Fantasy Emperor Summoning System

"kill!"

"Charge with me! They have all been hit hard! There is no strong power to burst out!"

"Kill! Make a contribution! Change the situation in the Kyushu world, just today!"

The rebels roared loudly, one by one, looking crazy.

In their view, they are not betraying the Kyushu world at all, but are seeking new life and survival for the Kyushu world.

Since the Dark Legion is so powerful, isn't it a good choice to surrender and be with him? Why, it must be hard steel to the end?

Such an approach is nothing more than the death of some people and the loss of some sovereignty, but it can preserve the Kyushu world and most of the people.

Compared with survival, what are these sacrifices?

"kill!"

"These beasts! White-eyed wolves! Fight with them!"

Numerous Kyushu troops roared, their voices full of anger, and the chests of many popular people rose and fell violently, almost exploding.

"kill!"

Wen Zhong took the lead with a cold expression. He didn't bother to talk to Wang Feng and the others. He felt that it was disgusting to talk to them.

Buzzing!

On him, the divine light burst, and above his head, the light of the Primordial Divine Pot became more and more radiant, thousands of divine lights, like streamers, fell down and guarded him.

Holding the broken spear in one hand, he headed directly towards Wang Feng, just killing him in anger! The divine power that has been hit has boiled, like a turbulent ocean, stormy waves and clouds, stormy waves and sky!

"Huh! Looking for death! Wen Zhong, today I will learn and teach your brilliant tricks!"

Wang Feng sneered, took a deep look at Wen Zhong, and shouted without fear.

Behind him, a shadow of the world emerged, showing a mysterious side.

I saw an endless **** purgatory flashing in the phantom of the world, there were also colorful glazed lights across the sky, and a pure land of birds and flowers appeared.

boom!

As soon as the shadow of the world appeared, it was circling endless rays of light, unfolding endless mysterious lines, with vast power, and suppressing the past toward Wenzhong, as if to crush him with the power of the world!

"The power of the world!"

Wen Zhong's expression changed slightly. This was the first time that Wang Feng made a move and showed him shocked.

The power of the world!

This is an attack technique that can only be mastered by refining a prototype of the world!

And Wang Feng's world phantom, with blood flowing on it, with boundless malice, obviously not obtained by normal means!

Then, there is only one possibility! Wang Feng, before he knew it, he had already slaughtered a world!

"It turns out that you've been planning this! I see! If you want to reverse it, it's not a day or two for a long time! You want to create another Kyushu race!"

Wen Zhong is not stupid. At this moment, he understood Wang Feng's intentions.

He didn't really care about the life and death of Kyushu World at all! Because, for him, even if the Kyushu world is really gone, then he can take people to the world he holds! Settle there! Build a new human race!

"Wang Feng, you really have a poisonous mind!"

Wen Zhong gritted his teeth and cut the spear with his hand to make the spear more dazzling, and there was divine light flowing on the tip of the spear! Almost burned.

"I understand now? It's too late!"

Wang Feng looked at him coldly and said disdainfully!

The words fall.

With his palm facing forward, he pressed it hard!

Pause time.

boom! Boom!

The void exploded, and the deafening roars resounded like thunder. A series of mysterious lines, through the phantom of the world, mirrored on the void, intertwined, a large piece of mysterious brilliance! The emptiness of let is shaking, as if it can't bear it anymore.

"Suppress me!"

Wang Feng roared.

The power of the world burst out, sending out a great force!

In that place, Wen Zhong's figure was directly beaten out! The whole body is dripping with blood! In many places, even the skin is sprouted!

The Primordial God's pot is still hanging down with endless light, but the light has become a lot dim, and even on the Primordial God's pot, there is a slight crack!

The power of the world is too strong!

At this moment, as far as Wen Zhong is concerned, it is no less than the power of a world, hitting him horizontally, he can survive, and he is already shockingly lucky without dying.

In fact, if it weren't for the help of the ancient gods, he would have died and disappeared at this moment, completely becoming a loess.

Wen Zhong stared at Wang Feng, but his heart sank fiercely!

Wang Feng, too strong!

What he hides is too deep!

This strength is almost able to challenge the Great Sage!

Opposite him, Wang Feng also stood with his hand in his hand, his expression calm, with arrogance and arrogance, and said indifferently: "Wen Zhong, how do you stop me!"

He said.

On him, divine light blooms!

He once again urged the phantom of the world to suppress Wen Zhong!

Wen Zhong's expression changed drastically, and he didn't even think about it. He just moved to one side, trying to avoid the sharpness. At the same time, he once again urged the Primordial God Pot, bursting out thousands of feet of divine glow.

Surrounded him and protected him.

But, still useless.

The world phantom crashed down, bombarding Wen Zhong's body with an incredible speed!

The endless divine light trembled. Blasted to pieces here, shining this piece of void as bright as day!

After a long while.

Bang bang bang!

A series of explosive sounds sounded.

I saw Wen Zhong under the protection of the gods, flying out again!

People are still in the air, mouth after mouthful of blood, just like money is not needed, and it keeps squirting out wildly!

And Wang Feng, with a quick move, suddenly, the Primordial God Pot that was originally suspended above Wen Zhong's head was directly captured by him.

Wang Feng took it, played with it, and smiled satisfied: "Haha, this thing is a treasure, and now it belongs to me! Thank you, Brother Wen Zhong, for cutting love!"

puff!

Another breath of blood spurted out of Wen Zhong. At this moment, blood was spilling on Wen Zhong's body, and there were deep bone scars everywhere. It was as miserable as it was.

He stared at Wang Feng, gritted his teeth and said: "This is the first time I have seen something as shameless as you! God does not have eyes long, and he has not accepted you as a scourge, a beast!"

"Hehe, me? God, I dare not accept it!"

Wang Feng sneered and said proudly, that level of arrogance!

"Don't talk nonsense with you! Kill!"

Wang Feng shouted loudly, not wasting any time at all. While he was speaking, his palm moved slightly!

Pause time.

A big blood-colored handprint appeared out of thin air, and rushed toward the clock!

Bang!

Wen Zhong's body was directly shattered by a slap! It turned into a **** mist and disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, as powerful as a bell, it was the soul body that was attacked and killed by Wang Feng!