Douluo's opening confession to Bibi Dong

Chapter 691 Changes, Bronze Hall

The red blade of the Scepter of Destruction entered between the brows of the golden-crowned God King, and then the tip of the sword pierced out from the back of his head.

There was a golden liquid flowing along the blade of the Scepter of Destruction and on the tip of the Scepter of Destruction, and then dripping down. The golden liquid was the blood of the God King. Ditian held the Scepter and directly cut the God King's sword. The head is pierced between the eyebrows.

At this time, the golden war spear also fell down, piercing Di Tian's body directly from his back, and the war spear pierced out of his lower abdomen.

At this moment, it was as if time had stopped and the scene was frozen. Ditian held the staff of destruction and pierced the head of the god king from the center of his eyebrows, and the other person's right hand also penetrated Ditian's chest.

In addition, the golden war spear also pierced Di Tian's body. The scene was frozen for a moment, and then a large ray of light that was so bright that it was impossible to look directly burst out in the depths of the starry sky.

The Scepter of Destruction suddenly exploded in Di Tian's hand, and then Di Tian's body also exploded in an instant, like a sun exploding at this moment,

The bright light illuminated the starry sky, and the Emperor Sky Bell flew over from the distant starry sky and smashed into pieces. It was also exploded immediately beside Di Tian. This was the moment when Emperor Tian, ​​together with the Destruction Scepter and the Emperor Heaven Bell, all It self-destructs, erupting with unimaginable power.

"Dragon God!"

The angry voice resounded throughout the starry sky. It was the God King wearing the crown. The angry voice came from the center of the explosion and resounded throughout the starry sky. However, the voice stopped abruptly soon.

Because his body also collapsed inch by inch in the next moment, and was annihilated in the huge explosion. The bright light spread out in the starry sky, creating a terrifying scene. Pieces of starry sky collapsed and shattered. In the eyes of everyone, the starry sky billions of miles away Directly into a huge black hole in space.

The entire starry sky seemed to lose its voice at this moment, watching the scene in the picture.

"Ancestor!"

In the direction of the Wuhun Empire, Di Tian and other powerful soul beast clansmen cried out sadly. Yue Guan, Di Tian, ​​Shenjia, Mad Hammer, Yue Guan and others were also stunned in place.

Looking at the scene in their sight, their hearts felt as if they had been hit hard by an iron hammer. They knew that this time, Ditian had really fallen, and the last remaining soul was annihilated along with it, along with the Scepter of Destruction, The Imperial Sky Bell will all become history, all of which will self-destruct at this moment.

"senior."

Yang Fan's body also froze for a moment, and his heart trembled. His heart seemed to be severely pinched, and he felt a surge of great sadness. This was the sage of their Douluo.

Originally, the God King who died in the battle to protect Douluo during his Douluo period only had a remnant soul remaining, but now, this remnant soul has been completely annihilated.

"A mere remnant of soldiers dares to stop this emperor, let me defeat him!"

At this time, another loud sound sounded in the depths of the starry sky, and a large area of ​​​​starry sky exploded. It was the dragon-headed god king who was besieged by super artifacts such as the Creation Divine Sword.

But at this moment, the super artifact collapsed. In front of everyone's eyes, the map of mountains and rivers of kindness, the murderous body, and the evil fists all collapsed at this moment.

It turned directly into countless streams of light and fell into the starry sky. The vague figure that originally controlled the Creation Divine Sword also dissipated at this moment.

The Creation Divine Sword was also directly broken in the middle by the dragon-headed god king.

After all, it is not the God King, it is just a weapon used by the God King in the past. Even if it is a bit weird like the Creation Divine Sword, it is not the real first generation destruction and resurrection after all.

Even the remnant soul is not counted. It is not easy to be able to entangle a god-king for such a long time. Up to now, all the super artifacts have been shattered under the hands of that god-king.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of everyone in the Spirit Empire in the distance changed dramatically, and Yang Fan's heart suddenly sank. However, the crisis had already arrived without giving him any extra time to think.

A golden war spear fell from the sky and stabbed Yang Fan's past body. At the same time, a huge palm slapped Yang Fan's current body.

These were the two god kings who had previously attacked Di Tian. They had never appeared, but their actions were decisive and courageous. Di Tian aimed at Yang Fan again. At the same time, the god king of the Guangming Tribe also He took action and slashed at Yang Fan with his sword.

This is a decisive battle. Three god kings take action at the same time. At this moment, even if Yang Fan has three points of destruction, there is nothing he can do. He can deal with one god king, but it is impossible for two, not to mention three god kings taking action at the same time. .

