Divine Civilization

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"Oh ~"

In the end, it is an undead bone dragon with extremely powerful vitality. As long as the fire of the soul in the skull is not extinguished, it will still be difficult to die after all. It leaned on the unbroken bones, struggling under Wu Hui's feet.

"Yo, there is still a powerful bomb?" Wu Hui's incarnation, the war giant said in standard light bite, "I'm really sorry, I just came down too urgently and accidentally stepped on you little pitiful. Hey, who told you to grow too small and too thin? "

He was embarrassed with his mouth, but the huge and terrifying war giant slowly lifted his feet and stomped on them again.

"Click!"

A bang.

This foot stepped directly on the head of the undead bone dragon. Undead Bone Dragon's only intact cranium was immediately trampled to pieces, and the faint green soul fire was directly exposed to the air.

At this moment, the undead bone dragon suddenly couldn't even hold it.

Wu Hui didn't think it was enough. He just crushed it with his toes and crushed the broken skull into pieces.

The two green-green soul fires of the Undead Bone Dragon flashed and finally went out completely.

A 7th-level undead bone dragon actually died like this.

In this world, I am afraid that no undead bone dragon died more humiliating and worse than it.

"Eh? Dead?" Wu Hui lifted his feet and whispered in surprise, "Why is this dead? I'm not working hard yet ~ I'm really sorry."

There was silence in the valley.

Black, who was hiding in the dark, looked at the undead bone dragon that was almost stomped into fragments, and looked up at the war giant higher than the hillside. God comes.

violence! Too violent!

He couldn't believe it. A 7th-level undead bone dragon was so understated and killed, and the original figure didn't even start to exert force.

This strength is too strong, right? !!

Such a majestic, so domineering war giant, I, Black, must chant for him. He looked back at Wu Hui, and couldn't help but sigh again. The elder brother's poetry skills were far above me, but unfortunately he couldn't feel it.

"Huh ~ War Giant. Looks like today's things, I'm afraid there is nothing better to do."

At the same time, the undead lord who was at the scene had no idea that the war giant who had emerged from the kingdom of God had killed the undead bone dragon without a word, and was immediately shaken by the fire of the soul.

"You've seen it all ~ Are you still smart?"

Wu Hui looked at him with a smile, but his eyes were cold and full of ridicule.

From the moment the decision was made, the power of the undead was used to put Black on the throne of the Earl, and he never thought about good. Not to mention, this little hair **** called "The Lord of the Undead" actually hurt his men and snatched believers from him, which is even more unforgivable.

Today, since this consciousness has come, don't go back.

He was too lazy to talk to the undead Lord's consciousness and incarnate, lifted his leg, and stepped directly on the lingering figure of death.

The height of the human race also reached the ankle of the war giant. When this powerful foot was trampled down, there was a tendency of Mount Tai to slam the wind, and even the surrounding rocks were lifted out.

The war giant's way of fighting is so direct and direct, every part of the body is their weapon.

"presumptuous!"

The undead lord was half angrily angry, and even the fire of the soul in his eye socket was burning.

Since becoming a god, he has not suffered a loss. The Angel Army of the Bright God had hurt him for a while. If it hadn't been for his escape, the kingdom of God would have been demolished together.

But that's the **** of light!

This one in front of him is just a war giant who does not have level 9 and dare to be so rude to him. Is it true that his undead lord is incomprehensible? !!

With a wave of the scepter in his hand, the divine power accumulated over the years in the idol burst out.

Instantly, a dark vortex appeared behind him, and suddenly, a team of death knights whistled out of the vortex and rushed towards the war-like giant like a hill.

These death knights wore forest bones, and their Majesty's horses and four-hooves stepped on the fire. The horses hoared loudly when they rushed, and they were astonishing.

Behind the death knight, two other undead dragons fluttered out with wings fluttering, a word of Long Yan sprayed at the war giant.

"Good job."

Wu Hui's heart is full of excitement. He feels like using this incarnation of war giant as if the driver is in control of Gundam. But he still has a lot more freedom than a human driving Gundam.

The massive army of undead is even more fearless, and the whole valley is as dense as a locust. When one batch is dead, another batch is added instantly.

The horrible undead army soon drowned the war giant hill-like figure.

For a time, the whole valley was shaking, and the painful roar of the undead army, the howling of the wind, and the "boom" from the collapse of the rocks were everywhere.

