Dimension: Sign In To Leilu Core at the Beginning

  Chapter 372 God of War Artosh

   "It doesn't matter to me even if you go to bed together."

  Jibril dragged her chin, half lying on the empty road.

   Vaguely, Ling Xuan could see Alicia's shadow from the opponent.

  Hearing Jibril's words, Ling Xuan couldn't help laughing: "Tuo Da will kill the Flügel, especially since I'm not good at refusing."

   "If you really want to do the three-pronged thing, I don't mind satisfying your little hobby."

   "Of course, I will thank you very much."

  Jibril breathed out like Landau.

   Be as seductive as possible.

  The combat power displayed by the Flügel is completely opposite to its appearance, two extremes.

  Han Cheng looked strange.

  I always feel that Ling Xuan and Jibril are not talking about the same thing.

   "Why are you still standing there? The other party has invited you like this, why don't you show your big sword quickly?"

   Ling Xuan urged.

  Han Cheng took a sip: "... I understand, the two of you are not on the same channel at all."

   "It's your heart."

   Ling Xuan said leisurely.

  Han Cheng: "..."

   "Give me something that can fly."

   "There's really nothing I can do about you."

  A white light emerged from Ling Xuan's hand and shot into Han Cheng's back.

   next second

  Pure white wings of light stretched out from behind.

   "Isn't this your equipment? What will you do if you give it to me?" Han Cheng asked, looking at the light wings of the White Dragon Emperor behind him.

   "Have you forgotten, Lei Ming, was originally born in the sky."

   As soon as the voice fell, a red thunder burst out from Ling Xuan's body, leading him into the sky.

   Seeing this, Han Cheng hurriedly followed.

   It's just the first time I use it, the control of the light wing is not too stable, and the flight is a bit bumpy.

  At this time, Ling Xuan also completed his transformation.

  The scarlet Herrscher God Ring appeared in the void, spinning slowly behind Ling Xuan.

  Crimson armor covers the arms.

  The merged hands slowly pulled apart, and in the red thunder light, a purple sword was reflected as the thunder fell.

  Chick!

  The blade cuts through the void.

  The mixed thunder light directly blasted the distant mountain peaks out of the hole of the full moon.

   "This world is good, let me go all out!"

  Feeling the violent energy in his body, Ling Xuan has never felt so comfortable.

  With Ling Xuan descending in the form of the Herrscher of Thunder.

  The red thunder light buzzed in the sky, and the earth was illuminated red by the day's light.

   "..."

   "I've changed my mind. The rarity of your heads is beyond that of dragon spirits. Let's set it at lv6 for you!"

   After a moment of silence, Jibril's eyes lit up looking at Ling Xuan who looked like a **** in the sky.

  No fear at all, but trembling with excitement.

   "Crazy."

  This is Han Cheng's evaluation of Jibril.

   As the saying goes, if you are in a daze, you will die.

  Jibril who completely disregards her own life is the most troublesome.

   "If you want it, take it yourself."

  Ling Xuan chuckled and waved his hand.

  The sky responded.

  Countless red thunder of judgment fell, smashing towards Jibril crazily.

  Jibril was hit after dodging a few times in a row.

  The result was that the superimposed thunder light directly pressed into the ground, making it impossible for Jibril to perform Sky Shift.

  The elves in the body were eroded by the Houkai energy, causing large-scale necrosis.

  Han Cheng swallowed after reading it.

  Rolling? !

   "The world is weary"

   "In the world, set off the wind of oblivion!"

  Following Ling Xuan's big hand stretched out.

  The clouds in the sky began to rotate at a speed visible to the naked eye, and thunderous thunder resounded throughout Disbo.

"Um?"

  On the throne of the Phantasmal Avant Heim, a burly man with eighteen pairs of wings behind his back slowly opened his golden eyes.

   If you look at it from the perspective of the universe, a huge vortex has already appeared in the entire Disbod sky.

   Its scope is so wide that it almost covers half of the planet.

   "It's a bit exaggerated."

   Han Cheng looked at the thunderstorm spinning in the sky and said in shock.

   It's just dealing with a Flügel, you don't need to change the world directly!

   "Jibril, let me show you what the real [Sky Strike] is."

  Ling Xuan's indifferent voice sounded, and the divine ring behind him began to spin faster.

  A huge sky strike magic circle appeared in the middle of the thunderstorm tornado!

   (For the detailed screen of the thunderstorm tornado, please refer to Yuanjin Tenuntoge)

  Jibril, who pulled her head out of the ground, looked at the sky that had already changed drastically, and froze in place for a moment.

   "The real...Sky Strike?"

  The next moment, Ling Xuan responded to her question.

   "Sky Strike!"

   Plain words spit out from Ling Xuan's mouth.

   Hundreds of millions of thunder lights gathered and turned into terrifying thunder pillars and fell!

  Wherever it passed, vitality dissipated, and everything was wiped out in the thunder!

  Han Cheng was dumbfounded.

   According to this situation, it is not a problem to run through the entire planet!

  Even Ling Xuan didn't expect that the Herrscher of Thunder and the Herrscher of Wind would have such terrifying power under the full power release and blessing.

   "Everyone said the Flügel would die...huh?"

   Just as he was feeling emotional, a golden light rushed out, offsetting Ling Xuan's World-Destroyed Thunder Pillar.

  When the light dissipated, a dodecahedron was revealed, an item exuding a moving luster.

   "Star Cup?"

   Ling Xuan murmured.

  When encountering a force capable of destroying the planet, the star cup will appear, thereby smoothing out this force.

  Star Cup is a conceptual device that can give the holder supreme power.

  It is designed to only appear after the most powerful force appears. Therefore, the gods believe that only by killing other gods will the star cup appear, and then the surviving **** can get the star cup.

  However, the **** species is the incarnation of concepts, born from the elven corridor, and is endless.

  So in the original book, Rick took a different approach and directly penetrated the elven corridor that bred all the gods, which is equivalent to directly destroying the other party's spring water.

   Just as the plot and setting emerged in Ling Xuan's mind, an extremely tyrannical aura descended.

   Immediately afterwards, countless Flügel fell from the sky.

  They first glanced at the star cup, and then all looked at Ling Xuan resolutely.

  A burly figure about three meters tall stood in front of countless Flügel, with eighteen pairs of wings spread out behind him.

  Just standing there is enough to suppress everything.

  In his hand, he was also carrying Jibril, who had completely turned into a little lolita.

   From the blow just now, the Deity named Artosh saved her.

   "Master Artosh! Little Gita!"

  A Flügel quickly came to the God of War.

   "She's fine, but her strength is exhausted." Artosh handed Jibril in loli form to Azrael.

   "These monkeys dare to treat Xiaoji like this... I will never spare them!"

   "Stand back, Azrael, you are no match for them."

   God of War's flat voice sounded.

   "But Artosh-sama...yes!"

  Finally, Azrael backed away unwillingly hugging Jibril.

   Artoxiu looked at Ling Xuan lightly with his golden eyes.

   "Don't you want to get the star cup? People from the outside world."

"Not interested in."

   "Not interested?"

   "Hahahaha, interesting, you are the first creature since I was born that doesn't want to get the star cup."

   Artosh laughed out loud after pondering for a while.

   "Outsiders, can you let me understand the strongest meaning?"

  The arrival of Artosh has attracted the attention of countless races.

  They all looked at the golden **** with apprehension and fear.

   But more, it was curiosity about Ling Xuan.

   Artosh, God of War, has not appeared in front of the world for a long, long time.

  (end of this chapter)