Supreme God King

The sixth year of the Dao era, April 11, Shishi.

After dozens of wars of different scales, the ancient elephant king army appeared at the foot of Xiaolongyin Mountain in the east of Yumen by the craftsman with minimal damage and almost fullness.

This is the first time that the ancient elephant tribe, an ancient and declining race, has shown its terrifying power since the establishment of the waste world. More than 2,000 ancient elephant tribe **** kings and more than 500 **** kings in the gods of the heavens have come to it. At this point, everything was trampled into dust, and countless Kun people did not even leave their corpses.

This battle is destined to spread throughout the universe.

The ancient elephants travel 840 million miles a day, crushing tens of millions of Kun tribe monks, and the achievements of more than a thousand Kun tribe **** kings will shock the world.

This will be a sign of the revival of the ancient elephant tribe, a declining race.

At the foot of Xiaolongyin Mountain, Juxiaoxian got the news that there was a large-scale fight ahead.

So he climbed to the top of Xiaolongyin Mountain, and saw the colorful and radiant sky between the bumpy mountains and rivers, and the power of chaos.

Ju Xiaoxian squinted his eyes and glanced at Ramadan beside him.

"It's the Demon God's Mansion." Ramadan said.

The 1700 gods and kings of the demon world had quietly approached Tak Shou Yumen long ago, and took the lead in launching an attack on Tak Shou Yumen.

Although the Kun people have spread throughout the old artisan area, there are still a lot of Kun people gathered near the Yumen of the artisan guard. After all, this is the most important strategic place. There are more than 1,000 Kun people gathered. There are more than five million Kun monks.

The demon kings took the lead in launching a sneak attack on the craftsman Shou Yumen. The demon clan’s methods are secretive and well-known in the world. Therefore, the Kun clan was completely caught off guard at the beginning of the attack. The city walled, but then hundreds of Kunzu **** kings gathered from all directions, attacking the craftsman and guarding Yumen at the same time, and the demon kings fell into a bitter battle.

As the war has dragged on for longer and longer, more and more Kun clan **** kings have gathered from all over the world, and the few remaining city walls of Yumen Yumen, the master guard, have been destroyed one by one.

And Yaozu has always been a rather secretive and flexible race.

Reoccupiing the Jade Gate of the Master Shou is a very important part of the plan, but the leader of these thousand and seven hundred demon kings, that is, Demon Ji Siyu, after the remaining city of Jade Shou Yumen was destroyed, his consciousness By the time this war was no longer a simple battle for strongholds, it was an all-out war. It was no longer important for the craftsmen to guard Yumen, so he decisively led the demon kings to retreat, and continued to change their tactical formations along the way, against the pursuing Kun The clan **** king launched several counterattacks.

Because the demon kings took the lead in attacking the carpenter guard Yumen, drawing the attention of a large part of the Kun people, the Kun people **** kings who followed them also gathered more and more.

All the way to Xiaolong Yinshan.

Demon Ji Siyu thought that they had retreated far enough.

So at the foot of Xiaolongyin Mountain, an easy-to-work formation and various traps were set up, and they decided to defeat the Kunzu **** kings who were pursuing them.

This was about half an hour ago.

It is also the cause of the sights seen by Ramadan and Juxiaoxian at this moment.

"It's time for us." Ju Xiaoxian raised a hand and waved it to the front.

After a while, the earth began to vibrate slightly.

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Junlin City.

Qingyu lay on the stone bricks, his head leaning against the wall, slightly offset, hanging on his chest, holding a Fangtian painted halberd.

This is Zhuge Zhao's Fangtian painting halberd.

It is Zhuge Zhao's natal Dao, and a low-grade Dao.

The spirit in it was also at stake, and had passed out.

Zhuge Zhao's chest was completely pierced, and the flesh and blood in it could be seen squirming.

Beside him, there are hundreds of Kunzu **** kings.

Qingyu raised his head, looked at the sky, and whispered softly: "At this moment, I can finally say this sentence...I have tried my best."

Hundreds of Kunzu **** kings swarmed up, drowning the whispers.

In the first battle of Junlin City, one hundred future kings confronted 1,300 Kunzu kings. After beheading more than 1,000 Kunzu kings, all future kings who retreated to Junlin city died in battle. One spared.

No one flees.

The backbone of the new generation of Zhuge family, Zhuge Zhao, died in battle.

The elder of the craftsman, the 920th generation ruled, whispered and died in battle.

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Shenglong Road.

There are five hundred and sixty corpses of the Kunzu **** king piled up beside the giant Zhantian.

There were also some large and small wounds on his body, but to him they were just skin injuries, not worth mentioning.

At the same time, under his guardianship, there are more than three hundred injured **** kings who will safely return to the heavens through the ascension road.

The Zhan Tian giant raised his head and looked at the time.

It has been two hours, and no one has passed by here.

At this moment.

A beautiful shadow appeared beside the giant Zhan Tian.

It's Fairy Bai Xue.

The Zhan Tian giant stood up from the ground, his tall body was like a curtain of sky, completely covering Fairy Bai Xue.

"Two hours have passed by no one from here." Zhan Tian giant said.

Fairy Bai Xue said: "That is to say, the front line has been pushed back, and the insects are not capable of walking such a long distance."

"Yes." Zhan Tian Giant responded indifferently.

Fairy Bai Xue: "According to the news, the **** king of the ancient elephant tribe has been advancing in the direction of the master guard Yumen, without encountering any effective obstacles along the way."

"The ancient elephant tribe is a very powerful race. It is hard to imagine anything that can stop the two thousand **** king elephant groups." Zhan Tian giant said confidently.

Fairy Bai Xue chuckled: "This sounds like a boast."

The Giant Zhan Tian shrugged his shoulders, and the sound of the trembling of the joints was as deafening as the mountains and rivers collapsed.

"Enough warming up, let's go."

The Giant Zhan Tian and Fairy Bai Xue walked slowly toward the depths of the craftsman's old land.

Ascending Dragon Road.

A **** king appeared.

Wearing a green shirt and gilt cuffs, he is the **** of Jingyu Palace.

Wearing a black robe and a red gold armor, he is the God King of the Hongwu Palace.

Zai Fu Shenfu.

Dharma Palace.

Fu Xue Shenfu.

Three thousand gods.

Ancient language city.

It's raining heavily.

This heavy rain is actually blood.

A duel of thousands of gods and kings broke out in the sky of Ancient Language City, and the broken flesh was floating in the infinite void.

In the streets and alleys of Ancient Language City, a **** king of the Heavenly Dao Divine Mansion held a huge battle axe, and gently wiped the blood spots on his forehead.

When he raised his head, he could still see the faint light and shadow of fighting, flashing among the dark clouds.

The war that broke out here was very similar to Junlin City, and it was also an endless fight.

Similar scenes are unfolding in many places in the old artisan place.

This black **** king wiped the blood from the battle axe with the robe of a dead Kunzu **** king.

His lips squirmed, and he sang a country ballad of the future heaven.

"I saw you, my love.

I broke through all the shackles and walked to your side.

I stretched out my hand and turned the entire sky upside down, correcting your reflection.

I melt Wang Yang, it is your bronze mirror..."

While talking, the **** king walked to a dying Kun clan **** king and raised his battle axe.

"I broke the space for you, and I solidified time for you.

Just for the eternity of this moment.

Praise for the next moment. "

The tomahawk fell.