Chapter 1252 Use Destiny!

This old god was seriously injured. In the hands of Ling Ke Xianjun, he died for a lifetime and escorted the goddess.

Just like the river dam that is strongly attached!

The internal quality has long been sore.

And many times before, making Him weaker, especially the nails of the killing of Xu Qing and others.

This nail is directly nailed to the place where He was hit by Ling Ke Xianjun, and the fluctuations brought about it, like breaking the river dam, becoming the last force of the collapsed ice surface.

So the temple collapsed, and the realm of God could no longer insist.

Unlimited close to the oil, the light is dry.

There is a monk's atmosphere approaching in the distance in the distance, and there is a fairy atmosphere!

All this makes it incomparable to His mission.

He wanted to return, fled with the goddess, and continued to guard!

The goddess echoed at this moment.

Let him ... go to death.

So after a meal, He looked up at the goddess, and for the first time in his eyes, he had complicated.

The gods are not emotional.

At this point, He knows that at this moment, it may be the fall of the realm, or it may be the serious injury. His divinity has waves.

In this wave, He seemed to see the goddess when he was a child.

He watched the other party growing up, watching the other party stepped on the peak step by step, watching the other party's attention.

"This is emotion."

The old god was silent, and then slowly turned around, facing Xu Qing and his party who had retired quickly.

My heart is decisive, walk in one step.

At this moment, Jin Mang was strongly released, forming a golden light sea, towards this starry sky, and it suddenly dissipated.

In this golden sea, there is still horrible power, and it is tumbling.

Vaguely, in the golden light, the broken body of the old god is constantly expanding, getting bigger and bigger, the breath is getting more and more terrible, and the speed reaches the extreme.

There are even more souls that can break the soul. In this moment, the deafening is deafening.

That's the sound of Jinhai, and the overallness at home.

That's the shining starry sky, the universe waves!

That's His ... self -explosion!

Although the repair is falling, the god of the gods is dim, and now it is just a godtrack, but ... He was once a true god after all!

So under the loud noise of shattering the universe, if countless sun was released in this moment, the light and heat of life were released, and it bloomed and durable, enough to destroy all the power!

It became a glimmer of light.

Calligraphy!

Endless scope of Eight Fang!

Wherever I passed, the cloud group dissipated instantly, destroyed directly, and wiped all the traces left by the departing goddess.

Let the other people unable to use the traces here to lock and find the goddess.

And Xu Qing and others in front of it, even if the speed of retreat is faster, is still fast.

This light suddenly drowned all.

Wherever you pass, the stars are broken, the starry sky collapses, everything exists, it seems to be nothing!

Even at this moment, among the rushing monks in the distance, there is an outbreak of the fairy atmosphere, which has set off a strong power of fairy spirit, pouring here, and sharing the self -explosion power of this old god.

However, Xu Qing and others are too close to the distance, and it is inevitable ... After experiencing that it is doomed, it is just a life -and -death catastrophe!

Xu Qing's mind rolled, everything in front of him was replaced by gold.

He was fully released and strongly guarded. The fairy embryo was shrouded in everything, not only himself, but also other ascendants around him.

All of them together at this moment again.

Fight together!

It's just at the moment when the golden light swept ...

His fairy embryo trembled, twisted, dissolved, and eventually collapsed. The body waves, the space and space of time and space, and he himself, and quickly walked out.

Full resistance.

Xinghuanzi and others are also crazy, at the expense of the crisis of life and death!

I didn't know how long it passed, the light dissipated, and the roar was far away.

The golden light from the old god self -exploded, and was finally boiled by them.

All the monks in the distance all came ...

At the moment, these monks looked at Xu Qing and others.

And when the first immortal, looking at the dissipated cloud group, looked at Xu Qing, opened low.

"Discover the trace of the goddess, and fight to death, this matter ... The coach is reported at this party, you wait ... you have made great achievements!"

"Go back ... rest."

The immortal is an old man. He looked at Xu Qing and his side, sighed.

Then take out some elixir and stay, then sway, go straight to the distance, search again, try to find traces.

The monks led by it also took out the elixir, and then left with it.

Soon, the surroundings became silent.

Xu Qing stood in the starry sky, her clothes were broken, her complexion was pale, and a large mouthful of blood was sprayed.

His body and soul have strong weakness and fatigue, and he turned to look around ...

On the heart of Xinghuanzi, a mark is dim, and it is the life -saving life given by his master.

But at this moment, this mark is dim, and the collapse.

And there were countless scars on his body, and the spread of blood could not stop, making him a blood man.

Zhou Zhengli beside him, his body trembled, the black blood flowed down his eyes, his eyes ... became a blood hole.

Blindly.

That was where his constitution was.

And Li Mengtu lost half of his body and was unconscious.

Yuanshan Su, like him.

There are also thousands of troops, and their consciousness is extremely weak. In the end, the body gave up the body, turned into a fairy sword, and barely guaranteed the soul.

Evil Spirit, one of his arms, became a flying ash, the residual blade in front of him, at this moment, it also permeated the cracks, and he hit himself.

As for the other ascendant, they are extremely terrible, their bodies are incomplete, their own coma, and they have lost their power to fight again.

And the number ... Laren seven!

Those seven people, in the previous golden light, have been sideways ...

This is the common resistance of all of them, sharing the harm to each other, and each paid a heavy price.

From the previous nineteen, it turned to twelve.

Looking at this, Xu Qing silently retracted his gaze and looked at the distance.

The coldness in my heart was strong, and it passed the sound towards Xiaoying, and let it explore the traces of the goddess.

He, a little unwilling!

At the same time, Zhou Zhengli, who lost his eyes, was hoarse.

"I said before, this time ... extremely dangerous."

"That's true god after all."

"If it is not for the young master, I am afraid that it will be not only them today!"

"But my generation of monks is originally fighting with heaven, fighting with others, and fighting with God ... so it can also be called Dao Cenage. In the process of fighting, death is the norm!"

"The burial of the true god is also worth it!"

Zhou Zhengli smiled, but this smile, with a touch of unwillingness.

The evil spirits are also red in the eyes, and the words slowly spoke.

There is no wrong one, one time, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one by one!
To be continued...