But he saw the lightning that tore the universe apart from the ruins. He cursed inwardly and turned back.

He pulled the magic bow and burned half of the force condensed a wind arrow about a thousand miles long.

"Fight to the death."

The peak power of the seven realms swept across the world, monks from the snow-capped mountains to the west and fishermen from the sea to the east. All creatures from this lower world raised their heads.

"Then——What is that?"

"Is that God?"

"I feel better than Master Sakya!"

"More than that, I have seen Grandmaster Dameng, and this person's aura is stronger than Grandmaster Dameng."

Daxue Mountain.

The Sakya Patriarch felt the terrifying aura and flew out quickly, looking at the majestic figure in the sky.

"What a powerful aura, I feel that even a hundred me is not as small as him. Even the true Buddha I have seen is not as good as him. I don't know what this man holding the bow has come to our world?"

The Sakya Patriarch understood.

If this god wants to destroy the world with one arrow, the sky falls and the earth falls and all things sink!

The Master of Xuanbing Pavilion was also trembling.

"According to rumors, only the powerful people in the eighth level can break the void and descend to other worlds at will. This man holding the bow,

I'm afraid that this is the top powerhouse of the Eight Realm, how could a strong man from the top of the universe come to the Qianhai World, a place where birds don't shit?

Even if the whole world is destroyed, the resources he gets are not enough to get between his teeth, and it is a waste of time."

Whoosh!

The thousands of miles long arrows tear apart the void, revealing the ruins behind him and the figure in the white robe. He just raised his hand gently, and tens of thousands of shields attached to his body like scales, transforming into a huge dragon claw with lightly grasping the arrow.

boom!

The arrow exploded, and the endless fierce wind blew the shield and surrounded the figure of the white robe. In the end, the shield was completely broken, and the remaining wind was blocked by all the purple leather armor that appeared around the figure of the white robe.

"Thunder Wanliu's Purple Thunder Armor-"

Yin Jiujiao is desperate.

The gap was too big. He tried his best to break the opponent's magical defense, but the opponent still had eighth-level spiritual soldiers and immortal bodies.

One hundred him can't kill Lu Chenzhou.

This is the natural barrier between the seventh and eighth realms!

Yin Jiujiao put his hands together, burned the blood of the wind god in his body, and turned into a 15-winged giant object that looked like a bird or a fish.

The fourteenth wings of the Liefeng God clan are seventh realm, and the sixteenth wings are eighth realm. He is only one wing away from his fifteenth wings, and he can be promoted to the realm master.

By then, even if you can't beat Lu Chenzhou, you can still save your life and escape.

"Lu Chenzhou, if you dare to kill me, I will inspire the power of the world in one thought, and let the 60 million human races in this world be buried with me!"

Buzz!

At some point, eight huge wind tunnels with diameters several thousand miles appeared above the sky in the vast sea realm.

The wind tunnel is extremely unstable and may explode at any time. At that time, a blow that can match the eight realms will be released without reservation and annihilate the world.

From the Sakya ancestors to the peddlers and pawns, they were all shocked by this unforgiving disaster.

They also knew that their safety was just a matter of thought between two great men above the zenith.

"Why does God destroy us?"

"This is not a god, this is a demon!"

People are mourning.

"I am the god! Before the stars came, our ancestors dominated the heaven and earth. Why are God dead? You ants still alive?"

Yin Jiujiao's eyes were blood-red and cold, and his terrifying majesty scared many mortals to death. If he hadn't had a trace of rationality, he would have used these people to threaten Lu Chenzhou, and his divine power could kill half of them.

Lu Chenzhou's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

He still underestimated the evils of the gods.

His body dissipated and he took action decisively.

"Okay, even if you die, you will be buried with me." Yin Jiujiao thought, all the wind tunnels detonated at the same time.

But a brilliant golden light was seen passing through the world, constantly swallowing the explosion of wind tunnels. In less than a tenth of the breath, he came to him, revealing the boundless golden wings filled with wind and thunder.

The figure of a golden roc reflected in Yin Jiujiao's divine eyes, with a wingspan of hundreds of miles, like a myth.

Before he could even self-destruct, his body was crushed by a golden claw and penetrated his soul.

Dapeng said coldly.
Chapter completed!