Ancient Godly Monarch

Qin Zhong’s gaze is as contemptuous as ever. It’s really stubborn. He still refuses to give up. He asks himself to eat. Is it necessary to take him away and Qin Qiaotian can stop?

He stared indifferently at Qin’s body, and he did not resist. He turned into a heavenly road. How could Qin’s attack on the sky be shaken, and Yushu, Qin Zhong was filled with Tianwei, and his face flashed through the cold I don't plan to continue to consume it. Since he still doesn't give up, let him live forever.

Behind him, the round of the ancient clock light curtain bloomed, crazy rotation, the avenue of the highway pressed down, waiting for the arrival of Qin Wentian.

Qin asked the eyes to be extremely cold. He arrived in front of Qin Zhong without any hindrance. The confident Qin Zhong did not stop. He waited for Qin’s attack and attacked without self-reliance. He is the god, the **** of the gods. Under the ancestors.

In the moment when Qin asked Tian to fall in front of Qin Zhong, the first thing that broke out was the sword on the right hand, but the black stick on the left hand. This was enlarged with the stick, like a rock pillar, falling down and banging. The loud noise directly fell on the huge body of Qin Zhong. However, it was like squatting on the ancient clock of Tiandao, making a loud sound, as if it was not a flesh and blood.

However, just in the moment when the black stick fell, the confidence on Qin’s face suddenly changed. The whole face suddenly became distorted, showing pain, and his eyes had an incredible look, as if I believe Qin’s blow can shake him.

This stick fell, Qin Zhong felt that his body and soul were separated, squatting in the depths of his soul, the Tao was unstable, and it was shaking.

However, Qin asked how he would miss such a good opportunity to change the speed of the time, how many attacks can he explode in an instant?

For a time, I saw countless black afterimages, and the sound of roaring sounded through the sky. At that moment, the black stick, I don’t know how many times it blew on Qin Zhong’s body. Qin Zhong, the **** of heaven, could not Suddenly with such many attacks, he should have counterattacked or retired, but he did not, under the tremor of the spirit, even if he was a god, his reaction was still dull, so that he suffered multiple attacks in an instant. .

The whole person of Qin Zhong was awkward, and the whole sky was shaking in madness. Then the ancient clock broke and burst, and the power of heaven seemed to collapse. Qin asked Tian to look at Qin Zhong. This eye is the fate of heaven. Eyes, the Taoist method, brought Qin Zhong into the field he absolutely controlled.

"Swordsman." Qin asked the day to spit out a word, behind the star soul sword field broke out of the world, the ancient words floating in the world between the heavens and the earth, every ancient word contains the power of the Tao, Qin asked the hands of the sword Out, in an instant, the ancient Jianguang will drown Qin Zhong’s body. The time and bones in his body release the power of terrible time, and the soul of a star in the back blooms together, making the attribute power to the extreme.

To deal with the gods and strong, and have already obtained the first opportunity, then the other party must be directly eliminated, and no more opportunities can be given. Otherwise, it is him who destroys.

Therefore, in a very short moment, the power of Qin Wentian’s eruption can be described as earth-shattering, as if the body of Qin Zhong was to be fixed in the law of his endless sword, and he was able to bear the power of the martial law.

Qin Zhong’s eyes were full of fear, and Qin asked Tian to hide his strength, in order to explode in an instant, and the black stick was the real artifact.

Under the power of Qin Wentian's eruption, his body was shredded and destroyed, and the life force seemed to be dissipated. Qin’s action was still not stopped, and he was still attacking until Qin Zhong’s body became nothing. He Just stopped, all sweats.

Finally, lore?

God, too dangerous, if not the other side, if it is not the stick given by the old man, he will not have a chance.

But when Qin asked the day to relax, suddenly, a very strong crisis came out. Qin Wentian felt that it was wrong. His body instantly retreated and broke into nothingness. Then, in the space of destruction in front. An illusory shadow appears as if it were a soul.

The shadow of the soul is exactly what Qin Zhong looks like. He has a terrible murder in his eyes. He is a **** figure. He was actually killed by Qin Wentian. The gods on the high are killed by ants. How sad it is. One thing.

Qin asked Tian’s disguise and deceived him. He was too confident and gave Qin a chance to ask, but this time, he would not give Qin a chance.

