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Strongest Village System - Chapter 1852

Published at 3rd of February 2021 02:00:05 AM


Chapter 1852: 1852

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In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight refracts through the dense forest.

Gu Huang slowly opened his eyes. Although it seemed heartless all night, Gu Huang was defending all around.

But the expected attack did not happen at all. It seems that everyone has forgotten his existence.

Even the despairing emperor, who dominates the mountains, didn't come to the door in person. It seems that he is really just a dead and unimportant person.

The ancient wasteland fell down from the giant tree like a civet cat, light and vigorous!

But he didn't come to the door overnight, so he despised the despairing emperor.

Even if it's strong, it's not strong enough.

"When we first came here, we were bullied like this."

"Go to the despairing emperor."

Gu Huang never knew what to be afraid of, and there was no taboo in his actions. Although he was oppressed by the great emperor, he was not afraid of his own myth of heaven. He was just a despairing emperor.

Huangling market comes from God, and it is also the Taoist center of the elder in China.

In order to increase their accumulation, they have to challenge the strong and fight between life and death again and again.

It's not only the understanding of martial arts, but also the struggle between life and death. There's no place more suitable than Huangling ruins.

In one step, the ancient wasteland rushes towards the mountains. One step is hundreds of feet. The landing is even more light and silent. The whole process does not use any force, but all is physical strength.

For the control of power has reached the point of endless mystery, between the vertical and horizontal ups and downs, like a light civet, like a agile cheetah.

In about three hours, the ancient wasteland had already marched hundreds of thousands of miles.

I have stepped into the deepest part of the mountain of despair. The mountain in front of me is desolate and dead. The vegetation is extremely dry and lifeless.

Black Mountains, bare ground, desolate and dead environment.

The power of pessimism, desolation, sadness, desolation and despair almost blocked the sky, just like a haze covering the sky and the earth, full of negative power.

"What a strange place. Is it so powerful?"

"The power of this despairing emperor's rule is really extraordinary."

"It's not easy for him to change the world and follow the way he says."

The spicy chicken system can't help but make a sound. Such a terrible force of despair is almost unheard of, unheard of. Every word and action has almost changed the world.

The divine land above heaven is really extraordinary. A great emperor can be so strong.

This is the home of the despairing emperor. The strong of the same rank will be suppressed by him when they arrive.

It has been asserted that there is no strongest power, only the strongest people.

It is obvious that he is also a great man who can modify a branch rule to such an extent.

"There are some meanings, but only some."

"A branch is a branch after all. It can never go beyond the main rule."

"If you don't understand the source of destruction, you'll be inferior after all."

"If I want to, it will be my home in a moment."

When the ancient wasteland stepped out, the breath of the whole body suddenly burst out, just like a rainbow, full of powerful and unparalleled power of the holy way.

The vastness is endless, like the scorching sun, and every step of the way, the more powerful this force is.

"Presumptuous!"

"Arrogant children, dare to kill the door."

"I don't know."

Deep in the mountains of despair, a roar filled with fury filled the air. One of its figures, like a golden pitching, came from the depths of the mountains.

The comer was dressed in gold armour, a gold sword, long golden hair, shining like a flame. His heroic features, especially his golden eyes, were mixed with a terrible will.

The great emperor is quadruple, and his breath is extremely strong. What he cultivates is the power of great light.

"The middle emperor?"

"Don't come out to die, let the despairing emperor get out."

"I'm not interested in minions like you."

Gu Huang was in the void, looking at the man in front of him, with a look of contempt.

Obviously, this man was not the one who sat down with the despairing emperor, and his equipment and cultivation methods were obviously from a big family.

However, his power of light is neither a member of the Taichu ancient clan nor a temple of light.

It is somewhat similar to the ancient solar clan, but it is different in essence.

It seems that it is not the direct cultivation of the power of light, but the promotion of the power of fire.

Instead of the softness and sanctity of the pure power of light, it is full of fury.

"What did you say?"

"Arrogant boy, I think you really don't know what to do."

"It's just the cultivation of ancient sages, and you dare to be wild here."

"Die"Big bright flame knife!"

The golden man's momentum soared, and his whole body was covered with pale golden light, just like an immortal god of war, full of endless fighting spirit.

There is a pale gold handle in the void, which is full of flame and magic sword. It emits endless hot breath and seems to be able to burn all things in the world.

The momentum is endless and the majesty is eternal.

The domineering Shendao rolled towards the body of guhuang, full of extreme fury.

"Supernatural powers are not like supernatural powers, and martial arts are not like martial arts."

"There is no intention of a knife!"

"No more rule power?"

"There is not a trace of Yuanli."

"Even rubbish like you can make a middle class emperor."

"Break it for me!"

In the face of the void, Gu Huang had no fear at all. On the contrary, he was still relaxed. Instead, he laughed at the man in front of him.

The power of this attack is not Yuan Li, not soul attack. There are no rules and no sword intention.

Magic power is not magic power, martial arts is not martial arts.

But it's really the middle class emperor. Gu Huang can't help feeling a little curious.

In the face of the sky full of flame, Gu Huang blows out his fist, and the terrible power is released. The endless pressure is fierce. The whole world is shrouded by this fist.

The wind is surging, the sky is full of dust, the void collapses, the earth collapses!

Within thousands of miles, it's like an ancient giant coming down and flattening the world.

Ten thousand Zhang flame God knife, just by the ancient wasteland power, is completely annihilated.

The terrible blow was like a king's blow from the depth of the endless void. Shengsheng bombarded the man's chest.

"Boom!"

As if the sky was falling apart and the earth was exploding, the body of the Jinjia man smashed into the deep mountains, and even collapsed more than a dozen peaks.

The sky and the earth roared, the void was torn, and the figure of the ancient wasteland mixed with the thunder came to the sky of the golden man in a flash. It was like the king stepping on it, and the terrible breath filled out.

The earth deeply collapsed for tens of feet, and countless waves rolled out of the heaven and earth, which collapsed towards the man's face.

"Boom!"

It was also a fury and endless momentum. In the eyes of the Jinjia man who was shocked to the extreme, he stepped on his face.

The head was broken, the plasma was gushing, and the air was filled with strong blood gas.

With one punch and one foot, Shengsheng stepped on a middle-level emperor. The whole world was full of stillness, and even the power of despair shrouded in the mountains was virtually dispersed.

There is only dust and fog in the sky, and only the ancient body is left between the heaven and the earth. It is like an immortal God King, who dominates the world.






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