Saint Luke and Liliana originally wanted to help. As a result, they were besieged by the death knight, and they could not escape. Then, they did not check and were buried in the collapsed rocks. They could not help but add chaos. Support each other before leaving the war circle before talking.

Now that they have been exhausted, they can only wait for the outcome of this war.

"Oh ~"

The strength of the war giant is much higher than that of the undead creatures. The death knight basically punches one, one foot, and one pile. Once he is caught, the undead bone dragon can't escape being trampled.

"Hehe ~ This feeling is blasty." Wu Hui has actually done it for the first time. Although I do not know any combat skills, there is no combat experience.

Just by the instinct of the war giant's body, it's the same feeling as playing mowing grass.

Wu Hui grew more and more playful, and from time to time came a "big move" that trampled and rolled over.

Just a few minutes later, the number of undead armies in the valley has been reduced by more than half. The death knight has only a dozen sparse pulls, and two undead bone dragons have only one left.

The incarnation of the undead lord's consciousness was also swept away by Wu Hui. At this moment, his chest was sunken, his legs were broken, his mouth was bloodshot, and his face was almost white.

And Wu Hui, although he was scratched with a lot of blood on his body, and his face was scratched by the dragon claws, looked a little bit embarrassed, but basically he was slightly injured and did not affect the battle at all.

He moved his wrist joint, and hehe smiled at the consciousness of the undead lord and walked over.

"This is impossible! Even a war giant cannot be so powerful."

The soul of the undead lord's soul flickered, and his expression was shocked and incredible.

He didn't expect the Undead Army to directly kill the war giant, but just wanted to rely on the Undead Army to stop his footsteps, kill his power, and kill him with a shadowy move when he was exhausted.

But why, after going through a fierce battle for more than half an hour, he was so energetic, as if he would not be tired at all.

"Hey ~ The war giant is born with strength, what can I do?"

Wu Hui smiled slightly.

To be honest, he was also a little surprised. This body is born just for war. It absorbs free energy in the air at an alarming rate. Although it consumes a lot of energy during the battle, it still has more than half of its power.

Could it be that the war giant is really one of the most powerful races in the universe? The overall strength of this lord of death, looking fierce, is actually like a paper tiger, and it will be broken at the first poke.

In fact, this is what Wu Hui wants.

The death lord is terribly powerful, but after all, only the consciousness has fallen on a level 7 strongman, which is still far worse than a real level 8 creature.

What's more, Wu Hui's war giants are the top fighting races in the universe, some rare sea giants, alpine giants, etc. in the light plane, but they are all descendants of the blood of war giants.

It is therefore normal to see such a result.

Wu Hui used to be more and more excited, but now he is still in a very hi state, so he will not talk nonsense with him anymore.

"Come and come, what last words can be accounted for as soon as possible." Wu Hui patted and flew the undead bone dragon that rushed up and stopped, and slapped the consciousness of the undead lord's consciousness and shot it.

"Just because you are a little Mao God in the corner, dare to oppose the great light master!"

Immediately after the surging palm wind was released, it turned into a giant palm composed of energy and volleyed down. Palm wind 凛冽, there is a tendency to landslide.

"Hmm ~! It's just a war giant. I thought it would kill Ben. This is too naive!"

The undead Lord's face did not change even a little, and with a change of heart, the crown above his head suddenly burst into black rays.

At the next moment, the physical body of Lord Solo's sacrifice was taken off as if it were a piece of clothing, still photographed with the palm of Wu Hui, and the physical body was made into a mud of meat.

The dark crown took the opportunity to wrap up a human figure and flew out of the flesh, then disappeared into the air in a blink of an eye.

In the void, there came a voice with endless hatred and anger: "Today's enemies! Benjun will be reported in the future! Wait for Benjun!"

Wu Hui glanced at the place where the crown disappeared, and his expression didn't even change.

It's all God. Who doesn't know God's means?

As soon as he came down, he guarded against the undead lord, and had already enchanted the enchantment around the valley.

Revenge?

Have the ability to escape and say. Poor little Mao god, he could not see this war giant at all, and he was not a real war giant at all. It is nothing but a vest of gods.

He held the time in his heart and silently began the countdown: three, two, one ...

"Bang ~!"

A muffled noise came from the edge of the valley.

Immediately, he cursed irritably, "Damn! How could there be a magical enchantment in this place?"

