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The wind is rising, the wind is howling, and it is involved here, covering the whole holy city.

He grasped the thick arm, dressed and hunted. His long hair began to fly, and he put on his crown and ink. In an instant, five senses and six senses were rapidly enlarged, and a huge sword appeared in his pupil.

Whoa!

He began to lift his arms, heavy sound, like the sound of hell broken, filled every corner of heaven and earth, deafening there is a kind of harsh, direct to the soul of the kind.

Mo Zi was awe inspiring.

After death, countless strong people suffocated again.

Then, the breath of the emperor began to roll out.

The big arms are zooming in, from miles to tens of miles, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, even covering the whole city.

He will destroy the city of God.

He's not kidding.

It's true.

On this day, the sky of the city of God was dark and never recovered.

Countless lives began to scream, blood burst, flowing into a river, Mozi also at this moment backward, away from the battlefield.

Boom!

The sky began to collapse, the city turned into ruins, smoke and dust, the whole world is only killing.

He is serious.

Even if there are millions of creatures in the city, he still wants to destroy all. At this moment, his back is so resolute.

But no one knows that in his firm heart, there is a deep remorse and repentance. After all, it is a million lives, but what can he do? He couldn't control that arm precisely, and he couldn't kill anyone he wanted.

So, he has only one choice.

In addition, only by destroying the whole city can we be sure that the holy palace has been sunk.

The killing was rolling, accompanied by shouts.

His heart was choking and aching, and the liquid was shining across his cheek. He didn't think he was crying, but he couldn't stop the tears.

Behind him, his friends, one by one, opened their mouths.

Yu Mengting quickly covered wood's eyes and whispered, "don't look."

This is a huge destruction, that stands for ages of God City, in this moment turned into ruins.

The strength of the arm extended to the deep, and began to rush to the ancient temple. Even at this moment, the small world also appeared a beautiful ripple, and countless powerful people in the holy palace showed their astonishment.

Click!

The broken runes are there.

A strong man in the holy palace roared and wanted to kill him. However, the power of the great emperor directly killed him, and the spirit and spirit were all extinguished at the first time.

Some people have revived the terrible soldiers, or summoned the ancient fierce beasts.

can be a bubble under the killing of the great.

High in the air, Mo Zi sank his face and said, "I'm sorry."

The old ox beside him looked at him in silence.

Yes, Mozi regretted. He did not slap the black swordsman to death in the past, but suffered the present catastrophe. The city of God was destroyed, the holy palace was fragmented, and countless lives were withered at this moment.

He's a demon. History is right.

The catastrophe lasted for seven days and seven nights. Dacheng black swordsman's arm strength was finally exhausted. He was shocked and broke away.

Pooh!

Li Yi coughs up blood, his face is pale, and he encounters terrible recoil. However, he does not fall down, but stabilizes himself. He looks at the ruins under the God City, and he laughs.

The holy city that has stood for millions of years!

The holy palace was also destroyed.

I am a black swordsman. They all say I am a devil, but I am a devil now.

But who knows that I'm just doing the right thing again?

Only by destroying the holy palace and cutting off the passage can the emperor of Xiniu Hezhou not come here, and the continent can rest in peace.

He laughed, bleeding and shaking.

The first one who rushed over was mu, whose face was pale. He wiped it with tears and sobbed: "father."

Li Yi looked over and said dryly, "my child, I'm sorry."

Wood shook his head: "father, let's go home."

Li Yi said: "I can't go back yet. The battle is not over. Don't stay here. It's very dangerous." He gently pushed, the force of reincarnation emerged, wooden body was pushed out by him.

Immediately, he looked at the monkey and Kong Ruoxi and said, "master."

They nodded and walked step by step.

Yes, the battle is not over. Even though the holy palace was destroyed and the holy city was sunk, there are still people alive. Those are the high-level strongmen of the holy palace. They use great means to escape.

And now, it's time for them to start killing.

Bang!

A dull voice came from the depths of the ruins, and the whole earth shook.

Under the smoke and dust, a skinny old man came step by step, clutching a painted black scepter, only two fingers big, about three feet high. The old man was dressed in rags and his skin was yellow, and he could hardly see the kind of meat.That pair of eyes incomparably empty, can't see the eyeball.

In a few steps, he has come here.

Seeing the appearance of the old man, everyone was awed, and those who were strong in the holy palace were more excited.

The saint on the altar, he came to himself.

At this moment, Mo Zi was also vaguely excited and laughed: "as expected, he is still alive. "

the macaque scoffed:" just half a step of the holy land, also should be called a saint? "

The old man raised his head and stared at him with empty eyes. The scepter in his hand was beating, and a trace of holy power penetrated the void and shot at the macaque.

The monkey snorted coldly, and his hairy big hand clapped it over. The power of the holy way was stronger than that of his scepter. He sneered: "dare to be bold in front of me?"

Aware of the strength of the macaque, the old man's face coagulated.

At the next moment, the macaque killed directly, its five fingers fell down, as heavy as Mount Tai. The earth suddenly shook and the waves fluctuated violently. The old man was shocked and retreated again and again. He did not expect that there were saints in such an era.

He wanted to escape, but he regretted coming out.

But the monkey's killing has come, and he is not allowed to retreat at all.

His fingers fell and he screamed.

Mo Zi: "what are you doing

The strongman of the holy palace, disciple:

This is the saint of their holy palace! It never occurred to me that the ancient existence of practice sitting on the altar was destroyed by people after hundreds of thousands of years of recovery.

The macaque sneered and looked at the depth of the ruins. He seemed to see a figure. He said, "what? Dare not come out? "

Hazy, revealed a tall figure, he helplessly said: "boy, see the elder."

The corner of the monkey's mouth raised: "don't do this, come out! I'll give you a fair fight. "

The figure was pale, cold sweat DC, he trembled: "master, the boy served the emperor of heaven, if you let him know."

I wipe

As soon as the monkey's heart leaps, he immediately stares at the bead. He opens his voice and roars: "don't put him on me. I'm not afraid of him. Even if he comes back, I will kill you."

The man a Lin, trembling, again opened his mouth: "I have a brand of the emperor of heaven."

Rhesus monkey:.... "

Seeing that the monkey did not speak, he cautiously said, "the boy left?"

Monkey directly roared: "go away, don't think that my uncle is afraid of that white work, but just to give him a face. Also, when we meet next time, I will certainly kill you, understand?"