Dragon-Marked War God

"God's eyes opened, God's eyes are really opened! Oh, oh, the sky thunder killed them, it's great, it's great."

"This is the anger of the gods. Even the gods can't pass it. They exterminate humanity. We quickly knelt down to thank the gods."

"Thank the gods, thank God!"

The people of Tianfeng City continued to kneel to the ground, bowing towards the sky, all with tears streaming down their faces, they finally saw hope.

No one believed in the existence of gods before, but at this moment, they knew that gods must exist, otherwise, how could that **** Yuren be struck to death by lightning?

Cheers resounded through the clouds, accompanied by bursts of thunder. At this time, on the contrary, the members of the Yu clan became more and more restless and full of panic.

"Boss, this..."

"Is there really a god? It's hard for this Milan star to be a place guarded by gods?"

"Don't talk nonsense here, how could it be possible? Where is the god, we are the god!"

"Then how did Adolf be killed by a thunderbolt, boss, what is going on?"

The members of the feather tribe looked at Umontogan together. Their hearts were full of excitement, even with a trace of panic. Adolf was smashed to death by thunder in front of them, and there was a violent storm. It is what they fear most.

"What is it? A group of cowards, where are the gods? In the eternal world, the strong is the absolute master. A powerful constant star pinnacle master is not difficult to destroy a small planet. How can there be a **** to protect you? I'm deceiving the crowd here."

Umontogan put a kick on the side of his subordinates, and roared.

Umontogan naturally did not believe in the existence of gods, but when they came to Milan Star, the captain had already been scanned. There were no masters who surpassed the constant star double heaven, so they were so unscrupulous and crushed. Squeeze the Milan star and find what they want.

But at this time, Umontokan was still a little unacceptable. Who was the person in the storm?

"Hong Sihai, go and see what's going on? You must give me the people in the void and capture me back!"

Umontogan glanced at Hong Sihai, a bald feather tribe who entrusted him with important tasks. He is a master of the constant star four-layered heaven. Among these people, his strength is second only to himself.

"Okay! I'll go now, catch the thief to the boss, and pretend to be a god, even if he is a **** in the sky, I will make him kneel and bow to his court."

Hong Sihai held two hammers in his hands, as heavy as they were, they slammed into each other fiercely, and the sound was loud and powerful.

"Brother Sihai, it's up to you."

"Yes, Brother Sihai, the younger generation, it's up to you to get here."

"Brother Sihai, we believe you will do it!"

Everyone started cheering for Hong Sihai. Hong Sihai roared in a low voice with a grim expression. This is not a joke. Just now, Adolf was killed by thunder. He also saw it, but he was ordered to die in crisis. With the slightest retreat, as a feather pioneer, it is reasonable to charge ahead without fear of difficulties.

"Yellow-mouthed kid, give me a hammer!"

Hong Sihai soared up, with amazing domineering. Compared with the previous Adolf, he is definitely better than one grade. The gap between the constant star level three and four heavens is still very large. With Hong Sihai taking action, Umontokan has already Very calm, hiding in the emptiness of thunderclouds and storms, this person is definitely not a master, and he is playing mystery here.

Gods? How can there be gods under this world?

Wumeng Tuogan sneered, but Hong Sihai's figure, like a comet, broke through the clouds and soared upward.

Immediately afterwards, something that made everyone unbelievable happened. A thunderbolt descended again. A dark blue light covered the entire void. The thunderbolt, the light shining, and between the electric light and flint, Hong Sihai was swallowed by this thunderbolt. Up.

"Ah—the boss is me—"

Hong Sihai’s voice was extremely miserable and creepy, especially those of the Yu clan, but no one dared to take a step forward. Even Umontokan, who was a constant star five-layered heaven, stopped at this time. , Frozen in place.

Umonto clenched his fists tightly. Although he didn't want to believe it, the ending of Hong Sihai, after all, was the same as Adolf, swallowed by that terrifying thunder.

Many people are in total darkness, looking at each other with fear.

Gods!

This must be a manifestation of the coming of the gods!

More and more people believe in the existence of gods, and Umontokan also began to play drums in his heart. Whether it is Adolf or Hong Sihai, they are all their own capable men, but they are actually given by two thunders under their noses. Closed, this is too incredible, right?

In the void, the figure was still very shadowy, and Umontogan's heart also began to murmur.

Gods?

Where is it sacred?

Grandma's, isn't this scaring me? The two generals of Lao Tzu were all damaged here, and Umonto was so angry.

But he also hesitated, above the wind and under the thunder, who is hiding in it?

"Damn it!"

Umontokan didn't expect that he would encounter such a thing. How could the little Milan star have such a tricky existence?

But Umontokan definitely wouldn't take risks with his body at this time, whether he was a **** or not, he didn't dare to take a step forward.

"Who dares to fight, hate Adolf and Hong Si posters."

Umonto said dryly.

However, after his voice fell, there were hundreds of masters, but no one dared to rush to the top of the clouds. In their hearts, they were afraid to the extreme. The unknown is often the most terrifying, and they don’t even know they are facing. Are people a ghost, or a **** who doesn’t know whether it exists in the legend?

They don't want to be like Adolf and Hong Sihai, whose death is so unworthy. They want to live well, and they want to live a great life and be suffocated, who can be willing.

At this time, the sky is getting darker and darker, the clouds are constantly rolling, and Umontok is drumming in his heart. These useless things, no one dares to be a pioneer, to see what the ghost is in the clouds. thing.

Perhaps the people in the clouds are not strong enough for the constant star, but the fear just now has completely hit the self-confidence of this group of feather tribes. They resisted from the bottom of their hearts. The gods are born, they still have a life to come back. ?

Adolf and Hong Sihai are the best proof.

"A bunch of rice buckets, what else can I tell you to do? Rubbish, all the **** rubbish."

Despite being scolded by Umonto, they still curled up their heads. After all, life is more important than anything. Let alone being scolded, it is OK to be beaten without death.

Umonto screamed, it seems that at this time, he can only do it himself, this group of rice buckets, facing a powerful enemy, turned into a slapstick so quickly.

"You all have to die!"

A thick and deep voice enveloped everyone's heart. A trace of sweat appeared on Umontokan's face. Regardless of whether the person in the cloud was a **** or not, he had already begun to reject him from the bottom of his heart and wanted to face him. Yes, what kind of existence is it?

Umontokan's throat is a bit dry, what kind of existence is this guy? Two thunders caused such a big blow to the Yu Clan, and they lost all confidence. At this time, it was not just a battle, but also a psychological war!

Psychologically, they are all cowardly.