Chapter 711

God down.

God only came into the world.

In a world where there is no room for gods.

This is a challenge, an opportunity for the world, but more likely, a disaster.

The original power of the world collides with and merges with the divine power that invades the world, and finally turns into a torrent of cold ice, like a volcanic eruption, rising from the sky and covering the four fields with the declared body as the center!

Shen Zhenyi asked Chu Huoluo three people to block Xuanyan, just to let them improve their own realm by revealing the power of no owner.

As for the real obstruction of divine power, it is not what the three of them can do.

The torrent of ice still continues.

Chu Huoluo has already retreated to Shen Zhenyi, watching the wanton ice storm destroy everything.

The old woman was overjoyed and prostrated in the air, but God didn't give her pity. If there was a real ice flood, only a bright and transparent ice sculpture fell and broke to pieces.

Princess long exclaimed and covered her mouth.

I don't know where the old lady came from, but her cultivation level is still above them. Under the ice torrent, she has no resistance at all.

"This is Shenwei."

Shen Zhenyi is indifferent and smiles, and doesn't care.

"Above the divine light, it turns into divine power, with infinite changes, and it hurts people invisibly."

He stopped and said, "it's just that in the world of seven injuries, it can't be fully displayed, so you don't have to worry about it."

The change of quality leads to the opponent at a lower level who can not resist at all.

Of course, only at the moment of God's arrival can some divine power be revealed - otherwise, if the true God comes to the world and sweeps the seven wounded world, the ideal of Xuanjia may be realized.

In the distance, there were also a few whines.

After being slaughtered by the sick sword Xianyuan mountain, the team chasing Xuanyan did not dare to get closer. However, there were scouts who wanted to see what the Xuanjia were up to. At this moment, a closer look on the blood mold, in the cold under the invasion of the divine power, even run too late, and the old woman to return to the same fate.

"Xuanjia You have a God? "

Far away, the master of the golden dress Association stood at the head of the masked man with a frightened face.

If you look up, you can see a vast expanse of mountains, dancing silver snakes, flying like wax statues, frozen heaven and earth.

There are only a few living people left in this world.

In the middle of the ice and snow, the blood red and cold propaganda of his eyes was suspended in the air, his arms drooped and his clothes waved.

On the other side, Shen Zhenyi sits on the crystal throne, surrounded by Chu Huoluo, Princess long and zining Jun, while Miss yuan shrinks and hides behind him.

She had never seen such a terrible sight!

I can't catch up with my father's ability all my life. If you can go back alive this time, you should finish everything as soon as possible, hide in the country and live a safe life! Without diamond, you can't do this porcelain work!

They attracted the attention of Xuanyan.

Xuanyan's eyes were cold and commanding. After sweeping Shen Zhenyi and others, Xuanyan began to scold: "mole ants!"

His voice became a mature man with a buzzing echo.

"It's not him..."

Miss yuan was pale, and she said.

"Not bad."

Shen Zhen yihun didn't care: "this is the residual consciousness of the God, which has not been fully integrated with Xuanyan's consciousness, but it's just such a short time."

He played down and didn't pay attention to God.

"Bold!"

Xuanyan was furious and yelled.

"It's disgusting that you don't return under my frigid majesty."

"In that case, you can't live or die!"

When the power of ice drops, everything turns into the origin of ice, and there are no more life and accidents. This is the beauty of purity and transparency.

Seeing a few foreign bodies close at hand, God instinctively disgusts.

As a fragment of the noumenon consciousness, emotion is extremely magnified, and there is no capacity for rational thinking, only relying on instinct. The false god held out his hand without hesitation.

A cold cage appeared out of thin air and fell from the sky, to imprison Shen Zhenyi and others!

Life and death, all in my hands!

"You don't have to take it out."

Shen Zhenyi is absent-minded and does not move. He just opens his mouth and blows gently. He listens to the sound of crashing. The ice cage is smashed and turns into dust.

Xuanyan's face was stagnant.

This is the first time he looks at Shen Zhenyi.

"You are stronger than I am."

In this kind of low-level world, there should not be any powerful human beings. Under the divine power, they should all be enemies that can be annihilated in the mind. But Maybe it's because I'm so weak that Shenwei can be offset.But it's just a fluke.

As long as you are a little more serious, you can easily take the other side's life.

He holds the crown of ice and snow in his hand and controls the law of cold.

All living creatures deserve to crawl at the bottom of his feet and cry and beg!

In this extremely weak moment, it is the greatest honor for a human being to have a positive dialogue and confrontation!

"I give you reward, I give you glory! Let you do it, let you know how stupid it is to fight against God. "

The body of a child makes a wild laugh, which makes Chu Huoluo and others feel palpitating.

"Draw your sword! I know you are a swordsman

The swordsman of mankind is always arrogant.

He wants to destroy each other's swords and trample on his pride. This is the way god gets along with people.

Shen Zhenyi is still.

He glanced at Xuan Yan and shook his head slightly: "I don't need to draw my sword. All things in the world, including the ice torrent, are my sword. "

"Even you, the weak God, are just my sword."

"I don't need a sword anymore."

He spoke with sincerity, but all he said was true.

But this immediately angered Xuan Yan.

How can a God be someone else's sword?

This is the biggest insult to him!

"You want to die!"

Xuanyan roared and folded his hands to form a triangular handprint. In the fingerprints, the ice and snow whirled, like a huge black hole, spewing out an infinite stream of ice to devour everything!

The first to bear the brunt is Shen Zhenyi, who sits idly on the crystal throne!

Originally spread in the world of ice torrent, has been able to freeze everything, now gathered in one place, such as the dragon!

Can't resist, destroy everything!

This is the punishment of cold God and the ultimate destination of hell!

Shen Zhenyi just smiles.

The terrible torrent came before him, but did not bring fear and destruction.

He didn't even have a hair in disorder. His white clothes tied his hands, and his posture was like flowing clouds and flowing water.

He did not get up.

Just a little wave.

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