Chapter 1919

"Kill!"

"Follow me! They have been badly hit! There is no strong strength to break out!"

"Kill! Make contributions! Change the situation in Kyushu, today!"

Those rebels, one after another, roared loudly and looked crazy.

In their view, they are not betraying the Kyushu world at all, but seeking new vitality and way of life for the Kyushu world.

Since the dark Legion is so powerful, isn't it a good choice to surrender to him and accompany him? Why, we must be hard steel in the end?

In doing so, it is only to kill some people and lose some sovereignty, but it can preserve Kyushu world and most people.

Compared with survival, what are these sacrifices?

"Kill!"

"These beasts! White eyed wolves! Fight with them!"

Countless Kyushu troops roared, and their voices were full of anger. Many popular chests fluctuated violently and almost exploded.

"Kill!"

Wen Zhong took the lead. He looked very cold. He didn't bother to say more to Wang Feng. He thought it was disgusting to say more to them.

Buzzing, buzzing!

On him, the divine light burst. Above his head, the light of the archaic divine pot became more and more bright. Thousands of divine lights fell down like streamers to protect him.

Holding the broken spear in one hand, he went straight to Wang Feng and killed him angrily! The magic power has been boiling, like the ocean is surging, the waves collapse the clouds, and the terrible waves crack the air!

"Hum! Die! Smell the clock and I'll learn your skill today!"

Wang Feng sneered, took a deep look at the bell and shouted without fear.

Behind him, a virtual shadow of the world emerged, showing a mysterious side.

In the virtual shadow of the world, endless bloody purgatory flashed, there were colorful glazed lights in the sky, and there was a pure land with the fragrance of birds and flowers.

Boom!

As soon as the virtual shadow of the world appears, it flows with endless light, unfolds infinite mysterious lines, and suppresses the past towards the bell with vast prestige, as if it was going to crush him with the power of the world!

"The power of the world!"

Hearing the clock's look slightly changed, Wang Feng was shocked by the moves he showed for the first time.

Power of the world!

This is the art of attacking and cutting that can only be mastered by refining a prototype of the world!

Wang Feng's world is a virtual shadow, with blood flowing on it, with boundless malice, which is obviously not obtained by normal means!

Then, there is only one possibility! Wang Feng, before he knew it, had slaughtered a world!

"So, you've been planning this! I see! If you want to fight, it's not a day or two! You want to create another Kyushu people!"

It's not stupid to smell the clock. Now I understand Wang Feng's intention.

He didn't really care about the life and death of Kyushu world! Because, for him, even if Kyushu world is really gone, he can take people to the world he controls! Settle there! Build a new Terran!

"Wang Feng, you really have a poisonous mind!"

Hearing the bell gnashing his teeth, the broken spear in his hand is more bright, and there is a divine light flowing on the spear tip! Almost burning.

"Do you understand now? It's too late!"

Wang Feng looked at him coldly and said with disdain!

Words fall.

He pressed his palm forward!

Dayton time.

Boom! Boom!

The void exploded, and the deafening roar sounded like thunder. Mysterious lines, through the virtual shadow of the world, are mapped on the void and intertwined, a large area of mysterious brilliance! Let's all shake the emptiness, as if we can't bear it.

"Suppress it!"

Wang Feng roared.

The power of the world burst out and sent out great power!

In that place, the figure of smelling the clock was directly beaten out! The whole body is dripping with blood! In many places, even the skin is torn open!

The ancient god pot is still falling with endless light, but the light has become much dimmer. Even there is a slight crack on the ancient god pot!

The power of the world is too strong!

At this moment, to smell the clock, it was like the power of a world. It was amazing luck that he could survive without dying.

In fact, if it were not for the help of the ancient god pot, at the moment, he was afraid that he would have died and completely become a piece of loess.

Wen Zhong stared at Wang Feng, but his heart sank fiercely!

Wang Feng, it's too strong!

He's hiding too deep!

This strength can almost challenge the great saint!

Opposite him, Wang Feng also stood with a negative hand. He looked calm and said faintly, "smell the clock, how do you stop me!"

He said.

On him, the light blooms!

He urged the virtual shadow of the world again and suppressed it towards the bell!

Hearing the clock's look changed greatly, he just moved sideways to avoid the edge. At the same time, he urged the Taigu God jar again and burst out thousands of feet of God's light.

Surrounded himself and protected him.

But it's still useless.

The virtual shadow of the world crashed down and hit Wen Zhong with an unimaginable speed!

The endless light trembled. It was blown up here, shining the void as bright as day!

After a while.

Bang bang!

A series of explosions sounded.

I saw the bell in the protection of God's awn, flying out again!

People are still in the air, mouthful after mouthful of blood, just like no money, kept gushing out!

And Wang Feng, with a move, stopped the time. The Taigu God jar originally suspended above the top of the smell clock was directly caught in his hand.

Wang Feng took it, played with it, and said with a satisfied smile: "ha ha, this thing is a treasure. Now it belongs to me! Thank you for your love, brother Wen Zhong!"

Poof!

Smell the clock is another mouthful of blood gushing out. At the moment, smell the clock, the blood is sprinkled horizontally, and there are deep visible bone scars everywhere. It's as miserable as it should be.

He stared at Wang Feng, gritted his teeth and said, "it's the first time for me to see such a shameless thing as you! God doesn't have eyes, but he won't accept you as a scourge and beast!"

"Oh, my God, I dare not accept it!"

Wang Feng sneered and said proudly, that posture is arrogant!

"No nonsense! Kill!"

Wang Feng shouted. He didn't waste any time at all. While he was talking, his palm moved slightly again!

Dayton time.

A big bloody hand print appeared out of thin air and roared angrily towards the smell of the clock!

Bang!

Wen Zhong's body was directly smashed by a slap! Turned into a blood mist and disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, as strong as a bell, only the soul was left to be attacked and killed by the king!