Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 The hurricane swept across in an instant, accompanied by a sharp sound that caused countless eardrums to bleed.

　　 It was as if some steel giants collided together in an instant, causing the turbulence that swept the entire town of dusk.

　　 Countless steel floors warped, and then they oscillated, giving off an inaudible resonance. The fine sounds overlapped and turned into ocean tides, and then shrank toward the tower in the center.

　　 like three times!

　　 Everything is condensed between the fingers.

　　——Triple drummer·Pili!

　　 That is no longer the power that the physical body can carry. It is almost equivalent to the power of the entire Twilight Town in an instant. It collides with Gala's power in one place, glowing with terrifying destructive power.

　　 With just one blow, the opponent who was bashing on the face instantly knocked into the air!

It was like playing a great hit on a baseball field. Even Gala, who had been transformed into a four-pillar supreme, could not resist. It flew upside down like a meteor, hit hard, and almost flew out of Helios and disappeared. In the empty universe.

　　!

　　 Huai Shi held the tiger's mouth that hated water and cracked, and the blood was too late to flow out and healed quickly, only feeling that the ‘after sound’ still remained in his body, shaking endlessly.

　　 The blow just now perfectly mobilized the power of the entire Twilight Town, relying on the support and assistance of the heart of the Everfreezing Furnace, and even its carrying capacity.

　　 is equivalent to a small half of Helios suddenly jumped into the air and stepped on Gala's face with his terrifying quality!

　　The burden of Huai Poetry is nothing but the aftermath.

　　 Even if it was so, it was almost exploded by that huge power!

　　The soul and the stigmata also broke into small gaps under this blow.

　　 her fingers twitched, almost unable to hold the weapon.

　　 The instant judgment made Huaishi gritted his teeth and made such a choice.

The situation has deteriorated to the limit. In the invasion of Trojan horses, the defense of the Twilight Country collapsed completely. After losing the advantage of the defending side, it had to face dozens of times the enemy with its own side, not to mention the creation of Publius. The Argonaut Legion had already reached the heart of Everfreezing Furnace.

　　 plus a crown wearer that combines the **** sequence and the supreme four pillars!

　　As the current plan, he can only eradicate the biggest disaster in front of him at the fastest speed. He only hopes that this blow can severely damage his opponent and cause effective damage.

　　 But soon, a heart sank to the bottom.

　　 Because the intact Gala rose from the shadows again, she grinned at him with a grin.

　　 Hell Sequence·The Supreme Four Pillars is the excavation of the power of **** by alchemists and the use of the essence of calamity. It can be said to be the embodiment of the essence of hell.

　　 has a total of seventy-two **** sequences, which perfectly covers most of the manifestations of the **** group, and then divides the power of the master of the group through knighthood.

　　 Standing at the top is undoubtedly the "Supreme Four Pillars" comparable to the rulers!

After fusing the authoritarian relics of the "Supreme Four Pillars Asmodeus", Gala has been forcibly promoted to the limit of the ruler. Although this strength is inherently insufficient, it has been greatly compared with the real ruler. shrink.

　　 But Asmode's "authority" is genuine!

　　 The demon king known as ‘’, the existence of the head of evil spirits, does not control the hypocritical ‘love’, but the temptation that is enough to make all souls fall into the abyss and freeze!

　　 There are countless ways to play with the soul and use the essence!

　　The soul is the most important currency for him.

　　 If there is no soul for him to use, then there is no difference between this authority and furnishings, but as long as there is a soul in his hand, Asmodeus is enough to exert the ability comparable to the Creator!

　　 It just so happens that Gala has something like ‘soul’!

　　 On his body, among the countless golden ornaments, the souls of all opponents have been imprisoned for a long time, and all the losers who were defeated by him have been tortured day and night under the **** of gold.

　　 Even Gala didn't know how much he had in his collection.

　　 Too many wars, too many enemies.

　　 As long as you follow the withered king, you will never lack this blood-boiled battle and hearty victory!

　　 "Wai Dao Wang's trick? I really miss it, a good trick, my friend, it's a pity, it's a little bit worse!"

　　 Gala laughed, stepping on the void, walking step by step, a flame of excitement burning in her eyes: "Come on, let's start again!"

　　 In his hand, the sickle is overflowing with the glow of the soul, and countless blessings and curses are imposed on it, making this vicious weapon a sharp blade that can hurt everything!

　　 is like a meteor that represents disaster.

　　 In the whistling, Gala fell from the sky again.

　　 Huaishi gritted his teeth and squeezed the hate water.

　　——The ultimate symphony!

　　 The power of the twilight country once again converged at one point with the mighty echo, and blasted forward, causing the scarlet meteor to fly upside down.

　　 And Huai Shi also vomited blood.

　　 But almost instantaneously, when Gala returned with preparations, he smiled fiercely.

　　 Looking down at his pale face, the Freezer twitched his fingers: "What's the matter? Sit on that chair and refuse to get down? I don't mind if you want to sit and wait."

