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Chapter five hundred and thirteenth a whale falls(2/2)

Ye Fan's eyes were bright, and he saw clearly the surviving black shadows, covered with pitch-black bone spurs, and wearing hideous armor. He was obviously a person who could fight well. He didn't know how many ancient lands he invaded and killed many creatures.

"There are many dark giants, and there are eight."

He said concisely and expressed the number of enemy's top combat power.

When everyone heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the strongest person was just a giant. If it was a quasi-immortal emperor, then no one in this world could resist it, and even if there was a spear of the Emperor Killing the Emperor, it would not work.

"There are more Immortal Kings, hundreds of them."

Wuchu supplemented, his eyes were filled with worries, and the power of both sides was not proportional. It was difficult for them to give birth to an immortal king. They needed to grow into a true immortal, and then head to the real cave of creation, enter it, and dream back to the eternal age.

Doing this may not necessarily lead to becoming a king. It depends on whether the true immortal can have that kind of opportunity.

However, the dark creatures are not like this. Their number is endless, and the hell path is behind them. The only thing limiting them is the sword abyss cut out by Emperor Huangtian. No one knows whether there will be another next time after the five groups of black light transport this batch of creatures, what will be the next time?

The situation is really serious, everyone is solemnly ready and is ready to work hard.

No matter what kind of opponents they have to face later, they cannot be afraid.

"The most cruel era has arrived. Heroes have emerged in troubled times, and they have created an invincible body through endless hardships." Ye Fan shouted, raising the imperial spear in his hand to mobilize the atmosphere of the war.

The other immortal kings were all in a hurry, with high fighting spirit, and their qi and blood were like real dragons, running through the sky.

"boom!"

Ye Fan took action, controlled the Emperor Killing Spear and stabbed forward. The bloody sun rose and a terrible vision emerged. It was a history of blood and tears in one era after another, all of which fell under this fierce spear.

The aura of the quasi-immortal emperor shocked the sky, affected ancient and modern times, and made the long river of time unstable.

The giant helldao opposite was chilling all over and his soul was about to freeze.

Fortunately, the quasi-prison ancestor of Hell had already prepared and tried his best to transport a quasi-prison ancestor weapon. It was the quasi-prison ancestor weapon that triggered the backlash of the sword light, causing at least half of the dark creatures to die tragically.

Now, its role is played out.

"boom!"

A dark ancient tower took off, controlled by a dark giant, and fought against Ye Fan, who was holding the Emperor Killing Spear, and burst out with the power of the quasi-immortal emperor.

The other dark giants and the Prison King rushed to the dam fortress and wanted to destroy it.

"when!"

The sound of the bells in the beginning ripples, rippling across the three thousand great worlds, and many dark prison kings were imprisoned, where they coughed up blood.

"Interesting, you are mine." A terrible dark giant was happy when he saw the hunting, and rushed towards Wuzhong with a bone scissor.

However, Wushi was very strong and included another giant, so he wanted to fight two.

The same is true for cruel people. The snow-white dress flutters, the charm of the flying fairy is covered with palms, and the light is falling, fighting against the two giants.

The giant Jiuyue and the giant in the Immortal Realm found their opponents separately and fought desperately.

A war broke out on the sand, shaking the sky and the ground, blood was everywhere, broken limbs and broken arms were flying everywhere, and the kings fought in chaos, and the tragic tragedy was extremely fierce.

Slowly, the mist floating on the sand changed color and the smell of blood surged into the sky.

ps:100 order...
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