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"Lowly mortal."
"Do not look directly at God!"
Another roar.
The golden armored godman stretched out his hand and grasped it, as if holding the sun and the moon, swaying endless light and heat.
Blast and kill Young Master Wushuang.
Young Master Wu Shuang's pupils shrank slightly, he suddenly drew his sword, and the sword picked at the sun and the moon.
Boom boom boom!
Horror sounds, the war broke out.
At this time, the notification sound in the tower was long overdue.
"Weak and small gods of the lineage of gods and gods."
"You fucking call this a weak god?!"
Master Wushuang snorted, and retreated for the first time after breaking into the Immortal Tower.
The long sword in his hand buzzed, and the hand holding the sword trembled a little.
In front of him is the golden-armored deity who is called by the Immortal Tower as a weak deity of the lineage of gods and gods.
It's simply terrifyingly strong.
"Lowly mortal!"
"Do not disobey God!"
Another roar.
After the Jinjia Shenren hit, he shot again.
The mountains and rivers are condensed in his hands, just like the gods waving Mount Tai.
A palm fell, and Mount Tai crushed the top.
"I'm really convinced by this old sixth!"
Young Master Wu Shuang retreated decisively, and was not stupid enough to confront the Jinjia Shenren directly.
The Jinjia Shenren in front of him looks like a human being.
In other aspects, there is absolutely nothing that can get along with people.
The mountains and rivers condensed in his hands.
At first it was illusory like a bubble.
But Ning shook hands, waved and pressed.
It is clearly the real Mount Tai, and it is more than tens of millions of tons of weight.
The legendary Fan Tianyin is probably nothing more than that.
Master Wushuang dared not take it hard.
With a thought, the body and the sword merged into one, instantly turning into a white, golden sword light.
Spin, leap, shuttle.
The sword light travels through the void.
The golden-armored god-man spoke arrogantly without dodging or evading.
"Lowly mortal."
"No..."
"I can't do it!"
"Open your mouth!"
"Grandpa is coming in!"
As soon as the coquettish words came out, the combat power doubled.
The sword turns at will.
Master Wushuang's body and sword merged into one, turning into a peerless sword light, and instantly pierced along the open mouth of the golden armored god.
One sword, seal the throat!
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"Lowly mortal!"
The golden armored god roared.
Baizhang's body shook instantly, and he covered his mouth with his hands.
Trying to unite the body and the sword, the Wushuang who got into the body was pulled out.
"You humble mother."
"Your family is humble."
"Bai Chang is such a big man."
"Didn't your mother teach you what manners are?"
Inside the body of the golden-armored god-man, the sword of the Wushuang son and man merged into one, like a maggot on a tarsal bone.
In an instant, it penetrated into the internal organs of the golden armored god.
"The mouth is so stinky."
"I poke your heart."
"Prick your lungs."
"Chop your guts."
"Crap your waist."
"Hey, where's the kidney?"
"You are a weak god of the lineage of gods and gods."
"Surprisingly, kidney deficiency?!"
Master Wushuang's body and sword are united, aggression is like fire, and he swings his sword through the body of the golden armored god.
It's like Sun Monkey got into the belly of Princess Iron Fan.
I can do whatever I want!
"Lowly mortal."
"How dare you blaspheme God!"
"I curse you, curse you!"
The golden-armored god-man roared, and Baizhang's body fell to his knees like pushing a gold brick or a jade pillar.
Painful and angry, pounding the ground with both hands, impotent and furious.
Master Wushuang ignored the roaring curse of the golden armored god man.
Like a small whirlwind, it chopped off the intestines and heart in the body of the Jinjia Shenren.
After wreaking havoc, it was discovered that Jinjia Shenren seemed to be in pain, but in fact he was still alive and well.
Apparently not really hit hard.
This made Master Wu Shuang frown.
"Can not be done."
"Is it really worthy of being a weak god of the lineage of the gods and gods?"
"This kind of injury is completely scraping."
"It doesn't bleed at all."
"This is forcing me to come up with a trick!"
Master Wushuang noticed that the Jinjia Shenren had rough skin and thick flesh.
Even the weak internal organs of the body.
But in fact, it is no longer a critical point.
It looks like it is still a body of flesh and blood, but in fact it has already been completely transformed into a body of energy.
No matter how much he slashed with his sword, he couldn't do actual damage at all.
Realizing this, Master Wushuang hesitated for a moment.
In the next second, make a decisive move.
The dragon roared.
The Nine Concealed True Fire erupted violently.
In an instant, the Jinjia Shenren instantly ignited a raging fire.
"Lowly mortal!"
"Do not harm God!"
The golden-armored god-man roared in fright, his whole body was on fire, and he couldn't care about anything else.
His hands were as cold as Mount Tai, and he slapped his whole body frantically.
One palm after another.
Every palm that falls has the majesty of Mount Tai overwhelming.
It was as if he wanted to smash his own bones and dig out his chest.
In the raging flames, he found the ants-like young master Wushuang.
Then crush it to death.
But Young Master Wushuang leaps and jumps, hiding in the light of the sword and the light of the fire.
The Nine Concealed True Fire turned into nine fire dragons, following his will, they kept wandering in the body of the Golden Armored God.
Set off a terrible flame, scorching heat.
Like nine little suns rising in the internal organs of the Jinjia Shenren.
The real fire is raging in the big day, and the fire in Nanming is violent.
The prestige of the innate divine fire erupted completely.
But in an instant.
Flapping his whole body frantically, the golden armored Kamito who was trying to extinguish the flames gradually lost his strength.
Half kneeling on the ground, the body began to become nothingness.
Strengthened to the fourth rank of the Nine Concealed Real Fire Refining God Body.
Even the Protoss couldn't resist the terrifying power.
at last.
I don't know how long has passed.
The golden-armored god-man completely dissipated into a shadow of light.
And the originally white-clothed and red-haired young master Wushuang also became pale, as if unreal.
Only a thin layer remained, like a weird paper man.
"Made."
"Excessive force."
"The old man's support is almost exhausted."