"puff!"

"puff!"

There was almost no resistance at all. The past and present bodies were shattered under the attacks of the two god kings. The gap between the two sides was too great. Under the god kings, they were all ants. The golden sword light cut through the starry sky. It was the God King of the Guangming Tribe who took action, swinging his sword towards Yang Fan's true form.

"You should also be buried with me!"

Yang Fan's handsome face showed a look of madness, and he stood upside down with his white hair, raising the sword in his hand high.

In the eyes of everyone, at this moment, Yang Fan faced the attack of the God King of the Guangming Tribe but did not dodge or evade. Fan Jian was directly raised high and slashed with a bright sword light towards the God King of the Guangming Tribe, as if he was going to die with him. Just average.

"He's crazy"

"If you want to destroy it, you must first make it crazy..."

"If you dare to resist the God King, Yang Fan has gone crazy..."

Seeing Yang Fan's actions, the kings of Qinghui, Huo Lingzi and other major holy places and royal families in the distance showed a smile in their eyes.

In their opinion, Yang Fan was already crazy. The madness before his death was beyond their expectation. Facing the sword struck by Yang Fan, the God King of the Bright Tribe retreated...

"Wow!"

In the end, Yang Fan flew backwards and coughed up a large mouthful of blood in the air, but he did not die.

Because at the last moment, the God King of the Bright Tribe retreated and saw Yang Fan slashing out the Sword of Time without his life.

He was immediately afraid and worried that he would be dragged down by Yang Fan's counterattack before his death. It was his retreat that prevented Yang Fan from dying under this sword.

Many people had a look of astonishment on their faces. Their eyes couldn't help but fluctuate when they looked at the God King of the Guangming Clan and Yang Fan. It seemed that the God King of the Guangming Clan was really afraid of Yang Fan.

But at this time, no one thought much about it, because in their view, Douluo's destruction had become a foregone conclusion. Ditian died in battle, the Creation Divine Sword broke, and Douluo's last resistance disappeared.

"Boom...boom!"

Yang Fan's body hit a meteorite like a cannonball, and the meteorite shattered.

"His Majesty!"

In the distance, everyone in the Wuhun Empire changed their colors.

"Cough cough."

Yang Fan's figure walked out of the ruins and stood on a broken meteorite. His clothes were in tatters and his body was stained with blood. There was a huge sword mark on his chest, and his body was almost split open: "Pfft!"

Just after taking two steps, Yang Fan couldn't help but a large mouthful of blood popped out of his mouth again. His feet gave way and he knelt on one knee on the ground.

Holding the broken sword in his right hand, Yang Fan felt an unprecedented sense of weakness and pain. At this moment, Yang Fan felt a sense of drowsiness.

He knew that if he really fell asleep at this time, he might never wake up again.

"Douluo Sin Star must be destroyed!"

A majestic and majestic voice resounded through the starry sky, and the figures of three god kings appeared in the depths of the starry sky. One was the god king of the Light Clan,

A god-king with a dragon head and a crocodile body, and the last one is the god-king with a crown who fought against Di Tian earlier.

Di Tian's final self-destruction did not kill him after all, but think about it, how could a god-king die so easily.

When the figures of the three divine kings stood together again, the starry sky became quiet again, like three supreme masters,

After nine days of suppression, Yang Fan knelt down on one knee, holding his sword, looking like a loser.

"Is our spirit empire really going to fall?"

"It's hateful. Why now? If we postpone it for another hundred years, Your Majesty will definitely attain enlightenment!"

"..."

Gui Mei, Mo Yuan, Tian Lang and others all clenched their fists, feeling huge reluctance in their hearts. Their time was too short.

Yang Fan hasn't reached the peak yet, they haven't reached the peak yet, the Wuhun Empire is not at its most powerful yet, but it has already faced a formidable enemy.

If time can be delayed, they are confident that they can rewrite everything and suppress all enemies. Unfortunately, time waits for no one. When they are not the most powerful, they usher in the biggest enemy.

"boom!"

Above Yang Fan's head, the void shattered, and a huge palm pressed down like it covered the sky, and slapped Yang Fan,

He also slapped the Douluo behind him. This palm was huge and boundless, like the hand of God. From a distance, it looked like it was going to smash Yang Fan and the entire Douluo behind him into pieces.

"After working hard for so long, I still can't escape destruction."

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the huge palm slapped above his head. A faint bitterness, powerlessness and unwillingness filled Yang Fan's heart.

