Chapter 1003 execution
On the edge of the world, millions of Fuxi gods stand on the shore and stare at this scene.
Zhong Yue Like an untiring giant, he raised his sword again and again. After a while, he finally slammed his head for the second time!
He used the martyrdom to make all the avenues in the world. As long as there is reason to follow, there are totems with considerable carvings, so you can kneel down!
The body of Feng Zhen's ancestors was sealed by the Emperor Fuxi, and the Primordial Spirit was suppressed. Even so, his body is extremely powerful. Every time he first Heavenly Deity, he blasted Zhong Yue's arm and flesh. burst!
However, even the body of the emperor can not stop the ramp!
The knife in his hand is the first Heavenly Deity knife of the Imperial Emperor class!
Zhong Yue is more and more skilled. Every time he cuts the knife, he cuts off the winds of the avenue carvings, cuts into his flesh and blood, cuts off his muscles and smashes the fascia between his bones and bones.
His knives are getting sharper and sharper. They are deeper than once, and the number of knives required to cut off the head of Feng Zhen's ancestors is getting less and less.
After a few hours, he cut off hundreds of heads of Feng Zhen's ancestors, one long and one cut, seemingly indifferent, without any mercy.
He has only one purpose, that is, hacking the ancestors, hacking the traitors of this Fuxi God race in the face of all Fuxi gods in this world!
The flesh on the face of the eyebrows is constantly shaking. Although it is an emperor, the undead body cannot be used indefinitely. If the head is cut more times, the undead body may fail.
Of course, the undead body of the imperial class is extremely powerful. If you let Zhong Yue cut it down, you need to cut it for hundreds of years to be able to smash the wind.
It’s just that the situation is different now, and the wind is suppressed.
There is a monster-like emperor on his body who rides him, suppressing his body and the Primordial Spirit. Zhong Yue cuts his head, and even cuts off the head of the Primordial Spirit!
Primordial Spirit can also be built into an undead body. The wind vibration does indeed do this, but the Primordial Spirit does not need to consume more energy. If Zhong Yue is cut down, I am afraid that it will take two years to get the ancestors Live hacked!
Moreover, the more dangerous thing, the body below the head of the wind is in the heavy seal, the seal is killing his power, and the speed is even faster than the Zhong Yue behead!
In other words, Zhong Yue hacked the ancestors of this ancient emperor, the time required is many times faster than imagined!
Not only that, but Fu Mei’s ancestors can still see that Zhong Yue’s knife is better than the last time, the power is stronger, the knife is brighter and the strength is better.
He is advancing at a rapid pace, and the head of an emperor is a test for every time he takes out, so he is making rapid progress and perfecting his own magical skills.
This terrible progress allows him to kill the imposing Primordial Spirit and the flesh in a shorter time!
Continue, the wind will die!
"Non-family friends, why?"A family of Fuxi God race asked loudly.
Zhong Yue turned a deaf ear and continued to slash his knife. He cut off the head of Feng Zhen's ancestors. The wind swelled at the neck of his ancestors, and he grew a head. Then he was a knife.
"This is an execution!"
A Fuxi man shouted: "Execution in public!"
There is silence in the land of the world, in the face of Fuxi in these places of the world, law enforcement execution, killing the ancestors, what a daring bag, The Heavens, how arrogant and rude?
This is simply treating them as nothing!
However, Zhong Yue did just that, and cut off the head of Feng Zhen's ancestors again and again in front of them. Without the slightest soft hand, it was a stone heart.
"Niuji little friends, how can you bear it?"
A woman shed tears and said: "He is just an old man -"
A Fuxi man shouted: "Is it a shame, bullying the old man?" Can you dare to come and fight with me for three hundred rounds? ”
Zhong Yue didn't change his face, turned a deaf ear, and squatted again and again, the martyr was getting more and more perfect. He had to cut 10,000 knives before he could cut down the head of Feng Zhen's ancestors. Now he only needs a thousand knives!
"Fumei ancestor, save the wind and revive the ancestors!"The Fuxi gods on the shore squatted and cried.
The flesh on the face of Fu Mei's ancestors was shaking in the slings, looking at the terrible shadow hidden in the seal, and suddenly sighed: "All the old people will attack with me, they can host the existence and rescue the wind!" Who is joining me with me? ”
On the shore, millions of Fuxi gods face each other, suddenly someone quietly retreats, and then more and more people are retiring, leaving only a few of the few old people standing there.
The old people hesitated and went back. Only Fu Mei’s ancestors were still standing in the treasure ship.
"you guys!"
Fu Mei’s ancestors were furious and yelled: “Why is there no blood? Take the courage to come and fight with him, big deal to die here! ”
Those Fuxi gods are moving back faster.
