"In the world, there are twelve chosen sons born in total. Now there are only three left in the world, one is you, the other is the sister of Wushuang War Lord, and the other is me..."

The powerful man from the gods said slowly, looking at the young man as if he was scrutinizing his prey.

Hearing these words, the young man's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

For some reason, I had a particularly bad premonition.

"Where are the other nine chosen sons going..."

He asked nervously, calmly.

"The nine chosen sons have been killed by me..."

When the young man heard this sentence, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

He has just successfully transformed and his aura is in full swing.

But even so, he was still firmly suppressed by the other party without realizing it.

Although he had never fought, he had a vague premonition: he was not an opponent.

This premonition made him, who was very esteemed, angry and frightened.

You know, he has just successfully broken the realm.

With every move, you can feel the unparalleled power in your body.

Even in the moment just now, the idea of ​​fighting against the Unparalleled War Lord arose in his heart.

It can be said that at this moment, he is in the strongest state ever.

At the same time, it was also his most confident moment.

But for some reason, when he faced the powerful gods in front of him, a trace of fear appeared inexplicably deep in his heart.

"Now, you should know why I came?"

The powerful god clan stared at the young man and said slowly.

A wisp of solemn and murderous aura emanated from all over his body.

That kind of gaze was extremely firm.

It gives people the feeling that there is nothing in the world, no one can shake his will and spirit.

"What do you mean?"

The young chosen son couldn't help but take a step back.

He had already guessed the other party's purpose and couldn't help but feel shocked.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come.

The opponent killed nine of the same chosen sons in succession, so now I find him, naturally I want to regard him as the tenth place.

"There are too many twelve chosen sons..."

The powerful man from the gods said slowly, staring at the young man with a playful look.

It's like an experienced hunter looking at the prey he chose.

That kind of gaze seemed to have won the opponent.

The calm tone also reveals a lot of confidence and confidence.

"The chaotic times begin, and the will of the Great Dao is about to fall into chaos. We, the son of God, are responsible for the heavy responsibility. We must eliminate the filth and restore a bright world in the world to eradicate all the guys who violate the ethics of the Heavenly Way."

Speaking of this, the powerful gods paused for a moment.

The corners of his mouth gently pursed, and a confident smile appeared.

"The will of the Great Dao selected the twelve sons of the heavenly choice is actually equivalent to raising the Gu. Our twelve sons of the heavenly choice are equally divided into the blessing power of the Great Dao. If we want to become stronger, we have to kill other similar people."

"It is better to let a son of the chosen one enjoy the fortune of the Great Dao into twelve parts. Only in this way can it be possible to fight against the supreme tribes and eliminate the unparalleled war master."

Speaking of this, he sighed helplessly.

It seems that I had no choice but to take this harsh action.

His tone and expression were incompatible with the solemn atmosphere around him.

The two form a sharp contrast, presenting an extremely strange picture.

The young man opposite couldn't help but feel creepy.

The spiritual will of this powerful god clan is certainly extremely tenacious.

But psychologically, it is extremely distorted.

The feeling he gave was somewhat similar to the Tianersha Star he met.

"From ancient times to the present, there will be only one son of the God-Choose in every era. Only by taking advantage of luck can you achieve supreme success. As a similar person, I really don't want to kill you, but there is no way. The God-Choose Son, I am enough..."

While speaking, the powerful gods approached step by step.

"Don't worry, after killing you, I will not forget you. When I eliminate the filth and pacify all directions, I will erect a monument for you and let people from later generations pay tribute to your portraits."

He said this as if he was finalizing his conclusion.

It seemed that he regarded his opponent as a corpse.
Chapter completed!