"Have we won?" After a long time, Bigong looked at the tranquility in the distance and couldn't help asking about Zheng Zheng. She didn't realize that her words had changed unconsciously.
"Not yet." Zheng Zheng said.
"No, isn't the king of killing no longer moved?" Bibidong was puzzled.
"My opponent has never been the king of killing." Zheng Zheng said.
"Not the king of killing, who is that?" Bidong asked.
Is there any more powerful existence than the king of killing in this killing capital?
But the power of the king of killing is already the peak power that human beings can achieve. The power above it seems to be God?
Suddenly Bibidong looked at Zheng Zheng, and seemed to want to find the answer he wanted from the look of Zheng Zheng.
But Bidong's answer no longer needs to tell her, because her eyes have already told her the answer. In the eyes of Bidong, a blood color appeared in the body of the whole city.
The light of light is gathered in the ruins where the king of killing is, and the blood -colored light of the star is gradually gathered into a bloody figure in the ruins of the Gaota.
In the sight of Bidong, the king of killing appeared in front of her again. The tall body was already full of sores at this time, but in the collection of blood color, hundreds of wounds on his body
Healy heal at the speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, in humans, the extremely tall figure is still swollen at the speed of the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it has expanded into a body with a height of more than five meters.
"Shura, he really came out." At this time, a voice appeared very abruptly in the soul of Bidong.
"Shura God? God?" Hearing the sound deep in the soul, Bidong showed a shocking and sudden look.
"What do you want to do?" I realized what was happening in front of Bi Dong and couldn't help looking at Zhengzheng.
"Is this your opponent?" At this time, Bidong had realized what was going to happen.
In the next moment, in the sight of Bidong, Zhengzheng stepped out, and it seemed to condense endless space in one step.
The figure has appeared at the end of Bibidong's sight.
"You are really not a person." At this time, the hazy speculation gradually became clearer in the mind of Bidong.
In Bibidong's sight, Zheng Zheng hosted the king of killing in front of him.
Between the moment, the palm sword intersects, setting off a ripple, and its spread, everything turns into nothingness.
But this is just the beginning. In the sight of Bidong, the reaction between Zhengzheng's palms seems to completely shrouded the world and the earth, and it is suppressed by the king of killing.
But the king of killing at this time became stronger. The bloody sword waved, it seemed that it could be cut everything.
The hit with a sword with a sword, which seemed to be able to break everything.
"That's the power." Bi Bidong murmured himself, just felt that his breathing was rapid, and his heart beating violently.
In the sight of Bidong, the figure belonging to the king of Zhengzheng and the killing has already appeared in the air in the process of fighting.
I saw the blood of the king of the killing surrounded by blood, covering the endless killing air, and went straight to the sky. Even if it was far away from a long distance, it was just a vision of contact.
There is endless murderous shock to the soul. If she was not the God of the Rakshasa god, and she has already experienced seven gods, I am afraid that she would have fallen into the madness.
However, the figure of Xunzheng seemed to become a black hole. The vitality of the heaven and earth for dozens of miles of square meters was gathered towards Zheng Zheng.
Then, then
However, the king of killing seems to be able to open up the world. Under the attack of Zheng Zheng, the sword cuts the vitality of the long dragon.
But what is even more shocked than Dong is that whether it is the king of Zhengzheng or the killing of the killing, it has obviously mastered the extreme strength of the world, and it is clearly the most cruel battle in the world, but everything around them has not changed.
There is no endless explosion, no violence that destroys everything, the application of the two has reached a incredible state, and there is no slightest power out of power.
The enemy in front of me.
"Is this the battle of God?" Bi Bidong said to himself, just feel that a new world is opening her door for her.
"Although God's power is terrible enough, but this combat skills? But it is even more incredible."
In the sight of Bidong, the meaning of time has been lost, and there is only the magical war in the air.
"Shura is about to lose." In the passing of time, a voice sounded again in the soul of Bidong.
"How to say?" When he heard this voice, Bidong couldn't help asking.
"Look carefully."
When Bi Bidong heard his words, I saw a blood -colored sword in the heavens and the earth swept towards Zhengzheng.
Bibidong only felt a shocking heart, because in her sight, Zheng Zheng did not respond to the blood -colored sword qi that was enough to destroy everything. Instead, he allowed him to sweep herself.
"Can't he avoid it?" Bibidong thought in panic.
"No." In the moment, Bibidong's panic became firm again.
I saw the moment when the blood -colored sword qi struck Xun Zheng, Xun Zheng also pointed out that Rujian had ordered the blood -colored sword qi, and the blood -colored sword gas staggered the direction under this finger, and attacked behind the Zheng Zheng.
And go.
Immediately, there was a fierce explosion, and Bibidong looked down, and saw a mountain peak from a few miles of a few miles disappearing between the heavens and the earth.
"This is the power I yearn for." At this time, Bidong had realized why there was a talent in the soul.
Because the rhythm of the king of killing has been chaotic, a sword is useless.
Sure enough, when the king of killing came out of a sword, when the new power was born, the figure of Xunzheng had moved. Since the first time the sheath was out of the sheath, Huo Ran, who had never produced the sheath again, cut it out.
With time and space, when the king of killing was too late, he chopped it on his body, and the sword's arm Huo Ran was separated from his body.
At the moment when the arm was left, the king of the killing had retreated. Sure enough, the next moment, Zheng Zheng had appeared in the position of the king of killing, and his palm had pressed on the bloody sword.
When Bibidong looked away from the body of Zheng Zheng, he found that the figure of the king of killing had disappeared into the sky.