"Oh." The illusory figure turned into a huge ancient clock. This ancient clock sprayed the endless glow of the sun toward the front, killing the ancient times. In an instant, all the endless space is in the envelope of the ancient clock power, nothingness. Qin Qiaotian was still suppressed, and then the ancient clock locked Qin Qiantian's body, coming directly, crossing the void of nothingness, and attacking Qin Qiaotian, the golden yellow glow released, like heaven. The robbery, destroy everything.

When Qin asked the body to go back wildly, the demon sword was collected. He lifted the black stick again. He felt that this ancient clock was the spirit of the other god. Only this black stick is the most suitable. withstand.

There is no retreat, and the endless glow of the gushing rushes his body inside. Qin Wentian feels a real destructive power. At this moment, Qin Zhong no longer has any hands to stay. He has already done this. Now, I will think of living people. He only wants Qin to die.

"Hey." The little **** felt that Qin Wentian was threatened and wanted to rush.

"Go away." Qin asked Tian Meng to smash him out. Where would the little **** go to death? The black stick in his hand turned into a black stick. Qin asked the incarnation of the giant and became extremely huge. He lifted it up. The sacred stick, the time flow rate changed, and at the fastest speed, rushed toward the gushing Xiaguang, and rushed toward the huge ancient clock.

The sacred stick and the Xiaguang collide and pass through directly. This stick only hits the soul, even if it is the **** of the gods, it attacks.

The gushing Xiaguang light directly fell on the body of Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian only felt that the body was destroyed a little bit. He gave a painful snoring, his body gradually became illusory, and the gods were desperately hit. How powerful.

However, Qin Qiaotian’s sacred sticks still did not stop, with extreme speed, blasting forward.

"Oh..." The little **** in the distance made a loud noise. He saw that Qin’s body became a little illusory, as if it could disappear at any time. The huge body of the giant, to be vanished, turned into dust.

However, the body that rushed forward was under the spurt of the sun, even after Qin asked the body, even if it was far away, it was still attacked. He made a painful snoring but could not push forward.

"Boom!"

A loud noise, like a catastrophe, Qin Qiaotian's sacred **** sticks on the ancient clock, making a loud sound, the whole piece of sky trembles, endless space has a devastating storm.

Qin Wentian’s body collapsed and destroyed, and the sacred stick fell toward the sky.

The ancient clock trembled wildly, and then a voice of sorrow and anger came out: "I am a god, I am not willing."

This voice trembled in a thousand miles, but no one was killed by Qin Zhong. After his voice fell, the ancient clock gradually cracked, and then burst and broken. At the moment of breaking, it seems that Qin Zhong’s illusory figure appeared. But like the body of Qin Wentian, the direct destruction bursts, and the space trembles again.

The vast space of the endless space, a dead, no trace of sound, in this endless space, there is a illusory invisible figure floating in the power, there is a giant beast figure, lying dying, very fierce.

The sacred stick is turned into a black ordinary stick, lying quietly on the ground, even if it is placed there, not necessarily someone will pick it up, but just under this ordinary stick, to kill a god.

Space, dead still, no one knows what happened here, however, someone will know the death of Qin Zhong.

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The Qin nationality, the palace, and the grandeur of the atmosphere, at this moment, the Qin people's past calm was broken, there are many to think about gathering in the palace, Qin Zheng sitting in the first place, his face is ugly.

Just today, just a few days ago, the Qin people had a disaster, and there was a **** and a fallen.

The entire hall, a dead silence, the gods, the ancient emperor of the ancient times, placed in any force, this is true, is the real top figure, the degeneration of a god, is absolutely a huge loss, even for the Qin The super power is still the same.

"The homeowner must be Luoshen's intervention, and the army will be in the wasteland." Someone said, the look was cold and indifferent, and the killing was filled in the hall.

Since Qin Zhong is going to the command of the family of Luo Shenshi to carry out the homeowner's command, then it must be Luoshenchuan, Luo Shenshi, actually dare to kill their Qin people's gods.

This matter cannot be tolerated. Only attacking Luo Shenshi, even if it is a battle of top powers, still does not hesitate.

When it comes to the fall of the gods, the Qin people, how can they give up.

"Good." Qin Zheng only responded with one word. The gods fell, no need for any reason, no need to discuss anything, directly sent troops to Luoshen.

The Qin people vibrate, the strong ones come out, ready to go to the land of the wasteland, but at this moment Luo Shen's uninformed, they just completed the handover of the homeowner, Luo Shen tomb finally boarded the home of the position, when the spring breeze!