V2.Chapter 445

The original secret realm of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Dong Hu, who was so crushed that he couldn't lift his head, slowly raised his head and stood up.

At the same time, behind him, a phantom of an incomparably majestic fairy city slowly lifted a corner.

Just this corner.

Under that finger, the original secret realm of the Eastern Han Dynasty, which was about to collapse, quickly stabilized.

At the same time, the owner of the finger on the top of the head of the Eastern Han Dynasty's original secret realm was not surprised but delighted.

"The Supreme Immortal City?

There really is a fairy city!

Ants, offer the Supreme Immortal City, I can make you my general and give you eternal life! "

In the ecstatic voice, that extremely huge existence grabbed his fingers and grabbed Dong Hu again.

This time, he was no longer slow like a cat playing with a mouse like before.

Shot is full force.

The big hands descended from the sky and directly grabbed Dong Hu. The pressure on Dong Hu was more than ten times stronger than before.

Faced with this grab, Dong Hu clenched the long knife in his hand but still didn't know how to use it.

Because he knew very clearly how the power in his body came from the knife in his hand.

It was the sacrifice of the Wuhun and Wenpo of the original secret realm of the entire Eastern Han Dynasty.

It is the lives of his dozens of hundreds of brothers in exchange for his current one-hit power.

It was precisely because of the rare power of this blow that Dong Hu drew the knife very cautiously, holding the knife and thinking about how to get out.

I'm afraid that I'll let down the sacrificial knife sacrificed by hundreds of brothers!

And just when Dong Hu was thinking about what to do, he suddenly shouted in his ear: "Knife, you shouldn't be so hesitant to use it!

Don't think so much, chop it! "

Dong Hu didn't know who that voice was, but at this moment, Dong Hu subconsciously obeyed that voice, and slashed at the falling hand with the Seven Killing Knife in his hand.

On one side is the Putian Gailou, covering hundreds of thousands of miles of palms around.

On one side is a bloody long knife less than 1.5 meters.

For the existence above the Eastern Han Dynasty, Dong Hu's slash was simply ridiculous.

An existence at the peak of a demigod, who wants to challenge him with a broken artifact?

What are you kidding, he is a middle god!

Which middle god would be hurt by such a challenger...

"poof"

A crisp sound sounded.

Above the original secret realm of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the movement of that huge existence stopped.

It also showed an unbelievable expression on that huge face outside the original secret realm of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

"Why, how is it possible..."

In the next second, that overwhelming palm disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a ten-meter-high corpse that was separated from the palm fell from the sky.

A so-called mid-god-level existence died just like that.

This is Dong Hu's current strength.

However, at this moment, looking at the so-called middle god who just swaggered in front of him and fell down in front of him in the blink of an eye, Dong Hu didn't feel any joy on his face.

The development of the matter to the present stage has already exceeded his expectations.

Seriously hitting the limit of what he can accept!

Although he had been prepared from the very beginning, he knew what he would face and what he might lose when he was about to recast the Supreme Immortal Qin.

But he never thought that this day would come so soon.

All of a sudden, all the brothers and guides who supported him along the way all died in front of him.

Everyone, with their lives, paved a way for him to be invincible.

At this moment, standing on the Eastern Han Secret Realm, holding the Seven Killing Knife in his hand, breathing every breath of air, and even every movement of mana, Dong Hu felt full of guilt.

Everything that happened in front of him was completely different from what he had expected before.

He never thought of letting his brother pay for his ideals.

While Dong Hu was confused, a cold voice sounded.

"What are you doing? Why are you acting like a child? Don't you feel a sense of crisis?"

This was the voice that made him strike the knife just now.

Dong Hu was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly reacted.

"Who are you?"

"Does it matter who I am?"

The voice in Dong Hu's mind sounded.

"Stop worrying about those insignificant details, you're going to die!

The one you just killed is a god general of a god king.

before he died