Chapter 966 Final Battle

! The news of the war has spread all over the world, and monks from all fields have come to discuss the holy demons. In front of them, there is only one demon, that is, flying to the public!

The whole plane surrounds the temple.

They were not in a hurry. The monks from all walks of life surrounded the hinterland of the temple, which was called catching turtles in the urn.

The number of monks gathered has reached an alarming level. Of course, more than half of them are eye-catching. This is like a dinner party, and not everyone is qualified to eat.

But it is very quiet inside the church, and it is not affected at all.

The practice that should be practiced, the construction that should be built, is still doing its own things.

Guo Rongjin and Fang Xiang built a formation. Guo Rongjin brought a large number of spiritual stones, equivalent to two-thirds of the total, and there were many monks in this field.

These slave-like monks at the bottom of the world followed Guo Rongjin without hesitation.

They just didn't expect such a thing to happen, but they were very calm. Frankly speaking, they no longer want to live the same life as before. Mining like them is garbage in the eyes of other monks and can be killed at any time.

But the church is different. At worst, there is a glimmer of hope.

After all, there are also dragon gods and killing gods, and of course the gods in Guo Rongjin's mouth, but a god can't even come to the world. Is it reliable?

It doesn't matter. Dragon God and Killing God are enough.

In the eyes of these mines, it is invincible to kill demigods.

Guo Rongjin and Fang Xiang are very calm. It is not the first time that such a large-scale battle has been experienced. In the past, the battle of the demon clan was more difficult than this.

Their calmness also gives confidence to others, although the atmosphere of the whole city is still very depressing.

The sky is always a dark cloud over my head.

Wang Meng came back.

Thousands of worlds.

It has been a month since Wang Meng entered the Fengshentai, and there has been no news.

Life and death are uncertain.

Maybe it's good news if there is no news.

The construction of the Holy Church of the Thousand Worlds is very rapid. No matter what Wang Meng's situation is, the concept and huge lineup of the Holy Church has undoubtedly become the CITIC of the Thousand World.

Ma Tianer also deliberately established the holy church faith, which is also Lao Ma's guidance. After all, Lao Ma is a beast god. Although it can't use this power, it passively bears such a power. As soon as the beast god is born, it is a beast god, that is, the master of all myths and beasts, they have

This is a bit order.

It's not in human beings. In Lao Ma's opinion, Wang Meng is doing this thing that no one has ever done.

But it is much more difficult than it.

Lao Ma's reminder, Ma Tianer and others are naturally strengthening this aspect.

The two bald heads have not left. They are passively bearing the power of faith, but their theory seems to have encountered great difficulties in the implementation here, which is much better than their almost self-harming style of the church.

Realize yourself, or give up yourself.

Of course, it's not that no one is fooled by them. After all, these two guys are still very persistent and convincing.

Sometimes the temple never rejects competitors, which is also a good way to spur themselves.

In this way, the middle thousand worlds have gradually entered the era of hundred huā contention, and the family power has also been further diluted. This is also the historical entry into the city, and the middle thousand world has entered a new era.

People who are not old, not small and others have indeed found a new pleasure in life. Zhongqianjie is very special, which is a rhythm of entering the world, so people who are not old and young are really confused when they are hopeless to enter the world and have the rhythm and purpose of entering the world. The first dojo is I have found new fun and vitality.

This is not a direct struggle between them, but through disciples.

Since the Fire Emperor robbed the disciples, no old nor small people have begun this kind of "old and shameless" to start first. Whoever loses face, everyone will suffer.

The taboo group covers almost the whole profession, and there are some very special ones. Even the half-dead and half-living group has disciples, but their disciples are relatively special, and they need to work in alcoholics.

And they have few apprentices and are very picky.

However, monks from all over the world are still flocking to it. After all, the half-dead and half-living group is one of the top four, and the strength is there.

Ma Tianer used the set of Star Alliance College in time. Soming and Hongtian are naturally popular in Lixiu College, with unlimited competitiveness.

It's the most interesting,... Almost all the nuns want to go to his college.

Youth lasts forever, and no woman can escape. What's more, if she is not old or young, she is so cute that she will definitely not be fierce.

The drunken scholar is more miserable. He wanted to teach the female apprentice, but some people didn't allow it, so he had to keep it public.

Every year, there is a competition between colleges and universities, and there is a big competition every four years.

I can't afford to lose my temper. This kind of life is too suitable for him. I didn't want to gamble with him before, but I can't even bet with him this time.

But the apprentice is indeed a problem. You have to grab a good apprentice!

If you can't afford to do anything, you can't afford to lose!

And everyone has found a goal in this new lifestyle.

And for most ordinary monks, this is even more unthinkable.

The Little Thousand World and the Middle Thousand World are both happy and in the surging period of the new pattern.

But the holy hall of the world is facing the most difficult one.

Thousand world monks, the army is under pressure!

Although Pu Bairong is a demigod, he has never been treated so highly. Since more than half of the gods of the previous generation were killed by the sky, the newly promoted more than half of the gods no longer have the prestige of those years, but this time, the other demigods are all dead, and the status of Pu Bairong and the

This time, it's really free. With the army of monks in hand, you can level your opponent at any time. It's better to fight with the Ming people again. Of course, this is impossible. Wangtian is invincible. I just hope that he can fly up as soon as possible. This big world is his.

With 99,999 demigods, Puberong is full of confidence, and the little guys from the lower world can be killed in seconds.

