MTL - The King of The Worlds-v7 Chapter 79 exile

The sky above the mountains of mountains, the space collapsed, the majestic coercion continued to spread, so that people under the sky could not lift their heads.

The clouds were scary red as if they were burning.

The battle between the two main gods frightened everyone. This pouring out of Wei Wei, everyone can feel the power of it, not ordinary people can match.

Jon stood in front of the family hall, looking up at the sky, and he was extremely dignified.

He hasn't seen Qin Yi's shot, so he is not clear about the power of the Lord God, but at this moment looking at the sky, he has a bottom in his heart. That's a strength he can't match, and it's a horror that's far apart even in the Great Success.

"Whether it's Grandpa or Ablon, their lord god's will power is too much for me!"

"The power of the Lord God, combined with this will power, produces a terrible increase!"

Spying in his heart, Jon realized the gap between himself and the Lord God.

But he also has self-confidence. He has the power of will around him. It is not easy for the Lord God to kill himself. He can only be exiled into space. Of course, wandering in the endless space turbulence is also a tragic thing.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, the figure stared at Jon for a long time, and then looked up to the sky.

"Ablon's strength is really overbearing. Fairmont can only compete, but it is impossible to win!"

"He dragged Fairmont. I took Jon. It's easy!"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. The figure was wearing a purple robe, a hawk nose, and a wide forehead. It was another main **** who talked with Ablon.

His name is Zolong, and he is also a lower **** of the fire department.

Two of the three major families that opposed the Fair family, one of them was his.

"These two are fighting like gods, and now is the best time to take a shot!"

Zolong observed the battle between the two main gods in the sky for a while, and had a judgment under his heart.

Then he took a step, his body turned into a streamer, and he headed straight for the Skyfire Mountains.

The time of a thousandth of a minute is not coming, and the transparent barrier outside the Tianhuo Mountain is suddenly shaken, and a sigh breaks open.

This scene shocked everyone in the Fair family.

"The enchantment is broken !?"

"How is that possible ?! But the enchantment laid out by the ancestors, only the Lord God can break it!"

"who is it?!"

Fein and Ferro were shocked, and had bad feelings.

A scorching heat quickly appeared in the air, making people feel more powerful and choking.

"It's the Lord God! There are other Lord Gods coming over!"

Ferro yelled, and he saw a phantom rushing through the mountains ahead.

Jon is even more pupil-shrinking, his strength is stronger than others, and his vision and mental strength are naturally better. At this moment, he has clearly seen the figure and face of the other party.

Long purple hair, purple robes, purple eyebrows, a scornful smile between the eyebrows, and the willpower that fluctuated throughout the body.

This is a Lord God!

"Zoron, the next **** of fire!"

What shocked his heart even more was that the goal of the Lord God was him!

"His goal is me!"

"How to do?"

In the face of a major god, Jon's heart was inevitable, and he quickly thought in his mind, and soon, he had a decision.

"escape!"

Can only escape, facing the deity of the Lord, he cannot be the opponent of the other party.

Above the sky, Fairmont noticed that her family's enchantment had broken, and then she saw the purple streamer at a glance, and her face changed immediately.

"Zoron, how dare you!"

Zolong sneered, not paying any attention to the threat above his head, because Fairmont was so entangled by Abro that he couldn't get away.

He strode forward, quickly approaching Jon.

"Jon, where can you escape?"

"Facing the Lord God, you will not have a chance!"

The two chased each other and fled, and in a blink of an eye they crossed the 13 mountains. The mountain on the highest plane is not in the ordinary plane, and its vastness is unimaginable. The speed of the two is fast and terrible at this moment, far beyond other gods.

But Jon fled, and his face became ugly.

"I'm not as fast as he is!"

One is a fire system, and the other is a water system. The fire system has high explosive power, and the instantaneous speed is horrible. He is a complete water system, good at defense, and the speed is not good, let alone the other is a fire god.

In an instant, Zolong was behind him.

"You can't escape Jon!"

Zolong sneered, approached quickly, and punched Jon back.

"No escape! I see what you can do to me!"

Jon also lost his temper, and he couldn't escape, he chose to turn around and head straight forward.

A sword drawn from the waist, the sword radiated a dark light, followed closely, the power of the main **** burned, covering the whole body.

"Come on, let me see the power of the Lord God today!"

Zolong found the weapon in his opponent's hand a little surprised.

But the punch was not retracted, it was hit.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a punch and a punch collided together, making a dull sound.

Jon's face changed, and he felt the majestic force surged, his body suddenly retreated, and the horrible impact caused him to knock over five or six mountains before he stopped.

"Where did your magic weapon come from? This can only be created by Hell Beirut ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ And, this magic weapon has been conserved into a master artifact. Who is your angel?

Zolong followed closely, staring at the sword in Jon's hand and asking.

Divine weapons are rare in the world, and this weapon can be cultivated into a master artifact, and there must be a master **** behind it. And this Lord God is definitely not Fairmont, because he knows clearly that Fairmont cannot do it!

He couldn't do it by himself, and Fairmont was the master **** of the same level, and naturally he couldn't.

"You talk too much, can the Lord God say the same thing?"

Jon sneered.

The impact of the collision made him realize that the Lord God was unable to kill himself. If the opponent was only at this level, even if he tried his best, he would hurt himself at most.

"Anyway, I exiled you. It doesn't matter who is behind you."

Zolong frowned, then stretched out.

He punched out again, smashed Jon's knife, and smashed it out.

In the next battle, Zolong's complexion changed slightly, and his brows frowned and tightened.

"It is really difficult to deal with the great consummation!"

There is also a willpower to deal with the body, so that the willpower of the Lord God will be offset, and the counterattack is great, and he outperforms himself in the degree of mysterious understanding. In comparison, his own advantage is only the Lord God. Identity.

It's hard to kill!

"Exile him!"

"Put him in a turbulent place away from the plane. Over time, he will die!"

Zolong made the decision.

Soon, he followed up with several punches, and Jon smashed in a spit of blood, taking advantage of his arms.

The other one cut through the space, and then yanked, pulled, and rushed into the turbulent space with Jon.

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