gun in his hand again, and went straight to Tang Sanmian.

"Not good."

Tang San felt the threat from the stabbing blow, which made the gun point a little bright and dark. The divine power in the body erupted, the blue light shrouded the Poseidon Trident, and the terrible power erupted from the artifact.

"Boom."

The terrible shock wave spread out, and Chen Xiaoming's figure flew backwards in an instant, but it was intact, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha, come on, let me see the power of Poseidon."

While flying upside down, Chen Xiaoming's eyes flashed, his body turned, his hands trembled slightly, two silver lights flew out, and went straight to qianrenxue and bibidong on the other side.

"Ding, Ding."

Seeing the attack, Qian Renxue and Bi bidong were stunned. Then anger appeared in their eyes, and their divine power broke out to resist the two silver lights.

"Chen! Xiao! Ming! You..."

"What are you? Don't you want to avenge me? If you don't do it now, when will you stay?"

Chen Xiaoming interrupts Qian Renxue's words. At the moment, Chen Xiaoming provokes Bi bidong and Qian Renxue. He wants to sit on the wall and watch the fire. He will defeat Tang San and then do it again. How can there be such a good thing.

The three of you are not gathered together to break one by one.

In a flash, Chen Xiaoming turned to qianrenxue and bibidong, regardless of Tang San.

"If you don't do it, I'm not polite."

Bibidong, who hasn't spoken for a long time, has a cold and murderous idea in her eyes. She has become the God of Luocha. She wants to try Chen Xiaoming's length and what capital she has to dare to make such a big talk.

"Arrogance!"

The figure flashed and moved. Her eyes instantly turned green. In that green, there was a layer of black like a cobweb, which looked very strange. A huge purple black sickle appeared in her hand out of thin air.

The purple magic light flowed, and the sickle instantly became a hundred meters in size. Bibidong's eyes flashed cold. The purple sickle crossed the sky, and his mind condensed on the sickle, and a unique breath rushed to Chen Xiaoming in an instant.

The extremely cold and evil mind broke out, and Chen Xiaoming could not help but frown. The feeling seemed to make him fall into an infernal hell, and his body was imprisoned.

"Hum, die."

Looking at Chen Xiaoming being imprisoned, bibidong showed no mercy and directly sickled at Chen Xiaoming's head. Tang San, who had been watching the war, was stunned and wanted to fight, but he felt a strange spatial fluctuation.

"Hum..."

When the purple sickle crossed the space, the space around Chen Xiaoming moved slightly, as if the water of the lake was rippled by the sickle. The ripples went around. When sweeping Chen Xiaoming's body, a silver light bloomed. Chen Xiaoming's body seemed to be integrated with the space and twisted with the ripples.

Bi bidong, who had succeeded in the attack, was stunned. His attack seemed to cross the air and did no harm to Chen Xiaoming at all.

"How is this possible?"

Even God couldn't block his attack so easily. Bitong didn't see what Chen Xiaoming had done. For a time, he couldn't help believing the words of thousands of Ren snow.

At the moment, not only Bi bidong was stunned, but also Tang San and Qian Renxue.

It seems that Chen Xiaoming just stood still and let bibidong cut him unharmed. For them who have become gods, they naturally understand the difficulty.

Whether it is qianrenxue or Tang San, they are confident that they can't do this step.

The space moved slightly, and Chen Xiaoming's body seemed to come out of the space. He looked at Bitong indifferently, with a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

"Alas, you are too weak. I'd better fight you as a God."