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in the deep sea.

A blue thunder ripped apart everything and illuminated the darkness!

The strong people present trembled.

This is the fake king!

"Uncle Zhonghan, kill him!" Wang Gong hurriedly shouted.

This blue thunder instantly locked on Su Yun and bombarded him heavily.

However, Su Yun was not in a hurry at all, instead he laughed: "I'm waiting for you!"

Seeing that the blue thunder was about to come, it was forcibly cut off by an overbearing force and collapsed immediately.

boom!

A sea of ​​fury rolls.

The entire sea was in chaos.

Behind, a ruined city emerged.

A figure stood on it.

White clothes beat snow, come here like a king!

Stand with your hands behind your back and despise all beings!

"Magic City!? It shouldn't be in this location!"

"Why is the magic city here!"

"Is it a hell?"

All the creatures who saw the magic city were shocked.

Can the magic city move?

Wang Gong and Lu Bin were also dumbfounded.

Even the fake king failed to kill Su Yun?

At this time, Feng Zhonghan appeared, with a middle-aged appearance and a national character face.

He frowned deeply, stared at the ghost in white, and said deeply, "Who are you?"

The ghost figure in white, Gujing, was silent and did not respond.

It seems... disdain to answer!

"Those who protect Su Yun, kill without mercy!"

Feng Zhonghan's eyes flashed with murderous intent and threatened.

Su Yun smiled: "What a big tone, the person who can kill me Su Yun hasn't been born yet!"

"You do your business, leave this person to me." Ghost in white said indifferently.

Su Yun lowered her voice and said, "Senior, can you spare his life?"

Ghost in white thought for a moment, then nodded slightly.

This kind of negotiating tone, as if selling meat in a vegetable market, made Feng Zhonghan smile angrily.

"I want to see, what kind of skills you have!"

He raised his head to the sky and screamed angrily, killing the ghost in white.

As long as he kills it, Su Yun is naturally no problem!

boom!

The fierce battle of the pseudo-king broke out!

20 seconds have long passed.

Sealing the sky and locking the earth disappeared at this moment.

Su Yun set his eyes on Wang Gong and Lu Bin, and said with a low smile, "Divine Palace?"

Before the two could answer, he scolded, "A bunch of worms!"

Wang Gong sneered and said, "Poor and sour devil, we can speak out when we are jealous!"

"That's right, you only have so few resources that you work hard, we can enjoy it while lying down, jealousy is inevitable!" Lubin mocked.

Su Yun laughed even louder: "I just like your rebellious look, I hope you can keep your face like this later!"

hum!

The kaleidoscope writing wheel is turned on.

Crimson flame, burning up!

A giant skeleton appeared, wrapped in red flame armor.

A domineering and mighty Susanoo is revealed.

The ten fist sword in the right hand, the eight-hand mirror in the left hand!

The flaming greatsword burned, illuminating the entire deep sea area.

Wang Gong and Lu Bin looked stunned.

They read Su Yun's profile carefully, but they don't remember such a trick!

"Holy Light Furnace!"

However, Wang Gong reacted immediately.

With himself as the center, the light burst into the sky, like a volcano erupting.

One after another holy light blazed wildly, turning into a rolling tide of light, purifying everything it came in contact with, and approaching Su Yun.

SSS-level elemental talent: Spirit of Light!

"Dragon Royal Art!"

Lubin also got his hands on it.

The shocking sound of the roar of the beasts came from his body.

Ligers, tigers, leopards, birds, apes, dogs, etc., turned into a sharp gun.

SS-level spirit soldier talent: Beast Spear!

Lu Bin's Ling Yuan Gang Qi oscillated, rolling the sea water, resounding the dragon's roar.

A spear stabbed out, a dragon shape emerged, and he opened his teeth and claws to tear everything in front of him, killing Su Yun.

"Ten fist sword."

Standing in the middle of Susanoo, Su Yun waved indifferently.

Susanoo raised the ten-fist sword in his hand high, tore through the sea, and fell.

rumbling...

The giant sword fell.

The dragon-shaped spear awn was cut in half directly.

