Chapter 1487: Absolute suppression (1/2)
Howling wind rages, murderous sky.
The purple humanoid swords that stunned above the void were like hunter-reapers, shaking the heartstrings of everyone in the audience.
”Elder Night ...”
Looking at the stubble that was covered with blood, limbs and limbs were cut off, everyone in the Temple of War shivered.
”boom!”
It fell sharply from the sky, like a sandbag, and slammed heavily on the square's platform. Although it was not dead, it was terrible.
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”this is?”
Outside the city of Ares Palace.
The spectators of the major factions that were hiding in the dark were also shocked by the sight in front of them.
”Even the night figurine can't hold a face to face ...” Eight-armed emperor Wei Yan clenched his fists, his eyes full of horror.
”What kind of monster is this guy?”
If we say that the former Ge Ji, Chu Dong was killed by Chu Shen several times and still able to keep the last trace of calm in his heart, then the miserable defeat of the night figurines directly makes people have to estimate the repair of Chu Chen again.
As we all know, the night figurines are the great sage kings of all ranks.
It is only one step away from the ground level.
The ”dark night sphere” controlled by the other party was once regarded as a ”dead forbidden zone” by the outside world, and there was almost no way to live for the target he was staring at.
However, even such a powerful man who is at the peak of the Great Saint King's Realm is still chopped into the sky by Chu Hen.
It is really scary.
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”Did he already reach the level of the Great Holy King?” Hu Bing said in a deep voice.
”Impossible, this is absolutely impossible.” Wei Yan resolutely denied the other party's idea, his frown frowned, and said, ”I know that there has been a precedent in the world that has passed directly from the middle and late stages of the Holy King Realm to the Great Holy King Realm. , But the example of once crossing the Fan to the ground never appeared, even if he gained the inheritance of the great emperor. ”
”It's the power of” the realm ... ”At this time, Tang Mofan, an emperor who had never spoken since he came here, uttered a word.
what?
Several people in the Emperor's Hall looked at each other with shock.
Tang's extraordinary eyes were full of complexity.
Looking at the chaotic battlefield above the Ares Shrine, he solemnly said, ”Although they are also the Great King of Fanjie ... but the 'field power' he controlled is really too strong, and the 'field' of others In front of him, it is not a level at all, so it is so vulnerable ... ”
A word awakened the dreamer.
Maybe Chuchen's realm can only extend to the extent of the Fan order, but the strength of the strength in its realm can be called terror.
When other people's realms collided, they seemed fragile.
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”Are there any absolute suppression of realm power?” On the other side, the corners of the half-demon of the crescent saints of the crescent moon were narrowed into a line.
There was still a wonder on her eccentric face.
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”It seems that he was prepared.” On the side of Fengshuangcheng, Situ Han nodded secretly, arms around him, muttered to himself, ”How many cards do you have hidden? To you Say, is the Billboard just the beginning? ”
Behind Situ Hanye was Situ Ya, who had a pale face.
With one sword, the blood of the Great King of the Holy King splashed into the sky. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would not have believed that the rumors outside the world were true these days.
I thought the situation list was just the pinnacle of Chu marks.
But who would have thought that this was just the beginning.
The second brother Situ Xiao died after all.
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”Boom!”
The wind was rising and the wind was raging.
The fierce killing spirit continued to fall, and if many purple humanoid swords were overlaid with phantoms, they would condense into a sharp young figure.
Chu marks obliquely hold no phase Emperor Blade.
A ray of blood remained on the sword.
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One sword defeated the top Saint King's Night Figurines at the peak of Fanjie. The amazing performance of Chu Chen directly boosted the morale of Wu Zong.
Of course, there was no emotional change in Duan Cang's face on the palm of the God of War.
He still sat sideways on the stone chair, staring at the Chu mark above the void with a frivolous attitude.
”It's a very good 'domain'. It's the first time I've seen such a powerful field ...”
”How?” Chu Henjun brow lightly.
”Oh, it's just that you are alone, afraid that you can't pick the big picture ...”
As soon as Duan Cang's words came to an end, ”Booming ...” A few loud noises suddenly started from the outer city, and then the sound of shouting and killing came from all directions.
”kill!”
”Those who committed me war shrine, kill without pardon!”
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