Zhuang Mingge escaped with magic, but the crisis was not lifted. [This article From]

The Son is still.

His speed was faster than Zhuang Mingge. After a punch, he had no hesitation. He folded his body in the middle of the air and galloped towards the northeast. The body and the air rubbed, and there seemed to be a spark flickering behind him.

Zhuang Mingge's body appeared from the void, and the fist of the Son had hit.

He found the position of Zhuang Mingge.

Zhuang Mingge couldn't imagine it, but still blocked himself with both hands and took the blow.

Shaking the stars, bombarding the sun and the moon, sinking the mountain, Zhuang Mingge could not describe the fierceness and terrible of this hit. He flew out like an artillery shell.

How many meters did you fly?

Zhuang Mingge did not count the hard work, but at least 300 kilometers of rain, maybe it would be longer, the hands were paralyzed, without any consciousness, no crushing on the spot, it was already a blessing.

Fortunately, Zhuang Mingge's body is not the body of flesh and blood, but the spirit body. The flesh and blood body cannot stop the fist of the Son. His strength is almost crushing. Zhuang Mingge compares with him.

If you are idle, you are completely crushed.

"I was underestimated me."

Zhuang Mingge roared, and sprayed it.

A black light was sprayed out. Soon, tore the world and run through the mountains and rivers, it is difficult to distinguish the naked eye in the void, almost at the moment Zhuang Mingge sprayed out, resisting the Son's in front of the Son.

bite!

The Son was too late to dodge, oh no, it should be disdainful to dodge, and was hit by the front.

The black light rubbed on the saint's body, splashed the dazzling spark, and then flew out by the bomb.

Zhuang Mingge was not convinced, and he roared again, spraying the same black light.

The Son didn't avoid it, and stared at Zhuang Mingge with a sneer. It seemed to want to see his embarrassment. He was murderous and tide, and he couldn't wait to remove the muscles and peel it.

However……

bump!

When the black light hit the Son's body. The Holy Son suddenly changed his face and retreated quickly. The body's muscles were wonderful to shake, and every time he trembled, endless power was removed.

But useless. The black light sprayed by Zhuang Mingge was like a mountain impact. The sage was undoubtedly hit and flew out.

Then, then

With a bang, the mountains almost collapsed, and the mountains were covered with shocking cracks.

"What's so great about the sage? I haven't been lying down by me."

Zhuang Mingge sneered.

He almost made almost his last blow just now, without any reservation, and was incredible with powerful power, and for a moment. There was also the help of Gaia consciousness. This blow completely stepped into the stars.

attack.

Even though the Son is extremely powerful, under this attack, the boat is over the gap.

Moreover, in order to insurance, Zhuang Mingge also attacked the curse of despair and sorrow. This curse was very difficult. The Son was bombarded into the mountains, inlaid inside the mountain, and the body was covered with black lines.

These lines are composed of death grievances. A small line can kill an angel.

The saint is densely these patterns, but it is still immortal, but this is already the limit. In his state, it is impossible to continue fighting. It is impossible.

Just dealing with these resentment, it is enough to drink a pot.

Before the death of the endless life, the grievances were accompanied by the horrible impact and blasted into the mind of the Son. It seemed that there were tens of millions of injustice, and the ghosts were entangled.

"I hate, I hate ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah."

"Why did I die, I have nothing wrong, why, why!"

"This world is unfair, unfair, God's eyesless."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, why do you betray me."

"Come on, die, die with me."

If it is placed in the past, these resentment is nothing at all, the Son can purify, but the sage can not completely face these resentment, and can only resist.

Zhuang Mingge took this opportunity to fly in, and he couldn't hide the surging murderous spirit.

While he is ill, he wants him to die.

Now the sage is resentful and has a great strength. Zhuang Mingge will naturally kill him. Otherwise, when he clears his resentment, Zhuang Mingge is dead. Zhuang Mingge will never agree, let alone sit up.

"This is the second time you have been calculated, Barrett."

Seeing that Zhuang Mingge walked in, Zhuang Mingge walked in, and a smile on his face with black lines showed a smile. It seemed that the two were enemies from time to time, but friends.

"Second?"

Zhuang Mingge thought of the first meeting of the secret treasure room.

"This failure is that I am too proud. Of course, your weakness also makes me relax. It is indeed a brave.

