Chapter 957: Wrath of God

The four gods of the temple of the sacred temples have been covered with wounds. The whole body has been stained with red blood by a layer of blood. It has become a **** person and a wolf.

In the eyes of a group of strong people who watched the war, there was a deep horror. The sword dust not only has the body of the Eight Gods, but its strength is still so strong, which has already entered the ranks of the world's top powers. What is certain is that when the storm occurred in the temple, the reputation of Jian Chen will spread throughout the sea, making him jump into the top of the sea.

The elders of the six temples in the temple of the temple are wrinkled tightly together. They can’t see the sword dust. This is torturing the four gods, but they have to agree to the things between them because they have agreed with the sword dust before. Therefore, even though the four gods in the heart can't stand the temple, they will suffer the ruthless torture of the sword, but the heart is helpless.

The emperor's artifact is turned into a shadow, a sword and a sword, and the wounds on them are constantly increasing.

Under the storm of sword dust, the four gods will have fallen to the point of no resistance. If Jian Chen does not want to kill them so quickly, I am afraid that the four of them will have a long life.

The shape of the four gods was retreating at a rapid speed, and they retired. Finally, the four of them separated and flew in different directions. This only got rid of the entanglement of the sword dust, but only three people got rid of the sword dust. The entanglement only, the remaining one was chased by Jian Chen, this person is the **** who took away his gold silk.

"Sword dust, even if I die here today, I will never let you be better." The **** chased by Jian Chen will reveal the anger of the sky, and his body suddenly began to expand rapidly. The clothes on the surface of his body are broken, and in the blink of an eye it becomes a dragon with a length of 100 feet.

The gold wire that was worn on him was also bulging, and it was not broken. The gold wire that was stretched by countless times seemed to be a belt, tightly wrapped around the upper body of the dragon. But it can't hide its powerful body.

"Hey." Xiaolong screamed in the sky, and a thick layer of blood came out from him. With the appearance of this blood, the momentum of Xiaolong climbed at an incredible speed and quickly broke through the Holy Emperor. In the sky, it reached the realm of the Six Emperors.

Jian Chen's eyes are condensed, and the heart suddenly understands that the other side is a short-term improvement of the strength of the secret surgery, and this secret technique will definitely cause serious loss to the operator.

Then, a burst of incomprehensible curse came from the mouth of the dragon, and the voice grew louder and louder, resounding in the sky, and the Buddha was singing.

The six elders standing in the distance watched the face of the elders and became a little gloomy. One of them couldn’t help but said: "This is the wrath of the gods. He actually used this mystery to display it. Is he not? Know the serious consequences of doing so."

The wrath of the gods is the most powerful secret of the Yi people in the sea. Only the members of the Yi who have reached the realm of the Holy Emperor can practice.

The wrath of the gods is like the taboo of the Guangyuan sect of the Tianyuan continent. It is not as terrible as the gods, but if you want to display the wrath of God, the price paid is quite large. Not only will the strength retreat to a realm, it will make it more difficult to break through the realm in the future, and it will also deplete their massive power of the gods and the origin of the Yi people.

The wrath of the gods has always been the taboo of the Yi people. Unless it is forced to do so, no one can dare to display it easily. The **** in front of him will obviously be forced by the sword dust, and he will not be able to display it. The wrath of God.

"The wrath of the gods." The sacred dragon mouth made by a **** will spit out people, and the sky will make a loud scream. There will be a powerful power of the gods and the essence of the Yi people from the body. Out, Qi Qi rushed to the sky.

The sky suddenly swelled, and a large cloud suddenly appeared, covering the sky and covering the entire sky. At this moment, the whole world became dark.

The dull, low-pitched sounds were transmitted from the thick black clouds, and the dark clouds continued to roll, as if there was a dragon flying through them.

Suddenly, a huge dragon's claws were struck from the dark clouds, and they were grabbed toward the sword dust at a lightning-fast speed. The claws of the dragon seemed to be completely clouded by the dark clouds. At the other end of the claws, they even merged with the black clouds. As one.

The look of Jian Chen has finally become a bit serious. The power of this attack is no small feat. He can clearly feel the infinite power hidden in the claws of the dragon. This is definitely the power of the strongest of the Seven Emperors. Yes, even the Seventh Heaven of the Holy Emperor.

Although the power of this blow has reached the point where it can threaten the sword dust, but the sword dust is without fear. The emperor's artifact in his hand exudes a black and white man, and tries his best to stab the claws of the dragon.

The imperial artifact collided with the dragon's claws fiercely, and a sudden roar broke out. The momentum of the dragon's claws was suddenly relieved.

Subsequently, the sword dust movement did not hesitate, but also several swords stabbed one after another, each sword did not retain the slightest, all are full force shots.

After the number of swords, the giant dragon's claws suddenly collapsed, and the world's vitality disappeared into the heavens and the earth.

As the wrath of Xiaolong was cracked, the **** who used this secret method would also spurt a large mouthful of blood in his mouth. Immediately, he could not continue to maintain his own dragon body, and re-formed as a figure falling from the sky, and his look was wilting.

"Unfortunately, his wrath of the gods only realized the first weight. If he can participate in the third weight, the illusion will come true, then today's ending is another side, although it can't hurt the temple. Protect the sword dust, but at least you can protect yourself." A temple elder sighs in the temple.

On the other hand, Jian Chen took the emperor's artifact and was murderous. He would rush to the **** who had taken away his gold silk. He came to the front of the gods, and he directly pulled the gold wire that was worn on the gods. Then, a sword went to the head of the god, and the shot was unrelenting.

"The third child."

"Three brothers."

Seeing this scene, the other three people who have been hit hard will be screaming and rushing to the place, trying to rescue the **** who is in danger.

However, their speed is like the sword of the sword dust, only to hear a bang, the head of God has been smashed from the neck by the sword dust.

"From today, the four gods of the temple will no longer exist." Jian Chen face sneer, the emperor artifact in his hand immediately turned into a black thorn to the head, want to hit the **** in the head Scattered,

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