The God of Destruction

This time, his brother Lin Ao was not with Li Qianqian, which made Lin Yi suspicious.

"killed!"

At this point, Pan Chen looked at this guy, but he was out of control, his eyes were red, and he looked at Lin Yi and others. Anyway, this guy is not our own.

Speaking of which, he must match himself after all.

He seems to have a good relationship with Leo. Pan Chen did not know that he was Jeremy Lin's brother, but in his eyes, he felt a sense of murder.

It was this intention of murder that angered Pan Chen completely, and he was not fully awake.

Ten square feet of murderous fists came out.

A virtual shadow that kills the gods, a virtual shadow that respects the devil, and all the people are together and bombarded with the power of boxing.

Those weak people, in this fear and death, almost feel that they can no longer breathe.

boom!

One punch, one punch.

Between breathing, several people died from Pan Chen's killing fist.

Lin Yi was furious. This **** made it first. Before he got into trouble, he actually killed so many of his own people.

"damn it!"

Lin Yi's eyes suddenly burst into a fierce breath.

With a long knife in his hand, he chopped down towards Pan Chen, and the blade became the essence. His momentum has climbed to the extreme, the level of divinity, is also the strength of Shenzhou, the first level of divinity, like Zhao Yulan.

And he is already the pinnacle of the kingdom of the gods, with only a trace of a trace, one opportunity can cross this threshold and enter the second level of the spirit realm.

The surging mana was cut off by the knife, and the mana condensed the spirit of horror.

The space is shattered, this knife seems to come from the world of irresistible knives, pure knives, knives.

However, in front of Pan Chen's terrible magic hand, this is still not good.

Pan Chen ’s magical hand unleashes endless power, making Pan Chen feel that he is the first person in the world. Anyone who blocks himself is a murderer, and this world can be killed.

Two powerful forces collided with each other, and Pan Chen's fist was struck by Lin Yi's knife.

The spirit of the knife shattered immediately, Pan Chen's fists coagulated together to kill, but did not spread at all, punching Lin Yi in the chest.

The force of violence rushed into Lin Yi's body instantly.

Lin Yi's eyes widened widely, the whole person stepped back a few steps, his face pale to the extreme, and then a spur of blood spurted out. He couldn't stand it.

"What a terrible practice this is. Are you the one who killed God and the white family?" Lin Yi looked at Pan Chen, this person, the realm did not look high, but the fifth floor of Yuan Kingdom, But his strength actually reached such a terrible point.

evil?

Bai Jia, Bai Jia came out of such a diabolical genius, I am afraid that the power to kill God was not as strong as this young man.

Watching Pan Chen step toward him, Lin Yi became very dignified.

A panacea, taken in a hurry, killing poisonous gas, his poisonous gas is terrible.

And his right hand is very different from the other left hand. The left hand does not seem to release the power, but his right hand is terrible, as if it is the devil's hand.

I only saw Pan Chen holding it with one hand.

Click!

auzw.com A stone pillar was scratched by a living person, growled, and fell.

Lin Yi is very clear about the hard stone pillars, that is to break through again and reach the sacred state of the second floor, even the third floor, or even the fourth floor, it is impossible to break the stone pillars easily. ,

"Crazy, magic?" Lin Yi's face is solemn. Is this guy trying to practice and be charmed by magic?

Thinking of this, Lin Yi's mouth twitched. What the **** was raised by this bitch, trapped in the devil. If normally, he was very happy to see such a terrible genius turned into magic.

But now, he is not happy, his little life is in danger, this guy, caught in the devil, aimed at himself unexpectedly.

"Li Qianqian, you and me went up to stop him." Lin Yi, let his people get together, and said to Li Qianqian.

"no way"

"Impossible, do you want to die together?" Lin Yi heard it and said angrily: "Don't you think he is crazy, crazy?" His power is so terrible, and this spirit of killing, I don't know how many people have united, I am afraid there are not ten million people. Such a big devil, if you do n’t kill him here, do you still want him to go out and hurt the entire ancient land? "

"Click!"

Pan Chen fought a few martial arts in close proximity and walked towards Lin Yi one step at a time.

Lin Yi brought not many people. The rest of them, one after another, dared not die, kept going back, and dared not move forward. ,

This person is unexpectedly so powerful, I am afraid that the combat power has reached the late stage of the sacred state, and may even be more powerful.

"kill!"

Pan Chen shouted, the terrible killing was released, and his right hand was surrounded by dark souls. This spirit began to change, and it became more and more solid, and the power became more and more terrible.

boom!

In another punch, a martial artist was bombed, and the force of terror hit the wall, which was hit deeply.

"Devil! It's self-righteous to fix it!"

At this time, a loud voice appeared.

A bald head appeared in front of him.

The monk is a monk.

The monk was wearing a coarse cloth, holding a Milo stick in one hand, and a string of beads in the other hand, which exploded immediately, forming a large character of "headed stride" and flew towards Pan Chen.

Pan Chen clenched his fist with his right hand and bombarded it violently. The devil's terrible spirit condensed the devil's head, and the devil's face was fierce, making a terrible voice.

Suddenly collided with the huge word "Swagger".

boom!

After a while, the explosion exploded, the light was too big, and people couldn't open their eyes.

Pan Chen was shocked a few steps.

The monk also vomited blood in the corner of his mouth.

"It's really a devil, so powerful, today I'm going to drive you away, don't let you hurt your life!" The monk said as he spit out blood and fell on Milo stick in his hand. A Buddha on the Milo stick opened his eyes, and the golden light gleamed in a flash.

Buddha number, sutra, read from the mouth of the Buddha.

The speed of the Buddha's reading is getting faster and faster. He is still spinning around Pan Chen as if there are countless Buddhist scriptures reading.

"Ah, **** bald donkey, die!" Pan Chen growled, his right hand swelled several times, his nails straightened a lot, sharp, like a scary blade.

state!

The Buddha was shot one by one.

Every time he blasted the Buddha, the monk spit out blood, shook his body, took a step back, and turned pale. ..