Chapter 4387: Tough like this (1/2)

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The Divine Body of the Son of God is much stronger than the born spirit, and the flesh itself is a rare magic medicine.

Coupled with the Godhead's anti-sky origin, unless it hurts the roots, even the most serious injuries can be recovered in a blink of an eye.

At this moment.

The body of Thunder God Son exploded, but quickly lost his life fluctuations, just like a piece of decayed wood, was crushed by a tramp!

It also had a residual temperature, containing the blood of Lei Mang, splashing several gods nearby, letting them all retreat in a hurry, pumping air-conditioning.

Thunder God Son...

Fallen!

Xiao Ye's seemingly simple fist shocked, constantly smashing the thunder god's personality, and even the origin of the other party was destroyed!

Moreover, the speed of Xiao Ye's shot is too fast, so fast that they are too late to respond!

”I'm afraid this guy's strength is much stronger than it was before the two stacks. You guys, don't keep your hands anymore, you must stop him!”

At the moment, his head was full of thick white hair, and the mysterious **** of the air shouted loudly.

boom!

The voice fell, and a strange wave broke out in him.

This fluctuation comes from a long scroll.

This ancient scroll rose from the sky and spread out. Nine huge ancient characters were visible on it. It seemed to condense the creation of chaos, shining and immortal, reflecting towards Xiao Ye.

嗤嗤嗤!

At the moment, Xiao Ye was in a physique, feeling the powerful oppression, forming a majestic force, and drowning him.

This power is constantly impacting his body, and even the divine personality, so that his complete Dongmeng bones burst into a crackling sound.

”What a terrible artifact!”

Xiao Ye's eyes changed.

In front of the eyes, the **** of the sky god, after two precipitations of the Permian, is also much stronger.

But with the ability of the other party, such artifacts can never be refined.

It can be said that the power of this ancient scroll is beyond the scope of the present God Son.

this means.

This time the gods intercepted him, I am afraid there is still the meaning of innate gods!

boom!

Xiao Ye's black hair danced violently, his hands were raised, and he continued to shoot forward. Every blow had the power to shake the eternal sky, so that the nine huge ancient characters became trembling, trying to escape.

”Even the first-generation air god, the chaotic world scroll that I refined for me, can't trap him?”

Seeing this, the Divine Son of God, his heart beating.

”war!”

At the same time, there was constant roaring around.

The other eighty-six **** sons, struggling with Xiao Ye's shape, struggling to fight after besieging Xiao Ye.

They either promoted Taoist unification tricks, or sacrificed artifacts, and displayed their own Dao fruit to the fullest. All kinds of killing light became a piece of light, making the world and the world dim and eclipsing Xiao Ye.

So terrible that so many Chaos Gods have shot?

If it is in chaos, it can almost overturn a big ban, and now all concentrated on Xiao Ye, and achieved remarkable results.

Look carefully.

The shadow of Xiao Ye, shrouded in the light of slashing and looming, is looming.

He obviously also knew the critical moment, and he was going mad, purple all over his body, and struck left and right.

But first of all, he was limited to those nine ancient characters. He had been besieged by so many gods before he was out of trouble, and he was completely at a disadvantage.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the war continued, Xiao Ye was shocked and backed away, cracks in his body continued to emerge, and they were expanding rapidly.

His hands were shaken with flesh and blood, and blood flashed, and the whole person almost knelt to the ground.

”Haha!”

”Xiao Ye, really trapped him, you guys work harder, don't let him rush out!”

The **** of empty **** laughed.