Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

Zi Tianzun was kicked by Chu Tian with all his strength and almost suffocated.

He vacated the place, his body rotated thousands of degrees in the air, and then his face was shot down on the ground, and he became a cult of the five bodies, and he did not return to God for a long time.

After a long time, Zitian Zun looked up hard, shaking his head and watching Chutian in horror.

"Let...the next kind...you, how could it be, still alive?" Purple Tianzun’s eyes were horrified, and there was a sense of incomprehension. He really didn’t understand why Chutian could live in peace.

This is the aftermath of the lack of combat experience. This guy only cares about the power of the Chu Tian, ​​and he did not pay attention to the state of Chu Tian, ​​nor did he leave the last strain of strength.

Or, in the days of the purple Tianzun under the guards of countless Tianzu soldiers, he does not need to save power?

In front of Zitianzun, Chutianyu reached out and patted his white face with muddy soil. He smiled very gently: "You can't kill me alone, so this time, you should listen to me." of."

Purple Tianzun was silent for a while, and his deep, sneaky glory flashed in his throat. Obviously, he did not know how many split personalities were holding a tight round table in his mind, and he was crazy about how to adapt to the situation at the moment.

All the objects he carried, all kinds of medicinal herbs, all weapons, all kinds of treasures, all the one-time use of debris, thunder fire, etc., were all handed over to Chutian before the gambling.

At this moment, he had nothing but a long gown.

Chu Tian took another shot of Zi Tianzun's cheek. This time he increased his strength and played the purple Tianzun face 啪啪 啪啪 直, and almost hit him to the ground. Chutian said gently: "You seem to want to turn over? Would you give me some time to restore mana?"

"Tianli!" Purple Tianzun looked at Chutian very seriously: "The strength of my celestial being is the most noble force between heaven and earth. It is not a mysterious mana. It is not the spiritual power used by the scorpions. You Be sure to understand the difference."

"Well, do you want to give you time, restore your strength? We can play another game." Chutian changed his tone from the good, he smiled softly, and once again gave the purple Tianzun a few slaps: "Or, Do not fight, we signed a formal peace treaty?"

To be honest, Chu Tian quite wants Zi Tianzun to continue playing.

The black and white lotus flower that was transformed by his life and death was greatly refined by the melting of the heavens and earth furnaces. Even after the division of the heaven and earth furnace, the number of remaining 'the gods' reached enough to cast one. A piece of Lingbao needs.

If Purple Tianzun recovers enough power, how many times such an attack is repeated is not a good thing?

This is clearly a human-shaped material library that is sent to the door. If the consequences are not too serious, Chutian wants to detain him in the emerald cliff, and squeeze his natural strength every day, so that he can continue to provide ‘materials’.

Purple Tianzun maintains a gesture of squatting, and the frequency of the faint light flashes faster and faster in his voice, and the expression on his face becomes extraordinarily weird.

Suddenly, his face twisted and smiled at Chutian. He said in a low voice: "Under the next kind, you have escaped the power of my life and death, but you shouldn't come to a place so close to me! Hey, You all got a wrong thing!"

Purple Tianzun slowly raised his head, and there was only a chaos in his eyes. A madness that made Chu Tian’s cold hair straight up from his eyes, the chaotic spins rapidly, in the purple sky Formed two huge vortexes.

At the same time, Zi Tianzun's eyebrows split a three-inch long, half-inch wide ‘crack’!

It’s not that his skull is really cracked. Instead, there is a crack in his eyebrow that resembles a space passage. Through this channel that shines hundreds of millions of colors, Chutian sees a strange, countless strange light. A magnificent space for rapid spin.

A sharp, screaming cry of the ghosts and screams came from the space, and a strange spurt spewed out of the cracks. The whirl of the rapid rotation was tied to the Chutian eyebrows, and a huge suction from the glory. Gushing out, the horrible suction straight through the heavens and gods, and the spirituality caught the past with the soul of Chutian.

In the heavenly environment of Chutian, a large mouth full of numerous shark-like teeth suddenly appeared, and a crazy suction swept out from the big mouth and turned into a black and white visible to the naked eye. The two-color chain caught the soul of Chutian suspended on the white glass lamp.

Zi Tianzun whispered a smile, his laughter twisted and mad, like a rusty blade rubbing against each other, husky but revealing a bit of uncomfortable sharpness. He grabbed Chu Tian’s wrist with both hands, and he smiled lowly. “You can’t run away. You are mine. Hey, you can’t run away! Let me see, I can be selected as a guest. People, what do you deserve to be valued by her!"

Tianli was exhausted, and Zitianzun’s physical strength was still strong. He grasped Chutian’s wrists with both hands and grabbed his wrist bones, “咔咔’, and made Chu Tian feel a great pain.

Purple Tianzun is filled with a compelling evil force, this power comes from his soul!

Chutian remembered the deaf reminding him, the power of Zitian Zun's origin, blood, life, death, soul!

The power of the soul, this evil is almost incomparable, almost congealed into the power of the dark soul of the essence. This is the true face of Zi Tianzun. This is the real thing of the Zitian Zun after the split personality in his mind is temporarily integrated. Personality, true nature.

Evil, mad, twisted, torn!

A chain of black and white entangled whistling whispers around the soul of Chutian Zhou, and numerous traces of distortion visible around the naked eye surround these chains. Was beaten by a wave of restlessness.

The white glazed lamp is full of faint light, and the green and faint light of the fist is suddenly bright. Hundreds of clear or blurred days on the lamp spurt a large piece of light at the same time, and the power of nature is born out of thin air. Chu Tian’s soul formed a thick enchantment.

The sword of the lamp on the lamppost is the sound of a sword that slams into the clouds. The transparent Sensen swordsman rushes into the sky and smashes a chain.

The broken chains are absorbed by the faint light of the lights, and the lights rotate, and the broken chains are burned out, and the pure power is absorbed by the white glass lamps.

The faint, unfinished heavenly print on the lamp twitched gently, and all the clear traces appeared around the sky. Many days were filled in a very short period of time, and a few more days were printed. A dazzling glare broke out, and it was completely condensed in an instant.