Chapter 4217 (1/2)
On the side of the primitive gods and spirits, the attack of the strong on the side of the heavenly palace was completely suppressed.
As several emperors wiped out the primitive gods and spirits, the war situation was even more one-sided.
The war continues, but the number of the original gods and spirits is decreasing.
Every few minutes, a primitive spirit is wiped out.
Soon, the number of primitive gods and spirits decreased from more than 30 to about 20.
”It's over
”We can't resist it. We're going to lose!”
”Are there any cards left in the primitive Shenhu lake?”
”I remember that the primitive Lake gave birth to 72 primitive gods.”
In the four cities, the hearts of all people are extremely heavy.
Some people, even some despair.
Some people, however, hope that the original God lake, there are cards.
According to legend, 72 primitive gods were bred in the lake of primitive gods. So, will there be 72 primitive spirits?
Now there are only thirty more. Will there be more than thirty?
Many people look forward to it.
Unfortunately, they are doomed to be disappointed.
There was no movement, no new primitive spirits, no more cards.
Seeing the primitive gods and spirits being wiped out one by one, many people showed a look of despair.
Is it true that today, the primitive God lake will be destroyed.
Boom!
At this time, the void broke into pieces, and a huge figure emerged through the void, and a fist blew at a God in the heavenly palace.
The God was caught off guard and was directly hit, and his body exploded in two.
The two bodies flew out and reunited, but their faces were extremely pale and their breath was extremely depressed, and they were badly hurt.
”Hong, you want to die!”
Yale God roared and cut it with one sword.
It's true that this huge figure suddenly appears is the original God ”Hong”.
Boom!
Yale emperor and ”Hong” have the right move.
When the two of them had a fight, the void flashed, and a terrible force burst out, like a sharp sword, towards the primitive God ”Hong”.
This power is too strong, too fast and too cruel.
”Hong” just had a fight with Yale, and couldn't avoid it.
Poof!
The blood splashed all over the place. ”Hong”'s abdomen was pierced by this force. Hong's huge body retreated backward. His body, which was bigger than the stars, burst out a big hole, and the blood flowed through it.
Not far away, a figure stepped out, golden hair flying, it is the great dream emperor.
”Your opponent is me!”
The heavenly king of the big dream spoke coldly, and the power of the big dream diffused out.
But a lion roar came out and resisted the power of the dream.
The primitive God ”Lion” appeared and killed Xiang Dayong.
At the same time, ”Hong” roared and launched a counterattack.
The two powerful primitive gods, together with the great dream emperor, broke through the void, fought to the dark void, and left here.
”Today, no one can save you!”
Yale's ruler spoke with indifference.
”Ah, that's...”
”no, enemy attack!”
As soon as Yale's voice fell, many people exclaimed.