Dimension: Sign In To Leilu Core at the Beginning

Chapter 372 God of War Artosh

"It doesn't matter to me even if you go to bed together."

Jibril dragged her chin and half-lyed on the empty road.

Vaguely, Ling Xuan could see Alicia's shadow from the opponent.

Hearing Jibril's words, Ling Xuan couldn't help laughing: "Tuo Da will kill the Flügel, especially since I'm not good at refusing."

"If you really want to do all three things, I don't mind satisfying your little quirks."

"Of course, I will thank you very much."

Jibril exhaled like Landau.

Be as seductive as possible.

The combat power shown by the Flügel is completely opposite to its appearance, two extremes.

Han Cheng looked strange.

I always feel that Ling Xuan and Jibril are not talking about the same thing.

"Why are you still standing there? The other party has invited you like this, why don't you show your big sword quickly?"

Ling Xuan urged.

Han Cheng took a sip and said, "...I understand, the two of you are not on the same channel at all."

"It's your heart."

Ling Xuan said leisurely.

Han Cheng: "..."

"Give me something that can fly."

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

A white light emerged from Ling Xuan's hand and shot into Han Cheng's back.

next second

White wings of light stretched out from behind.

"Isn't this your equipment? What do you do if you give it to me?" Han Cheng asked, looking at the light wings of the White Dragon Emperor behind him.

"Have you forgotten, Lei Ming, was originally born in the sky."

As soon as the words fell, a red thunder burst out from Ling Xuan's body, leading him into the sky.

Seeing this, Han Cheng hurriedly followed.

It's just that when using it for the first time, the control of the light wing is not too stable, and the flight is a bit bumpy.

At this time, Ling Xuan also completed his transformation.

The scarlet Herrscher God Ring appeared in the void, spinning slowly behind Ling Xuan.

Red armor covers the arms.

The merged hands slowly pulled apart, and in the red thunder light, a purple dagger was reflected as the thunder fell.

laugh!

The blade pierces the void.

The mixed thunder light directly blasted the distant mountain peaks out of the hole of the full moon.

"This world is good, let me go all out!"

Feeling the violent energy in his body, Ling Xuan has never felt so comfortable.

As Ling Xuan descended in the form of the Herrscher of Thunder.

The red thunder light buzzed in the sky, and the earth was illuminated red by the day's light.

"..."

"I've changed my mind. The rarity of your heads is beyond that of dragon spirits. Let's set it at lv6 for you!"

After a moment of silence, Jibril's eyes lit up looking at Ling Xuan who looked like a god in the sky.

There was no fear at all, but trembling with excitement.

"madman."

This is Han Cheng's evaluation of Jibril.

As the saying goes, if you are in a daze, you will die.

Jibril, who completely disregarded her own life, was the most troublesome.

"If you want it, take it yourself."

Ling Xuan chuckled and waved his hand.

The sky responded.

Countless red thunder of judgment fell, smashing towards Jibril crazily.

After dodging several times in a row, Jibril was still hit.

As a result, the superimposed thunder light was directly pressed into the ground, making it impossible for Jibril to perform Sky Shift.

The elves in the body were eroded by the Houkai energy and died on a large scale.

Han Cheng swallowed directly after reading it.

crush? !

"Weary world"

"In the world, set off the wind of oblivion!"

Following Ling Xuan's big hand stretched out.

The clouds in the sky began to rotate at a speed visible to the naked eye, and thunderous thunder resounded throughout Disbod.

"Um?"

On the throne of the Phantasmal Avant Heim, a burly man with eighteen pairs of wings behind his back slowly opened his golden eyes.

If you look at it from the perspective of the universe, a huge vortex has already appeared in the entire Disbod sky.

Its scope is so wide that it almost covers half of the planet.

"It's a bit exaggerated."

Han Cheng looked at the thunderstorm spinning in the sky and said in shock.

It's just dealing with a Flügel, you don't need to change the world directly!

"Jibril, let me show you what the real [Sky Strike] is."

Ling Xuan's indifferent voice sounded, and the divine ring behind him began to spin faster.

A huge sky strike magic circle appeared in the middle of the thunderstorm tornado!

(For the detailed picture of the thunderstorm tornado, please refer to Yuanjin Tenuntoge)

Jibril, who pulled her head out of the ground, looked at the sky that had already changed drastically, and froze in place for a moment.

"A real... Sky Strike?"

The next moment, Ling Xuan responded to her question.

"Sky Strike!"

Plain words spit out from Ling Xuan's mouth.

Hundreds of millions of thunder lights converged, turning into terrifying thunder pillars and falling!

Wherever it passes, vitality dissipates, and everything is wiped out in the lightning!

Han Cheng stared blankly.

According to this situation, it is not a problem to run through the entire planet!

Even Ling Xuan didn't expect that the Herrscher of Thunder and the Herrscher of Wind would have such terrifying power under the full power release and blessing.

"It's said that the Flügel will die...huh?"

Just as he was feeling emotional, a golden light rushed out, offsetting Ling Xuan's World-Ending Thunder Pillar.

When the light dissipated, a regular twelve-sided diamond was revealed, exuding a moving luster.

"Star Cup?"

Ling Xuan murmured.

When encountering a force capable of destroying the planet, the star cup will appear to smooth out this force.

The Star Cup is a conceptual device that empowers its holder with supreme power.

It is designed to appear only after the most powerful force appears. Therefore, the gods believe that only by killing other gods will the star cup appear, and then the surviving god can get the star cup.

However, the gods are the incarnation of concepts, born from the elven corridor, and are endless.

Therefore, Rick in the original book found another way to directly penetrate the elven corridor that bred all the gods, which is equivalent to directly destroying the other party's spring water.

Just when the plot and setting emerged in Ling Xuan's mind, an extremely tyrannical aura descended.

Immediately afterwards, countless Flügel fell from the sky.

They glanced at the star cup first, and then all looked at Ling Xuan resolutely.

A burly figure about three meters tall stood in front of countless Flügel, with eighteen pairs of wings spreading out behind him.

Just standing there is enough to suppress everything.

In his hand was a Jibril that had completely turned into a little lolita.

From that blow just now, the Deity named Artosh saved her.

"Master Artosh! Xiaoji!"

A Flügel quickly came to the God of War.

"She's fine, but her strength is exhausted." Artosh handed Jibril in loli form to Azrael.

"These monkeys dare to treat Xiaoji like this... I will never spare them!"

"Stand back, Azrael, you are no match for them."

The calm voice of the god of war sounded.

"But Artosh-sama... yes!"

In the end, Azrael backed away unwillingly holding Jibril.

Artosh's golden eyes looked at Ling Xuan lightly.

"Don't you want to get the star cup? People from the outside world."

"Not interested in."

"Not interested?"

"Hahahaha, interesting, you are the first creature since I was born who doesn't want to get the star cup."

After meditating for a while, Artosh laughed.

"People from the outside world, can you let me understand the strongest meaning?"

The arrival of Artosh has attracted the attention of countless races.

They all looked at the golden god with apprehension and fear.

But more, it was curiosity about Ling Xuan.

Artosh, God of War, has not appeared in front of the world for a long, long time.