The Alchemist God - Chapter 1281

“Peng!”

A heavy blow from the air, Liya’s petite body fell to the top of Dacheng Hall, her mouth was vomiting blood, her power has been consumed to the limit, and the speed can no longer be reached so that the Titans can’t react, but just a light one. Strike, Leah has been seriously injured.

Accompanied by the sound of snoring, the two sacred angels of Xi Yan and Daiwa succumb to one side, and they did not move. Many war angels behind them formed a unique battlefield of the Western gods, and the radiant swords were swept out again and again. The Titans fight together.

On the other hand, the East Heaven camp, the wind continues, Situ Sen is almost unable to withstand, the Seven Devils, Zi Yao left and right suddenly are almost impossible to save the whole situation.

Lin Muyu successively changed his strokes, and a arrogant sword sighed in the air to make a sword, but the Titans seemed to be killing the same, killing one another immediately close, and more and more, in the blink of an eye Dozens of Titans surrounded Lin Muyu and Wei Qiu to smash a sigh of anger.

“puff……”

It’s just that the atmosphere of the Titan’s offense has already spurted the blood of the vengeance. If it’s not Lin Muyu’s proud sword, it’s afraid that Dacheng Hall has already fallen.

Qin Yin, Tang Xiaoxuan, Feng Jixing and others quickly swooped back and narrowed the front line to only about two hundred meters. At one time, the sky above Dacheng Hall became a scene of the gods and the Titan army blasting and bombing. The axe and the hammer are like a messy bombing of a meteor falling into the ground, constantly swaying the enchantment above the Dacheng Hall.

At this moment, suddenly there was a sound of ethereal sounds in the Dacheng Hall. It was like singing and sounding like a wind. But when everyone heard this sound, they only felt that the recovery speed of the body was greatly accelerated, and the blink of an eye was reduced to Filled rivers.

“It’s the maid of the goddess of the goddess!”

Holding the sword in the moon, said: “She is helping us!”

The Seven Devils waved the battle axe and shouted: “Fighting again!”

Everyone from the top of the main hall flew around, looking for their opponents to catch and kill.

This is a battle of righteousness and evil. It is also the battle of life and death in the heavens. Whoever can save it is the heavenly master who takes thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Otherwise, it is the defeat of the king, the achievement of the Mahayana Heaven and Brilliance will become a flash in the pan.

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“Roar!”

The roar of Ray Lun was shaken by the earth, and the warhammer turned into a flame that opened the defense of the Seven Devils. It was as strong as the Seven Devils could not withstand the positive attack of Leilun. The Pangu axe was directly shaken. The figure was flipped in the air, and the eyes of the warrior thunder slammed into the gods on the top of the Dacheng Hall.

“I come!”

Lin Muyu leaped forward and stopped in front of the wind, Qin Yin, Tang Xiaoxuan and others. He raised his hand and pulled out the Xuanyuan sword. The proud swords and scorpions swelled in the field. For a time, countless swords gathered in front, straight to the warhammer of Leilun. After the bombardment of the past, the air was full of dull, angry and thunderous crashes, and the two great forces collided together, so that a few of the lower-minded gods had already been blown by nose and mouth.

“Will you win?” Qin Yin worried.

“No.” Wei Qiu shook his head.

Sure enough, “brushing” a raging flame came, it was Lei Lun’s warhammer, actually broke through Lin Muyu’s ten-powered arrogant sword, and God knows how many planes of the power of Lei Lun in the southern gods. .

“Be careful!”

Lin Muyu snorted and his left hand suddenly swelled. The martial arts whistle and turn, and a huge dragon blood battle shield was sacrificed. This is already his housekeeping skill, and the dragon blood shield is coated with a layer of proud swords and energy. At the same time, the body is awkward, and the Xuanyuan sword in the right hand is moving with a pale swell, and it has already come out.

“Peng!”

The heavy hammer of the warhammer was on the dragon’s blood shield, forcing Lin Muyu to retreat at least ten meters away. The armor behind him was almost attached to Qin Yin’s breastplate. Qin Yin couldn’t help but reach out with his power to support his shoulders, but in the At the moment of contact, a roaring evil spirit rushed to the surface, and Qin Yin was able to retreat a few steps. I can imagine how strong Lin Muyu’s power is.

However, Lei Lun’s strong strike was also after the unloading force of the Seven Devils. Now it is blocked by the Dragon Blood War Shield. It suddenly slams back and forth, and the Warhammer rotates in the air as if it were a trace of a steamer. However, in this sparkling steamer, a golden light is like a needle-like stab.

“brush!”

It is Xuanyuanjian, Lin Muyu hidden in the rebound of the killing trick!

“The patriarch, be careful!”

Lei Lunqi was out of reach, but another Titan blocked him in front of it. Under a blast, Xuanyuanjian directly penetrated the head of the Titan and shattered it. Blood dripping and instantly screaming.

“Mixed…Budget…”

Lei Lun was so trembling and roared: “Give me a storm, you must take down the Dacheng Hall, kill the light of this hypocritical Mahayana God, kill me!”

In all directions, countless Titans came and galloped, just like the gods came to the world, but the punishment was the many Protoss of the Mahayana Heaven, which was very ridiculous and sad.

