"Hahaha."

The Thunder World Lord smiled.

Fang Xingyu waved his hand, and a giant flame knife condensed, melting the void at high temperature and burning the strata.

She sighed:

"The gods in the Divine Court are so kind. They obviously do not need faith to continue, and they also gave the low-level creatures under the sky a space for survival. I want to say that in the Great Wilderness, we should exterminate the despicable genocides of human beings and destroy the true spirits, only the gods and gods. Without these low-level creatures that can be born like Pig Luo, the evil gods of the stars would not be eyeing the faith and incense of this universe! There would be no god war! And there would be no subsequent series of shit-like things!"

Fang Xingyu is an absolute supreme racist of the gods. She has looked at the history of the universe and discovered that whether it is a war of gods or a war of civilizations, the root of all this is humans. Humans are actually more greedy than gods and more unjust than gods. They also like to use benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and trustworthiness, and are not noble in nature.

She had been in love with these words for a long time, and now the Dragon and Phoenix tribes are also under the banner of eliminating the tyranny of the gods, and they broke out at this moment.

The Thunder World Master narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he thought so, he generally would not make such a statement publicly. After all, the God Alliance still has to pretend and not be too naked.

Lu Chenzhou smiled lowly:

"The Fangjie Zun is not pretending? Although everyone already knows the true face of the God Alliance, I still don't mind spreading this projection."

The candle dragon order floats up.

He continued, "There is one thing you are right. Under the sky, you always speak with your fists."

Fang Xingyu came with a knife and chuckled: "Since I dare to say that, I don't care about these things anymore. Army Lord, let me taste your big gun!"

Buzz! She swung her sword and slashed, and the blade trembled and buzzed. The light of the sword turned into a Bifang divine bird that caused a high singing, and the flames melted the barriers into pieces.

"As you wish!"

Lu Chenzhou did not retreat but advanced, turning into lightning, leaping like an eagle under the sky. He raised his spear upwards, and the tiger-so spear stabbed into the abdomen of the divine bird and slashed it suddenly, breaking the divine bird into wisps of broken flames.

Fang Xingyu felt a chill behind her back, so she quickly turned her sword and shook her. After the metal and iron clashed, Lu Chenzhou's body was bounced away, and his gun was shaking like a pea dragon and snake.

"What a fast speed." Fang Xingyu's heart sterned, "This boy is indeed terrible after the eighth level. Although his realm is unstable, his aura is weaker than me."

Because Lu Chenzhou's qi and blood limit is very close to the eighth realm, Fang Xingyu mistakenly thought that Lu Chenzhou had already broken through eighth realm, but he never thought that he was still in the seventh realm.

After seeing Lu Chenzhou with his own eyes, she breathed a sigh of relief. If the other party really killed Achilles in the seventh realm, she would probably be unable to sleep all night, because once such a person is in the eighth realm, he can crush her!

Even side by side with the third step.

He jumped into the top of the pyramid.

Mi, Mi, Mi!

In Yin Jiujiao's eyes, Lu Chenzhou's figure had completely disappeared, leaving only a ray of lightning, freely traveling between the world. Only when he collided with Fang Xingyu, would he briefly reveal his figure.

"His speed is not inferior to that of the Liefeng Realm Master. He is completely under the influence of Fang Xingyu. His aura is much stronger than me. He must be at the Eighth Realm. How could this happen? When I was at the limit of my seventh realm, he was only in the early stage of the seventh realm.

In the short 20 or 30 years, he surpassed me earlier in the eighth realm. Didn’t it mean that martial arts is a way to consume potential?”

He heard the comments of the predecessors of the gods and the top powerhouses in the Three Thousand Realms. He said that martial arts are slower and slower as they go, and in the end there is no difference between them and Qi Refiners. Moreover, because their life span is short, they do not have an advantage in enlightenment.

On Lu Chenzhou,

He couldn't see it at all.

He even felt that Lu Chenzhou's advancement was getting faster and faster. According to the information currently inquired, if we consider the difficulty of breaking the realm in each realm, and comprehensively calculate, Lu Chenzhou's slowest rise was actually the period from mortals to extraordinary people.

As a god.

They are born extraordinary.

"Now, I am afraid I can't walk ten moves in Lu Chenzhou's hands." Yin Jiujiao sighed.

The Thunder Realm Master has not taken action for the time being.

He observed the battle between Lu Chenzhou and Fang Xingyu, and was secretly shocked: "This boy's momentum is very strange. He feels close to the eighth realm, but what's the difference? Could it be that he is still only in the seventh realm now?"

If so, that's too scary.

The body of the seventh realm, the eighth realm, is still an old-fashioned powerful man like Achilles who possesses treasures.

This matter has not been recorded in history books.

In fact, in the past ten thousand years, no one has been able to defeat the eight realms with his own abilities without using the help of treasures or treasures that transcend the current realm.

