Chapter 3842

"Whew!"

"Buzz!"

The domineering sword defeated the energy axe, still carrying the power of destroying everything, ferociously rushed to the ancient god of Xingtian.

Such a terrible sword power, the ancient god of torture at this time, I'm afraid it can't stop.

"Xingtian area!"

The ancient god of Xingtian had a gloomy face and roared.

The field of terror is displayed, which instantly condenses the field space and traps the wind.

Feng Wuchen didn't change his face. On the contrary, he sneered and said, "Xingtian is supreme. Now, can I understand that you are the limit in your field?"

"Your divine power has been consumed a lot, and your breath has been weakened a lot. You have no chance to win me."

"The wind is clean. Don't be happy too soon. My field is not suppressed by your divine power, but your divine power will be suppressed by my field!" The ancient god of Xingtian cried angrily.

"You decide that your field can suppress my power?" Feng Wuchen asked with a sneer.

Can it be suppressed?

No way!

The field of Xingtian has been put into practice. Why is it that the air of wind and dust is not suppressed?

"How could that be?" The ancient god of Xingtian was shocked again. I can't believe it.

The strong one in Xingtian field is second only to Pangu field!

But it's such a powerful field that it can't suppress the power of wind and dust!

"Xingtian is supreme. Your field is not good. It's rubbish. I'll show you what is a powerful field!" The winning ticket is completely in the grip of the wind.

"Chaotic spiritual realm!" The wind has no dust suddenly burst to drink a, immediately cast field.

"Boom

"Poof!"

"Click!"

The chaotic spiritual field is displayed, and suddenly it explodes. The domineering power of the field explodes, which directly shocks the ancient gods of Xingtian to spit blood, and the Xingtian field collapses and breaks on the spot.

"It's impossible... It's... What's the field? The power of this seat is dissipated in an instant! " The ancient gods of Xingtian were confused.

What kind of terrifying field is this?

As soon as fengwuchen was launched, he directly destroyed his field, leaving no residue.

Xingtian, the ancient god, has lived for thousands of years and has never seen such a terrifying field.

The field is broken, the ancient god of Xingtian's injury worsens instantly, and his old face is extremely pale.

The space of chaotic spiritual realm is an endless space of stars, which is very dazzling and full of mystery.

The whole realm of chaotic spirit is the breath of eternal divine power.

The tyrannical suppression in the field makes the ancient god of Xingtian gasp for breath.

What's more frightening to the ancient god of Xingtian is that the divine power in his body can't motivate him.

The ancient divine power is completely suppressed by the eternal divine power!

How can the ancient god of Xingtian resist the wind and dust?

Isn't it just for the wind and dust to kill?

"The wind is clean, what is this field? Why can you break my field in a moment? " Xingtian asked in horror. He didn't believe that fengwuchen had such a terrible field.

"You don't know yet." The cold and piercing sound of fengwuchen suddenly sounded behind the ancient god of Xingtian.

The Dragon God sword is on the shoulder of the ancient god of Xingtian. As long as the wind and dust slide gently, it can seal the throat with a sword.

"You In ancient times, Xingtian's air made the viscera tumbling violently.

"Xingtian is supreme, you lose!" Fengwuchen stares at the ancient god of Xingtian coldly, his mind moves, and the chaotic spiritual field is removed.

Instantly back to the seventh level of dimensional space.

"The field of Xingtian is broken! How is that possible? " The ancient god of black dragon was extremely frightened, and his pale old face was petrified in an instant.

"Xing Tian is seriously injured!" Qingxu ancient god was shocked, and a strong uneasiness came to his heart.

"Is the field of Xingtian broken so easily? How can wind and dust have such power? " Xuankong ancient god was stunned, a look of ghost.

Donghuang Zhizun, panguxi and 100 Zhizun all look silly.

"The wind is clean, look at the people who can lead to chaos!" Suddenly the voice of chaos came.

"Ancestor of chaos, although I don't know what happened in those years, I think it must have something to do with chaos, and it's not small." The wind has no dust.

"You're right. I'll tell you later." The ancestral voice of chaos.

"I see." Fengwuchen said that if it wasn't for the sound from chaos, fengwuchen really wanted to kill the ancient god of Xingtian immediately.

"Xingtian is supreme. You can't fight any more. You've destroyed thirty-six and thirty-five chongtian, and let my dragon soul die miserably. You don't want to live!" The wind is clean, the forest is cold, the words are cold and piercing, without the slightest human feelings.

"You are the loser. I have nothing to say. If you want to kill me, kill me!" The ancient god of Xingtian was fierce and fearless of death.The ancient god Xingtian was seriously injured, so he didn't have the ability to resist.

"Xingtian is supreme. Don't worry, I will kill you. Even if you have the support of the strong in chaos, you will die today, but let's see how they die first!" The wind is dust-free and cold.

The ancient god of Xingtian, with a pale old face, is extremely gloomy and ferocious.

Thirteen ancient gods destroyed thirty-six and thirty-five heavens.

Other forces can ignore fengwuchen, but the ancient god Pavilion, the ancient Dan temple, the Shendan Pavilion, the dragon soul and many other ancient beasts died miserably. Will fengwuchen let them go?

Fengwuchen glanced at the ancient gods of black dragon. After a crazy battle of life and death, the eleven ancient gods were also injured to varying degrees. Their power consumption was huge, and they could not last long.

Donghuangzhizun and panguxi also suffered a lot.

If there were not 300 puppets, they would not be able to compete with ancient gods.

"Join forces to kill seven of them, the black dragon, the four beasts. Leave them to me!" The wind is dust-free and cold, and the overbearing blood burst out, forcibly suppressing the black dragon, the ancient god, and their four beasts.

The black dragon, the ancient god and other four beasts have been injured. Their power consumption is huge, and they can't resist the suppression of blood at the moment.

At the command of fengwuchen, many puppets rush to Qingxu ancient god crazily.

Each of them dealt with dozens of puppets, as well as the supreme leader of the Eastern Emperor. They were under great pressure.

Now there are more than 100 puppets added in. Even if they are ancient gods, they can't sustain the heavy bombardment of puppets and the top 100 powerful people in pangujing.

Once the imagination is serious, it will consume a lot of energy.

"Boom boom!"

"Buzz!"

The puppets and the top 100 powerful people in Pangu territory continuously exert their hegemonic and terrifying Pangu decisions, constantly collide with ancient gods, forcing them to consume their divine power.

The terror force madly forced to touch, Qingxu ancient god, their injury gradually worsened, and finally there was no strength to resist.

"The wind is clean! You bastard The ancient gods were furious and scolded.

"Kill them! None of them The wind is clean and the forest is cold.

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