The sage suddenly became embarrassed, and Zhuang Mingge was not very suitable.

He felt that the other party seemed to be delayed, so he hurried forward to make up for the last blow.

Puff!

A brilliant compressed wind blade was easy to make the saint's body in two halves. Zhuang Mingge felt that it was not too safe, so he cut the body that cut into half.

In the end, there is only one head.

"We will also meet, Barrett, this time, I have already got what I want." The only head left by Son showed a deep smile.

Zhuang Mingge suddenly realized, "No wonder I have no feelings when I cut you, I always feel that the body is your thoughts, or the avatar."

"Is the avatar."

Zhuang Mingge smiled bitterly, "A avatar crushes me the flowing flowers, do you completely crushed me, how strong are you."

"Very strong, now I should be said to be invincible."

Although Zhuang Mingge was scared, he still showed disdain.

"I ..." Shengzi seemed to want to say something, but Zhuang Mingge didn't give him a chance. He raised his feet and shattered his only head.

"Let your kid arrogant."

At the same time, the Holy See's base camp, inside a Holy See.

Sitting on the bench, the saint who came up with Gabeli slowly opened his eyes and stroked his face. Although it was the avatar, it felt shared.

The feeling of still staying in your body. It did not disappear.

"Yi Barrett? There are such people in the world, it is indeed the creator of the Father God."

After a while, the door of the church was suddenly pushed away, and a knight hurried in and kneeled in front of the Son. "Adults, big things are not good."

"What's the matter?" Shengzi asked with a smile.

"Light Bridge, the road of the light bridge is smashed by an enemy. Now the Cross East Cavaliers have been forced to land, trapped in a mountain, and the forward speed is slow."

"Be broken?" Shengzi's eyes were slightly surprised, "I know. Tell the Cavaliers' leader, Victoria, let the Cavaliers cautiously move forward, be careful of the trap in front.

"Yes, adult."

"Go."

The sage waved his hand, and the Cavaliers retreated respectfully. Carefully, as if worshiping the gods in the Chao.

"Even the Bridge of the Holy Light can destroy it. Barrett seems to be more difficult to deal with than what I think. It is indeed a human that kills me. Although it is still very immature, it can be seen that it is the puppet."

He said to himself, stroking his chest with his right hand, showing a horrible smile.

"So, let me completely destroy you, from the body, to the heart, it will destroy you at all."

Nympho

When Zhuang Mingge returned to St. Roland very embarrassed, Gi Mengli had returned. When he saw Zhuang Mingge's embarrassment, he was startled.

"My master, you have played with people, such sacred and bright power, it looks like a very powerful angel." Jimonli was a little curious, and there was an angel she didn't know about the coming of the world?

"Not an angel, it's the Son."

Zhuang Mingge had just played against Shengzi and was pressed. His body had already been traumatized. Although he would heal the time, he felt very difficult to breathe now.

The body is very painful, especially the two arms, which hurts the bone marrow.

"Son, Jesus?" The endless magic symbols flashed inside Jimomei, seemingly calculating something. "It seems that he really did not return to the Lord, but stayed on the world.

Zi, but he doesn't seem to be complete at present, my master, it's good to be able to come back. "

Zhuang Mingge also felt that he had been lucky. Without that desperate sorrow, he might explain that place, and there was no dead body.

"Son Jesus' body was stolen from the sky, and the soul was divided into two. Most of them were sleeping in the real identity. Only a small part occupied others as the body and directed the miracle of resurrection."

Zhuang Mingge calmly told Jimonli that there was the real body of the Son Jesus in his hand, so he came to him.

"I have destroyed the light bridge, it seems that it is not the time to fight against the Holy See."

"I know."

Hearing Ji Mengli's words, Zhuang Mingge nodded. If there was no way to deal with the real Son, if it was rashly carried out, it would likely cause the result of very tragedy.

Zhuang Mingge couldn't help but be glad his calmness and the time of anti -war.

Just then, Jimonli suddenly said: "My master, do you remember, when we met for the first time, the prophecy I once had."

"Night is the battlefield. The fierce enemy can devour everything. He has the power of tearing the sky. In holy and falling, he will go to the peak."

"White horror is the root of all extinction. The brave man fell tears, and God could not bear the charcoal in the world, closed his eyes, ah, this is a song of destruction, desperate chanting."

Zhuang Mingge calmly said these two predictions.
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