Fu Mei's old ancestors laughed and suddenly saw the wind opened, his eyes lit up, and his voice sang: "The patriarch, the foreign enemy is currently, take the wind and revive the ancestors to be the first demonstrations. As a patriarch, you should be a model, take the lead! ”
Feng Ji opened his head and drank alcohol. He was interested in Xiaosuo and shook his head. "When did you regard me as a patriarch? Oh, I am just a jealousy who is imprisoned by you. Want to think of me now? ”
He sneered: "I have never left the world, I have never fought, can I match such a terrible existence?" Old ancestor, you are the real patriarch, why not take the lead once? If you take the initiative, I think we still dare to fight with you and come together. ”
Fu Mei's ancestors frowned and wanted to rush forward, but they were worried that they would not follow up after the rushing up. Others Fuxi Gods did not follow.
If that's the case, isn't it dangerous?
At that time, maybe you are begged to beheaded, you have to add one more yourself!
In order to save the wind and shake this old thing, isn’t it worth the risk of yourself?
Unknown, it is frightening. The monster hidden in the seal has never revealed his face. This is the most horrible. He doesn't know how strong the monster's strength is and how much higher than himself.
"The wind is getting old, and I haven’t lived for many years. Why bother to take my life for an old, dying thing?"
Fu Mei's ancestors thought of this, and suddenly some peace of mind: "This monster does not dare to kill the seal. If he kills the seal, Feng Jikai, Fu Baorui will have to fight for his own life, plus me, he will squat Can't live…Since you can protect yourself, there is no need to take risks! ”
Zhong Yue is like a executioner, still execution, still beheading.
Below, the head of Feng Zhen's ancestors has piled up like a mountain. In the past few months, he has cut off tens of thousands of heads, and his heads have been cut down, rolled down, and piled up together.
His knife is faster, the martyrdom is more perfect, and the power is stronger. He only needs twenty knives to cut down the head of the ancestors.
Although the undead body of the wind revival ancestors is not as good as it used to be, the more is that his knives and magical powers are advancing rapidly, and it is easier to cut his head!
The most important thing is that when he cuts the head of the emperor, he has a kind of enlightenment, a deeper understanding of the avenue, and a rapid progress. The barriers of the True Deity realm become thinner and thinner. Paper, one step can be more.
Finally, he fell down with a knife, and the blood of his ancestors began to have blood flowing out of his neck.
This is a sign that the undead body of Feng Zhen's ancestors is about to collapse!
Zhong Yue had cut his countless heads and never had any blood. Now there is blood flowing out, which is a huge improvement, indicating that his Primordial Spirit is not dead and the body is not broken!
Zhong Yue continued to slash the knife, slashing the knife again and again, and several knives fell, and the big head fell to the ground.
The new head of Feng Zhen's ancestors grew up and grew slowly. Zhong Yue waited for this head to grow up, and once again slashed his knife, less than ten knives, and the head of Feng Zhen's ancestors was cut down.
This time, the ancestors' heads grew more slowly, and the old-fashioned ancestors showed their unbearable color. His old friend was finally dead, and he was going to die in the hands of this little Heavenly Deity.
The existence of the glory of the past, at this moment was in the face of the younger generation, the execution of the beheading, and now he has been exhausted.
"Array!"
Fu Mei’s ancestors shouted loudly, and the millions of Fuxi gods in the rear formed a large array and waited for it.
The knife is falling, the head of the wind igniting the old ancestors rolls down, the blood of the emperor rushes out, and the blood flow is poured down like a big waterfall!
This knife fell, Zhong Yue body shock, only to feel that his own eight perfect, realm barriers easily Breakthrough, True Deity has become!
Emperor died, and True Deity achieved.
The head of the ancestors of the wind, let him achieve True Deity!
Zhong Yue lowered his eyebrows and closed his knife.
"The sentence is completed. The thief has been awarded the first. ”He was like a executioner, his voice rumbling and he announced the end of his execution.
After a long time, the blood of the ancestors of the wind swelled, the ancient Primordial Spirit began to drain, overflowing, the avenue began to wither, the body was stirred up by the seal and began to rot.
Zhong Yue lifted his foot and kicked it on the neck of the headless body, kicking the body into a heavy seal, and the body of the ancestors and the Primordial Spirit were smashed.
Lu Dunyu recorded this scene in the normal mirror and witnessed the process of Zhong Yue hacking an emperor with countless knives.
The long ship fluttered, turned, and entered the heavy seal.
Fu Mei's ancestors snorted and voiced: "You are not filial." Junior, who are you? Who is the one behind you? Can you dare to leave a name? ”
Long boat, Zhong Yue turned back, Yan Yan smiled: "In the next Heaven, The Heavens Palace, the Heavens Imperial Emperor seat under the easy wind, the first to the The Heavens Palace Zuojun Wang, known as Yi Junwang, Yi. I have seen Fu Mei’s ancestors. ”
"Easy wind? Yi Jun Wang? Mr. Yi? ”
Fu Mei's ancestors jumped and jumped and nodded: "I remember you, and remember The Heavens Imperial Emperor." Today’s humiliation, return to the day. ”
Zhong Yue smiled and waved the first Heavenly Deity knife. The backhand was inserted into the light wheel behind the brain. He said: "You don't have to come to me, I will come to you, you wash your neck, the next time you kill. You, I don't need so many knives."
———— Congratulations to Shuai than Yuqing’s family will have a new addition! The house pig hugs the fist!