C190

This day, for the capital, is like the end of the world.

Although the battlefield was chosen in the high altitude, the explosion of the king's weapons, the terrible breath fluctuation, and the aftershocks of killing, every road, every trace, every strand, sank like Mount Tai, as cold as the ice cave in the depths of hell.

Falling down from the sky, the whole capital was crushed. People were shaking and their souls were shaking. For a moment never before, they felt that death was very close to them.

What's more frightening is that even the strong in Taifu can't resist this kind of aftereffect.

It's so powerful.

Some people couldn't bear it and were killed on the spot.

More people fled to the outside of the city, while others knelt down on the spot, chanting words like "help the LORD God".

Xiawuhou's body was shaking violently, his face was pale, and his pain appeared: "my father is right. If we want to continue the destiny of Shang state, we must learn to strengthen ourselves."

Xia Xiaoxiao was silent and was also suffering from that terrible fluctuation.

This is just an outbreak of the king's divine weapons, but it's so terrible that people can't imagine. If the king of god hands, can this city residence still exist?

Pen!

In front of the small gate of the five courtyard, the purple statue of God broke out again. It seemed that the statue was revived. The God's awn was shining on the sky and blocking the terrible aftereffect.

Boom!

Above the dark clouds, another big hand fell down, cold and heartless, full of great killing intention, the power of heaven and earth, and all kinds of terrifying force rolling down.

"It's your turn." The president's face changed slightly. He looked at Chen Qisheng in the fifth courtyard. He needed to revive the purple statue and guard the capital city. He had no time to look after it. If the Shangguan slapped him down.

It may not be just them who died, but hundreds of thousands of lives in the capital.

It's a killing.

Chen Qisheng nodded and walked out step by step. His backhand was a talisman. He went out and said, "Shangguan, do you still remember me?"

The power of the talisman bloomed, gorgeous and incomparable, like a light group, but it contained a powerful force. Like a star, it burst out in an instant, blocking the terrible hand.

Then, Chen Qisheng was a talisman, which broke through the void and turned into a huge sword, which broke through the attack of big hands and all the momentum spread down.

Seeing this, Shangguan sneered: "twenty years ago, I let you escape once, a year ago, you escaped again. This time, I see how you escape?"

Chen Qisheng shakes his head: "this time, if you don't escape, I'm here to kill you."

No one knows what kind of self-confidence and courage he used to say this, because he is facing a God King who has been famous for hundreds of years and is almost invincible.

And Chen Qisheng is at best a strong man who can connect with heaven. The gap between the two sides is too big.

"Kill me?" He laughed: "this is the best joke we've heard for hundreds of years."

Chen Qisheng did not speak. He trampled on the sky step by step. With his steps, the rules throbbed, and the power of the ten sides of heaven and earth rolled out. From a distance, it looked like a God's residence about to go to war.

At this time, his realm was also rapidly improved, from the nine heaven to the king's way, and then, one heavy heaven, two Heaven, the realm has been rising to the triple talent stop.

"Now?" Chen Qisheng opened his eyes, and his body was full of blood and was majestic.

In the dark clouds, Shangguan suddenly froze. As a God King, he has a wide range of knowledge. In the holy land, there are many techniques to enhance the realm by force. However, no matter what kind of skills they are, they have great defects.

Either you don't improve much, or you have a big reaction to yourself.

However, what Chen Qisheng promoted in front of him was deeply shocked.

It's a terrible watershed from heaven to kingcraft. From ancient times to the present, we don't know how many talents have been defeated, how many practitioners have been trapped, and even some people have been poor for a lifetime, but they have not been able to take this step.

It can be said that it is very difficult, as difficult as heaven!

Even in the kingdom of God, the ascension of each heavy heaven is also the distance between heaven and earth.

Take him for example. After 800 years of practice, he was granted the king and stabilized the realm of kingcraft. It took him 300 years to upgrade the second realm. It took him 1500 years.

It can also be considered that his promotion was totally accumulated with time.

After careful calculation, we can clearly know how difficult it is to upgrade the realm of God King.

In front of him, Chen Qisheng leaped from the nine heaven to the three Heaven of Wang Dao. This kind of promotion is unprecedented, which can be said to be a shock to the ancient and modern future.

"You are the king of two days, I am three days." Chen Qisheng laughed, and immediately, his eyes were cold, and his intention of killing was diffuse. His voice was impassioned: "twenty years ago, I wanted to kill you, but I was not strong enough."

"I see, you use the talisman to force yourself up." Shangguan suddenly burst out laughing: "after this promotion, your air sea will be completely exhausted, your life will wither, your soul will be broken, and you will die.""It doesn't matter." Chen Qisheng looked cold: "as long as I can kill you, even if I go to hell?" He said no more. His speed became faster and faster, and his momentum became colder and colder. The air seemed to freeze.

When the big hand is raised, a black lacquer Rune pen is displayed, and then it is waved forward. The thick brush and ink are sprinkled out, coagulating but not dispersing. After several changes, it condenses into a black dragon.

The dragon was ferocious, with black teeth and scarlet eyes. His thick body was rolling in the sky, and the wind was blowing slowly. Then he rushed forward with a roar.

Then, the Fu pen in his hand was waved again, and the second strong brush and ink were scattered and turned into a mark, which was branded in the void.

The third, the fourth, the fifth

With the rapid development of pen and ink, from dragon to magic weapon, fierce beast, beast, sword, all kinds of objects and life emerged, accompanied by amazing killing intention, overwhelming the front.

Become a soldier with a pen?

In the distant sky, there is a middle-aged woman and child watching the battle, followed by more than ten young women, one by one beautiful face, dignified facial features, clean clothes.

Obviously, the middle-aged women and children were shocked by Chen Qisheng's attacking methods.

Each stroke is a talisman, and it is an attack, and often the next attack is better than the previous one.

"Teacher, are we going to do it?" A beautiful woman, nervous asked, the distance is too far, and the king's power is too terrible, blurred the whole picture, with their realm is not visible.

But they felt the terrible war, and they couldn't even understand it. Was that the ruined yard in people's mouth? There is such a terrible background that even the God King can block it.

"Teacher, why are you fighting here?" Another woman asked, revealing a puzzled, and her people are different, her eyes is to see the capital city, crawling, shaking people.

"The devil is too terrible. We'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go, otherwise it will be a catastrophe in the whole land of gods and demons." The middle-aged women and children seriously said, "so, compared with the safety of the whole continent, what is a mere few hundred thousand people?"

"Oh." She nodded.

"All of you should remember that we should keep a long view. We are not only guarding one side of the lake, but also the whole southern zhanzhou. We are more responsible for eliminating the root cause of the dark turmoil, and the devil is the terrible root." She explained again, with dignity and solemnity.

From the beginning of the plan, the old city house was part of their killing.

Pooh!

I don't know how many strokes he wielded. The strong brush and ink almost filled the sky. In the countless attacks, one finally pierced Shangguan's body, and the blood of the God King fell down, bit by bit, to the capital.

"Run away." People were horrified and screamed.

The blood of the king of God contains great terror, great momentum, and terrible killing intention. If you touch it, you will be killed by the attack of the king.

There are not a lot of blood spilled down, but there are also hundreds of drops. At least half of these hundreds of drops fall on people's bodies. The people who touch the blood will explode directly and be drenched with blood.

For a moment, the sound of scream and despair reverberated in the capital, and the whole city house was in chaos.