God of Destruction

Each giant hand exudes an aura of horror, as if it can bring endless death, and give people endless fear. So many **** kings can make a move. For a junior who has not yet lit the fire, it has to be said that there is endless void. Every time in history, the human alliance created this record. Even if the human alliance can successfully kill Xingtian this time, their prestige has also plummeted. After all, they have done such shameless things as bullying the small. And also using so many **** king powers at one time, all this is enough to make the clan alliance be nailed to the pillar of shame. ..

"You **** finally can't stand it anymore. If you want to kill me Xingtian, don't think about it, even if you are a **** king, what if you want to kill me Xingtian, then I will tear off a few bites of meat from you!" Xingtian could feel it. The huge pressure that the body bears, it is a crushing attack, and it seems extremely difficult to even move a finger. This is the horror of the **** king’s mighty power, there is incredible power in every gesture, which can tear the sky, Can break the void. Freeze the world. For people under the **** king, there is absolute crushing, and the **** king's ability to deal with Xing Tian is really a little overkill. ,...,

"I want Lao Tzu to die, it's impossible, the sacred fire is on!" As Xing Tian's voice fell, his consciousness was ignited by the enraging blood, and he finally ignited his own sacred fire and embarked on the road of cultivation. Another big step for Xing Tian was not that Xing Tian could not ignite the divine fire, but that he was always in the right moment, with the power of those divine kings.

When Xing Tian ignited the sacred fire, the gods above his head became angry. A little ant dared to ignite the sacred fire under his own might. This was a provocation against it. In a flash, the top of Xing Tian’s head There were fierce roars. Immediately afterwards, the dark golden thunder exploded wildly. Countless robbery thunder exploded. As they exploded, they turned into dark golden knives, swords, halberds, and whips at a speed that was visible to the naked eye and in mysterious rules. Hammer. Sharp axe and so on. Xingtian, the last heavy calamity of the divine calamity, has come, and this is not an ordinary calamity. Rather, the mutated earth tribulation was born of gold from the earth, evolving into terrifying soldiers. The appearance of the sacred soldier brought this sacred robbery.

It can also be said that this divine calamity has been transformed into a divine weapon robbery. Those divine weapons with fierce sharpness are continuously condensed in the robbery cloud. Each handle is just like substance, exuding a metallic luster. Dao Leiguang flashed a handle above the magic soldier, exuding the edge and coercion of the magic soldier. And under the edge of this magic soldier. The mighty power that attacked Xingtian was blocked by the power of Shenbing, and it became a battle between them and Shenbing Jie. So that those **** king might not be able to cause harm to Xingtian. ,...,

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It is necessary to know that every sacred weapon formed in this sacred army is not inferior to the innate treasure, and even reaches the level of terror of the supreme chaos sacred treasure. This shows the degree of horror of this sacred army. A meaty soldier. But tens of millions of magical soldiers, so many magical soldiers can be formed in an instant, what a terrifying might this is.

Ding! Ding! Ding! There was a continuous ringing, and the powerful attacks of the gods were blocked by the gods, and at this moment, the storm gods and others were angry, but they have been watching the battle, they have been watching Guarding against the sudden attack by the elders of Shenguang, but did not expect to be successfully attacked under such precautions, if Xing Tian had not been prepared, I am afraid that Xing Tian would have died under this wave of attacks. But they hit them in the face nakedly.

The King of Stormwind roared angrily: "Shenguang, you shameless bastard, you have used these sneak attacks against a junior to kill Lao Tzu!" As this voice sounded, there was a voice in the void. There was a sound of fighting, it was obvious that the King of Stormwind and the Great Elder of Shenguang were facing up. Not only the King of Stormwind was angry, but the enemies of the Human Race Alliance were also angry, and then they launched the powers of the Human Race Alliance. The strong attack no longer gave them a chance to deal with Xing Tian. After all, Xing Tian could not die in their eyes. As long as Xing Tian was alive, he could pose a huge threat to the Human Alliance and let them breathe a sigh of relief. …,

When the martial arts clone blood sacrifices to the gods, Xingtian's deity let go of everything frantically swallowing the gods that continue to bombard the robbery, the gods were crushed by him with a pair of iron fists, and then his body gave Swallowed, and then dragged away by the tree of the world, with the constant impact, Xing Tian’s aura changed, exuding bursts of strong suffocation, not only from the killing intent in his heart, but also from Yu Shenbingjie's murderous aura, such a terrifying evil aura surrounds him like an ancient **** and demon, but it is a pity that his body has been tempered to a foot and has almost returned to its original appearance. …,

However, Xing Tian was wrong. Today, only Tian Dao, that is, Dao Yanzi, did not have Hongjun Dao Zu. Although Tian Dao was very sinister, he did not have much knowledge of Xing Tian. Although Hong Jun Dao Zu was very eager to kill him. Xing Tian swallowed Xing Tian’s luck, but he did not make a move. After all, his strength has not recovered. The most important thing is that Dao Zu Hongjun is very clear about how sinister and cunning Xing Tian is. There are inner worlds and many clones. Dao Zu Hongjun is not. He thought that Xing Tian would really fall, even when it was a time of desperation, Xing Tian could also use the inner world as a transit to escape from the pursuit of people, after all, Xing Tian had a clone in his hand, almost standing on an invincible ground. (.),