Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 Boom! ! ! !

　　 At that moment, the heart of the Everfreezing Furnace trembled, and the whole town of twilight responded with a resounding response. The tremors of countless steel turned into pure and stern thunder!

　　 The tide of hatred gushing out of the heart of the furnace shrank suddenly and turned into a giant enough to cover the entire town of twilight.

　　 The jaw-dropping silhouette resembles a giant whale that traverses the Seven Seas, but on the back, there are wings that enclose the heaven and the earth.

　　 Is that... Kunpeng? !

　　 Huaishi's eyes are about to fall, unbelievable.

　　In the ocean of hate, the huge Kunpeng swings its giant tail, causing overlapping tidal sounds to burst out of the void, and hit the falling Gala with a fit!

　　 "Evil clown, vulnerable!"

　　 On Kunpeng's back, a phantom of the past emerged.

　　 The old figure raised a finger.

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　　 In an instant, the darkness was torn apart, and countless shining bright lights filled every inch of air. Following the impact of Kunpeng, thunder bursts out.

　　 The falling scarlet meteorite rolled upside down and fell towards the ground, smashing a huge crack.

　　 In the burning of thunder, Gala raised his eyes and stared at the phantom that appeared in mid-air, with a hoarse voice in his throat.

　　 "Yes! Fang! Zhou!!!"

　　 The fiery light of burning soul reappeared.

　　 Asmodeus' phantom reappeared again, all scars quickly healed, and the burning brilliance of the soul turned into sharp blades. Following Gala's movements, it emerged from the earth and pointed diagonally at the Kunpeng above the sky.

　　 No need to think about it, facing the most presumptuous lone traveler in the abyss of the past, the majestic light of heaven shining into hell, he chose, and went all out!

　　 Hundreds of souls burned again in Asmode's hands, turning into wandering stars, whizzing out.

　　 And on Kunpeng's back, the phantom of the past only cast a contemptuous glance.

　　 just raised a finger again.

　　 points to the sky filled with the sea of ​​hatred.

　　 In an instant, the clouds were overwhelming, and the iron moth melted, engulfed in endless water vapor, and plunged into the thick sea of ​​clouds.

　　 The black cloud, as dark as an iron curtain, covered everything.

　　 Vientiane and that finger are running between them, and countless source substances are filled in it, so that when the hatred turned into iron substance collides with each other, it bursts out a spark of destruction.

　　 It is impossible to look up, to look directly at this thunderous ocean!

　　 At this moment, the thunder walking in the dark clouds above Kunpeng unexpectedly outlined a cold and lofty city phantom. That is a majestic sanctuary that exists relative to Da Si Ming's "Return to the Ruins", and it belongs exclusively to the miracle axis of Yun Zhongjun!

　　――Tianque, show it!

　　 The existence of Heavenly Fault in the thundercloud shrouded Asmode's projection and caused those burnt souls to fall apart in an instant.

　　 Beside, Huai Shi stretched out his hand subconsciously, brewing a counterattack.

　　 Take advantage of his illness to kill him.

　　 Give this **** a cruel one!

　　 "Predecessors don't need to talk about the morality of this kind of evil spirit!" Huai Shi attracted a tide of crows and turned into a sharp blade of resentment. "Let's join together... uh, shoulder?"

　　 Before he finished speaking, he noticed the afterimage of'Ying Fangzhou' cast towards here.

　　'S eyes perfectly explained the strength of the predecessor Yun Zhongjun as a strong man of the generation, and extremely vividly showed the care and love of the old predecessors for the successor.

　　 To put it simply, it’s ‘little brother back a little bit’, ‘you stay here, don’t walk around, I’ll plant a few acres of orange trees back for you’, and most importantly...

　　 "Don't get in the way"!

　　 Through the derivation of the immortal beast, the broken soul of the past reappears again and still retains the arrogance and pride of the past.

　　 I can see that Huai Shi became more and more unhappy after she closed her hands.

　　 "If you want to fight, you can fight, if you don’t fight, you don’t want to fight, what does a chirp look like! Now young people, it’s getting worse and worse..."

　　 Huaishi's eyes jumped wildly.

　　 convulsions.

　　 So, do you always let it hit or not!

　　 "Look, kid!"

　　 Ying Fangzhou retracted his gaze, looked down at the enemy indifferently, and told him, "This is the real-passing water!"

　　 Along with his words, the ocean of hatred was stirred by the invisible pillar, causing waves of waves, and as the clouds flowed like raging waves, huge vortices emerged.

　　 Immediately after the lightning burst, countless dazzling and dazzling lightning bursts from it. They gathered together and condensed into a sharp and stern edge, which pierced and fell toward the earth!

　　 Spring, summer, autumn and winter cycle here, changing between the fingers at four o'clock, as if a long time converges on it, turning into an iron edge.

the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.

　　 Now, the water of the Yangtze River is coming from the sky!

　　 The real spear of water fell from the sky amidst the mighty thunder. The glow of countless souls was instantly penetrated by the sharp blade comparable to time, and then, after tearing Asmode's projection, penetrated Gala's body.

　　 nailed him into the turbulent battlefield.

　　 Then, the ultimate move from Yun Zhongjun descended from the sky.

　　 When Ying Fangzhou lifted his finger, endless water vapor gathered, turning into frost and covering thousands of miles of ice. Immediately afterwards, the extremely cold world collapsed in boiling.

　　 After the massive torrent of hot air swept into the sky, those rapidly condensing water turned into torrential rain, and together with the thunder, it fell from the sky!

　　 Extremely cold, high temperature, thunder, exhaustion...

　　 In an instant, surrounding the blade of water, hell-like ravages descended!

