Chapter 562 (1/2)

The manor was covered by the magic cloud again. The array trapped in Zhang Ziling was disappeared. Miyamoto Zhixiong, sitting in the air, fell to the ground with the wind demon cangchuan.

Miyamoto Zhixiong spits blood, and the wind devil cangchuan is still unconscious.

A group of gods knelt around Zhang Ziling, and the fragmentation of the array gave them freedom, but they could not see any hope to escape now.

Not only was it the force that was inexplicably pressed on their shoulders, but also the terror momentum of Zhang Ziling, which made them feel uneasy even breathing and their body trembled.

The manor was very quiet, and scattered bodies were everywhere. The powerful men in the red robes were retreating carefully in the distance, but they dared not turn and run.

Zhang Ziling has shown more strength than he expected, too strong! Even if the strong man in red robe is so far away from Zhang Ziling, he dare not escape immediately. He is afraid that his actions will attract the attention of Zhang Ziling!

Now, the situation is in a one-sided state. They have no success at all.

”Yes, evil!” Miyamoto Zhixiong covers his chest, stares at Zhang Ziling's body shape, and clenches the toothpass. The Twelve Gods have no resistance in front of Zhang Ziling. The array constructed by himself and the strength of Fengmo cangchuan is shattered without any support from Zhang Ziling.

With the array broken together, there is also Miyazaki that heart.

Miyamoto Zhixiong has been completely desperate. The fragmentation of the array means that he has lost control over the gods, and this means that whether Zhang Ziling kills the gods, he will die

Killed by Zhang Ziling, or by his own God.

Although Miyamoto Zhixiong calls the twelve as Shishen, Miyamoto Zhixiong has always known what it is, so-called Shishen It's just a tall name that Miyamoto took out. That twelve gods Just the puppet of incomplete people refined by Miyamoto Zhixiong!

Looking at the gods kneeling in front of themselves, Zhang Ziling's mouth hook, step to Miyamoto Zhixiong to go.

All the Twelve Gods knelt on the ground dead and dead, without struggle, or Dare not struggle.

When they reach this level, they also understand how far the gap between a realm is. Only from Zhang Ziling body of the momentum, Twelve Gods have a worship impulse!

In everyone's face, they are covered with a layer of gray, despair spread among the people.

Looking at Zhang Ziling walking towards himself, Miyamoto Zhixiong's face appeared a frightened look, regardless of the wind devil cangchuan, he kept going back.

”Don't come here!”

Zhang Ziling looked at the frightened appearance of Miyamoto, and a joke appeared in his eyes, and gently raised his hand.

Sneer!

From the underground directly rushed out a black chain, through the hands of Miyamoto Zhixiong pressing on the ground.

”Ah!!!”

The intense pain made Miyamoto howl.

”Can't that be tolerated?” Looking at the howling appearance of Miyamoto, Zhang Ziling's pace did not slow down at all. Another chain was stabbed from the sky and penetrated the other hand of Miyamoto Zhixiong.

Blood will have been the ground that was broken and the ground dyed red.

In the distance, the strong red robe looked at Miyazaki, who was pierced by two chains, and felt a cool feeling at the back of his back ridge. The fear color in Zhang Ziling's eyes became more and more intense.

Listen to the scream of Miyamoto Zhixiong, Zhang Ziling mouth corner has always been with a light smile, a slightly raised hand, two black chains will be hung in the air.