Fantasy Reading Conferred God

Chapter 1882 Dull sound, you will die
  No matter what you do, the ending will not change. You will die. "

There was a dull sound.

My expression remained calm and unchanging throughout this fatal battle. The destructive power is very high, and those chaotic forces are even more terrifying, but so what, can they compare with the holy soldiers?
  The space was distorted, and a colorful light spread out.

Under the crunching sound, the killing array was directly shattered, and the infinite chaos power was dissipated.

Middle-aged men look very different.

The weapon of protection was destroyed. This killing line was his last resort and his most powerful means to kill the half-step Tianquan. But now I, Shuhao, is ruthless and can easily tear up his last counter-trap. . This made his strong and chaotic body tremble, and a kind of fear began to flow into his heart.

As one of the twelve masters of this chaotic world, he has never had fear, and he never thought he would feel this way, but at this moment, he is really afraid of death.

He roared, his whole body in chaos.

At this moment, he pushed his potential to the limit and shook the sky.

It's powerful and terrifying.

It's a shame, it's powerful and scary, and now is not the time.

A sound broke through the sky, and a black figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

With the support of the sacred map, my progress became faster, so fast that the sacred power could not catch up even half a step. He appeared in front of the middle-aged man at this moment, with cold eyes and a map in his right hand, which he took a photo of.

The terrible smell of a middle-aged man was suddenly broken.

Next, blood mist enveloped the empty sky, and the main body of the twelfth continent of the chaotic world was turned upside down, the body was broken, and the internal organs were directly broken. As a result, his forehead was split open and most of his soul was crushed.

Mori I am sacred and have a sacred map, comparable to a sacred soldier.  Middle-aged people are half-step saints and half-saints in heaven.

In such a collision, how could the half-saint be an opponent? Fragile as tofu.

"This king is unwilling, unwilling!"

The middle-aged man suddenly roared.
  More than half of Yuan Shen's body had been shattered, as if half wasted, and his face was full of ferocity.

"If you don't want to die, you have to die."

The map suddenly enlarged in his hand, covering the high sky, and he waved it with infinite charm, heading straight down.

After all, the enemy is half-step Tianli, so although he has a divine plan in his hands, in fact, he is not careless and contemptuous. Just like when the young man was cut down, he moved the map as far as he could now, trying to kill him with one hit. The middle-aged man yelled.

His students are full of blood, dissatisfaction, despair, regret and fear.

It's just that these things disappear quickly.

"died!"

A callous word rang out, clanking like a soldier.

With the sound of the word "death", the sacred map in the sky completely fell down, completely covering the middle-aged man below, like a big universe rolling, crushing it into a ball of blood mist on the spot, and Yuan Shen's body was completely Destroyed Miye.

(End of this chapter)