Ten days later, outside the church, countless monks poured in. Pu Bairong took the lead, and all kinds of magic weapons shone in the sky. There were not many monk wars of this scale in the world.!

Pu Bairong himself has reached the peak of the demigod, and at the same time, he also carries the six demigods at the bottom of the box, although not as strong as Pu Bairong. But it also has more than 99,9 hundred life figures, plus the level of golden and silver immortals, this lineup can really flatten the temple several times.

The soldiers pressed the border, and the holy church and the star alliance welcomed them out. There was a lot of disturbance outside, but the interior of the church was very quiet. Pu Bairong thought that someone would escape, and people were arranged around him, but no one came out at all. Of course, in the end, it was due to Wangtian's magic power.

Hu Jing is dressed in red and heroic. This is an unavoidable battle, and the battle is about to be fought.

Although the enemy is very strong, they still have enough confidence. Because the soaring public is no longer the soaring public in those years.

All the star alliances are in place. The star alliance led by Lin Jinghao and Zou Chuang is strong, but all of them are counted. They are only about a hundred people. There are thousands of monks in the first wave, and the number of people on the periphery is more.

Both quantity and quality are the advantages of the world. Pu Bairong looked at the people, and this is those who soared to the public. Young, full of vitality, and the breath shown is also quite enviable.

There was only one Mo Shan in those years. Now it is equivalent to standing in front of a monk with potential like Mo Shan.

If you really want to kill it, otherwise, the world will be occupied.

"Hu Jing. If you abandon your cultivation, I can plead with the devil on your behalf and let you enter reincarnation!"

Pu Bairong said.

Hu Jing smiled faintly, "Are you showing weakness? According to the rules of the world, abandon your life and let you die."

The flying public laughed. They didn't play this little trick decades ago. The monks of the Great Thousand World always think that the lower world is wild and the unimaginable place of backwardness. In fact, the difference lies only on the basis of cultivation. It is really hard to say which is higher or low in other aspects.

It is a rare experience to fly up here and experience the baptism of natural disasters. After metamorphosis, how can it be compared with a monk who has experienced hardships?

And the monks who fly up are calmer and more clearly compare the differences between different planes.

This is different from sitting in a well and watching the sky.

Pu Borong didn't expect that the other party was still stubborn. At this time, he seemed to think that he could leave alive.

Looking at a group of soaring public, Pu Bairong didn't want to rush up. "Today is a day, but I'll give you a chance to choose how to fight."

Lin Jinghao looked at Pu Bairong and was not in a hurry. "Fangtian, why does the demon god always like to be a shrinking turtle?"

"Lin Jinghao, right? He is nicknamed Dragon God, but a little loach crossing the river. He really regards himself as a character. It's enough for me to deal with you!"

A demigod stood up and knew Lin Jinghao's name, and he was still so confident. He thought that he had two tricks. He didn't take the sea sky seriously. This time, Pu Bairong was not the only one who shuffled the cards, but he was the luckiest and got a promotion from the sky. Since the demon god Feisheng has opinions. Everyone is in a hurry to perform. Who performs well makes the demon god happy. Promotion is only a matter of minutes. How can it be so difficult?

Pu Bairong doesn't know what these people are thinking. "Mo Daoyou, this Lin Jinghao is mine. You can choose whatever else."

Mo Bul Qun flashed and laughed, "All right, it's up to you!"

Mo Youqun pointed to Hu Jing and flew into the crowd. In addition to Lin Jinghao, Hu Jing was the head. With her head, the demon god would always be happy.

Other demigods and a group of golden fairies are also eager to try.

The reason why Pu Bairong doesn't want to fight is that he is afraid that others will take advantage of his head, which is a disgrace.

At least in this case, no one dares to fight against him.

was clicked, but Hu Jing was very indifferent and didn't even say anything.

Zou Chuang took a step forward, "What are you? You deserve to fight with Sister Hu!"

Silent White Tiger has always been a pioneer type, and the first battle is to show morale.

Mo Juqun was stunned. He was really in a hurry to die. "What are you again? Report your name."

"Taiyin Zou Chuang.

"Taiyinism, what the hell, oh, it's the thing of the lower world, haha, that kind of place also dares to teach, the countryside is no different from mortals!"

All the monks laughed. This time, they caught turtles in a typical urn. The advantage was absolute. They were tossed around by the public for many years, and everyone also wanted to vent to their heart's content.

Zou Chuang still has that cold face, "It's a matter of destroying you in a minute."

Mo Youqun laughed louder and said, "This is the funniest joke I've ever heard, son of a bitch, die!"

Boom...

A three-headed and six-armed blue beast appeared behind Mobuqun, which is the demigod Mobu group - the statue of the demon killing god.

The statue of a huge life figure shows boundless murderous spirit.

The three six-armed blue beasts held a skull in their hands, and the skull's eyes were still red flames, as if they were alive.

Magic Cultivation!

Mo Butun didn't pay attention to Zou Chuang at all. All he had to do was to show his strength in front of all the monks.

The princes and generals have guts. The times are different. The world was born. The era of the three sects and the twelve sects of the six sects has passed. Everyone has the opportunity to come out. It is the one who dominates the fate. No one wants to miss this opportunity.

The statue of the devil shakes the skull in his hand, and the skull's hair shoots red flames, and at the same time makes a sound of enchanting souls.

-The great way to enchant the soul!

The demon killing statue rushed out. Not everyone has to use any space law or something, because the essence of power is attack. The idol is shadow killing. Neither the law of space nor the law of time can stop his statue.

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