Chapter 685： The gods and thunder of the gods listen to my orders

Under the darkness of the night, the man standing in the farmyard's small yard had a satisfied look on his face, sticking out his tongue and licking his lower lip.

His eyes stared greedily at the house, as if he was about to break in and **** the master's energy to replenish energy and support the children.

"Shh-"

Qu Liushang has not had time to act.

A sharp and tyrannical sword qi burst through the air, arousing a torrent, and slashed with an incomparably powerful coldness.

Yan Zhixu's slender body stood in the air, holding a transparent sword with ice crystal frost flowers carved on the hilt.

The long sword in his hand is wrapped in a strong and domineering power, and it is pressing towards the opponent, making deadly moves, and specifically picking the most vulnerable parts of the human body.

"The gods and thunders of the gods obey my orders, slay the evil gods, destroy the evil spirits, eradicate the evil spirits, and promote my divine might!"

"lead!"

"lead!"

Yan Zhixu held a sword in one hand, while the other hand raised a bit and bit his finger to force out a drop of blood, using the blood as a guide to draw a complicated spell in the air.

With the completion of the runes, the originally clear night sky instantly became covered with dark clouds, and countless thunderous thunders lingered in the air.

"Fuck! Fraud!"

Seeing the great power of the gods and thunder, Ji Zhou was so frightened that he uttered a foul language, and hurriedly came with a peach wood sword to ride the wind.

They are all the same tricks, and the steps to draw a spell are the same, but the thunder and lightning drawn by Big Brother Yan are not even a little bit more powerful than his.

I don't know which billion steps went wrong.

"Zizzi-"

Zi Lei whistled in mid-air, and the wind swept the earth, causing the world to change color and tremble in a ten-mile radius.

Ji Zhou was worried that ordinary people would see this picture and accidentally be affected, so he hurriedly clenched his hands, and mobilized the mana in his dantian to set up a protective barrier.

"Little bitch, how dare you ruin my good deeds!"

The divine thunder roared above his head, Qu Liushang was terrified, and his voice was shrill and piercing.

A black mist appeared on his hand, his handsome face was grim, the mist condensed into darts, and they all hit Yan Zhixu.

"Want to stop me? Die, bitch, no one can hinder the birth of my son!"

The black darts are poisoned and contain an evil poisonous mist, which is strange and cold, and they are fired in unison to kill people.

"Made, Mr. Yan, be careful!"

Ji Zhou was so frightened that his three souls and seven souls almost flew out, and exclaimed to remind her.

Yan Zhixu stood there indifferently, his blood-red lips lightly parted, "Foolishness."

Her voice was cold and emotionless, and it sounded in this space, as if the superior was declaring the final end.

The slender fingers pointing in the air fell.

Immediately, the Divine Thunder, who had been wandering for a while and refused to fall, received the order and swooped down.

Purple thunder and lightning shone across the world, and all things shivered in fear, and the surrounding poultry and animals bowed their heads.

"Boom--"

"Boom—"

"Boom--"

...

The thunder and lightning did not stop and landed in unison. The picture was unprecedented and shocking.

A divine thunder seemed to have wisdom, and landed in front of Yan Zhixu, and all the darts that came flying all disappeared.

"The power of the gods and thunder cannot be offended, and there are no ghosts under the purple thunder."

Yan Zhixu landed on the flat ground with a solemn expression on his white and smooth face.

Countless purple thunders slashed at him, and Qu Liushang was horrified, setting off stormy waves, mobilizing all his strength to resist.

It is not worth mentioning that a small power is fragile in the face of absolute strength.

After resisting for less than two minutes, the soul body hidden in Qu Liushang gradually became transparent.

The ghost in the wedding dress was split out of the body, and a sharp scream came from her mouth.

"Ahhhh-"

She lay curled up on the ground, reluctantly glanced at the fetus in Qu Liushang's womb, but did not take the baby back.

In less than a few minutes like this, she will definitely be smashed into ashes by the divine thunder.

The woman in the wedding dress glanced at the fragile barrier, coughed a few times, and turned into a cloud of smoke to break through the barrier and escape.