"ah!!!"

The old man screamed suddenly and his white hair flew.

Energy restless.

Blue veins burst out on his forehead.

A violent sting in my mind.

At this moment, the figures that were suppressed by him seemed to have come alive again and continue to explode.

With each explosion, his body would tremble violently.

The pain from the depths of his soul was beyond his control.

"Among...ank..."

The old man cursed.

Blood was overflowing from the corners of the mouth.

“Fuck.”

"I'm the most annoying to others to show off!"

Zhao Zicheng, who had barely adjusted, gritted his teeth and rushed out again.

Artai also roared.

This time, Lin Xiaoxiao rushed towards the old man with Dabai.

Three people, three angles.

A killer against the old man!

but...

Behind the old man, a scarlet, awakened object, like a lizard, finally floated out.

It was like protecting the master, and he kept the old man firmly beside him.

The cold pupils stared at the few people.

"This is the six enlightenment, the real strength..."

"Rules...Rules..."

"Do you know, what are the rules?"

At this time, the old man was disheveled and his hair was spreading, and blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth, which looked extremely miserable, but he slowly raised his head and looked at everyone with indifferent eyes.

"You guys don't understand at all..."

"What's the difference between the five enlightenment and the six enlightenment..."

"Why do some people stop awakening for the rest of their lives?"

"And why, some people are wasting their time and unable to reach the seventh awakening."

"rule..."

“Hahahahaha…”

"Five awakenings, six awakenings..."

"It's like a mortal, and a god..."

The old man raised his head slightly and murmured to himself, his face full of madness.

Feeling the magnificent power in his body, the old man closed his eyes with pleasure.

The blood-red lizard behind him rushed out and swept through his huge tail. Dabai barely blocked Lin Xiaoxiao's body, and was attacked by this huge force, flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

The old man turned around and his arm mutated again.

No, this time it was not just hands, but half of the old man's body was covered with scales.

Sharp nails, sick arms.

He stabbed Zhao Zicheng hard in the chest.

"genius?"

"I have killed too many geniuses!"

Atae suddenly grabbed Zhao Zicheng's arm and threw him out.

The old man emptied his claws, but was not angry. He just sneered, raised his foot and kicked Atae.

Atai blocked his hands in front of him.

But the old man's strength and defense after the change have reached a certain level of terrifying level.

Accompanied by the clear sound of bone cracks, Atai flew backwards and smashed in front of Zhao Zicheng.

"My master...I thought..."

"I thought you would hold me and block... in front of me."

Zhao Zicheng tried hard to support himself and staggered up.

Atai still fell to the ground with weak limbs.

His eyes were confused.

Obviously, under such circumstances, he was still in the mood to consider the problem Zhao Zicheng just mentioned.

"I...I'll use you less time..."

"Run in front of you, hug you... it's too time-consuming..."

"And with his paw, we both became skewers..."

Atai endured the pain of the bone shattering and explained.

Zhao Zicheng smiled and shook his head: "You have indeed never watched those abusive love dramas..."

"What are an ant and what are gods?"

Zhao Zicheng tried hard to straighten his body, standing in front of Lin Xiaoxiao who was lying on the ground, Atai.ωωw.

That not-sturdy body seemed to support a world for them.

So reliable and down-to-earth.

His eyes were full of unyielding and stubborn...

"I have seen an old lady with no power to tie a chicken to enjoy her old age."

"I have also seen the so-called cult gods and are unwilling to die."

"Why do people always claim to be gods?"

"You look like a dog..."

"An old dog..."

Zhao Zicheng sneered and coughed twice: "There are few gods in this world, but the ants... are endless."

"Who said ants cannot kill gods?"

Every time Zhao Zicheng said something, he would take a step forward.

The momentum is constantly climbing.

Until a certain vertex is reached.

Looking at the old man opposite, who looked embarrassed, Zhao Zicheng smiled and was full of sarcastic: "Today, I will let you see the ants who killed the god..."

"Great Summoning Technique!"

Zhao Zicheng took a deep breath and stared at the boss: "Come on Dad!"

The air is quiet...

The old man who was about to take action was a little confused and looked at him in confusion.

A ray of cold wind blew across the broken window.

Zhao Zicheng shivered suddenly.

That unyielding and fearless look suddenly disappeared, and a stiff and flattering smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I count the time, my boss should have arrived..."

"I calculated the wrong time..."

"Ahem..."

"We are all second generations. If you kill us, you will be terrible... fuck!"

The old man raised his foot without hesitation and kicked Zhao Zicheng in the chest.

But he finally took some strength.

Not that I dare not kill anyone.
To be continued...