Chapter 800

Even if the God Emperor hard to join his own move is not good, let alone an ordinary person who has not become a god level author.

Not into God level author eventually for mole ant, just such power is some helpless, this is how ridiculous thing, only to become stronger.

Soon, the wings behind the killing God, Sheila, flapped faster and faster, and set off a huge storm. Such a storm is like the abyss of death, and those involved in it will be torn apart and become a part of it.

The power brought by the storm is enormous. Everything along the way has been involved in it, and a few miles of people have been involved in it. Fang Tianxing naturally wants to rescue them, but when he comes to the edge of the storm, he can't control his body.

Fang Tianxing is inevitably involved in it. He is in the storm of killing. The air in it seems to be with the intention of killing. He wants to cut off the vitality of anything.

Such things are helpless, such things are broken by people, but such things are ridiculous.

The killing storm continued to roll forward, and everything in it was with the intention of killing. Fang Tianxing felt that countless things with the intention of killing were rushing towards him, as if he wanted to tear himself to pieces.

These things used to be very ordinary. It's better to say that the fragments of trees, some sand and glass have become sharp weapons to hurt people.

Fang Tianxing just feels that he has some helplessness. He has to have a lot of terrible power to deal with people's affairs. These ordinary things are also very terrible.

He shakes the Wanfa Ruyi fan in his hand. His index finger and thumb stand upright. The other fingers join at the nail. This is the formula of zhe Zi, which can freely control the body and meditate on the wisdom of the Tathagata.

He kept avoiding these things, but the killing intention everywhere was always around Fang Tianxing's heart.

Once again shake Wanfa Ruyi fan, ring finger, middle finger, thumb upright, little finger, index finger bending combination, heart brave and resolute, recite the Tathagata Vajra sado.

All of a sudden, he calmed people's minds and helped them survive the killing storm and save their lives.

However, if you keep it for a long time, you will lose it. In this killing storm, there will always be countless killing intentions. It's not easy to go out. The only way is to completely suppress the world with your own strength.

If you want to get out of here, you have to get rid of the killing intention everywhere, which is an extreme cruel force.

Fang Tianxing has made up his mind to let all things compete in the field of freedom. With the blessing of today's power, life in the field is full of vitality, cheering for his own destiny one by one.

The whole field is expanding, and life in the field can benefit more or less. Naturally, such hope for life is unprecedented.

The killing will invade into the field, many lives are infected by this power, the killing will be aroused in the heart, it seems that the next second is about to fight, but the fight of life in nature is to seize resources.

Now that there is a steady stream of power blessings in the field, why should we fight endlessly.

Only when the resources are scarce, the fight will become very fierce. When the resources are sufficient, the fight is unnecessary, and the environment does not need them to do so.

Soon, these animals seem to wake up and wake up from the frenzied killing, because killing is not necessary for them at the moment.

Those killing intentions seemed to be engulfed in general, and the killing God, Sheila, only felt that the power in the killing storm was slowly weakening, and no longer had the previous ferocity and hostility.

Without the endless killing intention, the whole killing storm also seems to have lost the previous repressive atmosphere and become without the previous threat.

Without these killing intentions, the whole killing storm seems to have no soul, no more fierce breath before.

Soon Fang Tianxing came out of the storm with all the people. What a ridiculous thing it was. People didn't think of the strength of these things.

It's funny to see Fang Tianxing come out unharmed and save the people who were involved in the killing storm before.

It's not easy to get out of my killing storm, but there are more powerful ones behind

In a short time, the God of killing, Sheila, waved his two wings more quickly towards the sky. The two wings were like two machetes, trying to tear up all those who blocked the way.

The Wanfa Ruyi fan in Fang Tianxing's hand is naturally not suitable for close combat. He soon replaced it with Yu Changxin's black iron bar.

The iron bar with magnetic force, the texture is also very strong, and the killing God King xira's wings collided with each other, making bursts of harsh sound.

Xira, the God of killing, gave Fang Tianxing a cold advice. Fang Tianxing found a chance to knock xira on the head with the iron plate and beat him back.

He fell away, it seems that he was slightly injured, things are not so simple, the will to kill was beaten into Fang Tianxing's body by him.

All of a sudden, Fang Tianxing felt that there was a feeling of killing rising in his heart. His eyes became red, and a strong hatred appeared in his heart, trying to tear everything in front of him.

He raised his head and roared like a wild wolf. He rushed to the killing God Sheila. The black iron bar in his hand smashed the killing God Sheila into mud.

But in the heart of the killing has not dissipated, not aware of their own situation, not enough vigilance for the outside world.

At the moment, Fang Tianxing is in a frenzy. The killing God, Sheila, already knows that Fang Tianxing has fallen into some kind of fantasy. He will never find out if he sneaks on him at this time.

Xira's wings are about to pierce into Fang Tianxing's heart. As long as he advances a few inches, he can take Fang Tianxing's life.

He said with some pride: "it seems that I have won the final victory. He belongs to me now."

But he didn't see surprise or jealousy in other people's eyes, but some pity.

When Sheila, the God of killing, turned his head and looked back, the situation was different, which made people feel helpless.

Fang Tianxing didn't know when he had woken up, which made them feel helpless. He was defeated by the people, but it was ridiculous.

This is how things, just such things are not so happy, to the nine gods lost face.

Xira, the God of killing, turned red. Unexpectedly, Fang Tianxing pretended to take the bait. His pride was the clown performance in his eyes.