Chapter 577

"Boom..." Jintao's waves and sand are like an ocean like a divine sea. They destroy everything and grind down the ages. Under its terrorist attack, nothing is broken and no spirit is destroyed. Chen Jiu was swallowed up by it. It should have been a moment of flesh and death, but now it is tumbling violently!

The waves hit the sky and went against thousands of miles. The powerful divine sea was suddenly separated by a force. A dominant figure walked out of it, looking dignified and despised the gods.

"You... How can you still be alive?" the eight popes were shocked and couldn't believe their eyes.

This figure, no one else, was Chen Jiu, who should have died. At this time, he smiled contemptuously and said, "why can't I live? You mean reptiles, what can you do except rely on the breath of the gods?"

"This is not true, you have no reason to live!" the god man stared and said angrily: "kill me, big waves pour waves!"

"Boom..." the more violent waves rolled up, but they could not challenge Chen Jiu's majesty. Standing between heaven and earth, he was simply a master more noble than the true God.

"Go away!" with a wave of his big hand, the incomparably noble and supreme Jinsha collapsed and collapsed thousands of miles. Chen Jiu's big hand went to the God and man in the air. When wearing it, it broke through the air with infinite power!

"Bang!" With a sound, the big hand grabbed the god man's neck and hung him in his hand like a chicken. A pair of pupils stared at him contemptuously and shouted, "dare to threaten me with my relatives, even God I will kill!"

"No... you can't kill me... Ah!" the god man felt his weakness and was completely stunned. He begged for mercy but nothing. Chen Jiu hated him at this time. He didn't talk nonsense with him at all. He absorbed it directly and destroyed his body and mind in the palm of his hand.

A true God, superior to the Holy One, but was crushed to death by Chen Jiu. This scene makes the eight popes fart and pee. Flow, can't face it!

"And you, don't want to escape, all of you die!" Chen Jiu stared directly at the eight popes and shook them.

At the critical moment of life and death, the Dragon came out to rescue the danger. Otherwise, he would really die in vain. The other party's means were amazing, which really made him suffer a lot.

Of course, the dragon's initial inaction has made him grow a lot. If he fights, he mainly depends on himself!

"Roaring..." the eight popes, at this time, were like ants in front of Chen Jiu's hand, which was possessed by the dragon. When they raised their hands, all eight people were crushed down by the earthquake, spitting blood and unable to move.

"Where is my family?" Chen Jiu scolded and asked.

"Chen Jiu, let us go, or we'll bury them!" the dark Pope shouted reluctantly.

"Accompany your mother, you die first!" Chen Jiu was angry and pressed down with a palm. The God shape of the dark Pope collapsed into the air on the spot.

"Chen Jiu, give us a way to live..." Pope Guangming quickly knelt in front of Chen Jiu and begged pitifully.

"Hum, don't think that if you don't let go, I can't find them. Open them!" Chen Jiuyi took the holy weapon of Pope Guangming. It was a forced tearing of the inner space on the spot and released the millions of legions of the Chen family. Once the supreme will was swept away, they all returned to normal, tore the array and were returned to the ground safely!

"This... Who are you? You can tear the top sacred vessels given by the gods, which only God can do!" the bright Pope and others were silly, and were more afraid of Chen Jiu.

"I am God!" Chen Jiuqi stepped out like a foot through the sky, "bang!" Suddenly, the Pope of light, a powerful generation of overlord, was trampled into meat and mud, which was very sad!

"No, Chen Jiu, forgive me. I am willing to give up the gods, believe in your glory and worship your majesty..." the king of Jin religion gave up his faith in order to live.

"I dare not accept you as a fickle believer!" Chen Jiuli drank and stepped down with one foot, strangling Pope Jin's life at his feet!

"Chen Jiu, we are the spokesmen of God. If you kill us, it is against God. You are cutting yourself off. You still have time to rein in at the precipice!" the Pope preached with dignity on his face.

"Bah, you're not even a dog in front of the gods!" Chen Jiu scolded and cut across the Pope on the spot.

"The gods have issued a decree to kill me, and they are already against me. There is no need for you to talk nonsense. Today you are all going to die, and I want the gods to pay for it. One day, I will invade their divine world, capture the gods and let them all kneel before me!" Chen Jiu, with high spirit and unparalleled bearing, rebelled against the gods. He won't give many popes any chance, It was boxing and pedaling, like killing dogs and ants, and completely slaughtered the eight popes in the array of gods subduing demons!

The Pope is dead, and the gods subdued the devil array destroyed itself. With the change of space, Chen Jiu returned to the underground hall, but it is no longer dignified, it is full of holes, and the images of the gods are broken. It's embarrassing that the hall may be damaged at any time, and the glory will not return.

"The halls of the gods, from today on, will be destroyed in our dragon blood Empire, and none will remain!" Chen Jiuda covered the sky and stirred up the world. He urged the destruction of this secret hall on the spot, and it was not slow. His big hand photographed that the Eight Temples in the German King City were also directly flattened and the ash flew out!

After all this, Chen Jiu was slightly relieved. He put away the holy soldiers of the eight popes and came outside the city to meet his relatives.

"Father, Grandpa, are you all right?" Chen Jiu asked, worried.

"Jiu'er, it's good if you're safe, it's good if you're safe. We can't cherish our death. You can't do anything!" Chen long and Chen Tianhe were full of tears and worried.

"Don't worry, no one in the world can kill me!" Chen Jiu comforted and was moved.

"By the way, jiu'er, do you know why many popes want to fight us this time?" Chen Long couldn't help wondering again.

"The gods have issued a decree to destroy me, the abandoned son of the gods!" Chen Jiu said gritting his teeth.

"What? The gods have decreed. What should we do? What about the eight popes?" Chen Tianhe was even more worried.

"Father, please rest assured that the eight popes have been beheaded by me, and the gods are not so powerful. I tell you, I just killed a real God, which is nothing terrible!" Chen Jiu was fearless and said to heaven, "the gods want to kill me because they are afraid of me growing up!"

"You killed the eight popes? Isn't that tantamount to offending countless believers in the eight temples?" Chen Long stared and almost bit off his tongue.