The roar of the gluttonous people is like the thunder of eternity, shaking the heavenly sky in the vast sky.
It is too majestic and too heavy. If it moves even a little, the void space will not be able to hold it, and it will collapse in pieces. The sky is darkened, and cracks in the space are flying in the sky.
"Only the Taotie lineage is so ferocious. If it were a real prehistoric beast, it would be so terrifying." The old magic stick sighed, as this was the first time he had seen this thing.
"It can't be stewed in one pot." Fatty Immortal took a deep breath.
There are many people present who have this idea. They are a branch of Taotie! His bloodline is incredible. If he is integrated into his body, his fortune will be great.
Thoughts are thoughts, just think about it.
Not many people dare to offend the Tuntian Clan.
"Among my peers, you are the first to force me to use my true body." God Swallowing God's smile was still as loud as thunder. Looking at the violent and bloodthirsty posture, I am afraid that he can't wait to swallow the eternal blood. .??
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Roar!
What responded to the son of the God of Tuntian was a loud dragon roar.
The eternal Taoist body has also changed its form. Although it is not a member of the dragon tribe, it has transformed into the shape of a dragon. Its huge dragon body is dyed with purple fairy light, and it has turned into a purple-gold divine dragon, circling for nine days. In terms of size, it is no smaller than a Taotie. A divine dragon swings its tail.
, crushed half the sky.
Boom! Bang!
Two behemoths were fighting together in nothingness.
The glutton is ferocious. Whenever it opens its huge mouth, it will devour everything. It really demonstrated to the friends present what it means to be gluttonous. There are weapons, spells, swords and swords. There is nothing he can’t swallow, and what’s more, he has such an appetite.
It's a good thing, if you swallow it in your belly, nothing will happen.
"Aren't you worried about indigestion?"
Many people grinned and clicked their tongues.
They can't do this kind of technical work for fear of being choked to death.
"I can beat him." The Fat Immortal glanced at Zhao Yun.
"Whatever." Zhao Yun said lightly. This casual sentence was very dazzling. At least in the eyes of the old magician, this kid was quite awesome.
In fact, Mr. Zhao is telling the truth.
Although Son of Heaven Swallowing God is strong, he is not too strong. If it were him, he would have torn that guy apart long ago. He is huge and his eternal golden body is also very powerful.
Roar!
The Taotie's roar echoed throughout the nine heavens again.
It was still the method of swallowing the sky, and the whole void was filled with blood.
"Looking at it is not enough to bluff people."
Many older people are stroking their beards.
The battle situation is obvious. The Taotie cannot suppress the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon. Regardless of how loud it roars, more often than not, the Purple-Gold Divine Dragon presses its explosive hammer. After a long time, not to mention the strong ones of the Swallowing Sky Clan, even those who are watching the battle
The world can't stand it anymore.
"Those big black faces are really eye-catching."
Too many people looked sideways at the strong man from the Tiantian Clan.
This lineage of inheritance is not a fun thing. They swallow whatever they see. Whenever they are born, they will suffer a bloody disaster.
For such evil deeds, there are times when he is defeated. Seeing his son of God being blasted by a hammer, he must be very upset.
Compared with the Son of God Tuntian, there is another person who is particularly pleasing to the eye, the Holy Son of Daluo Immortal Sect! Although he is not shameless, his character is not bad. At least he will not cause chaos without reason, and he will not make trouble without any reason.
Hematopoiesis.
"No matter what the cost, catch him alive."
Secretly, the demigod of the Tiantian Clan issued a death order.
It seems that the prince of his family can't take down Zhao Yun, so they have to step forward.
ah.!
At some point in the hundreds of rounds, the howl of the Son of Heaven Swallowing God took on a hint of mourning.
He was hammered, his majestic Taotie body was torn to pieces, even the sky-swallowing space within his body was destroyed by his opponent, and his defeat was out of control.
It's no use howling loudly, he deserves a beating, and he won't be short of a beat.
The Eternal Dao Body Tyrant Jedi continues to dismantle it, and the God-Son of Devouring Heaven keeps wailing as he dismantles it.
"It's going to be defeated."
More than one elder has made a conclusion.
At this point in the battle, the Son of God Swallowing Heaven seems to be unsteady on his feet.
In this peak showdown between peers, he is destined to be the loser.
Of course, if the elders intervene, that's another matter. Seeing that the strong men of the Tuntian Clan are ready to take action, they are always ready to sacrifice their life weapons and strive to take down the Holy Son of Daluo with one blow.
If you say you lose, you lose.
On the 900th round, the Taotie exploded.
The God-Swallowing Son returned to his human form, like a blood-stained meteorite, falling from nothingness. The brilliance of his body was completely annihilated. His domineering body also fell and collapsed into bloody mud. His previous aloofness was now...
A complete failure. .??.
The victory has been decided.
But, it's not over yet.
Before the Son of the God of Swallowing Heaven could fall to the ground, dozens of figures stepped into the barrier and caught him. At the same moment, more than a dozen powerful magic weapons flew towards the sky. The strong men of the Swallowing Heaven Clan wanted to join forces to take it.
Lower the eternal Tao body.
A strange scene followed.
The eternal Tao body standing in nothingness turned into a wisp of mist without any warning.
"This. He is not the real person?"
The whole audience was shocked and many looked stunned.
"How is it possible?" The demigod of the Tiantian Clan came out of the darkness and used his life magic weapon to suppress the entire world. He could not find any trace of the eternal Taoist body. This was a sign of self-deception. It was difficult to believe that the other party was not his true self.
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puff!
The Son of Heaven Swallowing God spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.
What a slap in the face the reality was, the person he had been fighting with for so long was not actually him.
"Look away
My eyes are closed." The old magic stick clicked his tongue.
Beside him, the fat immortal's expression was the same as his.
Mr. Zhao also took a deep breath, he really underestimated the eternal Taoist body.
"interesting."
The Demon King let out a dry cough. He thought what he was seeing was real, but in the end, he was far from seeing the truth. It was a Taoist body that even deceived him. The eternal Taoist body was more evil than he imagined.
"Saint Son Daluo is really awesome!"
The dark figures are like a sea of surprise.
This battle was very exciting, there is no doubt about it, and the most exciting thing was the scene at the end. A Taoist body crippled the Son of Heaven-Swallowing God. If it were this deity, how terrifying it would be. The inheritance of the eternal lineage,
Really rise!
"it's a pity."
Too many elders sigh, what are they regretting? It is a pity that the Taoist body has reached the defined time limit. If it lasts for three or five more seconds, it will not be able to defeat the Son of Heaven Swallowing God. He will definitely be killed. When the time limit is up, he cannot
Don’t dissipate!
"You're on fire again."
The fat immortal and the old magic stick poked Zhao Yun, one on the left and the other on the right.
This is true. Everyone in the world thinks that the Eternal Dao Body is the Holy Son of Daluo, and the Eternal Dao Body has not explained it. In this way, the record of defeating the Son of God Tuntian will not fall on Zhao Yun!
"I'll wait for you in Beihuang."
There is such a message from heaven.
And only Zhao Yun could hear this transmission.
Those words came from the Eternal Dao Body. He was not in the Western Wilderness. He was still in the Northern Wilderness. The person he was waiting for was, well, the Holy Son of the Great Luo Immortal Sect.
"good."
Zhao Yun responded, and he was sure the other party could hear him.
I missed it perfectly before, so I can't just wander around this time.