I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

The battle of the gods opened. Early the next morning, when the gate of heaven opened by Jiang Feng's sword was completely consolidated, and even the gate of heaven could be seen from the world, the gods fell directly!

　　 Those gods, between their gestures, are the tornadoes sweeping thousands of miles, as if to destroy everything in the world!

　　Leaded by Jiang Feng, all monks from the Yuanying Realm of the Ten Thousand Races and above are all rushing forward!

　　 In the battlefield, all the monks of the ten thousand races of the Nascent Soul realm and above have been assembled!

　　 As for the heavenly court, except for the **** king, all the gods in the godly court are attracted!

　　 This is the last battle. Ten thousand races will be destroyed if they win, and all races will be slaves if they win, and there will be no chance of turning over again for hundreds of millions of years, or even forever!

　　 The real dragon led the dragon family to fly in the air, and the shadows of the dragons covered the sky and the sun. The real dragon family alone fought against the sea **** holding the trident.

　　Phoenix, riding yellow, ferocious... a legendary ancient alien beast roared, rushing forward, and the whole world reverberated with their roars.

　　The world martial artist is headed by the Chen clan. The man rolls up his sleeves, while the woman pulls up his skirts, shaking the sky with fists.

　　 The Confucian sage led his disciples to browse through the books, one by one, the wind blowing through the battlefield, adding BUFFs to the ten thousand races on the battlefield.

　　 It turns out that the sound of books is so eloquent and moving, who says that a scholar is a useless scholar?

　　 The Taoist old man riding a green bull flicked the dust, and together with his disciples, at the feet of the ten thousand people, there were rivers of time!

　　 The Buddha Arhat moved forward with a golden body and fought with the martial artist. The old monk led the little monk to recite the scriptures. The golden lotus blossomed out of thin air, and the golden lotus fell into the long river of Taoism, attracting the vision of the Dao!

　　The monks of the Yin-Yang family set up a magic circle, reversed cause and effect, renewed their souls, and even exchanged their lives for their lives, and exchanged their lives for the life of the Wufu Jianxiu!

　　 Physician monk heals the bones of life, and the poisonous **** invades the golden body.

　　 Everyone knows that this is a battle with no retreat!

　　 No one thinks he can go back alive.

　　The gods were crushed! Ten thousand people broke up a **** with an unknown number of lives!

　　 And the Protoss would never have thought that the Ten Thousand Clan under Heaven, whom they regarded as ants, would be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with them, stand in front of them, and be qualified to fight against them, and even fell into a disadvantage!

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Just when the gods were bombarded and killed, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a tribulation was chopped down, and the earth was cut apart, and the mountains and rivers shook.

　　 Above the sky, two men and three women stand side by side! They are all humanoids, one holding a thunder ball, one holding a spear, one holding a long sword, and one holding a jade flute.

　　They are the five gods under the throne of gods. The five gods are ranked in no particular order. Everyone is the closest to the king of gods!

　　 When the five great gods came, the morale of the protoss rose even more. Although it was a little uncomfortable why they didn't make an early move, but now it is like a life-saving straw, which makes people reluctant to let go.

　　 But many gods have a bad impression of the **** named Yan Zhi holding a long sword!

　　 If it hadn't been for Zhi Zhi to teach such a perverted apprentice, and to create a new path of cultivation for those ants in the lower realm, there would be so many things now.

　　 However, even though those gods felt upset, they were only upset. They didn't blame this stubbornness.

　　Because the self-esteem of being a **** will never push the wrong things off to others. This is a manifestation of extremely incompetent!

　　Will my **** blame others for being weak?

　　 "But ants!"

　　 The man holding the thunderball let out a soft cry, raised the thunderball in his hand, above the sky, the sun was covered by dark clouds, and lightning was looming behind the clouds.

　　 "Fall!"

　　 Thunderball man waved his big hand, and with the sound that resounded throughout the world, a flash of lightning smashed into the densest place of the **** alliance, and it was bound to turn the gods into powder!

　　 For the Thunderball man, being surrounded by a group of slaves, these so-called gods, it is better to die. Once the gods die, their divine power will return to the gods. After more than 100,000 years, new gods will appear.

　　 And when the thunder robbery that was as strong as a hill hit the ground, in the camp of the **** alliance, tens of thousands of flying swords passed through the air at the same time!

　　 These sword repairs are the sum of all the Nascent Soul Stage and above of the Human Race and the Monster Race. If this batch of sword repairs die, then the sword repair with the highest realm among the ten thousand races is nothing more than a golden core!

　　 The leader of more than 10,000 sword repairers was he who wore a white coat.

　　He stood under the thunder robbery, with a horizontal sword in front of him, and the strong wind was blowing his blue silk.

　　 A sword swung!

　　 The ice-cold sword gas turned into an ice-colored rainbow and rushed toward the thunder robbery!

　　 In an instant, that thunder tribulation was actually frozen into a huge "ice branch and leaf" that fell from the sky and tried to touch the earth!

　　 "Kill!"

　　 "For the human race!"

　　 "For the girl!"

　　 "For Nuno..."

　　 Jiang Feng is like a totem. The moment Jiang Feng appeared on the battlefield, the morale of the ten thousand races rose to an extreme, like meeting the so-called **** king, and he could bite off a piece of his flesh.

　　 The battle became more and more fierce, and the world's tens of thousands and the gods carried out the final fight.

　　 One after another gods fell, one by one the world-famous monks died!

　　 This war lasted for an unknown amount of time!

　　 Under the influence of the battle, I don't know how many ordinary people died.

　　 The patriarch of the Chen clan dies with the golden elephant spirit with a punch~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Starting from the ground at the feet of the patriarch of the Chen clan, cracks appear in all of them! The initial prototype of Xun Xianzhou split and opened!

　　 Jiang Feng fought with the Thunderball man and the gods holding the big sword. After hundreds of rounds, Jiang Feng shot down, and the two gods split into two, and they all dissipated!

　　 In the end, they were so unbelievable that their divine body collapsed!

　　 And because of Jiang Feng's sword, Wan Jianzhou was separated from that whole piece of land, but it left countless sword auras.

　　 The phoenix fell and shattered a place. The place was separated and named Wutong.

　　 Until the end, all the gods have fallen, and the monks of the ten thousand races are not two. On the sky, he is dressed in white. After many years, he finally saw her again and stood in front of him.

　　 The faint sword sound of the ice and snow long sword in Jiang Feng's hand, like the continuous excitement after slashing the gods, is more like greeting a friend.

　　 "What's your name?"

　　 The woman holding a golden rapier curled her eyes to look at him bathed in golden blood, and smiled softly.

　　 Like the original appearance, a woman like that handed out two steamed buns for the hungry boy and asked his name.

　　 "Jiang Feng."

　　 The grown-up boy answered like this.

　　 "The river of the river, the maple of the maple tree."

　　 The woman smiled and said:

　　 "I like your name very much."

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