Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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boom! Rumble!

The eternally different space, lightning and thunder, violent shaking, can't stand the coercion of the three gods, and looks away. It is no longer three people, but three mountains.

"Wait, annoyed me."

Wu Wu Mo Zun said indifferently, I don't know if he said it again, or the **** of the ruins said that the word was slight, and it shattered the ancient immortal dome.

Today, he is indeed full of strength, regardless of whether the strength is strong or not, regardless of the leader, it is absolutely crushing Ye Chen and Zhao Yun.

Ye Chen ignored, Zhao Yun also ignored.

In their eyes, Wuwu Mozun was only taller, but in fact, there was no difference.

Buzz!

The buzzing sounded, Wu Wu Mo Zun's hands manifested Wu Wu Shen Dao, so unimaginable.

East and west, the eternal wind does not fall, Zhao Yun made the sword with eternity, and imprinted the immortal mark, Ye Chen became the stick with eternity.

kill!

Wu Wu Mo Zun roared, and moved the artifact, destroying it with a knife, sweeping across the Eight Wastelands.

Buzz!

Ye Chen's stick came up, the hard steel on the front, the knife and the stick touched, the black halo appeared, spreading across the square, if there is an ordinary **** here, it will be destroyed by collision on the spot.

Zheng!

At the same instant, Zhao Yun killed, and a sword slashed Wuwu Demon Venerable, thanks to the fact that there was a Wushen Shendao to protect it, otherwise, this sword could cut it alive.

what....!

Wu Wu Mo Zun angered howl, his figure was raised upright again, and he waved his sword at Cangjiao.

Nothing trembles, there are hundreds of millions of thunder, each one is the supreme law, and it has the power of destruction.

"Destroy me."

Wu Wu Mo Zun snorted coldly, and waved his knife away from the bottom, suddenly, the law thundered like rain.

"Destroy me?"

Ye Chen sneered, drove away with a stick, stirred up the Wuwufengyun, the eternal vortex appeared, swallowed the heavens and the earth, and swallowed the thunder.

"ban."

With a loud clang, Zhao Yun lifted his sword and clicked on the grass, an eternal sea of ​​immortals, swallowed up against the sky, and instantly submerged Wuwu Mozun.

That is not the ordinary fairy sea. The plumes of immortality are as heavy as mountains; the plumes of divine light are the supreme rules, interwoven in the immortal sea, evolving eternally.

Buzz!

Wuxie Mozun was also domineering enough to cut off the sea of ​​immortals and jump out.

"Give me...go on."

Ye Chen eternally stood, standing taller than Wuxue Mozun, a stick emptied, and hit the Wuxuetianling cover firmly.

Wow! Sour!

Wu Wu Mo Zun hummed, fell from the sky, a huge mountain-like head, **** bones flying across the sky, or the Wu Wu Shen Dao, holding on to death, otherwise, his head would burst.

Zheng!

Zhao Yun was killed, a sword ruined the world, and the arrogant overturned 80,000 miles, without waiting to settle down, Ye Chen arrived again, without saying a lot of nonsense, waving a stick, and no more, no less, another eight Wanli.

Since this moment, Wuxun Mozun has not stood firm. Zhao Yun has a sword, a sword, 80,000 miles, a stick of 80,000 miles, and he is stunned from the east to the west. Nothingness, the **** bone is stained with magic blood, and it is full of eternal space.

Gee Gee!

As the spectators, the supreme gods collectively snorted, and the picture was too **** to look at directly.

Someone seems to have called the **** of return to the market, which is still not enough to look at. It is very strong and not fake, but the two goods opposite are also a top nature, an eternal immortality, an eternal immortality, innately eternally intertwined, supreme source of divine power Endless.

what....!

Wuxia Mozun hissed howl, he was the most embarrassing one, thought that, when he opened the god-level hang, he was invincible in the world. Yes, I don’t know where things are from north to south, I only know that the brain is buzzing.

"Unbelief will not destroy you."

Zhao Yun snorted, the eternal fairy sword buzzed, one sword after another without stopping, the power destroyed the world.

"I want to see how long you can resist."

Ye Chen screamed, a stick was more domineering than a stick, a stick saw blood, and it was really necessary to fight Wuxue Mozun all the way to the desert of the universe.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

No delusion demon respects blood, and no delusion magic sword also buzzes.

You know, from beginning to end, it is under attack, and it is only the aftermath that does not suffer.

At this time, even though it is the supreme artifact, it can't carry the hammer anymore. The two eternals across from it are too strong and terrible, and they are so terrible that they ignore the extreme pressure.

"You wait, **** it."

Wu Wu Mo Zun went mad and sacrificed 90,000 years of life, in order to heal the body of the gods, so as to urge Wu Wu Shen Dao, slashing Zhao Yun, slashing his hand, and Ye Chen.

At this point, he had stabilized his body, he did not stand steady in one step, almost planted nothingness, just a dozen moments, God knew how many swords he had suffered, and God knew how many rolls he had suffered, the towering god’s body, beaten Dilapidated, most of them would have exploded without the support of artifacts.

"This knife is powerful enough."

The blood at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth was overflowing, and the knife sacrificed by the blood sacrifice for 90,000 years of life was not a joke. Wuwu Mozun could not break his eternal immortality, but Wudao God's sword could do it.

The supreme artifact, although the master has been buried, but it is still the existence of the destruction of the world.

Looking at Zhao Yun, there was an additional gully in his chest, which was hacked out by Wu Wu's sword. Rao was his immortal, and it was difficult to heal on the spot.