For this day, in order to meet this catastrophe, he worked hard for nearly decades, but in the end he could not escape destruction.After prosperity, there is eternal silence. After nearly 20 years of hard work,

After all, I couldn't escape the destruction. I was helpless, bitter, and unwilling. Looking at the huge palm slapping down above my head like it covered the sky, an unspeakable sadness swept through my heart.

He was really unwilling to let this end. He, Yang Fan, had not yet reached the top of his life, had not yet shined his brightest light, had not yet climbed to the highest peak, but was about to be annihilated. .

"It's really coming to an end. My life, Yang Fan, ends here... System, when did you finally upgrade successfully?"

A faint voice came out of Yang Fan's mouth, with a hint of unwillingness, a hint of sadness, and a hint of loneliness. He had not yet reached the peak of his life.

The Wuhun Empire has not reached its strongest yet, but the enemy has arrived and time waits for no one. This time

It was the greatest regret and helplessness. Turning his head, Yang Fan looked in the direction of Douluo behind him. He wanted to take a look at the person he missed at the last moment of his life.

"kill!"

Behind Yang Fan, in the direction of the Wuhun Empire, he suddenly remembered the thundering shouts of killing. It was a group of strong men from the Wuhun Empire who moved at this moment. Looking at the huge palms slapping down above his head, his eyes showed madness at this moment. color.

"As a general, protect your family and country, live on the battlefield and die on the battlefield!"

"When people live in a country, they will perish!"

"Boom..."

There was a huge earthquake in the void. At this moment, Yue Guan, Di Tian, ​​Yue Guan, Shen Jia, Gui Mei, Mo Yuan, Tian Lang, and other powerful warriors from the Spirit Empire all moved at this moment. They took action one after another, and some even burned directly. Life, the god is sublimated to deliver the strongest blow...

"war!"

Yang Fan roared and roared, and the body that was kneeling on the ground stood up at this moment, with the sword in his hand raised high,

It turned into billions of feet and slashed towards the huge palm that was shot above the head,

Soaring red light rose up all over his body. From a distance, Yang Fan looked like a god of war wrapped in flames. This was his burning life, and the god sublimated to deliver this blow.

"Hmph, the mantis is like a cart."

The starry sky was born, and the god king with the crown on his head snorted coldly when he saw the performance of everyone in the Wuhun Empire. His right hand shook, and then he slammed it down. It was he who took action to destroy Douluo with one hand.

Next to him, the God-King of the Light Clan and the God-King with the head of a dragon and the body of a crocodile did not take action.

Because now Di Tian is dead, the Creation Divine Sword is shattered, Yang Fan is almost exhausted, and Douluo's last resistance has disappeared.

"Boom"

The huge palm covered the sky and the sun, like the hand of God, huge and boundless, and photographed Douluo,

It can be seen that under this huge palm, the starry sky above Douluo collapsed inch by inch, and the space around the entire Douluo planet began to distort violently. It seemed that the next moment, the entire Douluo would collapse along with these spaces. destroy.

"Boom!"

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, a loud noise was heard, and in everyone's sight, the starry sky above Douluo suddenly split open, and a huge black hole in space appeared.

Then something like a rectangular bluestone was seen smashing down, directly hitting the back of the huge palm. At this time, everyone saw clearly what kind of bluestone was here and there, but a bronze coffin!

It was very sudden. A Qingtong coffin suddenly fell from the void, and then hit directly on the back of the huge palm.

Then, in everyone's sight, the huge palm exploded in the air, like a ball of fireworks, and countless golden liquids splashed down in the starry sky like raindrops.

This is the blood of the emperor, but the strange thing is that this golden blood does not splash directly in the starry sky, but all converges towards the Qingtong coffin, and finally flows directly into the Qingtong coffin, and is all absorbed.

This scene happened so suddenly that many people were unable to react. Even Yang Fan, Yue Guan, Di Tian and other people from the Spirit Empire were in a daze.

Looking at the extra Qingtong coffin in the starry sky above their heads, they were a little dazed. They had even despaired before.

Even Yang Fan was no exception. He thought he would definitely die, but he didn't expect such a change to happen.

In fact, not only Yang Fan and the others, but others watching the battle from a distance were not like this. They looked at the Qingtong coffin appearing in the starry sky in shock.

No one expected that something unexpected would happen at this time. A bronze coffin appeared, smashing the God King's palm into pieces and absorbing the blood.

It was as if this coffin was sucking blood, which was shocking and made people feel a chill at the same time.

"who!"

The expressions of the three god kings in the starry sky also changed. They looked at the Qingtong coffin across their sights.

(End of this chapter)