This was a suicidal charge. Gu Jianlin didn't even run away after using the ancient divine language. He counterattacked along the desolate ruins, accompanied by a sharp sound like a thousand birds chirping, and thousands of thunder and lightning.

burst out.

The ruins were destroyed and the enemy's body was torn apart.

In the realm of ancient divine language, he is almost invincible.

In fact, it is because his current rank is not enough to truly unleash the power that destroys the world. According to legend, the Black Supreme from the ancient times can overthrow a great dynasty in an instant with just a gentle chant. What he has used now

The territory can only carry out extermination of everything within the range.

It is impossible to achieve an instant kill, but it is obviously a dimensionality reduction attack at the super-dimensional stage.

Even holy domain level attacks will be forcibly annihilated within the domain.

Any sublimated person who steps into the realm will be torn apart, and it will be extremely difficult to even use extraordinary abilities.

A magician stared with blood-red eyes and performed an illusion, throwing out three playing cards that rotated like butterflies. The cards were stained with bright red blood beads, reflecting the galloping demons and bursts of thunder and lightning.

Gu Jianlin passed over him like a ghost, and with a tap on his forehead, he exploded into a ball of blood mist.

A black shadow fell from the sky above his head, but he raised his right hand without even looking and tightened it hard!

Click.

He grabbed an ancient warrior by the throat and tore off his head mercilessly.

Bang!

An alchemical armor-piercing bullet roared in, and the roaring gunfire spread.

Gu Jianlin stepped forward without looking back, and without looking back, he raised his hand and caught the bullet!

He tightened his palms, and the alchemical armor-piercing bullets turned into ashes in his hands.

This is an alchemical armor-piercing bullet with domineering power. It should have shattered half of his body.

With a bang, a thunder gun was thrown out, blowing up the sniper's position into a huge deep pit.

From the beginning to the end, Tang Ling was not harmed in his arms. Occasionally, there would be splashes of blood. Her face was as charming as a swaying begonia. She looked at the demonic mask and was a little lost.

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Gu Jian has never systematically learned fighting until now. When he fights, he relies solely on primitive instincts. The intoxicating sense of violence even reveals an ancient meaning, as if it had been imprinted on the ancient world thousands of years ago.

On the stone tablet, it was enshrined on the altar and worshiped by thousands of people.

The helicopter crashed with a roar, like a rain of fire falling from the sky.

In the rain of fire is a demonic boy and the girl in his arms.

Faced with such a terrifying scene, even the sublimates of the Ether Association and the Youying Group flinched.

"The information is wrong, this is not just an ordinary resurrection of the ancient gods!"

"This is a nobleman. This is a great nobleman among the ancient gods. His ancient divine language is unstoppable!"

"Request retreat, apply for support!"

Upon seeing this, Wanwantu also issued a retreat order, because the power of the monster in front of him has been tested. It is definitely not something that the super-dimensional level can fight against, and it must be done by the sacred level himself.

In the war of the ancient gods, low-level also played a role.

The meaning of the existence of low-level sublimators is to test the enemy's strength and use their lives to pave the way for intelligence.

"All retreat!"

He shouted into the miniature microphone: "Prince, please answer if you hear it!"

He didn't believe that the young master of the Ying family died so easily. He was the number one in the Omega sequence.

Especially a heavenly being.

Unfortunately, there was no sound coming from the communication channel, only a despairing silence.

"Brother, do you want to retreat?"

Jiang Ziye saw that the situation was not good, and the fox's smiling face became a little stiff.

Jiang Chuge is also a young man. He has never seen such a noble ancient protoss, but faced with such a bloody scene, he was still not shocked. Instead, he refuted coldly: "There is no retreat option in my dictionary. You have to remember

The noble blood flows in my body, and my blood does not allow me to retreat."

"A lowly concubine like you won't understand."

He said coldly: "Give me the blood of evolution."

Jiang Ziye seemed to be used to being scolded, and silently opened his arms.

Jiang Chuge casually penetrated his chest, causing him to roar like a beast.

This is such a shocking scene. The elder brother penetrated the younger brother's chest with his own hand, and seemed to be squeezing his heart with his hand. When he pulled his hand out again, there was a drop of crystal-like blood in his palm.

Jiang Ziye was paralyzed as if his soul had been taken away, and he knelt on the ground helplessly.

Wan Tu frowned instinctively, even he thought this scene was too cruel.

"According to the military advisor's plan, this is what my brother should have brought to me. I will kill a young ancestor here. This will be my own, the supreme glory." Jiang Chuge did not look at himself again.

The younger brother glanced at him and swallowed the blood of evolution with an expressionless face, causing lines as hot as lava on his body.

The majestic breath of the ancient gods surged in his body, as if it was going to burst him alive!

It’s just that Jiang Chuge was able to hold on to such a violent ancient god’s breath. Snow-white horns burst out of his head, his face also showed mysterious and deep lines, and his pupils became as bottomless as black holes.<

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"Instructor Wan, I believe your superiors should have hinted to you that a new world is about to begin. This is a very fair deal. You will help us resurrect the king, and we will be responsible for helping you kill the president."<

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He said hoarsely: "None of us expected this kind of change now, but I think we should continue to cooperate. Kill that Qilin. This will be a unique and huge gift that belongs to you and me."

There was no reason for Ten Thousand Tu to refuse, and blood-red steam gushed out from the iron tower-like body, like a giant lava monster.

Even if two saint-level people join forces, they must be extremely cautious when facing a noble from the ancient god clan.

Because in the roaring wind and sand, the devil-like boy had already counterattacked with his girl in his arms.

One thousand meters, five hundred meters, two hundred meters.

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Jiang Chuge held the iron sword, and the sharp blade became hot. The faint sound of the sword was like a thunderous roar, and even the barren land was chopped into pieces. The sad sword marks were shocking.

He held his iron sword high, gathering momentum.

Wanwan Tu took a deep breath, and the surging blood energy filled the air and condensed into a bloody battle axe.

Gu Jianlin jumped up to the ridge. The spiritual energy in his body was about to be exhausted. The domain of the ancient divine language still had the last ten seconds to support it. In front of him were two saint-level powerhouses, whose ranks were far higher than his.<

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He doesn't know how he can win.

But he believes in his teammates.

He also believes in the elder who always cares about him.

He only needs to do his own thing well and let God do the rest.

"Throw me out!"

Tang Ling's red hair swayed and she shouted loudly.

Gu Jianlin threw her out with all his strength. She was like a bird flying across the sky, the sword edge trembling and buzzing!

The moment Jiang Chuge was about to take action, he suddenly turned around and the sword edge deflected and fell!

Cang!

The giant ax swung by Wan Tu was blocked by him with the edge of his sword, and he was just a hair away from cutting off his head!

The previous strengths and weaknesses of both sides were immediately compared.

Cracks suddenly appeared in the bloody battle ax that killed thousands of people.

Jiang Chuge's iron sword was roaring.

"Sure enough, the people from the Ether Association can't believe it."

Jiang Chuge said indifferently: "Unfortunately, you are not my opponent."

Wan Tu grinned: "I'm sorry, this is something Lao Chen asked me to do."

With a bang, the iron tower-like man flew backwards, with a sad sword mark appearing on his chest, and the blood spurting out was like a flood bursting its banks, instantly dyeing the barren land red.

There are also gaps between the seven levels.

He is not a heavenly being, let alone an evolver.

The world of order dominated by the President does have some problems in a certain sense.
To be continued...