Lu Chenzhou is the first case.

Time passes.

After the completion of "Sky Dun Chapter", Lu Chenzhou's speed was too fast. The Red Feather Gods were good at killing and their speed was average. Fang Xingyu's weapon was still a super-heavy sword forged by the wreckage of the stars.

Therefore, style is to break all things with one force.

The speed is average.

Her sword technique was too slow for Lu Chenzhou, and she could always avoid or block it, and she came from all directions with a storm-like attack with a big gun.

It makes Fang Xingyu unable to defend himself.

Soon, it fell below.

The Thunder Realm Master could not sit still. While Lu Chenzhou was entangled by Fang Xingyu, he turned into thunder, and thousands of thunder flowed through the emptiness. He instantly appeared behind Lu Chenzhou, condensing a thunder god phantom shaped like a jellyfish and had hundreds of purple translucent arms.

"Thunder Method Ming!" The phantom of Thunder God held the sword with hundreds of arms, and the sword light suddenly shot out like purple silk thread.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Most of the purple silk threads were blocked by Xuantian Shield, and the remaining part of them were inserted into Lu Chenzhou's joints and even his brain like chains after breaking the shield.

"die!"

The phantom of Thunder God condensed countless thunder powers and directly invaded Lu Chenzhou's body through purple silk threads. The power of billions of cauldrons exploded instantly.

Rumble! Thunder hangs all over the sky, Lu Chenzhou's body spreads like a shattered scattered, flying towards all directions.

Yin Jiujiao shouted, "Two, Lu Chenzhou has an immortal body, and has no weaknesses in his body. He wants to wipe out all flesh and blood and soul!"

"I am prepared for it." Fang Xingyu's aura burst out, his heart was violently aroused, and Bi Fang's blood in his body burned, turning into 36,000 mini Bi Fang drilled out of his pores, and the power of fire flowed came.

Bi Fang instantly soared to a thousand-foot wingspan. They flew all over the sky, and their gorgeous red feathers fell, covering a radius of thousands of miles, forming a meteor fire rain. Each end of Bi Fang rushed towards a piece of minced meat and exploded.

"Forbidden law: The God of Vulcan dances together."

Boom boom boom boom!

Within a radius of thousands of miles, fireworks were blooming, the Xuantian Realm was trembling, and endless fire magma was pulled out, surrounding Fang Xingyu.

"call...-"

Fang Xingyu was panting like a cow, with a pale and thin complexion, and the originally plump snow peaks were a little dry.

"You actually understood this move."

Yin Jiujiao breathed a sigh of relief.

The fire god dances together, which is not comparable to ordinary supernatural powers, is the ability used by the god Bifang.

Great powers are not as good as those.

It is the law of the true god.

Only the Bible Lord can understand it.

Once this method is used, it will consume a lot of divine blood, and it will take at least a hundred years of cultivation to recover, so it is a forbidden method of the gods.

If you use it three times in a row, you will die. No one in the world will not use it unless it is a life-and-death crisis.

The power of the Thunder Realm Master's mind disperses.

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"It is enough to die from the forbidden law of our gods. Lu Chenzhou is enough to smile. I have stepped into the Realm Master for thousands of years and used the prohibition law only three times. The courage of the Realm Master is very comparable to that of the people."

Fang Xingyu said: "The lion also needs all his strength to fight against the rabbit. If we join forces, if we still can't kill Lu Chenzhou,

What face does the gods have?"

Fang Bifan said, "Aunt, be careful, Lu Chenzhou is not an ordinary person, he may not be dead."

"There is no breath, and the physical body and soul are all destroyed under the forbidden method and the soul of the time. He should have died. He has a clone in the Tianxia civilization, but it is only the seventh realm combat power, so it is not worth fearing."

Fang Xingyu said lightly.

She continued:

"The forbidden method will reduce my bloodline potential and destroy my future. I pay such a great price. If I can't kill Lu Chenzhou, then I would rather die."

Fang Xingyu turned around and left.

Just as the knife was closed, a blood mist figure was condensed like a ghost in the lightning.

"Then I will fulfill you." A big gun poked out from nothingness, and a powerful aura of the old eighth realm emerged. Then a gorgeous light lit up in the sky. Cang! With the roar of the spear, Fang Xingyu's close-fitting seventh-level top-grade armored in his body was shattered, and his divine power was shattered, and his white body as white as jade flashed through blood lines. Then the ketone body cracked like porcelain and turned into a blazing flame.

"You are not dead? How is that possible?" Fang Xingyu's face appeared in the flames. Suddenly, she thought of something and looked at her big knife, but saw a trace of unseen blood stains on the blade, which was now quickly dissipating.

"Rebirth of blood--Immortal Body?"

The face of Fire changed drastically for the first time.

Everyone thought Lu Chenzhou was an immortal body, but they didn't know that this guy was immortal!
To be continued...