Chapter 668

With piercing laughter, des slaughtered hundreds of thousands of elite mercenaries in the Western defense line, killed hundreds of extraordinary soldiers above level 6 pieced together by various mountain countries, and then disappeared into the mountain forest in the form of dense fog.

No one has time to stop him.

No one can find him.

Just being called back, DES, the owner of hundreds of millions of coffins and cemeteries, whose strength is at the lowest point, slipped away easily.

Everyone's heart is heavy.

Gods and things like that

When he suddenly appeared in front of himself from the myth, the psychological impact was extremely huge.

In particular, this is not a good good thing, but an evil spirit who takes killing all creatures as his own duty and stands on the opposite side of all creatures.

"What shall we do?" An admiral from nice United Kingdom asked the audience.

No one's talking. No one's talking.

No one knows what to do.

Over the years, it's been 1380 years, and it's been more than 1000 years. No one has ever dealt with the gods. Among the people present, Margaret III, the oldest, is less than 100 years old

God knows what to do.

Joe asked for a cigar from Hessian, held it in his mouth and didn't light it, so he felt the strong smell of tobacco. He looked at the pale faces of all the people present, and hesitated a little and said, "or are we going to... Kill the gods?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Qiao said vaguely: "in the bedtime story that my mother told me, there is also a legend of killing gods... Those elite teams, which are composed of the top elites in the mainland, resolutely challenge the evil gods for the welfare of the mainland, and finally kill them."

A great God in a silver robe gave Joe a cold look: "but, boy, fairy tales are just fairy tales... In the secret scriptures of the Church of cinnamon, mortals in medland have never challenged gods to succeed... Only gods can defeat them."

Joe raised his eyebrows. "Oh, oh, that's to say... Does al have a God?"

Joe remembered what Salian had said to him.

Since al organization can take gods as prey, and they can raise, suppress and seal gods, according to the old God official, there must be gods in Al organization.

The old priest gave Joe a meaningful look, and his eyes focused on the saint badge of the cinnamon church hanging on Joe's collar fragment. She nodded to Joe and didn't say much.

Marguerite III shook the sword in her hand. The deep sound of the sword sounded and a touch of black smoke spewed out.

She shakes her hand and throws the sword out from dozens of miles away.

"Doren, give this guy some swords to wake him up."

Margaret III screamed.

Her heart was full of anger, as well as the Church of this group of sticks great resentment - good situation, two new gods actually in full view of the promotion success.

They had a chance to suppress des.

What happened?

That bastard of the church, he didn't say a word and started to fight in the nest.

Well, des has escaped... However, looking at the direction of his escape, daboga, the home of the two churches, is also in the western mountains. Hehe, if des breaks into Dabo

Duolun, who is holding the God of the church, takes hold of heilinger's killing with his backhand.

He laughed: "old man, remember me? I'm Duolun... Remember when we fought side by side, I personally cut off 30000 heads of barbarians in Xueyuan and cast Jingguan in the north? "

Hellinger's killing broke out with a terrible roar, and the "hissing" scream rang through the world.

His sword body began to expand and quickly expanded to the most suitable size of Duolun, who was more than 100 feet high.

"Ah, ah, isn't it? You haven't had enough all these years? I know, I know, Marguerite, she looks crazy, but compared with me, she has a soft hand. "

"She has killed no more than a thousand people over the years? Ah, far less than me? "

"Margaret oh... My daughter..."

Doron burst out laughing. In the laughter, he raised Hellinger's killing and struck the church God on the shoulder with a sharp sword. A shrill cry came, a huge golden arm gushing with golden flame, swirling high."Doron... Stop... We're allies, we're allies!"

The God of the church, who had been badly injured, hissed and roared. His body stopped struggling and quickly calmed down.

Lying flat in the air, he took a calm posture and looked at Duolun gently: "Your Majesty, we should stop fighting each other. Our enemy is the abyss, DES, not each other!"

Doran looked at the guy coldly: "awake?"

The church God smiles: "I'm completely awake, I've regained my consciousness, I've completely regained my consciousness... You know, when I stepped into the realm of God from a mortal, my spirit was impacted so strongly that I did something so unwise just now."

Don't make excuses, I understand, I understand... Hey, who are you? Mu, or do I know Tudor Saint Zion, the lion in the blood curtain for 60 years

The God of the church narrowed his eyes: "this question, is it important? Shouldn't our most important question now be... "

A fierce evil spirit flashed in Duolun's eyes.

He grinned, and then, amid the screams of terror from countless churches, he struck the head of the church God with a sword.

The black divine light passed through the golden God, and a greedy will came out of the killing of the black Regel. The essence of the life of the church God, the source of his strength, and the branding of his soul were all devoured by the killing of black Regel.

"You'd better die." Doron stood up slowly, spewing chaos and evil power waves all over his body, and his fierce eyes swept over everyone present: "if you are sure, old brothers from the abyss, you can try to break through the spirit realm... But the church is an exception."

"Golden Oak church, silver laurel church, you idiots, you are not allowed to venture to break through the hidden dangers inside your souls until they are solved... I don't want to see a lot of people coming to me for trouble."

Duolun nodded to the people present: "brothers, keep an eye on each other. No breakthrough is allowed in the church. We must reach this consensus, otherwise, it's not chaotic enough?"

These epics, legends and demigods from the weeping city of the abyss looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

Doron's opinion is not bad even for the extraordinary powers of the church.

What just happened, we all see it in our eyes and keep it in mind... It's just that no one said it.

In the distance, the gate of the abyss in the center of port Tulun roared again.

Tide like abyssal creatures, surging over, they use the fastest speed, rushed to the west, was broken a huge gap in the defense line.

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