　　 Huaishi was silent, without answering.

　　 Listening to the sound of fighting from below, he finally couldn't help sighing and had to admit that he was no opponent.

　　 Even if he sits on the entire town of Twilight, he can't exert the power of the sun-caster, and can only passively defend in front of the supreme four-pillar solidification.

Once 　　 leaves the heart of the Everfreezing Furnace, he will immediately be beaten back to his original shape and killed instantly.

　　 But He Tongji didn't know where he went, and even if Garland's guy was approached by soldiers, he was still pretending to be dead, not knowing what he was doing.

　　 For the current plan, I can only rely on myself.

　　 He sighed and raised his hand.

　　 return to the market, open!

　　 Gara's face changed slightly, and he stepped back in the air, obviously knowing Huaishi for a long time-he had already heard the terrible threat of this trick from Hercules.

　　 If you are accidentally contaminated by the contents, you may face the erosion of the immortal beast.

　　 Unless he returns to **** and asks for help from the withered king, even he has nothing to do!

　　 But now, Huai Shi has no plans to use it as a weapon.

　　 When the opponent is prepared, this trick is basically useless, it can only scare people.

　　 What he has to do is not release, but transfer.

As the connection between the heart of the perpetual freezing furnace and the Guixu was once again established, the forging furnaces of the same origin began to resonate again, and most of the derived flesh and blood of the immortal beasts were forcibly stripped from the body of Huaishi, sealing In the fire of alchemy, suppressed with surging divinity.

　　 Huai poem, once again restored the strength of the heyday.

　　 Completely complete Da Shi Ming.

　　 Slowly, he clenched the hate water in his hand.

　　 In that case, there is only one answer left...

　　 Gala's eyes widened, becoming more and more excited.

　　 "Are you finally going to fight with all your strength?" He grinned expectantly: "It's also..."

　　 Before the words fell, Gala was stunned.

　　 Because Huai Shi didn't get up from the throne of the sun-caster at all, but raised the half-cut gun, backhanded, and threw it into the furnace behind him.

　　——Forging, start!

　　 In an instant, the surging noise like the surging of the sea burst from it!

　　 Divinity is burning like crazy.

　　 In the shroud of alchemy fire, the thunder light in the hate water rises, resounding the maddening roar that was a long time ago.

　　 The light of the flame illuminated Huai Shi’s smile.

"do you know?"

　　 He held his chin, looked at his opponent's expression, and the corner of his mouth evoked a happy arc: "In our heavenly pedigree, there is a fine tradition..."

　　-If you can't beat it, just shake it!

　　 Known condition one, the fire of alchemy possesses the property to thoroughly stimulate the potential of all materials.

　　 Known condition two, the permafrost furnace core is the world's top casting furnace.

　　 Known condition three, Henshui was once the stigmata relic of Yunzhongjun.

　　 Known condition four, Huai Shi still has a lot of divinity in his hands from Garland.

　　 Known condition five, the sum of Huai poems can give the alchemy works the attributes of activation.

　　 Known condition six, Huai Shi still has something like the Book of Destiny in his hands.

　　 Then, please answer Gala who doesn’t know anything, what will pop out of his stove next?

　　 At that moment, Gala's face changed suddenly.

　　 The glow of thousands of souls covered the sickle blade, turned into a fleeting glow of fanaticism, and fell from the sky with him!

　　 Towards Huai Shi, towards the heart of the furnace where Huai Shi is.

　　 Do your best.

　　 Cut!

　　 is faster than him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is the ‘darkness’ that erupts from the fire!

　　 It was a pure and huge disaster.

　　 Just existence is enough to make the whole world twisted and broken!

　　Like a volcanic eruption, the darkness rolled, like clouds, in an instant, enveloped the entire twilight township, and even covered the eternal dim light, making everything fall into the darkness where you can't see your fingers!

　　 That is... hate!

　　 Hate! hate! hate! hate! hate! hate! hate!

　　 Under the incomparably pure hatred, even the whole town of twilight resonated!

　　 is different from the resentment left by the former casters. It is the ‘hatred’ that has never yielded, never retreated, and never regretted!

　　 contains indescribable hatred.

　　 hate this world, hate all the cowards, hate all betrayers, hate the death of companions, hate their own powerlessness.

　　 hate everything.

　　 Even the most hated...

　　——It’s hell!

　　 The hatred is like a tide, enough to fill the seven seas, cover the present, and turn into an extinct tide, sweep away all impurity, pull all enemies, and be together with oneself, completely destroyed!

　　 It is hard to imagine, what kind of soul will leave such a huge hatred, and what kind of obsession will make this hatred so pure that the world is distorted!

　　 Now, hatred has turned into an ocean of clouds.

　　 From the deep sea, the sleeping broken soul frantically devours the derived flesh and blood from the immortal beast, extracting endless vitality from it.

　　 Once again, from the darkness, opened his eyes.

　　 cast a hateful glance toward the world.

　　 Look at, Gala!

　　 sneered.