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Seven demon emperors, Xi Yan, Qin Yin, Feng Jixing and others have been weak, even under the blessing of the power of the Holy Spirit, there is a lot of fatigue, the power of the Titans is endless, so killing the Mahayana I am afraid that God will really be killed, and after the battle lasted for nearly half an hour, the gods of the Eastern Divine Realm have been reduced by at least 30%, and countless new gods have fallen, and if they have experienced a catastrophe.

Just as the situation began to clear, a beam of light illuminates the sky, deep purple, and turned into a straight line through the sky, as if the arrow is empty, moving like a thunder, with a “brush” Mang galloped through, hard-boiled into the heart of the second strongest of the Leilun tribe, Keston, “Peng” shot through, shocked out the old blue power of the blue, that is the Odin **** The energy, after suffering this blow, has begun to diffuse into the air.

“Oh wow…”

Keston was sneaked and screamed, madly licking his chest, but it was difficult to prevent the leakage of power. In just a few seconds, his power was greatly reduced.

A group of Titans looked angry at the direction of the attackers. There were dark clouds rolling in. A group of people from the Devil stood on the head of the cloud. The forefront was the White Wind Emperor. Her fingertips swayed with a touch of magic flame. Obviously, this blow is her masterpiece. After inheriting the cultivation of Zi Yan, the integration of the mood of Baifeng Shengdi seems to have been out of blue, and the strength is even stronger than the purple inflammation.

Lin Muyu looked up into the air and smiled: “White wind, you are finally here!”

Bai Feng smiled: “The devil is a member of the six worlds. The lips are cold and cold. How can I sit and watch the Dacheng Hall being compromised? The whole world falls into the hands of this extremely ferocious Titan? I will lead the warriors of the Devils to attack from the flanks. As for you, let the camera do it!”

Lin Muyu gently rotated the Xuanyuan sword in his hand and said: “God world, also ready to attack!”

If you add the power of thousands of holy kings and demon gods in the white wind and the devil world, you can reverse the whole situation. After all, the damage of the Leilun tribe is also very serious. There are already countless Titan bodies falling on Dacheng Mountain. Can’t afford more damage.

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“flood!”

In the air, countless magic flames swallowed up nearly 100 Titans in front of the flood. It is a masterpiece of white wind. Her strength is indeed much higher than that of purple inflammation. After all, Ziyan relies on destroying the tower, but the white wind is different. Unconsciously, the power of the devil has been greatly enhanced by the “sacrifice” of Zi Yan!

The Titans screamed and condensed the shield to withstand the white flame’s magic flame impact. The giant rocks in the torrent are generally unmoving and the momentum is dazed.

“attack!”

Lin Muyu has risen from the ground, and now he can only attack. If there is still a line of vitality in the offensive, if the Titans are to destroy the devil world, the realm of the gods will soon be defeated.

The Xuanyuan sword is raised, the proud sword is swaying, and the air sword is like a rainbow. The “噗噗噗” cut into the body of the Titans, but it is a perfect match with the white wind, and even the power of the Mahayana. There is not much conflict in the magic flame, perhaps related to the state of mind. Lin Muyu and Bai Feng have already regarded each other as friends, and their strength will naturally not collide.

“good chance!”

Stuart laughed, his palms opened, and the air-conditioning became completely turbulent. Many Titans were immediately smashed by his power, and the wind continued to lag behind. The palms opened and countless thunders and wind blades swept away. After that, the smashed Titan will be baptized again and “named” once, but this moment, at least more than 80 Titans are killed!

“Ha ha ha, killing well!”

The Seven Devils laughed and the Tomahawks swelled. The Pangu Axe seemed to cut the world like a galaxy. The hard-boiled Titan and other Titans were forced to retreat. At the same time, the handle of the Tomahawk was gently turned over and the power was raging. Out, dozens of Titans were involved and turned into fly ash.

For a time, the gods were ecstatic and the situation was completely reversed!

Numerous streamers have been shot into the camp of the Titans. The number of Titans has been drastically reduced. It is already less than three hundred. It can only be retreated. This defeat is like a landslide and tsunami. It is the pursuit of the Mahayana gods!

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“Hey!”

There was a sudden tremor in the air, as if the Thunder had torn the sky, and countless blue lightning appeared in the sky, while at the same time, I could see a figure with a breathtaking atmosphere.

“who!?”

Lin Muyu did not say much, raising his hand is a proud sword and a sword.

In the air, the clouds spread out because of the impact of the proud sword. The man was in the thunder, and his mouth twitched. He smiled faintly: “Wu Shen, we met again, why, you want to kill me?”

The palm of the hand raised, and suddenly patted, and immediately took Lin Muyu’s sword to fly.

At the same time, he raised a spear with a thunder and thunder in his hand, and he swayed in the space under his feet. In a moment, countless thunders filled the sky in an instant, completely blocking the roads of the seven emperors, Xiyan and other gods. Even some of the gods who had no time to close their hands hit the lightning wall and were instantly burnt into pieces.

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“Thunder?”

Over the Dacheng Hall, a beautiful figure slowly gathered up. It was a son-in-law. Her eyes looked faintly: “Is it the weapon of the northern **** king, how can it be in your hands?”

The comer laughed and said: “You can call me Zeus now, or call me Alice, as you like!”