　　 Countless hordes of **** tried to break free, but the thunder and lightning would lash down in the ocean of hatred, leaving scorched corpses and wreckage all over the ground.

　　 In an instant, unless it is a Greek hero protected by the blessing of the gods, the rest of the aberrant species and **** creatures are all reduced to ashes.

　　 As early as the moment when the Prison of Thunder Spear fell from the sky, extinction was doomed.

　　 Huai poem, dumbfounded.

　　Unbelievable.

　　 is also the way of heaven...why is there such a big difference?

　　 Why is the aoe of the old predecessors just like eating and drinking water, and it's still a map cannon!

　　 actually crushed Asmodeus!

　　 is almost trampled under the feet.

　　 This is a bit... too much, right?

　　 At this moment, Huai Shi comes from the heart, expressing mercy to the enemy.

　　 It is not because the authority of the Supreme Four Pillars is too weak, nor is it because Gala’s preparation is not sufficient, nor is it because the power of the monarch in the cloud is terrifying...

　　 but because of his opponent, too strong!

　　 Even if this powerful copy is just the moon in the mirror, flowers in the water...

　　Even Ying Fangzhou knew how short this resurrection was.

　　 Even if there is the flesh and blood of the immortal beast, the dead still cannot resurrect. At best, it is just a recurrence of past records. What is recorded by Henshui is about the explorer of the last abyss in the kingdom of heaven, and everything about Yingfangzhou.

　　His pride, his hatred, and his anger, kneaded from the fire and life, once again summoned the silhouette of the past.

　　 As Yunzhongjun promoted all the way from Li Hun, He Bo, and Xiang Jun, Ying Fangzhou has lost the strongest characteristic of this system at this moment-that is, the almost inexhaustible source quality reserve!

　　 Now, he is just the incarnation of hate water, an empty relic of the activated stigma, even the miracle of Yun Zhongjun is nothing but the scars sealed in the water of hate.

　　 What really made Huai Shi's jaw-dropping jaw-dropping was his use of power.

　　 At the moment he appeared, he overtook Huai Shi's control, forcibly, and took over the operation of Dusk Town, as well as his large group.

　　 It seemed that the grumpy old man who was smoking and watching the show finally couldn't stand it anymore. He suddenly jumped down and robbed the mouse and keyboard. Then he played the gorgeous operation and sss evaluation that Huai Shi could not imagine.

　　 Fighting swords, anti-counterfeiting, taunting, output, weapon cutting, aerial combos...Every action is so smooth and concise, so touching that people are about to cry.

　　――I'm optimistic about the brat, this is how you fight!

　　 That is a completely different method from Daisimei.

　　In an instant, after reorganizing all the large groups, once again adjusted every connection and divine circulation between each other, and in the end, the entire huge circle completed the reconstruction around Yun Zhongjun in the fingertips.

　　 is like turning into the axis of heaven and earth, and all the logistics are transferred by me.

　　 exquisitely extracted every strand of power, gathered in the clouds, gathered and operated with thunder, and finally formed the output of all the power that integrates all the large groups and the entire town of twilight!

　　 Even, still above that...

　　 In a daze, the corners of Huai Shi's eyes twitched again.

　　Why is this situation so familiar...

　　 It feels like taking a failing paper to a cram school and making up lessons on the spot.

　　 After combining the great group background of Daisi Ming, supplemented by Yun Zhongjun's control method, the two combined into one, unexpectedly broke out a terrifying force beyond expectation.

　　 Now, Wanjun Thunder, once again, fell from the sky!

　　 In an instant, completely swallowed the remains on the ground.

　　 Asmodeus' phantom completely fell apart.

　　 Accompanied by the radiance of the soul, Gala's figure once again emerged from the darkness outside the twilight country, reunited and restored to its integrity, but the gold ornament on one arm lost its brilliance.

　　 "It actually killed me once, it's amazing!"

　　 He bowed his head, looked at the broken collections, shook his hand, and cast aside the broken container without any reluctance.

　　 looked up, staring at the old figure under the thundercloud in surprise.

　　 makes no secret of his admiration~www.wuxiaspot.com~Ying Fangzhou, you really are the enemy of my king, even after you die, you have such amazing destructive power! "

　　 Gala slowly nodded, "I have to admit that even with the blessing of the supreme four pillars, this present carrier is far from your opponent..."

"Without further ado!"

　　 Ying Fangzhou raised his finger indifferently, the spear of fading water was wrapped in thunder and lightning, once again, broke through the air, and instantly defeated that mirror image.

　　 Another mirror image can be regenerated from the air in an instant.

　　 "Is it so impatient? Very good, very good, your death is worthy of my lord's treasure!"

　　 Gala laughed happily, "If I'm not mistaken, your power should come from that strange **** device right now..."

　　 At this moment, a crimson light from **** is ignited in the eyes of the Freezing Person

　　"――In that case, even that thing should be destroyed together!"

Accompanied by his words, countless cannon fodder died on the spot one after another under his feet, only the incomplete soul and source material continuously rose to the sky, gathered in his hands, and turned into a gloomy group of stars. The mighty scene.

　　 Withdrawing the power of the army under his command, Asmod's authority descended, recreating a terrifying existence in the abyss.

At this moment, countless bones are squirming, piled on top of each other, and turned into a weird and hideous giant idol. Thousands of arms clasped the offered soul, and the twisted face suddenly lifted up, and three hollow eyes opened, deadly. Staring at Ying Fangzhou's figure.

　　 opened his mouth.

　　 sprayed out the overwhelming black purple brilliance.

　　The curse of "Irigal", the ruler of the Sumerian Hades, is enough to destroy all the destructive torrents of life!