Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

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The moment the puppet was successfully refined, the entire continent and above the sky suddenly changed.

Thunder and lightning spread throughout the continent, and dark clouds piled up one after another.

Under the clouds, lightning and lightning were interspersed, and they were getting thicker and lower.

Occasionally lightning fell, and a mountain suddenly turned into shatter.

After a while, flames began to fall, and many parts of the mainland turned into a sea of ​​fire in a blink of an eye.

The end of the world is coming!

"The god is angry!"

"Kneel down quickly, it's the god who is angry!"

Many people from all over the mainland kept kneeling together, with extremely pious expressions and praying.

"Don't let go of the wrath, the gods should stop being angry..."

He snatched the ground with his head and made blood marks.

In this world where the strong are respected, life is nothing but ant.

Sometimes people are not as good as a dog when they are alive.

Many major forces, such as the Wuhun Hall, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, the Haotian Sect, etc., have begun to work together to open protective covers to protect disciples and sect buildings.

At this moment, the God Realm.

The two main gods looked at the scene that was happening in the mirror of the void in front of them, and their anger arose from their hearts, and then they became angry.

If Tang San was here, he would find that one of the white-haired old men was exactly the same as the head of the Tang sect in his previous life.

"Zhu Zi, how dare you kill my disciple? Do you really think I don't exist? Today, I will clean up the garbage for this mainland!"

With a wave of hand, another flame bomb was fired on the Douluo Continent.

Another main god also had a gloomy face at this moment and waved his hand again.

In the lower realm, countless thunders are even stronger.

Since Tang San appeared, he has been watching the two of them. In order to compete for this disciple, the two even fought more than once, but just now, the disciple they booked died like this.

And it was also refined into a puppet.

"This person must die!!!"

"He must pay a hundred times the price for everything he does!"

In order to vent the anger in my heart, as for the rules that the divine realm cannot interfere with things in the lower realm, they have long been left behind.

In the Holy Soul Village, Song Wuxin looked up at the sky with a serious expression, but not panic.

The protagonist who killed a world, although he used special techniques to block the energy, he did not let the heavenly way of consciousness notice it.

But this scene could not escape the peeping of the divine world, and he was mentally prepared for this.

The energy that was constantly gathering in the sky was a little stronger than he imagined.

From this point of view, the person behind Tang San is far from an ordinary god.

But so what?

"In this life, I, Song Wuxin, will definitely ask the sky with the sword in my hand, blood-devouring questions!"

"Those who block my great way will kill... no pardon!"

The idea of ​​slaughtering the gods has planted seeds in my heart for the first time.

Although God is powerful, perhaps at several hundred levels, the limit of the power descended to the lower realm is only 100 levels after being weakened and restricted by the world's rules.

As long as he does not exceed level 100, below level 100, including level 100, he will have all his trump cards, at least he will have no problem saving his life.

And this is his confidence!

Sure enough, the energy in the sky reached level 100.

Click!

Click!

Over the Holy Soul Village, countless lightning began to intertwin, gathered into a stream, and slashed down resolutely.

boom!

"ha!"

At the same time, Song Wuxin had already prepared a backup plan and decided to take action.

With a loud shout, a huge tripod suddenly appeared above his head.

Buzz!

The sound of the great way came from the giant tripod, which shook all directions and was deafening.

Finally, the lightning struck the giant cauldron.

In an instant, a huge black hole vortex suddenly appeared, absorbing lightning into it.

The first level of the soul-absorbing technique: [Soul-absorbing]!

The second level of the soul-sucking technique: [Swallowing the Sky]!

After twenty years, Song Wuxin's soul-absorbing technique finally reached the second level.

Click!

Lightning began to linger around the giant cauldron, and after shaking violently for a long time, he finally returned to peace.

God Realm.

The two main gods looked at this scene through the mirror of the void and their faces suddenly changed.

The white-haired old man said angrily: "This kid is so weird!

My lightning, even a level 100 god, will surely die, but he completely swallowed it up. It's abominable!"

Another person said: "No matter what his origin is, today, he must die! If he does not die for one day, he will not be at peace in the lower realm. As a law enforcer in the divine realm, I have the responsibility to clean up the garbage!"

There was once someone who said it well, I trust the laws of the God Realm, but I don’t believe in those who are in charge of the law.

Now this scene is an ironclad fact.

The old man in white resolutely took action again and shouted: "Help me!"

The next moment, the two of them took action at the same time.

For a soul master in the lower realm, he not only ignored the rules of the divine world, but even did not hesitate to join forces with the two.

This time, the power has exceeded level 100 and beyond the tolerance range of Douluo Continent.

In the vast universe, countless cracks began to appear in the area where Douluo Continent was located, the space protective cover began to collapse, and a trace of black gas began to emerge.

In the Abyss of Darkness, the passage between the demon plane leading to the Douluo Continent finally opened a crack.

In the crack, a giant hand holding the sky was stuck there, struggling constantly, trying to tear open the larger crack with stronger power.

"Did you smell the fresh flesh and blood?"

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

In the Demon Plane, millions of troops are already gathering.

At the same time, in the Holy Soul Village, Song Wuxin finally frowned.

"Are they crazy about power exceeding level 100?"

call out!

Two figures came to Song Wuxin at the same time.

"Young Master!"

"Not mind!"

I glanced at them and said nothing. Now is not the time to chat.

"Blue Ling!"

"Um!"

The two looked at each other and had a mutual understanding.

A blood evil light flashed, and the blue silk showed its true form. In Song Wuxin's hand, there was a sword intent in his heart, trying to swallow the sky.

Bibidong, who was standing aside, was suddenly stunned and looked at the blood-evil sword in his hand, "This, this, this..."

"Oh no, it turns out that she is the unintentional sword spirit. If this happens, she will never be able to drive away."

I have to say that women are very happy, and the energy in the sky is getting stronger and stronger, but she is still thinking about her children's love affair.

Saving your life is important, dear!

【Hand of Death】, now!

The right hand and scales instantly crawled across his arms, and the hook blade emitted his bloodthirsty light, and there was a trace of blood-evil energy lingering in between.

Cang!

A sword sounded through the sky.

He has raised the [Divine Devouring Sword] for six years and his sword is half sheathed!

Looking into the sky, my eyes were unprecedentedly solemn.
Chapter completed!