However, this is a trivial matter.

Although Wu Dao Mo Zun is strong in his sword, although he has injured two people, he is far from reaching the foundation.

He was the one who lost 90,000 years of life. That feeling was not very pleasant.

"Come."

Zhao Yun shouted and shattered nothingness in one step, and a sword cut a fairy river, eternal success.

"kill."

There was no rogue demon roaring, and he came with a knife.

Ye Chen is not idle, Shi Yinian eternity, the forbidden Wuwu body stagnate for a moment.

At this moment, Zhao Yun's Excalibur arrived, and a sword split over Wuwu Mozun.

"Don't move, I will come."

Ye Chen eternally waited for a certain position, the eternal immortal stick buzzed and trembles in his hand, and the waist and horse united in one moment, and the flying imperious demon Venerable was swept out with another stick.

"Sticks are good."

Zhao Yun sighed, the excalibur in his hand consciously transformed into a fairy stick, Wuwu Mozun had turned over, and he, he went to make up a stick and beat Wuwu Mozun back.

Wow! lb! Clang!

The picture is more eye-catching than the last time.

The two eternals, one east and one west, are carrying sticks. You stick me and stick, and the domineering side leaks.

At that scene, it looks like playing baseball.

And Wuxue Mozun is the ball.

"Two beasts!"

The Supreme God grinned and started, looking at the eight classics, the two eyeballs, fluttering around with the imperfect Demon King, and swinging left and right, the Lord of the God Market is really a ball!

"Comfortable."

I don’t know which oldest high god, confided these two words, stroking the beard, the old face was engraved with cool words, did not regard Wuwu Mozun as the master of the **** ruins, but regarded it as the **** of ruins, Seeing that the **** of Guixu was hammered, he could not speak sourly.

The other supreme gods saw nothing but a dry cough. The old supreme **** was not a joke. It was a **** of the same age as the **** of the ruins. Look at the expression and the relationship with the **** of the ruins. No matter how harmonious it is, there will be no gloating.

boom! boom! boom!

The fighting in the eternal different space has not stopped.

Ye Chen opened and closed, like hitting chicken blood.

Zhao Yun's blood was monstrous, as if he had taken a gunpowder.

The two eternals, there is no fiercest, only more fierce, a posture that does not see the ball ashes, it will not be finished.

It's really weird, how can it be resisted like this, beat it up once, and reshape it once, they are embarrassed to fight again.

Not only are they embarrassed, but Wuzong Mozun is embarrassed. The sanity is almost collapsed. At one or two moments, there was an urge to surrender.

"Ru, not ruined yet?"

Zhao Yun shook the sky, the eternal sword was shining, traversing the heavens and the earth, carrying the divine power, from the west to the east, the sword wore Wuwu Mozun.

"Give me... destroy."

Ye Chen has arrived at Jiuxiao in no particular order. The eternal fairy stick has been raised above his head. A stick melted countless rules, imprinting immortality, and smashed down into the sky.

puff!

The blood of the supreme blood is extremely dazzling, and the blood flower of the supreme explosion is also extremely gorgeous.

That majestic Guixu **** body was finally exploded, the blood was like rain, the bones were like landslides, the blood and bones were intertwined, and the Wuxue Demon King fell into the vastness, and it became the Guixu in exchange for the Supreme God Road The power was exterminated by eternity, and his **** body disappeared from the human form. In the fall, the whole body annihilated the divine light, like a decaying corpse, to be destroyed in the long river.

Buzz!

Falling together, there is also the magic weapon of the Wushen God, the Supreme God’s magic weapon, which has suffered too many eternal attacks, and the sword body has a trace of cracks. The bright divine light has also been annihilated to the extreme. It looks like a piece. Rusty.

Look at Ye Chen and Zhao Yun, one standing in the eastern sky, one pestle in the west, the hand holding the fairy stick, all trembling, his face slightly pale, there is a ray of blood in the corner of his mouth, the attack is endless, the fight is even eternal Can't hold it anymore, every hard attack, it was backfired by the Wuxue Shendao, I don't know how many bones were broken.

The gods are not difficult to kill, and the gods with the highest artifacts are truly indelible.

If you want to kill the god, you need to break the highest artifact first. Even if the two of them join hands, they are exhausted and breathless. I can imagine how terrible that supreme artifact is.

Today, all this is not important.

What is important is that Wuwu Mozun was completely defeated, and Wuxi Shendao was also hit hard by eternity.

Don't underestimate that crack, there is a crack, there is a defect, from that moment on, it is no longer a complete and high artifact.

Unless the **** returning to the ruins returns to the world, no one can refine it to completeness, nor the Supreme God.

"Eternal, really scary."

The supreme gods murmured, but that is the supreme artifact, the celestial weapon of the supreme god, not the supreme god, who can break it, but the two juniors did it.

"I don't believe it."

Wuwu Mozun roared and roared, staggered up, and could not stand steadily.

This battle was really tragic, extinct to the Highest God Road, sacrificed 90,000 years of life, and even the highest artifacts were cracked. Compared to these, the Yuanshen was hit hard and the **** body was destroyed, all of which are pediatrics.

"ended."

Ye Chen and Zhao Yun said indifferently, both raised their hands, pressed down with their five fingers, and there were eternal portraits between their palms, like a big hand that would destroy the world. There is already a regrettable, severely wounded invulnerable sword, and it will be difficult to protect him in a short time.

However, at this moment, a black divine light, suddenly descending from the sky, ignoring eternity, actually split the different space, and even with Ye Chen and Zhao Yun, they also retreated.