Chapter 157 The Evil God Helps

In the sun, the heavenly court! The sky, the starry sky!

The void broke into a big hole, and countless stars were pulled from all directions, forming a galaxy to pour into the bottomless black hole.

In the black hole, there are two heroes in the world.

Lord of Dongzhou, win! Lord of the heavenly continent, the son of heaven!

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~n!"

With a roar, the two of them separated slightly.

At the feet of the victory, stepping on a thousand-sized bronze coffin, the magic weapon of winning, the bronze coffin of the world!

In Tian Daozi's hand, it is a huge bronze stick!

"Tian Daozi! Twelve days of ancestral immortals? OK!" Win and cut off the shout. A divine light of recognition flashed in my eyes!

"The Lord of Dongzhou is really extraordinary. I underestimated you!" The Son of Heaven said in a low voice.

"Real is it!" Win in a low voice.

The divine light flashed in Tiandaozi's eyes, and then a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth and said, "Eight days open together, destroy Confucianism, subdue Zulong, and unify Dongzhou. I have always been curious. With only 90,000 years of background, in Dongzhou, why did Hongjun let you grow? So that

Win stared at Tiandaozi" his eyes condensed slightly and said, "Tiandaozi? Oh, you know a lot!"

"Since you have the ancient heritage, let's stop today's battle!" Tian Daozi closed the bronze stick in his hand.

Looking at the heavenly Taoist in front of him, Ying nodded and said, "Okay!"

"Concubine!"

At the feet, the Zhenshi copper coffin slowly shrank, and then disappeared when he won the big sleeve!

With the palm of Tian Daozi's hand, the bronze stick in his hand suddenly disappeared.

The galaxy converged, and the black hole kept filling. Gradually, the heads of the two worlds were slowly exposed to everyone.

The two of them no longer fight, but stand in the starry sky like this, looking at the battlefield below!

Looking at the chaotic battlefield below, the two waved their hands at the same time.

"Wow!" Whoo!"

Two streamers shot down, to another battlefield in the distance, the battlefield of Guiguzi and Tianguizi.

In the game between the two saints, as soon as the signal of winning and Tiandaozi came, the two suddenly stopped.

The two looked at the starry sky and saw that Ying and the Son of Heaven had stopped fighting. They suddenly seemed to realize something. They shook their bodies and stepped on the place of Win and the Curse of Heaven.

"Wow!" The speed of the saint was extremely amazing, and he soon arrived.

"Emperor of Heaven?" Gui Guzi was curious.

"Stop the war!" Win indifferently.

"Yes!" Gui Guzi nodded and fell behind the winner.

Tianjuzi looked at Tiandaozi with a curious face.

"Master, pass...,

...? The Curse of Heaven obviously doesn't understand what's going on in front of him? Why did you suddenly stop fighting?

"Daqin and my heavenly family have some roots, and this battle is over!" Tian Daozi said.

"Yes!" The curse of heaven nodded.

The battle of the four peerless strong men has stopped.

However, the Tianjia Zuxian below is still attacking Da Lazy.

And winning seems to have acquiesced at this moment. For winning, delaying the Tao of heaven and the curse of heaven is enough to repay the past situation of Zhongshan. Besides, turning up again, it is at most the result just now.

Similarly, Ying did not ask Tiandaozi to stop the attack of Tianjia Zuxian, because Ying has just returned the cause and effect of Zhongshan, but he doesn't want to immediately owe love and cause and effect with Tian Daozi.

The four strong men" stand high in the sky and watch the results below.

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Mr. Corpse's black gas battlefield" The corpse's home is heavy, buried early in the world!

The black air is soaring to the sky, and there are nearly a hundred ancestors inside. There are 50 ancestors of the heavenly family, 25 ancestors, nine generals and ministers, and two identical corpses.

But, it's such a huge impact, the periphery of the black gas battlefield, but there is no broken void!

Maybe the scope is too wide" to disperse the power, but it is true that there is no hidden havoid broken traces, and you can hear the roar from the inside.

However, at this moment, most people's eyes are not here, but Lingxiao Tianting, Zhong Shan's transformation into a real dragon, against Chenghou's big scene.

But in this, there is indeed a fierce battle.

Especially the ancestor of great love, they are in a situation of absolute suppression at this moment.

"Mr. Corpse, leave me alone. You go and help the knife man slaughter. He is going to die. Hurry up~~~~~~

nnn!" Jin Peng roared.

Jinpeng's clothes have been broken in large quantities. He holds the Fangtian painting halberd in his hand and fights against the three ancestral immortals, all of which are extremely powerful ancestral immortals.

Jin Peng is strong, but he won't fight against the three ancestors at the same time!

"Boomnnnnnn~n~~~n~~~~~~!"

Jin Peng fits the road he has just realized, and the golden light is shining, but the three ancestors are not easy people! With a loud noise, one of the ancestors, smashed Jinpeng's road with a big stick and hit Jinpeng's back.

"Puff~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~n!"

Jin Peng sprayed a mouthful of blood, and his figure staggered.

