MTL - King of Gods-v4 Chapter 1520 Pseudo-parent

"How can Zhao Feng have the power of chaos at the level of the gods?"

Bei Minghui trembled inside.

If Zhao Feng used this force at the beginning, he would have died without a place to die.

Even so, Zhao Feng and others are also difficult to defeat the king of Yan.

The peak power of the gods in Zhao Feng is definitely limited. After a long battle, everyone will still lose.

At this time, Bei Minghui suddenly felt something, showing a smile: "Guarding the law, finally came!"

In the distance, the king of Yan Yan was calm and did not speak.

"It seems... not right!"

Zhao Feng noticed a slight anomaly, and at the same time, his left squat jumped slightly.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering oppression came to heaven and earth.

The whole world, suddenly trembled, Zhao Feng and other people's body, as if subjected to a huge hammer, sinking down.

"Be careful……"

Zhao Feng shouted and prepared to leave.

At this time, behind the crowd, a tall old man appeared.

He stooped and hunched, his skin was rough like a thousand-year-old wood, and there were countless strange and simple textures.

At the moment when the law of protection appeared, the palm of the hand waved, and a silver stream of light shone like a fan.

Bang!

Under the circumstance, Zhao Feng and his party were all affected by the sudden sneak attack of the law.

Everyone quickly showed up the secret of defense, but under the silver stream, the defenses of the people were like paper, fragile and broken.

Hey~

Zhao Feng and his entourage were all shot dozens of miles away. They looked pale and spurted blood.

Fortunately, the law of protection was just a sudden shot, not power, otherwise everyone's life is worrying.

call!

The palm of the law was slightly rotated, and the sky and the sky suddenly solidified and became very slow.

At the same time, Zhao Feng just squirted a large mouth of blood, condensed into a blood, flying to the hands of the law.

"Tianji family protection law!"

Zhao Feng looked gloomy.

Today, two gods are present, and Zhao Feng, Shibuya, and Xin Wuji are all hit hard, and it is almost impossible to resist.

What's more, in the heart of Zhao Feng, the strength of the Tianji nationality protection law is much stronger than that of the general **** king.

As for why the law protects his blood, he did not think so much.

"Protect the law, but fortunately you come in time!"

North Minghui suddenly smiled.

He doesn't like the feeling that life is controlled by other gods.

"Northern gods, what about the rest?"

The law of protection was dull and slowly asked.

Suddenly, Bei Minghui looked stiff and his heart shook slightly.

However, in the face of protecting the law, he did not dare to say a little lie: "There are always gods, and there are three kings, such as Heavenly Silence and Balong, who were killed by Zhao Feng and his party!"

"A bunch of useless things!"

The sound of the law is cold.

As long as you can drag the ninth god, but Bei Minghui and others, but the loss is so heavy, and almost let Zhao Feng run.

North Minghui suddenly fell to the ground, revealing the color of fear: "Please protect the law forgiveness!"

"You don't put the old man in your eyes!"

At this time, the king of Yan Yan said with a dissatisfied face.

After the arrival of the law, there was no reason to blame the sinister king, and if there was no one to reprimand, it made the sputum gods feel very faceless.

However, the next sentence of the law of protection almost caused the sputum to vomit blood.

"I did not put you in the eye!"

The law of protection is cold and cold.

"The celestial family is too mad, here is the site of the holy place of purgatory!"

The king of Yan Yan was so angry that he was not angry, and he shouted directly.

At this time, there were several strong breath fluctuations in the distance. In less than a moment, several God-powered strongmen came here.

There are two triple heavens and four double heavens, all of which are high-level gods in the Holy Land of Purgatory.

"The wild gods, everything depends on strength!"

The law of protection is **** for tat.

Shortly after the inferno of the infernal sacred land came, one of the villains of the heavens, another **** of the white robes, carrying three kings, came here.

In order to capture Zhao Yufei, the Tianji people sent such a lineup, which made the other party pay attention to Zhao Yufei and Zhao Feng.

The strength of the two forces is getting stronger and stronger.

At this moment, even Zhao Feng’s side is at its peak and can’t compete with either side.

However, things are not without a turn.

The Purgatory Holy Land and the Anti-God are all wanting to get the ninth shrine, and here is the site of the Holy Land of Purgatory. There are obviously more people in the Holy Land.

Moreover, Zhao Feng and others have just been hit hard by the law. At this moment, the strength is in the eyes of the two forces, insignificant, and even ignored.

"Are you sure you want to compete with me for the ninth god?"

Asked about the smile of the king of Yan Yan.

This is the site of the Holy Land of Purgatory. As soon as he orders, more and more powerful people will come together.

"Competition? You are not my opponent, not qualified to compete with me!"

From the beginning to the end, the law of protection is as usual.

"Haha, let me see, how strong is the strong man of the heavenly family!"

The king of sputum screamed and laughed.

As soon as the words were finished, the heavens and the earth suddenly began to burn, and the infinite flames gathered toward the king of Yan Yan.

The king of sputum is like a hot sun, dazzling, shining bright red flames.

