Chapter 1677： 魔滔滔天 (1/2)

But no one answered him. The ancient demon just silently chanted the scriptures that no one could hear.

The ancestors of the Taiyin and the ancestors of the horns were all shocked, and their hearts were panicked. Han Menger shot an arrow and suddenly broke the corner of the ancestor of the horn beast.

However, after the broken corner fell, suddenly turned into a magical gas and flocked to the ancient demon.

Although Gu Qingcheng saw the opportunity, but did not have a sword to kill the ancestors of the Taiyin, let the ancestors of the Taiyin go, her eyes looked at the ancient demon like the devil in the air.

The war has basically stopped, and many of the aliens and aliens who attacked the shelters are horrified to escape from here, and their bodies are gradually breaking down into magic.

The strongest of the ancestor of the horned beast and the ancestor of Tai Xuan, this time just want to escape faster.

The ancient demon suddenly threw the rosary in his hand, and the rosary made up of the skull formed a ring shape in front of him, and it swiftly swung.

Endless magic gas poured into the ring, forming a black magic hole, the magic of the whole world, all rushing toward the magic hole, like a round of black magic sun.

The scriptures in the ancient devil mouth seem to have finally a voice, but the voice seems to be like nothing, as if it can be heard, but it seems to be inaudible.

It’s just the alien creatures and the aliens. I heard the voice of the chanting, but all of them painfully slammed their heads out of the air, screaming on the ground, and the body’s decomposition speed is getting faster and faster. The black qi is like a smoke flame, which usually floats out of them and flies toward the round of the magical sun, making the magical yang more terrifying.

Even the ancestors of the Taiyin, the powerful presence of the lord of the gods are no exception, one by one screaming on the ground, where there is still the majesty of the half-power.

Even the alien emperor, such as the ghost eagle, is equally painful and unbearable. The body is rapidly decomposing. What is even more terrifying is that even the stone of his soul, which is a million miles away, seems to be decomposing along with it.

”We have teamed up to kill the ancient demon, otherwise it will be a dead end today!” An ancestor screamed, forcing the pain and erupting the ancient demon who killed the air.

Many of the super-powerful people are also general minds, all of them are strong and the ninjas have almost the pain of tearing their bodies, and they all fought to kill the ancient demon.

However, the ancient demon did not move, but still only read the scriptures that seemed to have magical powers. The strongest ones from the ancestor level were slain, but they did not come to him at all, and the body had turned into a magical piece. Gushing out.

What is even more frightening is that when an ancestor is not easy to kill in front of the ancient demon, there is a terrible suction in the magical yang, which instantly pulls the ancestor into the magical yang.

Everyone is a big man, and it seems like a gimmick in the magical yang, swallowing the ancestors and revealing a sly smile.

An ancestor disappeared now, and even a little wave did not rise.

Now those strong people are not rushing, not rushing or not, one by one, the strong people who rushed past are swallowed by the magical sun, the painful ones that stop, the body is still decomposing into magic.

The whole world is enveloped by magical powers, and the magical yang and the ancient demon seem to have become the masters of the world, standing between the heavens and the earth like the gods.

Gu Qingcheng stared at the sword, and the overbearing sword light broke through the heavens and the earth, and turned to the round of the magic yang and the ancient demon.

The Jianguang was degraded, and the magical yang was turned into a black-and-white scorpion-like scorpion, and it was swallowed up by the incomparable Jianguang of Gu’s city.

Gu Qingcheng’s face changed slightly and he did not continue to shoot.

Han Menger shot an arrow, and the feather arrow shot at the eyebrow of the ancient demon, but the big girl was another one, and the arrow was swallowed up, and there was no wave of it.