The Holy Light was also suppressed in an instant.

Wang Gong and Lu Bin oozing blood from their noses and mouths looked shocked.

What the hell is this! ?

Gathering the strength of the two, it is impossible to shake a single trace!

"That's it?"

Su Yun broke through the attack of the two with one sword, and sneered: "Then it's me!"

After saying that, Susanoo pulled off his helmet, revealing a huge skeleton jaw.

"Spray flame!" Su Yun shouted.

A river of raging flames spewed out of Susanoo's mouth, boiling the sea water in all directions, hitting the two of them.

"Holy Shield!"

Wang Gong gathered holy light with both hands, forming a shield that overlapped on both sides, blocking him in front of him.

Lubin took the opportunity to hide behind him.

boom!

The flames slammed heavily on the holy shield.

The bodies of the two suddenly turned red, and they screamed again and again.

The flame temperature is too high!

Even if they resisted it head on, they couldn't withstand the high temperature!

Click!

The Holy Shield was completely shattered.

The two were shocked and flew out, looking miserable.

Wang Gong suffered severe burns all over his body, and both eyes were bleeding continuously.

Lubin is better.

One arm was charred and scorched black, emitting a fleshy smell.

"Why didn't you call?"

Su Yun sneered.

The Ten Fist Sword was swung like a Tianzhu that fell down.

Lubin was completely irritated, and he did not advance or retreat, and the spiritual power burst out without reservation.

Beast Gun!

All the beasts come out!

This shot shows the endless ferocity and brutality!

only……

Still bells and whistles!

The sword fell, the gun shattered!

Lubin, who was attached, turned into a puddle of minced meat on the spot!

"Shining Holy Spear!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Gong sneaked around and attacked Su Yun.

Holy light condensed.

A light gun appeared, killing Su Yun in Susanoo.

However, Yata Mirror lifted slightly and easily blocked the light gun.

Not to mention the stab wound, there was no sign of even shaking.

Seeing this scene, Wang Gong lost his fighting spirit.

As soon as he turned around, he ran away without hesitation, and the speed was extremely fast.

"I can't die!"

He roared wildly inside.

Back to the Shrine!

As long as you can go back, everything can be solved easily!

Su Yun watched from a distance, her eyes extremely cold.

The Yata Mirror in Susanoo's right hand slowly changed into a hooked jade, shining like a star in the sky.

Eight-foot Qionggou jade!

Susanoo threw it violently, and the entire ocean shook violently at this moment.

Swish!

The streamer flashed.

Bachi Qionggouyu catches up with Wang Gong in an instant!

Wang Gong felt something strange behind him, and looked back subconsciously.

In the pupil, a life-threatening hook jade is so splendid and gorgeous...

puff!

Wang Gong's body exploded.

Only one head was left floating in the sea, maintaining the hideousness before death.

【Ding! The host killed Wang Gong, Lubin, and dropped the hand of the advanced god *31]

the other side.

The fierce battle continues.

Foreign sects, ten thousand races, shrines, escape, and die.

The blue-eyed white dragon has a dragon's breath, causing a lot of casualties!

Bing Niu is to deal with giant ao.

puff!

The halberd of wild flames penetrated the breastplate of the giant, and the flames frantically burned the latter's body.

"Bing Niu, why!"

The giant screamed miserably.

Bing Niu didn't say a word, his face was a little struggling.

Finally, he waved angrily.

Juao was killed on the spot.

Seeing this, Su Yun did not relax, and said in a low voice, "It's time to help..."

He turned his head to look at Mocheng, and his voice stopped abruptly.

I saw the white-clothed ghost standing on the wall, and the white-clothed was spotless, as if it had never moved.

As for Feng Zhonghan.

He fell at the feet of the white-robed ghost figure, blood-stained all over his body.

Pseudo-king battle?

The two sides are evenly matched?

nonexistent!

This is a one-sided crush!

"It's weak!"

The ghost in white glanced at Feng Zhonghan with a low eyebrow.

The latter's pupils shrank, full of fear!

This ghost is not a fake king at all!