In the cursing sound, a dark crown emerged from the air uncontrollably, and slammed into the enchantment one after another, trying to break away from the enchantment to escape birth.

Wu Hui sneered, flickering, and appeared in the blink of an eye on the edge of the valley, grabbing the dark crown.

And the phantom in the black light.

The giant palm of the war giant was pinched fiercely, and the black crown made of unknown materials was suddenly pinched into a ball of metal **** with fingerprints in a harsh "click" sound.

And that phantom was screaming that Wu Hui was stripped directly from the crown.

"Ben Jun warns you, this is just a ray of soul of Ben Jun, if you ..."

Xu Ying struggled to threaten Wu Hui, but before he finished speaking, Wu Hui was imprisoned with divine power and came directly to a soul-searching technique.

Wu Hui knows the principle that the villain died of too much talk and that the decent died of dog blood.

Now that I've caught a ray of soul from the other side, naturally I won't let it go easily. If you can come up with some useful information, such as this old nest hidden by Mao God, of course, it would be the best.

It's a pity that the other party is a soul-splitter who can see the Shinto guy after all. Wu Hui just used the means to search for the soul.

The guy screamed frantically: "Divine enchantment, soul hunting, you, you are not a giant of war. Hahaha, I didn't expect, I didn't expect, you also have today. Remember what you did to me in the first place? This account, I will definitely find you. "

"boom!"

A pure energy exploded and Wu Hui's giant hands were all eroded by the chill of death.

"The response was pretty fast."

Wu Hui was a bit regretful. The guy noticed something was wrong and blew up. For the message in his soul, Wu Hui only captured a scale claw in an instant.

However, it was this message of scale claws that surprised Wu Hui. This Mao God seems to have a lot of grudges with the old Bright God.

But Wu Hui was a bit strange. He also inherited a lot of memory fragments from the old **** of light, but he never had any memories of the Lord of the Undead.

From this, it can be inferred that either there is no such thing or Wu Hui has not inherited those memories.

No, wait!

Wu Hui seemed to remember something, and there seemed to be such a thing in the memory fragment of the old bright god. It was during a certain period of time that the pope of the light plane daily reported that an undead demon had emerged from the mainland recently. The arrogance and arrogance were very high, and the tide that was rolled up would almost swallow up the entire light plane.

Wu Hui thought hard.

Ok! Yes.

Wu Hui did inherit this trivial memory of the old bright god. The reason why I couldn't think of it for a while and a half was because the old bright **** of the time did not take this matter as a major matter at all.

Instead, as if dealing with a small daily task, he took an angel army from the fighting front and let them go back to the old nest to handle this trivial matter.

After that, the memory is a bit fuzzy. Wu Hui can remember that the old **** of light at that time accepted the feedback from Her Majesty's Angel Army, and successfully completed the task and the like, and then there is no memory of this part.

Obviously, the old **** of light regarded the undead hair **** as a disease of ringworm and rash, and he resolved it. It's like a high-speed truck that killed a little mouse blocking the road. Who cares?

It can also be seen how powerful the power of the old bright **** was.

But now it seems that the Angel Corps does not seem to be doing a good job, and it still has such a hidden danger. To the old **** of light, that little hair **** is an ant who can pinch to death at any time.

But for Wu Hui, it's different. Even if it is a little hair **** that has been hit hard and cannot hide like a mouse, it is really the biggest enemy right now.

But compared to thinking about this trivial matter of Mao God, Wu Hui was not the most worried after knowing what kind of enemy he was facing.

In fact, Wu Hui still doesn't know what kind of existence he is fighting against the old light god? With the strength of the old bright god, he would eventually end up in this place ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ In the memory he inherited, he could not find even a trace of clues. I am afraid those memories have been deleted or sealed by the old **** of light by special means.

It's nothing to think about.

The boat is naturally straight to the bridgehead. Right now, it is most important to start farming honestly. Although the process of this war is a bit tortuous today, the results are the same.

The forces of darkness were pulled out, and Black successfully became the count.

Then the whole thorn collar, isn't he Wu Hui? Let the wind be the wind, and the rain be the rain. Thinking of this, Wu Hui had the urge to laugh three times.

Liliana aside, the original performance of the war giant is still very adored. But after suddenly seeing the giant win, he stood still stupidly and grinned.

Hehe ~ I'm afraid this war giant is not a fool?

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