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Chapter 1976 Brave

Roar!

Boom!

The sky trembles, dragons roar and thunder dance together.

Zhao Yun unleashed his false, infinite and invincible fighting spirit, which dimmed the millions of thunderbolts.

It was his fighting spirit that offended the will of Mingming.

Thunder and lightning are raging, and the river of illusion is also raging.

war!

Zhao Yun raised his sword and turned the world upside down, holding his spear and dancing in the nine heavens.

All the Tao he had cultivated throughout his life turned into the word "war" at this moment. He was not fighting for himself, but fighting for his wife and children.

He can die and have no story to tell future generations, but he will never lose this in the eyes of his wife and children.

boom!

Still under the spotlight, he plunged into the river of illusion.

He was no longer that insignificant ant, so weak that he could not stand firmly. He seemed to have transformed into a god of war, with the power to sweep across the wilderness. In the midst of the calamity, he opened up and closed up, causing a huge wave of illusion and chaos.

Gudong!

The world swallowed their saliva secretly when they saw it, and even the gods turned pale.

It was too big, the movement was too big, the whole world was swaying, even a wisp of air that fell outside the field was as strong as a mountain, crushing the world and collapsing.

Such destruction, not to mention being struck by lightning, just the residual power, are not something they can bear.

Among them, the old god Wuxiang was also included.

That guy must have been cast out of shadow by thunder and lightning, and even the desolate level god had already retreated hundreds of steps, retreating, and suddenly had the urge to turn around and run away.

"Strange, why did the Eternal Body suddenly become powerful?"

"I pinched my fingers and calculated again, it should be the strength of the bones."

"No, the strength of his bones is slowly weakening."

People retreat again and again, but when retreating, they do not forget to talk about their daily routine.

It's really weird. The river was about to destroy Zhao Yun, but he was still able to fight his way out. He just fought out. He seemed to be a different person, and his bravery was beyond the limit.

unimaginable,

What kind of state of mind can create such great power?

puff!

There was another piece of blood, golden, like a sea of ​​stars.

It was Zhao Yun who bled, and half of his body was destroyed by the strange river.

open!

Zhao Yun's sword stretched across the nine heavens, and the laws of war were engraved. He forcibly split the River of Illusion into two parts. Even the thunder and lightning that raged between the heaven and the earth were cut in half, and pieces collapsed.

In the fall, they turned into clusters of fireworks, blooming proudly.

Once again, he offended the will of the underworld.

The thunder and lightning reunited, and the broken river of illusion also continued in an instant. The rolling waves, covered with the color of doom, submerged the world again and again.

"You can't destroy me."

Zhao Yun's divine eyes are like torches, with blazing flames shooting out.

His fighting spirit acted out as a golden dragon, dancing with him. No matter how great the waves of illusion were, they could destroy him.

"I seem to have seen a battlefield."

I don’t know how many elders are murmuring these words.

The Heavenly Tribulation is the battlefield of the eternal body. He is not like the God of War, but he is a God of War, bathed in thunder and lightning, fighting fiercely for nine heavens and ten earths.

"The power of love!" the skeleton sighed.

"You said, if Luo Xia becomes Chu Yao again, the power of love will not be able to be used." Shen Lei's mind was wide open and he bumped into Hun Tianhuo beside him.

"They are all girls, and they look exactly the same. They should be easy to use." Hun Tianhuo jumped a little.

"These two are so funny." Yu Mo glanced sideways. Although he didn't say anything, his expression said everything.

That's right, who named their owner Zhao?

Speaking of the person named Zhao, she was touched like never before today.

The word love is such a strange thing, it can make people forget about it

Death can also give people endless power.

Just like Zhao Yun, if Luoxia had not appeared, he would have been buried in disaster. How could it be like eating a basketful of specialties at this moment, and he couldn't hold back the overwhelming pressure.

"If there is no woman in my heart, I will draw my sword to the God of Nature."

She began to doubt the truth passed down by her ancestors. It seemed wrong!

At least, it wasn't very appropriate for Zhao Yun. Just a word from his wife made the guy go crazy. It didn't look like he was going through a catastrophe, but he was clearly destroying the world.

Thinking of this, she subconsciously glanced sideways and glanced at Luoxia. This woman was lucky. She was lucky to have Zhao Yun who could rise up for love and fight for love.

"I'm not envious." The skeleton floated over again.

"Get lost." Yu Mo said calmly and slowly closed his eyes.

"If you're envious, just say so. At worst, we'll let that guy get an extra bed."

"It's fine if you don't add more. Our bed is big." .??.

Shen Lei and Hun Tianhuo were very dishonest and also started making noises.

Not only is the bed big! They both have big hearts. Why does the master want to survive the catastrophe? How does the master’s wife still use the pestle? She is still in the mood to be amused.

"My child, I can see you now."

Luoxia didn't listen to a word of what everyone was saying.

She was stroking her belly and calling for her child.

The young creature seemed to be able to hear his mother's words. His little arms and legs kicked back and forth, and he just said: My father is the unparalleled God of War.

"Fellow Taoist, stand still."

"Fuck your grandma."

Zhao Yun, who was showing off his might, seemed to have heard these words again.

In other words, when he saw this river, he was like a man possessed. There was always such a looming sound in his ears. Even if the river was illusory, he could still hear it.

"What kind of calamity is this?"

From outside the sky, there is another supreme being accompanying me.

The big bosses who came belatedly also caught a lot of them.

Seeing Zhao Yun’s Heavenly Tribulation, he couldn’t help but feel

Startled.

"You haven't seen it before!"

"Why, have you seen it?"

"I haven't seen it either."

"I.."

Where there are a lot of people, there is always talk of nonsense.

There are those who want to strangle Zhao Yun from his cradle. More.

Just like the Wuxiang Old God, just like the four emperors of Shenxu, they are standing on the outside at the moment, waiting for the last strike.

Unable to withstand Zhao Yun's calamity, they admitted it.

However, since it is a natural disaster, it will come to an end. Without the strength of the body to protect it, one person can send it back to his hometown with a slap.

"I asked, has that guy come over?"

The elders who were watching the show all took their hands out of their sleeves.

Just take it out! Take it out and run quickly, because the person who is overcoming the tribulation is causing thunder and lightning to run rampant. I don’t know whether it is intentional or not. There are many people here, so he ran here.

"retreat."

The gods snorted coldly and ran faster than a rabbit.

The fastest one is Wuxiang Old God. Regardless of the state of his soul, his speed is impressive.

"Where to run?"

Zhao Yun was not seen, but he heard his loud shout first.

The soles of his feet were probably polished, and he moved one step at a time.

He was fine in the past, and the calamity followed him like a shadow, and it was just a matter of operations.

puff!

Click!

All the supreme beings suffered disaster on the spot, being struck by lightning and flying across the sky.

It doesn't matter if you can't die, there is still the River of Illusion, if a big wave hits you, everything will be arranged for you. In that moment, more than a dozen gods will become ashes in the calamity.

"How progressive!"

The elders who have been away from home can't help but sigh and click their tongues.

For example, if the eternal body has been injured to pieces, is it still in the mood to ignore this trap? Aren't you afraid that if you fail to take a steady step, you will be drowned in the river?


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