Moreover, the power gathered around him is getting stronger and stronger, just like the rising sun, the heat is constantly rising, and the nearby gods have a feeling of breathlessness.

And the whole space is burning, as if to melt.

In the face of the gods and kings of the heavenly family, the king of Yan Yan has no reservations, and even goes all out to show the strongest power.

Zhao Feng and his party immediately retreated a distance.

“Just nothing?”

The face of the law is still as usual.

Hey!

He waved his hand and a golden red dazzling lupin appeared in his hand.

The golden red lupin fan consists of layers of feathers, emitting a dazzling hot red flame.

The moment when the lupin appeared, the golden red flame was released, and the red blood between the heavens and the earth suddenly fell back to three points and gradually weakened.

The flame power gathered by the king of Yan Yan is also dim.

Between heaven and earth, the invisible flame power gathered toward the golden red feather fan, and the golden red flame became more and more prosperous, faintly seeing a golden shadow, shocking people.

"Is this...the artifacts are in prison!"

The **** of Yan Yan was dull and his heart trembled.

The highest ancestor of the law of fire, the prison, all the laws of fire, the treasures that the practitioners dreamed of!

However, this artifact was broken in the ancient times...

"Is the ancestor burning?"

Zhao Feng's face is shocking.

In this invisible power of the feather fan, the three pieces of the artifacts that he owns are slightly shaking.

call!

The law protects the spirit and integrates it into the fan of the hand.

Suddenly, the flame of the flame around the fan, skyrocketing more than a hundred times, like a fan of the sun that covers the sky.

boom!

With a wave of protection, I saw a gold-red Jinwu, whistling out from the fan.

Between heaven and earth, the infinite flame suddenly turned its back and became its help.

The **** of Yan Yan felt that he gradually lost control of this heaven and earth, and even the fire attack released was subject to certain suppression.

"No... this is impossible to be a prisoner!"

The king of Yan Yan shouted.

Hey!

There is a golden red feather in his hand, which is one of the fragments of the prisoner's prison.

In the face of a powerful blow to the law, the king of Yan Yan went all out to mobilize the fragments of the ancestors and unleashed a blazing red day.

Bangling~

A golden red gold scorpion slammed into the red sun, an endless flame storm, sweeping away from heaven and earth at this moment.

"Backward!"

"Quick retreat!"

In the presence of the two great gods, all the strong have retreated.

The two gods of the two gods, who are closer to the king of 炙炎, have no time to retreat and are attacked by countless flames.

Zhao Feng and other people, far away from the battlefield, but under this flame storm, still feel hot, the body's blood and power, seems to burn up in general.

Zhao Feng immediately urged Zuo Yu and looked to the center of the battlefield.

I saw that the golden golden red gold smashed the blood red day into two halves and flew away to the sacred god.

However, at this time, this golden wu also dimmed a bit, and the power could be weakened.

"Inflammatory body!"

The king of Yan Yan immediately mobilized the defensive secrets.

The infinite flame is around his body, forming a red flame aura that protects it.

Bang!

Jin Hongjin Wufei rushed, and the sacred sacred body figure flew out, and the defensive aura was broken.

The king of Yan Yan quickly stabilized his body and stared at the law.

"This is not a real artifact, but a 'pseudo-ancestor'!"

The **** of sputum is sure.

In his own hands, he had a piece of the ancestral weapon of the prisoner, so he was sure that the guardian of the law was not the ancestral prisoner, but the remnant of the ancestors who used most of the artifacts to burn the prison.

The king of gods with real artifacts can be called masters.

The law of protection is obviously not the same. But this is the case. The power of the pseudo-ancestor is also very close to the real ancestral weapon. It is not the sturdy **** king who can compete.

The law of protection is not good at the law of fire, but it spurs the pseudo-ancestor, but it hurts the king of sputum.

If the law is good at the law of fire, the king of sputum is probably not just like this.

"It is indeed a pseudo-ancestor!"

Shibuya whispered.

Zhao Feng was shocked and shocked. Such a powerful power is still only a pseudo-ancestor.

At the same time, he also thought that the **** of the gods who had the fragments of the prison had not been used in the previous battles.

It turned out that the Tianji people had already rebuilt the only fragments of their ancestors and rebuilt them into a pseudo-ancestor.

"Yes!"

The law-protection nodded and the pseudo-ancestor disappeared.

In the distance, the king of Yan Yan saw this scene and struggled.

Even if he is not a real avant-garde, he is also very eager for the pseudo-ancestor. This thing is even more attractive to him than the ninth god.

After all, the gods may not be able to integrate successfully, but the pseudo-ancestors do not have this problem. Once they get there, they can refine themselves into their own.

However, the king of Yan Yan knows that he is not an opponent of the anti-Japanese law, and the pseudo-ancesor has no connection with him.

The king of sputum and the gods of the Holy Land of Purgatory slowly retreated.

They have already withdrawn from the battle and given up the ninth god.

"Zhao Feng, we have met again, this time back to God, don't leave!"

At this time, the law of protection looked at Zhao Feng, revealing a heart-rending smile.