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Chapter 1857: The Wrath of the Gods (Leader

Han Sen's figure flickered in the air, slashing at the dome with his sword, leaving Wood stunned.

"Such speed... Such sword intention... How is this possible... His sword intention is not inferior to that of the Queen of Blades... What the hell is going on... Isn't he a baron?"

The Ghost Tooth Sword slashed at the dome, causing the dome to swing left and right in the sky, like a roly-poly.

At the same time, Han Sen could also feel the throbbing coming from its body. The Ghost Fang Knife combined with Han Sen's sword intent caused considerable damage to the inside of the dome.

After the dome was traumatized, the golden flames outside turned into firebirds and chased Han Sen. Unfortunately, with the support of Juetooth Rabbit Boots, Hansen's movement was more flexible than the birds, and those firebirds were always Can't hurt Han Sen.

Suddenly, a ball of golden flames bloomed in the air like flowers. The golden flames were peeled off layer by layer, and a handsome man with a golden crown and golden clothes walked out of it. Every move of that man seemed to have great power, and he was as heart-warming as a god. trembling.

"Han Sen, it will not do you any good to cut off the Wu clan bloodline. As long as you are willing to let him go, this god can agree to you three conditions." The god-like man hung in the void and said softly to Han Sen. .

"Is that the true form of the God of Heaven?" Wood was shocked. He originally thought that the true form of the God of Heaven could not leave the Copper Hall, but he did not expect to see the true form of the God of Heaven here.

Han Sen ignored the golden-robed man and continued to slash at the dome, causing the throbbing inside the dome to become more and more intense.

"This god can erase the marks of the Uzbek tribe on all creatures. In addition, I can do three things for you." The man in gold robe stood in the void and continued.

Han Sen slashed hard at the dome again, and suddenly a sound was heard. The dome could no longer remain suspended in the air and fell directly to the ground.

Han Sen jumped down, and the Ghost Fang Sword, with the aura of a great beast from ancient times, struck the dome one after another, causing a strange sound to come out of the dome, which sounded like a wail, but also like a mournful cry.

"That's enough." The man in gold robe finally changed his expression and shouted coldly.

I saw the rolling sky fire pouring in like a tide, covering the whole world in golden flames. The man in golden robe stood in the air, looking down at Han Sen like a god of fire, and said condescendingly: "I The god didn't want to break the rules, so he didn't kill you. Do you really think that this god is just an incompetent person who knows magic?"

Following the voice of the man in the golden robe, the rolling golden flames burned the surrounding palaces directly into magma juice and flowed into a river of magma. The golden flames turned into giant beasts roaring, and there were fire dragons crossing the sky. The whole world seemed to be like In a thought of the man in golden robe.

Under the pressure of the terrifying momentum, Duke Wood couldn't control himself and wanted to worship the man in gold robe, but Han Sen ignored him completely and continued to slash at the dome one after another, making the wailing inside become even louder. It was so tragic that even the eggshell had cracks.

The golden-robed man was furious, and the shocking fire dragons and ancient fire beasts felt his anger, and roared at Han Sen in unison, and the flames swept the world.

Han Sen was like an ant that strayed into the wilderness. In front of many ferocious beasts, he was so small that he could be blown to death with just one breath.

Now many fire beasts are surrounding Han Sen, roaring and roaring at him. The terrifying golden flames around him roll out tongues of fire, almost burning Han Sen. The heat waves melt the rocky ground and are everywhere around him.

Lava river.

But Han Sen still turned a blind eye to everything, and just slashed at the dome with his sword, making the sound in the dome more and more shrill, and the fine lines on the eggshell becoming more and more numerous.

Wood and Heigang were horrified just watching from a distance. It was hard to imagine that Han Sen was able to attack the dome alone under such pressure.

Even a Duke like Wood could only tremble on the ground.

"What on earth are you going to do before you stop?" The man in gold robe, who was as handsome as a god, almost had fire in his eyes, and his face was a little distorted.

But the answer to him was still just the sound of the blade of the Ghost Tooth Sword slashing. Han Sen seemed to be blind, blind in his ears, and blind in his heart. The hand holding the Ghost Tooth Sword cut down firmly again and again.

Click!

The black eggshell of the giant egg finally couldn't bear it anymore and cracked open, and a golden liquid like magma flowed out with scorching heat.

"Han Sen, if you dare to kill me again, I will definitely make your whole family unable to survive or die." The man in gold robe roared angrily.

Click!

The only answer he received was a slash and the sound of an eggshell cracking.

There was another crack in the eggshell, purple-black flames scattered on the fragments, and golden magma blood seeped out at the same time.

"I, the Emperor, swear to heaven and earth that I will extract your family's genes and drive your family into the primitive land, so that you will only be meat-eating idiots for thousands of generations, and you will never be able to develop wisdom." The man in the golden robe spoke every word as if he was his own.

squeezed out between the teeth.

Thunder suddenly rolled throughout the entire mountain space, dark clouds surged from the sky, and rain of blood fell from the sky, seemingly in response to the oath of the man in gold robe.

Thunders roared one after another, falling like divine punishment, and the river of blood turned into a river. Coupled with the endless golden flames, the entire mountain space felt like the end of the world was coming.

Thunder and lightning exploded in Han Sen's body, and fire beasts roared in his ears, but Han Sen still ignored it, and the hand holding the knife remained steady as usual, without any wavering.

One knife after another, the Ghost Tooth Sword slashed at the eggshell crazily, cutting cracks on the eggshell one after another. The magma-like blood seeped out more and more, almost all over the dome, and the purple-black flames.

The qi mixed together and became extremely strange.

Emperor Xie Qing, Gu Qingcheng and Xiao Yinyin have all been marked by the Uzbek tribe, and the little angels who stayed in the base may have also been infected.

And this god who calls himself Emperor Kuang cannot be trusted at all. All the creatures who have made wishes to him, none of them have good results, and almost all of them are about to die.

Han Sen's only sure way to completely resolve those Uzbek marks is to completely kill this black dome of Uzbek blood. There is no other way.

Han Sen is now certain that the Emperor's God is restricted by some rules or power and cannot attack him.

Although I don't know why, this is Han Sen's best opportunity.

Thunderstorms danced like dragons, exploding all around.

The rain of blood was like waves crashing on the shore, soaking Han Sen's body.

The angry roars of the flame beast and the emperor seemed to be curses from hell.

But none of this stopped the Ghost Fang Knife from Han Sen's hand from falling.

Click!

After enduring countless blows, the dome, which was already full of cracks, was finally chopped into pieces by Han Sen. It turned into pieces of broken shells and flew around. All the magma-like liquid inside flowed out and splashed everywhere.


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