Lord of the Low Version System

For a long time!

The God of War was born too long, so many souls have forgotten it, or have no idea where he was born.

He is a creature of the Titan continent, an ancient intelligent race that existed before humanity was born.

Therefore, he is not a demon outside the country, but an indigenous man who was born and raised-even if he travels to another country after becoming a **** and seizes a world, that is also the return of the diaspora.

Therefore, the will of the world on the Titan continent will not suppress him, and the artifact of creation cannot attack him.

On the contrary, the moment he integrated into the Titan world, he immediately received the long-lost world blessing and blessing, and his strength rose sharply.

"Originally, I was going to return to my hometown at the peak of my cultivation to reach the peak, hoping for the final breakthrough."

"Unfortunately, I can't wait!"

"You are too good. You are so good that you are recognized by the world. This is a dream I used to hope for!"

When he said this, the **** of war had reached the level of the ship's maiden. He held a halberd and drew a strong wave from behind him, and a long halberd made an arc in the outer circle. He approached his head from behind, and then slammed into the ship mother.

At that moment, Tamil seemed to face the boundlessness of the sea.

Hundred feet of giant waves stood up and smashed down, carrying the turbulence of the sky, and the power of the cracking ground, it was inevitable and unavoidable.

The **** of war came too suddenly, especially because he was not suppressed by the power of the world, it was beyond everyone's imagination.

So, when the halberds came over their heads, Tamil and others just realized their situation.

Although the ship mother is not restricted by gravity, her power is all on the hips. It is easy to move forward, but it is difficult to go backwards.

Therefore, in the face of this smashing, the most correct way to deal with the ship's mother is to sink quickly.

The god-level powers such as Tamil all stayed in place, and at the same time, they performed the magic of change to become the existence of the mighty shore of the Titan Protoss.

Brutal Iron Fist!

Tamil clenched his right fist and took the blow from the **** of war.

Perhaps Tamil is not as good as the **** of war for tens of thousands of years in absolute strength, but Tamil has a stronger body, higher skills, and is blessed with the blessing of the power of the world.

After all, the self-deceptive ruler is pinned around his waist, this thing is basically a data modifier.

The official plug-in is the deadliest.

Therefore, this halberd just tumbled Tamil a few hundred meters, but did not knock Tamil down or kill him.

Go on!

Mond and the two family knights issued swords at the same time. The three-handed swords formed a Mercedes-Benz logo and were cut on the back of the **** of war.

The armor of the **** of war is extremely strong. It is the result of the fiery burning soul and the iron-like will. It is the materialized product of the power of pure belief. It is absolutely not gold, silver, copper or iron.

It is impossible for ordinary artifacts to leave a white mark on the armor, even if the artifact is created, the armor defense cannot be easily broken.

But these three swords are different.

Knight belief is a weapon of condensed belief, which can be realized after training to the **** level and turned into a substantial weapon.

The weapons of the three men contain a pure and mighty spirit. Although the quantity is not as good as the **** of war, the quality of them is completely different.

The beliefs of all sentient beings are easy to obtain, but the emotions and desires are mixed, as if the sand on the river bank is rich in ingredients, and it is not a millennium work to want to wash, sort, purify, and refine it.

This is also the reason why the **** of war abandoned the faith of all beings and only loved the spirit.

Ying Ling is like a natural diamond, magnificent and flawless.

Prior to this, the God of War always thought that his divine power was the most exquisite and pure, but the three swords just now made him understand that he sat on the sky and watched the sky.

Feeling the scorching breath behind the invasion, the God of War sank slightly.

"I didn't expect that our world was born with such a powerful practice. The body of a mortal can be refined into such a pure divine power. Very good!"

He was a war eater, and powerful opponents would only excite him.

Such an opponent is like a big hammer, which can enable him to be tempered and forged, to precipitate impurities in his divine power, and to make it more pure and refined.

As a result, the four men fought together. The **** of war was one enemy and three soldiers, but he did not fall in the slightest. Instead, he was fighting the three men from beginning to end, like Lu Bu and Sanying.

"That's it!"

The spirit of war was overwhelmed, like a crossbow machine pressing down to the end. Although it was calm, it contained stone-shattering killing power.

"Blastwind!"

The **** of war rotates the halberd with his hands, like a fifth-speed electric fan, whirling and hunting.

Feeling the death crisis that invaded the bone marrow, the three men all erected the knight sword in front of them, covering the face and chest, and curled up their bodies to reduce the area under attack.

The dense clanging sounds burst in place, thousands of collisions per second, and the dense and rapid sound made the tremor of the eardrums of everyone present to the extreme, and the earwax accumulated over the years was completely shaken. Come out in full.

The dense clashes came to an abrupt end, randomized into a huge shock, and the three knights all flew upside down, accompanied by a hundred times more intense light than the sun.

"Ha ha ha ha, happy!"

Xiao Ling, the **** of war, has blue steel armor flowing slowly like lava, and constantly creeps during the flow, extruding rice-sized impurities from the inside.

Impurities pour out and fall, and the original armor of blue-steel has turned into brilliant silver-pure color and pure light.

Huh!

The halberd is constantly peeling off while pointing at Tamil. A pure force is poured in by the halberd, twisting the arch into the halberd's head. In the process, a large amount of impurities are cracked and peeled off the surface of the halberd.

(I swallowed two hundred words, I'll post it later)

The **** of war, Ling Yun, has blue steel armor flowing slowly like lava, and constantly creeps during the flow, extruding rice-sized impurities from the inside ~ www.readwn.com ~ Falling, the armor of blue steel turned into brilliant silver-pure color and pure light.

Huh!

The halberd is constantly peeling off while pointing at Tamil. A pure force is poured in by the halberd, twisting the arch into the halberd's head. In the process, a large amount of impurities are cracked and peeled off the surface of the halberd.

Xiao Ling, the **** of war, has blue steel armor flowing slowly like lava, and constantly creeps during the flow, extruding rice-sized impurities from the inside.

Impurities pour out and fall, and the original armor of blue-steel has turned into brilliant silver-pure color and pure light.

Huh!

The halberd is constantly peeling off while pointing at Tamil. A pure force is poured in by the halberd, twisting the arch into the halberd's head. In the process, a large amount of impurities are cracked and peeled off the surface of the halberd.

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