At the critical moment, there was only a "bang" sound, and the spaces in front, back, left and right trembled heavily.

A panic came from the air: "What's going on?"

"Damn it, why did my body break for no reason? This is the person who is here in person. Where is the Shen Yutian Guan? Hurry up and help me heal."

"Be careful, there are many thin filaments in the sky, very thin, thinner than a single atom, but they can cut off our divine body. It's a hell."

Zhang Nanmi fell in front of Luo Yang, and saw his arms wrapped in thick armor. At this moment, the armor suddenly scattered into pieces and fell to the ground. Judging from the cut surface, it turned out to be a very rare armor-titanium divine gold.

That's not all. There is a layer of metal arm guard in the thick armor, which shines brightly and falls to the ground. Surprisingly, there is a layer of arm guard inside this arm guard.

All ten layers of arm guards collapsed, and a trace of blood oozed out of the corner of Zhang Nanmi's mouth, but she was in good spirits and said with a smile: "Fortunately, since you dare to come, you must be prepared to pay a heavy price."

"Good job, follow me to charge." Lin Tianbao rushed out, Hua Luo laughed strangely, stepped on a war crow and soared into the air, and the other members showed their power.

It doesn’t matter how many enemies are. Everyone has the courage to be a man who can’t help but win. Since the war is about to start now, then the sun and moon will be gone.

Luo Yang's men are very good at fighting and are becoming more and more warlike. The quality shown on the battlefield is extremely high. How could they miss this great opportunity in front of you? Those gods with broken bodies want to recover without paying the price? First of all, I have to ask Meng Weiyang, a large-scale illusion was generated, and the gods in the war nest time and space fought themselves, which opened the eyes of Niu Yanfang and the other four.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoman was slightly stunned, and a familiar face appeared in front of him, and green light radiated from his body, even the aura of power was so familiar.

"What? Are you going to stop me?" Zhang Xiaoman, an undead clan, raised an eyebrow: "If you want to restrain your vitality, you can't even be a withered straw in front of me."

"Accept your fate! Live without a soul, like a puppet. When time and space merge, we will be one!" Zhang Xiaoman said.

"My consciousness disappears, your consciousness remains, and you live with a soul? Is it meaningful? Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect that I have this kind of talent, staring at me and telling lies! Whoever keeps who dies depends on his ability." Zhang Xiaoman, the undead tribe, transformed, showing a gloomy world, withered plants everywhere, the flowers are crying, the grass is in pain, the trees are moaning and sobbing, and the intention of death is layered and rendered.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Xiaoman shone brightly around her, green mountains and green waters flowed for a long time, gathering a prosperous forest, and the unstoppable vitality rose like a green beast pounced on her.

This is the combat mode that the god-level should have. Seeing Niu Yanfang and the Rolling Dragon suddenly became novice. They felt that the group of war angels they had finally made was like toys and was not worth laughing at.

God is a god, with its splendor and earth-shaking style. With a move, it is full of auras. Even if there is no power of rules to control, it can still turn decay into magic and show the ultimate scene of biological evolution.

The collision between the withered world and the vitality world has exceeded the world's understanding of the super-powered realm. However, both Zhang Xiaoman felt that he was reluctant to do so.
Chapter completed!