The God of Destruction

Wow!

Pan Chen spurted blood, the Emperor's Son method was illusory, like a candle swaying in the wind; Taizu Law was not easy, Pan Chen clearly saw those purple and golden eyes hazy, it seemed that it would not last long.

"Again!"

Pan Chen drank a large glass, and the emperor rushed up again.

Under the sky, the sun rises high.

In Lin'an City, everyone stopped, stood on the spot, and looked up, where a bright and fierce war broke out, all kinds of brilliance surged up, countless divine light shot out, boiling a piece.

"roar!"

The heinous divine power rushed in all directions, the white clouds collapsed, and the void was crushed, like a dazzling light, across the sky, separating the world from the sky.

"It really is Zhao Taizu, worthy of the founder of the Song Dynasty!"

Pan Chen vomited blood and returned, the emperor's law broke, his eyebrows, purple breath, God's soul surged and suffered unprecedented trauma.

"Buzz!"

In the tremor, Taizufa still existed in the void, a purple golden light rushed to the sky, and then his eyes dimmed, looking at the old emperor, looking at the court, through a trace of human disappointment, and then completely disappeared .

"Your Majesty!"

The old emperor cried and wept bitterly. He felt that the charm of his ancestors had disappeared. His heart was in distress and he shouted loudly.

He knew that Taizu's protection had completely disappeared.

For the children and grandchildren, that ray of Taizu's spirit is to protect the children and grandchildren, and let Song linger. With the advent of the times, the wind will spread.

"Her Majesty the Great Patriarch, future generations!" The old emperor worshipped the void respectfully.

"Ming Wang's method is gone, Song Tingsheng won."

"Have poor King Yingjie lost this way?"

"If the Dharma was crushed, how could the Ming Dynasty King win?"

In Lin'an City, people's moods are complex, unfortunately, sad and pathetic. There are thousands of different ideas.

"Great! Good death!"

"The emperor won! Song Dynasty has nothing to worry about!"

"Since the death of King Ming, Sichuan and Shu have no leaders, and the world returns to the Song Dynasty. I want to name the young history and thousands of famous ancient officials!"

Prince Wenwu roared, and the world was unified. This matter, even His Majesty Taizu and Taizong have not done it, they did it.

Young history is still famous all over the world, thousands of thousands of times!

"The emperor won! I am still the emperor. Beauty, let me go." Song Huang, who was in a hurry and fear, immediately became energetic. "As long as you serve me wholeheartedly, you should be rich and rich."

"Shut up!" Huang Rong's face was not very good. The dark power under his feet suddenly raised a loud noise, and a pig-like voice suddenly sounded.

"Bold! Little girl, Ming Wang has been busy taking care of himself, and he quickly let go of the official house!"

"It's a wild girl, but don't stop!"

The military and civilian courtiers were drunk drunk, clenched their fists, and yelled at justice.

Above the sky, the clouds are flowing, and the breeze is slow.

auzw.com "The thief! Because of you, the soul of His Majesty the Great Ancestor has dissipated, there are too many other people's sins, and you can't write it, even if you killed nine peoples, it's not too much!"

The old emperor urged the ancestor Buddhism and forced him to find Pan Chen. This majestic emperor, like a ruler, rules the life of the world, no one can join him.

"Well! Is the king slaughtered like this? You look down on the king. Nine to Nirvana!"

The phoenix sang in the air, the fire glanced over Pan Chen, rising like a flame; the phoenix bathed in fire, bright feathers, rushed to the sky.

Nine to Nirvana, similar to the ancient fairy beast Phoenix Nirvana, self-cultivation, rebirth.

"boom!"

The golden fist of the old king fell, and the Phoenix Society sighed, spreading a flame in the sky, like a brilliant spark, dispersing the sky.

"Tianzi's method, the art of murder!"

Pan Chen's face was deep, his eyebrows were full, Tao Jinguang was full, his soul was stable, and Zijin's phantom stepped out. Like him, he was like the supreme emperor.

"respite!"

The light gleamed in the void, and a terrible killing gas burst erupted, where the gap collapsed and could not be stopped.

The gold fist disillusioned, and the little gold shone on the body, a loud noise, an earth-shattering sound, chaotic clouds and scattered, the illusion of Taizu law.

"respite!"

It was these three swords that split the past, killed the gas, rolled up the clouds, drowned the world, and shattered the Taizu Method.

After the thump, Pan Chen also spit out blood like gold paper. He ran nine times to the Nirvana, which contained the soul, but was interrupted by the old emperor and was in the air; as a last resort, he was forced to urge the Son Cut out the sword to kill.

Not far away, the old emperor also flew out, shouted, coughed up a blood, and almost fell into the air.

Pan Chen stood on the void, her eyebrows shining brightly, and the purple and golden methods did not enter. He urged nine circles of Nirvana, and the phoenix flickered, indifferent to each other.

Up to now, the Dharma on both sides has been shattered, Zifu is turbulent, and the soul is trembling, and can no longer be urged.

But Pan Chen turned to Nirvana nine times to protect his body, minimizing the trauma of sprinting Dharma. Although he had little fighting power, he was not afraid.

However, the emperor's blood broke out for the first time, drawing his blood, and now even the Dharma phase was broken and wounded.

Of course, the old emperor would not think so. The body moved again and was bullied again. Jin Guanghua was full of the world and full of emptiness.

In this war, Pan Chen was not easy to fight, but with the Xuan Palace to protect himself, the war became more courageous. In the gap, Huang Rong hijacked the Song Dynasty. The courtiers and the public will put down their mouse to avoid this device, they dare not force each other.

On the other hand, the old emperor was breathless, pale, with excessive blood loss, sustained trauma, and gradually became stronger, unable to keep up with the trend.

"Lord, if you lose, the world will change."

It is appropriate to chase the poor invaders, do not betray the name of the overlord, Pan Chen follows the instructions of Grandpa Grandpa, and does not give the old emperor a chance.

"boom!"

The old emperor flew up like a scarecrow. His right shoulder and his entire arm were smashed into blood mist by Pan Chen. His chest collapsed, his bones split, and his bones were visible.

Pan Chen pursued the past, and the old emperor forced boxing regardless of his injury.

"Hush!"

The old emperor fell to the ground, his internal organs were cracked, his body was covered with blood and red, and he couldn't move. A Kun Peng rushed out and swallowed.

The master was killed!

This change came too quickly, too suddenly, and no one reacted.

"Song Emperor, come on your own." Just when the courtiers were stunned, Pan Chen walked to Huang Rong, waved his big hand, drove Song Dynasty out, and pulled him out of the palace. ..