Unless the demigod is born!

"Super Power·Great and Nothing Finger!" Di Shitian came to kill, and he raised his finger and just pointed it lightly.

The waves of the ruins spread out, and a finger of the ancient Buddha, which presents the ten phases of color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, birth, residence, and destruction. The finger of the ancient Buddha, which shows the ten phases of the Buddhist sect of men and women, suddenly pressed down.

Big and no fingers.

Indra's strongest middle-grade magical power.

Boom! Achilles was hit in a hurry, and his body flew out like a rag, and the noble shadow blood drifted away. This blow made him wake up.

"The sky Gu has run away, and I have to withdraw. If I continue to waste it, I can't kill Lu Chenzhou. Anyway, I have obtained the finger bones of the ghosts and Lu Chenzhou's storage ring. It doesn't matter whether he kills him or not. That's what the evil gods have to care about. What's my life?"

When Achilles thought of this, the blood of the shadow burned and continued to inject the shadow blade into the palm.

"The magical powers and shadow gods are coming!" There was a strange and cold laughter in the void at some point.

But Achilles' body bulged and exploded like a balloon, and a shadow monster that could not be seen clearly appeared. There was a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of the monster's mouth.

"The ancestor of the ghost..."

Lu Chenzhou took a deep breath, and the boundless sea rolled in, swallowing the sky and eating the earth, and his body continued to rise up like the law of heaven and earth to come to a hundred miles.

The ruins of tens of thousands of miles form a vortex. His aura is above the early stages of the eighth realm, and is not inferior to an old-fashioned powerful man like Achilles.

Three drums, swords, and cloak-like eighth-level spiritual soldiers flew out from Indra's body. Their spiritual power erupted like a volcano, transforming into a Thunder Emperor.

The Thunder Emperor, the ancestor of the monster, and the three giants Lu Chenzhou fought hard in the sea of ​​ruins.

The radius of thousands of miles is as chaotic as a black hole, with only shadows and formlessness. The three great ways of the world are left alone, while the other great ways are squeezed and wiped out to the point of invisibility.

"This is the real Eight-level battle."

“Too strong.”

"Press Achilles to fight."

In the Aurora Hall, everyone was shocked.
Chapter completed!