The first thousand two hundred and forty-three chapters strong pervert
Suffocating operation.
Huafeihua:???????
Xiao Binggan:?_??
Hikari-chan:? ?????
Armless man in despair:=????(???*)
Ding Sanshi slowly opened his eyes and took a look, then immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
Even the middle god in the Haoran Sun above the sky was stunned at this moment.
What does it mean?
Kneel down directly?
Just now, this man showed great arrogance and destroyed his rank and others.
did not expect……
"surrender?"
The middle god sneered and said cruelly, echoing between heaven and earth: "You will die if you surrender. Anyone who offends the power of our clan..."
The words were not spoken yet.
Another new voice appeared, directly suppressing the voice of the middle god.
"You bitch, you're actually kneeling here?"
A surprised and angry voice rang in everyone's ears: "You have completely embarrassed this handsome face..."
The sound didn't seem loud, but it miraculously blocked the middle god's shout, making its sound instantly inaudible.
Is everyone shocked?
The next moment——
Rumble.
The sky shook, as if it was being crushed by something terrible.
The sky seemed to be shattered into pieces.
In the distance to the west, a huge number of bronze carriages were seen rumbling across the sky, coming at lightning speed, with four bronze horses, like gods, galloping hard to pull the bronze carriage.
The carriage crossed the sky dome, leaving a series of bronze hoofprints in the blue sky, as well as a deep rut-like mark, like a long trail...
This appearance is like a heifer taking a plane - it's so awesome.
What is sacred?
Such a sudden scene not only stunned Hua Feihua and others, but also the gods of several Lieyan tribes hesitated.
Wang Zhong also subconsciously raised his butt and looked up.
The next moment——
Bang.
Wang Zhong was kicked hard on the butt.
The old guy was so stupid that he fell hard to the ground: "Oh... Master, is it you, Master?"
He reacted very quickly.
At this time, Lin Beichen's voice was already heard.
However, Hua Feihua and others felt that a handsome young man in white appeared on the top of the stone peak.
Her clothes are as white as snow, and her hair is as black as a waterfall.
Feng Shen is majestic, looking forward to be a hero.
Who is it if it’s not Lin Beichen?
He's coming, he's coming.
Hua Feihua's heart beat wildly.
One of the leaders of the alliance, the only human race in Dongdao Zhenzhou who holds the throne of God, he has finally arrived.
But...even Master can't do it, can he really turn the tide?
"Zhizhizhi."
Guangjiang was the first to react, and immediately rushed to the top of the stone peak, protecting Lin Beichen's thigh, and rubbed his head hard against the ground, with a look like 'Master, I miss you so much'.
Brush brush brush.
It took out the writing board and pen again, and wrote in a flying voice: "Master, you will always be graceful."
The movements are skillful and make people feel distressed.
"Brother, why did you come?"
It was hard for Xiao Binggan to get excited. He didn't even know how to prepare the chicken drumsticks from his mouth. He rushed over and jumped excitedly on the stone peak. Then he pointed at the bruises on his face like a child who was bullied in kindergarten complaining to his parents.
Fatty: "Brother, your brother was beaten, you have to make the decision for me."
Lin Beichen was speechless.
But he is also very kind in his heart.
My mother is dead, my father is missing, my sister is missing...but I still have relatives.
A smile appeared on his face.
The bronze carriage also rumbled across the sky and arrived above the stone peak.
I saw dozens of figures standing gracefully on the carriage.
Except for a strange man, the others were all women, all wearing the sect's standard sword robes of the female swordsmen of Wenxiang Jianfu. The two women at the front were holding the shaft of the carriage, one was as attractive as a ripe peach, and the other was
One looks blue but has an ultimate inner charm...
Familiar faces.
"Those are...Elder Yan, and my disciples from Wenxiangjian Mansion?"
Hua Feihua was trembling with excitement.
Yan Ruyu and his family were the only ones who escaped when Wenxiang Jianfu was destroyed.
It is also the lineage that Hua Feihua worries about day and night.
Now that I can see that they are still alive, tears almost flow from my eyes.
At this moment, the middle god above the sky sneered and said: "Are you the Sword Immortal Lin Beichen? Well done, just in time to wipe out all of you, the so-called alliance ants... Spear of the Fierce Sun, Death
Bar."
A golden javelin flew down from the sky.
Thicker.
Faster.
The surging divine power of the blazing sun in the sky was triggered by this shot, releasing endless pressure.
The flower is not a flower, the armless and desolate man and others can't help but feel a sense of despair.
The terrifying power contained in this shot directly affected their spirits.
It makes them feel like they don't dare to resist.
"The little middle god dares to show off in front of me."
Lin Beichen sneered and raised his hand to grab it casually.
The golden javelin with unparalleled power was just like a small toothpick, and he caught it easily in his palm without even a tremor.
"What?"
The middle god of the Lieyang tribe was shocked.
He could clearly sense that at this moment, the Fierce Sun Spear, which was condensed with his own divine power, lost all control and induction.
"Let me tell you, the Lord God of Lieyang was killed, and the remnants of the Lieyang clan disappeared in one day. It turned out that they came to Zhenzhou, the east road, to linger on their last breath... This is really a road to heaven, but you don't go there, but there is no door for you to hell.
Just broke in..."
Lin Beichen sneered and threw backhand.
The middle god of the Lieyang tribe felt a feeling in his heart.
When he looked down, he saw a golden javelin thrust into his heart, piercing through his body.
The next moment, the air-piercing explosion sounded.
The speed of this shot exceeded the speed of sound, and even gods could not react at all.
"you……"
He slowly raised his head, his eyes with life fading away, filled with questions: "You are not... who are you?"
Those who possess such crushing power are definitely not ordinary people.
Lin Beichen was too lazy to pay attention.
This kind of thing, when he was in the God Realm, he was not even qualified to look at him.
boom!
Golden javelin explodes.
The middle god of the Lieyang God Clan was blown to pieces and turned into blood mist all over the sky.
Everyone was shocked.
Between heaven and earth, there is a dead silence like a graveyard at midnight.
The blood mist of the middle god drifts with the wind, lingering in the air like the embers of fireworks after burning brightly, beautiful but also desolate.
Pan Chou and the other five lower-level gods of the Lieyang God Clan were pale and their bodies were like chaff.
Even the middle god is vulnerable in the hands of this young man.
Then wouldn't they be... vulnerable?
Fear strikes.
They didn't dare to take action or escape.
Who is this young man?
Why so tyrannical.
This kind of person should not be a mortal from the lower world.
But it seems that everyone in the Anti-Desolate Temple Alliance is familiar with him.
Pan Chou realized that the Lieyang Clan was in trouble.
With just one casual blow from this young man, he killed Master Pan Zhen... At least he was at the upper god level. Since the Lieyang God Clan fled to the lower realm after the death of its main god, the strongest members of the clan are only a few upper gods.
.
On a bronze carriage.
Yan Ruyu, Hu Meier and others were shocked when they saw this scene.
Before, Lin Beichen killed the strong man from the white-haired armored clan, which was still reasonable.
But killing a high-level alien god and demon so casually in front of them...this...this is beyond their understanding.