Chapter 3115: insect
The Ark of Scourge, above the bridge.
Meng Niuniu and Zhiwei were shocked when they saw that little cold light suddenly appeared, and then pierced into the Kunzu army in an instant.
"Senior Split Sky." Zhi Weiyi was the first to react.
Meng Niuniu glanced at it, faintly waking up.
Immediately afterwards, from the direction where Emperor Splitting Sky appeared first, a Rui Cai Xiangyun enveloping Thunder appeared.
Among the auspicious clouds, Qilin Ruihuang showed his eyebrows and squinted his eyes. Behind him, Ruibaichuan, Ramadan, and a thousand future heavenly kings, all flying in the air with auspicious clouds as their mounts.
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There is no means, no magical powers, no methods, no martial arts.
The fight between Changyi and the Battle Sky Giant is a purely physical collision!
Quan Feng, opposite Quan Feng.
One hundred punches, one thousand punches.
Gaiyi and Zhantian Giant fist-to-fist, purely brute force, shaking the void, the hundreds of Kunzu **** kings who were violently attacking Tianli's Ark stopped their figure, watching silently, and were shocked by Gaiyi in their hearts. With the power of the body of the war giant!
Gaiyi's height is ten feet, it is already considered tall, but in front of the giants of the sky, he looks like a child. Similarly, in the power confrontation of two powerful six-kalpa **** kings, it is obvious that Gaiyi's power is not good. After fighting a thousand punches, Yiyi's legs were already staggered and moved backward.
And the giant of the sky, like the ancient **** of war, has a huge body that constantly bursts out astonishing power, pressing harder at every step, and after every punch, the momentum is more fierce.
What depresses the hearts of many Kunzu **** kings is that the Zhantian giant has no expressions from beginning to end.
Jiayi has gritted his teeth, and sweat is constantly flowing out of his body.
The ten thousandth punch!
The Zhan Tian giant suddenly raised his arm high, and then abruptly dropped, Jiayi was obviously a little slow, and he quickly greeted him with his punches.
Click!
There was a harsh, crisp sound.
The modified arm was blasted and dislocated with a punch by the Zhan Tian giant. The bones protruded from the shoulders, and blood spurted ten feet!
Afterwards, the Zhantian Giant immediately turned sideways, and later hit fiercely with his back, and changed to shoot out backwards, barely holding his figure a hundred miles away!
"Fight against Yingyue, you consume too much."
After the knock-up change, Zhantian Giant said lightly: "If you are in a heyday, you won't be knocked down by me so easily, but you still can't be my opponent."
It took a long time for the change of the body to be fixed, and then he straightened his body with sweat on his face. Looking at his broken right arm, he was silent for a long time before saying: "The lord of the desolate world, the giant of the sky."
"I'm no longer the Lord of the Desolate World." The Zhantian Giant frowned, as if he didn't like the title Lord of the Desolate very much. "Meng Fan said, in this battle, the purpose of the Siyuan Dynasty was to draw him out. Did you bugs think that in the future there will be no one except Meng Fan in the Heavenly Court? He must do everything by himself?
Meng Fan asked me to tell you three things. First, in the future, the three heavenly kings of six calamities will always be hidden behind the army of heaven. As long as your surprise army arrives, the three kings of six calamities will take action. Great Emperor, Xie Jingyi, Ruihuang.
Second, when your army leaves the frontline of the war, the master of Jingyu, Zhuge, will burn your camp and cross the frontline of the war with Gu Daozi, converge with loneliness and pride, destroy the seven void tunnels, and completely retreat from the frontline of the war. Cut off.
Third, Meng Fan will not leave the sky in the future for half a step.
This battle is just a test, but you have already lost. Meng Fan said that you are defeated in self-righteous arrogance. The Siyuan Dynasty is up and down. All the Kun people have a kind of arrogance derived from their bones. You just don’t want to admit it. , You are just bugs. "
The face of Kaiyi was trembling constantly.
The expression became more and more terrifying.
"However, there is one thing you can take comfort in." The Zhantian giant continued blankly: "Meng Fan said that he is the one who is playing against you."
After that, the battle giant stepped forward. "What Meng Fan asked me to do was very clear, killing you, and out of morality, Meng Fan asked me to let you know all this before killing you, so that you can understand."
"Kill me?" Jiayi smiled madly, with bloodshot eyes in his eyes. "Only you?"
The battle giant jumped up.
All the eyes of the **** king were on him.
He spanned hundreds of miles in an instant, like a **** descending from the sky, and his huge fist would change the entire envelope.
Brows cocked.
The thick voice is like rumble and thunder.
"Just rely on me!"
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In the hidden void.
Tens of millions of Kun tribe monks, tens of thousands of Kun tribe **** kings, and many six calamity **** kings all waited quietly.
In front of this army, the masked Jiao Ling waited beside Qing Lin without a word.
They are waiting.
Waiting for news from Meng Fan.
Jiuya, the Ninth Kings, and Gaiyi, as well as several void tunnels on the front lines of the war and the West, as well as a large number of scouts spread out since the beginning of the battle, among them are the conspirators of the king's head. News about Meng Fan will be reported immediately.
These tens of millions of monks are waiting for that moment.
When Meng Fan appeared, Mother Qinglin would immediately take action to punish Meng Fan, and these tens of millions of troops would directly enter the future heaven under the leadership of tens of thousands of Kunzu **** kings.
At that moment, it will come soon, not long ago.
Among the tens of millions of Kun ethnic monks.
A Kun nationality who had just stepped into the realm of the gods, suddenly looked in a trance.
A misty and distant voice rang in his mind.
The voice echoed all the time, and the little Kun ethnic cultivator's spirit began to tremble violently, standing unstable, and suddenly kneeling to the ground.
Beside him, a Kun ethnic monk said coldly: "Stand up."
Suddenly.
Not far away, there was another Kun ethnic monk who was also abnormal, covering his head with his hands, shaking desperately, and wailing loudly.
Such things happen constantly.
At first, only a few of the Kun ethnic monks were scattered.
But after that, more and more wailing and groaning voices spread, and even some violent vomiting of the Kun people appeared.
This sight immediately attracted the attention of many Kunzu **** kings. Immediately, a Kunzu **** king strode to the side of a knelt and wailing monk, grabbed it, and said: "You are here What are you doing!"
But suddenly, the Kunzu **** king's eyes widened, his ferocious appearance just disappeared, he changed into a frightened appearance, looking around, not knowing what he was looking at.
Such an anomaly finally attracted the attention of those Six Tribulations God Kings at the front of the army.
Jiao Ling also turned his head, looked at the army, and was about to ask a question, suddenly his expression also changed, and he looked at Mother Qinglin abruptly.
Qing Lin looked at Jiao Ling indifferently.
She was waiting for Jiao Ling to speak.
But at this moment, a faint voice appeared in Mother Qinglin's mind.
"You are bugs."
