Super God of War

Luo Yang looked at the fifteen old men!

These old men are extraordinary. They are the kings of the ancient stars, and even the slightly yellow nails do not know how much star power they contain. ≯1 Novel ≧ ﹤ ≤

Luo Yang has a chance of winning against any of these old men, but when they join forces with fifteen people, the odds of winning are only one-thousandth.

"Boy, what are you still hesitating about? We have the same kind of strength. The biggest advantage is omniscience and omnipotence. Can't we feel our sincerity?"

"Yes!" Another old man opened his mouth: "We are really sincerely inviting you to join. The power of the gods is still very weak. It should not be consumed much when going through the interface. Isn't your self-improvement coming today to ensure the safety of those around you? As for Human race, you have done your best to them! In this last-day catastrophe, people will enjoy the peaceful years and last for more than 20 generations. Screen some people from the gods to ensure that the fire of civilization continues to flourish, they will only be grateful hate."

Luo Yang was silent. Indeed, as the two old men said, it was better to bring a group of people to the eternal kingdom than to fight a fishnet. The annihilation of the universe is intensifying. The Milky Way seems to be brilliant and splendid. In fact, it is also mourning, the last madness before the annihilation. Everyone is like a death row prisoner, eating the last meal before being sentenced.

After a while, Luo Yang sighed: "You really shake my will. I believe that at this moment, few people can resist eternity. In order to continue the fire of civilization, in order to let the people around survive, the rational approach is to invest Spirit Market! But born in Sri Lanka, if this eternity is based on damage to all beings in the universe, then do n’t forget it! "

"Good talk! Don't worry!" Suddenly a figure arrived.

Luo Yang was stunned for a moment, only to realize that a large number of crystal altars appeared near his own natal star, and each altar was inscribed with an imprint, representing the supreme future achievements of the past.

The black frost is dancing, and the storm is coming.

Holding the nine-color **** tree, Black Ice God took Luoyang as a gateway and stepped forward.

Shi Gu appeared with the time and space roulette. He seemed to have been by Luo Yang all the time and smiled faintly: "Brother, this is not a war for you alone. There is no chance of winning a thousandth battle against these fifteen old men, so still It ’s better to gather together to get more insurance. "

"Yes, I've lived enough books, every time I've been strategizing, being a coach is boring, and today I just let go of my hands and feet and beat them quickly." The military **** stood alone beside Luo Yang, proudly lifting Corner of mouth.

"There is also me, grandma's, die if you die!" Yi Xi walked into the eighth floor of the Spirit Market carrying a cannon and patted the weapon and said: "This thing is terrible, it swallowed a lot of death, it's me The biggest secret. "

Luo Yang looked at it in turn. There were not many people, but not many people, in the final battle.

Shigu, Black Ice God, Yixi, sister Luo Xin, Ye Zi, Niu Yanfang, Jersey, Xu Jiutian, the first generation of fox, etc., they represent the most powerful fighting power of the Divine Realm. A heavy glow, with the help of various means to maintain the best condition.

"war!"

"war!"

Luo Yang took the first shot to greet fierce blows from fifteen old men.

"Somehow!"

It is true that they have made huge concessions, but this kid has to be on top of the cow. It is really stupid and stubborn!

The roar was right in my ears. Fifteen old men sat here without knowing how many years they had, nor how many merits they had accumulated, and every second burst seemed to destroy the universe.

The Xingji abyss was transformed into a warframe with cracks. Fortunately, the last hundred seal barriers were strong, and they were barely supported under the magic chain of Xuantian Daoyin.

"Huh?" The fifteen old men were surprised, and this kid actually blocked them from hitting together.

"Attack!" Shi Gu threw out the impermanent roulette in his hand.

The black ice **** released the nine-color **** tree. In fact, with their strength, they had only one blow. They could not win the victory for Luo Yang, and they would all die.

"Boom ..." Shi Gu was hit at the same time as he attacked. His body was torn apart, leaving only one head through time and space. He suddenly hit the altar surrounding Luoyang's natal star and burst into thousands of rays of light.

A warrior's dagger for massacre caused trouble to the elders, but others were the only ones who wiped out the only fruit of the war **** from the golden age to modern times.

When someone mentions the **** of war, he can only feel the vague shadow, and even his name cannot be found.

Luo Yang shook his body, withstood 637 attacks, and finally killed the old Douhouzu elders. His shot was a superposition of a hundred seals.

"Bum ..." The seal burst, the gods of the gods flew out, and Yixi "banged" three heads of shells. He had never thought of a horror hand to shoot him into a mud.

"Old Iraq ..." With a tragic, Jersey, he shot his chest into a blood mist to rescue his teammates. After entering the **** realm, he and Yixi had a good appetite.

The things that ran out of the seal were very powerful. The fifteen old men joined forces to kill for a while, especially among the creatures resembling the star-tracked worms, which only had a large fist, but resolved all the attacks. old.

"Actually released the source insects of the star track that shook the celestial worms, ha ha ha, ignorance, just used to accelerate sublimation." For the old man, gently tapping into the air, suddenly presented the ninth floor of the Spirit Market.

I saw twelve minarets standing on the ninth floor of the Spirit Market. The top of the tower burned violently, and numerous flame arches were drawn from the vast starry sky, and gathered into a huge arch above the Spirit Market.

Luo Yang looked at the minaret in amazement, and saw a large number of corpses bound to the minaret, each with a purple life bead on top of his head.

"See it! How much did the Douhou Clan pay in order to get closer to the Sixth Dimension. Luo Yang, don't you have the present life star is the life bead of our Douhou Clan? What is the undead? We are the Douhou Clan. It is a pity to consolidate life beads with natal stars, this path is too difficult to go, and only 15 of us have succeeded to this day. No, now there are 16 of you, you have also succeeded, but so far! "

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"Brother, bombard the Spirit Market with the God Realm, hurry ..." Luo Xin shot an arrow at Luo Yang. Luo Yang turned around and grabbed it in his hands, looking at Zhang Wanpan's face, and he crushed the **** arrow.

"Poo, poo ..." The flame was burning and a mirror was raised from the ground.

"We are here, what is God Realm? The Milky Way is our foundation!"

"Lord, we work together, even if it falls, we still have enough to live on." Hualuo, Lin Tianbao, Zhang Chengxiu, these old brothers roared, pulling the rope to the Spirit Market in the Divine Realm.

Luo Yang took a deep breath. After the broken arrow in his hand, nine big tripods and twelve **** trees were raised. The bells in the **** realm kept ringing. With the efforts of all living beings and the gods, they were lightened by twelve scepters. The tree was the coordinate, and the space was forcibly opened by the nine big tripods.

The Spirit Market is still sublimating. In order to ensure success, Luo Yang raised his arm to summon the natal star, and the huge purple star fell. This is his eternal sound in the universe, and the storm gradually calmed down after a long time ...