Chapter 1542： Kill the **** of the wilderness!

The head of the **** can be regarded as a pure mad believer. Anyone who is disrespectful to the **** of the wilderness is his deadly enemy. In order to destroy the enemy, even if he sacrifices his life, he will not hesitate!

This kind of person has been fighting for his life, even if he has already determined that Tang Zhen’s strength is unfathomable, but he still has no choice but to fight.

It can be said that from the moment he walked out of the main shrine, he did not intend to come back alive.

However, the cruel reality has proved that even if he comes with the determination to die, there is no reservation to fight, but it does not necessarily mean that you can achieve your goals.

Through the fight, he has already determined that he cannot be the opponent of the Loucheng monk. However, this does not mean that the head of the guard will temporarily retreat. If he flees in fear of fear in front of the enemy, it will become impossible for him to erase his life. The humiliation.

Only death, for a mad believer, to defend the glory of the **** of the wilderness, and to die on the battlefield, it is absolutely glory!

This kind of thing is sometimes wonderful, and when you believe and stick to it, there may be a chance to reap unexpected rewards.

For example, at this time, the head of the escort, he willingly sacrificed his life to pray for the coming of the **** of the wilderness, and actually got a response!

This result is also contrary to Tang Zhen’s expectation that he believes that the indigenous protagonist who has been repeatedly provocative will always kill the dog, and even has completed the plan to destroy the main temple of the emperor.

Once the main shrine is destroyed, the energy transmission of other subordinate temples will be cut off. Tang Zhen intends to use this method of isolating the power of the gods to make the **** warriors become waste people, and then force the **** of the wilderness to appear.

Who would have thought that the other party was so unsettled, and at this moment, it was easy to accept the call of the head of the escort, and the energy light group that surrounded the head of the guard knew that the indigenous **** was pouring the power into the body of the guard.

The **** of the wilderness and the head of the **** are not a hierarchical existence at all. Even if he uses one-tenth of the power, it is enough for the head of the **** to wither in the moment!

It can be seen that the head of the **** does not regret it. At this moment, his face has a satisfied smile, but the look of Tang Zhen is getting colder and colder.

It was the hatred of the gods from the wilderness. I wished that Tang Zhen would be a thousand knives. As an indigenous **** above the heights, when did he suffer such humiliation?

Waving the sharp dragon in his hand and riding a gun, the space around the body was drawn into a crack, and the head of the guards sounded without a trace of emotion: "From the outside world, I will prove at the moment that your existence How humble and small is it?

After killing you, I will imprison your soul and impose various punishments in the endless years to repay the sins you committed! ”

Tang Zhen heard a sneer, but it was a small indigenous god. He dared to speak with himself in this arrogant tone.

"I am not afraid that the wind will flash my tongue. Who do you think you are, or remember the last moment of this life!"

Even if he knows that the other party’s actions are to test his true strength, Tang Zhen still has no need to cover up, only because the indigenous gods have been clever since they started to be smart, he is destined to die!

"Let me kill you and regain the top spot in the trial list!"

As soon as the voice fell, Tang Zhen had already risen to the sky. The Soul Eater in his hand was like a huge black dragon. He began to extend forward from the position he had just stood, and finally fell on the head of the guard in midair.

"蝼 肆 肆 肆!"

Even if it was shocked by Tang Zhen’s terrorist attack, the head of the guards controlled by the **** of the wilderness was still very hard. He smiled and raised the dragon-riding gun in his hand and greeted the soul-splitting knife that came to Tang Zhen.

"boom!"

A loud bang came and two two semi-circular energy shields were raised between the two, and the mysterious laws and runes were scattered.

The attack methods of the two seem to be half a catty, but in fact Tang Zhen’s Soul Eater has been pressing down, and the mouth of the mouth has a ridiculous smile at the same time. It seems to be very easy.

The land around the body of the **** has been shattered into dust, and the strong wind has rolled up the dust. It has instantly become a giant tornado that connects the world and spreads around.

The surrounding city monks have evaded themselves. Once they are involved in this storm, even if they are unable to preserve themselves, the possibility of 90% will be torn into pieces.

When the strength of the monk reaches the point of controlling the law, even a weed, a drop of rain, can be turned into a weapon of terror, the power is not something that low-level monks can resist.

"Hey!"

After a muffled sound, Tang Zhen fell to the ground unscathed. In contrast, the head of the **** was already bruised and bruised. The hand was built by a famous artist, and the dragon riding his gun that he used for many years was full of spiderwebs. It seemed to be faint. There is blood oozing out.

Obviously, this dragon rifle has resonated with the head of the escort, like flesh and blood. When it is damaged, the head of the **** will also suffer terrible counterattacks.

"The **** of the wilderness, too!"

The voice of Tang Zhen was introduced into the ears of the head of the escort, and the anger in his heart could not be suppressed. He looked up and stared at Tang Zhen. Even if the blood blurred his eyes, he still did not change his beliefs.

With the roar of the head of the escort, his last trace of wisdom was drowned out in the power of the explosion, released with a more terrible power than before.

The whole world seems to have become dim, and all kinds of illusions appear. It seems that all the vegetation around them has become fine, and then the head of the **** who began to collapse with the body quickly withered and withered!

Even the heavens and the earth seem to start to age, completely losing all the bright colors, leaving only black and white.

"This is my law field, which allows all things to die in a moment, and I see how you can resist!"

A slight smug voice came, but it was not sent by the head of the escort, because at this time he had already been like the dust of the pile, and it was scattered like the surrounding flowers and trees.

The mission of the head of the **** is over, and wherever his soul will go, perhaps no one will ever know.

In the center of this monotonous black and white scene, Tang Zhen's face did not have any panic or accident. At this moment, he is the only color in this black and white world, which is dazzling and strange.

"It's just a field of law, and I dare to show it off. I don't know if you are short-sighted, or you don't know the power of the Loucheng monk!"

The sound of Tang Zhen sounded like a wave in the vast space, and the faded pictures began to shake. From time to time, bright colors appeared in the twisted folds.

"If you have this strength, you can die!"

As soon as the voice fell, Tang Zhen was like a volcano erupting. The indescribable horrible power spread out all around, and the withered scenes were torn apart, as if the broken mirrors were completely collapsed.

A sound full of surprises and horror came from the unknown, and the atmosphere of the **** of the wilderness dissipated like a tide, and all the surrounding scenes returned to their original state.

The only change that has only become a defensive head of the fly ash, he has already dissipated with the wind, leaving only a broken dragon rifle inserted obliquely on the ground, insisting that he refused to fall.

Tang Zhen reached out and took a trick. The dragon-riding gun that was stained with blood fell into his hands and seemed to be still unwilling to scream.

"Do you think you can escape? Today I will show you how stupid your own temptations are!"

Stretched his hand on the dragon riding a gun, Tang Zhen lifted it slowly, slammed into the sky above his head, and then saw the dragon riding a gun to pierce the sky, bursting with glare.

"what……"

The people on the ground seemed to hear a scream, and then there was a huge figure in the void, and the chest was pierced by a flashing dragon.

The silhouette of the figure was twisted into a ball, trying to reach out and pull the dragon rifle down, but the flashing dragon rifle seemed to be a red iron stick, and the figure just retracted when touched.

“Why, why is this?”

The unwilling roar reverberated between heaven and earth, seemingly full of remorse and fear.

Before the people came back, they saw that Tang Zhen’s figure had disappeared. The next moment appeared in the void, and he caught the dragon riding a gun.

He grabbed the dragon and slammed the gun, and then rushed forward to send it. The opposite figure struggled a few times and then fell softly to the ground.