"Hahaha, the god of war? Are you also a god of war? Hahaha, it's just a hair loss eagle!" He hit Jin Peng's ancestors with a loud smile.

"Wow!"

Jin Peng suddenly turned around, his face was stained with blood, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was getting stronger and stronger.

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~n~!"

With a wave of the halberd in his hand, he smashed the void and cut the ancestor immortal.

"Looking for death~~n~n~n~n~nn~n~~n!"

The other two ancestral immortals holding sticks snorted coldly and hit Jin Peng with a stick in his hand, but Jin Peng ignored it at all, but urged greater strength to cut off the ancestor immortals who insulted him.

"Death~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Jin Peng roared.

The ancestor's face changed, and the stick in his hand went to meet Fang Tianhua halberd.

"Boom~~~nn~~~~~~n~n!"

Fang Tianhua cut off the halberd" suddenly cut off the stick, and then cut it down with a fierce light.

"Ah!"

The man shouted in pain that his right arm was cut off by Jin Peng.

"Boom, boom!"

Two muffled sounds, and the sticks of the other two finally hit Jin Peng.

"Boom!"

Jin Peng was smashed to the ground and smashed a huge hole on the ground.

"Puff!"

Jin Peng's figure paused for a while. Obviously, the impact of Gang Zun was too strong.

"Kill him, kill him!" The man with the broken arm grabbed the broken arm and roared in pain.

The other two saw that their companions had their arms cut off, and naturally their eyes flashed in anger, and they held a stick and hit Jin Peng again.

He was hit too hard. Jin Peng supported Fang Tianhua's halberd and got up, and his hands trembled slightly. His face was full of strength.

With an indescribable smile, Jin Peng said very sadly, "Great love!"

"Dead!" The two of them smashed their sticks with two determination to kill.

"Long live, long live~~~~~~~~~n~n~~~!" Jin Peng roared and greeted him. The strength in my hand is no longer enough, but the faith in my heart still supports this wish.

Looking at the powerless Fangtian painting halberd, there was no pity in the eyes of the two ancestors, as if to completely smash Jin Peng into pieces.

At the critical moment of life and death, Jin Peng was still unyielding, and even his slightly slanted figure was corrected. Die, you have to stand and die!

"Jin Peng!" The swordsman in the distance exclaimed.

The knife man who was just saved by Mr. Corpse saw the situation of Jin Peng and was about to be smashed to death,

, but the swordsman's eyes were red, but there was nothing he could do for a moment.

To death" Jin Peng also shouted, "Great love, long live, long live."

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

With a loud noise, the void shook violently. The shaking knife man looked down on the inside.

Although the heavy field of the corpse can spread the power to all directions, the impact of this place is too big.

The void shook violently, making the situation inside blurred. The knife man Tu, who killed people in the distance, had a sore nose, and his eyes suddenly moistened.

Previously, Jin Peng fought against the three ancestral immortals with Mr. Shi. It was because he let Mr. Shi come to himself that Jin Peng became like this? Dead?

"Knife Man Tu, you're almost there!"

"Knife Man Tu, from today on" You are my Jinpeng brother!"

"Do you want to be a big brother? Ha, "It's impossible. Age can't explain the problem. I'll tell you when you win!"

"Mr. Corpse, leave me alone. You go and help the knife man slaughter. He is going to die. Hurry up~~~~~~

nnn!" Jin Peng roared.

In my mind, countless pictures of Jin Pengzhou appeared in an instant.

"No~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~n~~~~~~!"

The swordsman roared sadly. Holding a blood knife in his hand, the knife man's eyes were red and he was about to rush up.

But at this moment, the space in the distance calmed down in an instant, and Dao Ren Tu's body seemed to be rigid in an instant. It was nailed to the ground. The tearful face suddenly showed ecstasy.

Because Jin Peng did not die in the distance.

On the contrary, the two ancestors who wanted to kill Jin Peng flew backwards.

The two ancestors flew backwards, and the sticks in their hands were all bent.

In front of Jin Peng, a man in a green robe suddenly appeared.

The man floated a large number of cyan peacocks around the void. The blue light shrouded the man. The man's face was extremely handsome, and his eyes were so handsome that he was enchanting. No, it should be said that it was evil. It was a pair of extremely evil eyes.

The man in green robe looked horizontally at the three ancestor immortals with sticks, and his eyes flashed fiercely, as if an extremely fierce breath rushed out, shooting directly at the three ancestors on the opposite side.

Taken by the fierce light, the three ancestors trembled unconsciously.

"Kong, Kong Xuan?" One of the ancestors looked shocked.

Kong Xuan's name has been famous all over the world since the seven saints rebelled against the sky in the past. As soon as Kong Xuan came out, who competed with the front, the battle of gods, under the saints, no one is invincible! The fierce gods are infested, and the heroes retreat!

"Kong Xuan, what are you going to do?" Another ancestor summoned up the courage to shout.

"Jin Peng is my brother, you? You just wanted to kill my brother?"

Kong Xuan's voice is extremely gloomy and cold, as cold as coming from Jiuyou Hell, freezing people's hearts, murderous like a sharp knife, scraping bones and marrow!