Chapter 1627
Chapter 1627 - Power of Destiny
It just didn't feel right.
The feeling grew stronger and stronger.
Who would help them?
Long Fei's father?
Impossible, he was in the Infernal Realm, he wouldn't even be here.
So it definitely wasn't him.
Who could it be?
Even when Li Yuanba thought of everything, he still could not figure out who would help them. Furthermore, when this power smashed against him, he still felt that there was something strangely familiar about it.
There was a sense of familiarity with this power.
The power of the Destiny God.
They had released it once in the Kunlun Sect, but that time, they were unable to sense the poison even more clearly.
"However."
Li Yuanba's reaction to power surpassed everything else.
He felt that this power was not ordinary. "Who is it?"
He let out another shout.
The gigantic figure from the ninth heaven revealed a sinister smile and then disappeared.
The Fatmen Chen laughed: Brother Yuan Ba, since he's someone who helped us, who cares who he is, hahaha!
The Arhat also said indifferently, "That's right, if not for his strength, we wouldn't have been able to kill Zhan Wushuang. It's a little strange. "
Since the first wave of heavenly tribulation energy had entered Zhan Wushuang's forehead, a white light suddenly exploded and covered Zhan Wushuang's body, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.
He did not know whether Zhan Wushuang was dead or alive.
This was completely different from the bombardment of heavenly tribulation.
How strange!
However.
At that moment, everyone thought that Zhan Wushuang was about to die.
Xuanyuan tribe's man was cheering and celebrating.
The disciples of the fairyland of tower question of god were all incomparably depressed, and they were all slowly moving to the back. With Zhan Wushuang's death, there was no need for them to continue, nor was there a need to throw their lives away.
Who would die for a dying man?
The tower master of the tower question of god also shivered in his heart and said slightly: "What a pity, what a pity."
"Zhan Wushuang, tell me, why didn't you enter the ancient holy battlefield?"
"If I had entered the ancient holy battlefield, there wouldn't be so many things. Not even my share. "
owner of tower question of god was a little angry.
He also felt that Zhan Wushuang would definitely die this time.
The power released by the Eight King Kong had completely exceeded his expectations. These eight people could not be easily provoked, so even when Zhan Wushuang was attacked, he did not intervene.
He didn't want to take another attack of the heavenly tribulation.
And then there was Zhan Wushuang.
The first power surged into the space between his eyebrows. He was extremely unhappy and his anger soared to the heavens, but … A sound transmission entered his body at this moment. His eyes suddenly shook as he sneered sinisterly.
His entire body immediately gave up resisting.
Zhan Wushuang's heart was in ecstasy, "Come, come!"
"Bring out your strongest power."
"Hahaha …"
The god's shield was frantically absorbing the energy that was pouring into his body.
He was like a mad demon.
The white light became thinner and thinner.
It was continuously being absorbed by him.
As for Zhan Wushuang, he was even more of a madman. He wouldn't absorb a single bit of it himself, as all of it would be absorbed by the god's shield.
The god's shield itself was a main artifact.
The God Power could make him release an even stronger power, which was beyond imagination. The God Power that the God of Fate infused was the power of main god.
god's shield were like greedy mosquitoes as they crazily devoured the food.
Zhan Wushuang could clearly feel that the energy within the god's shield was expanding, crazily strengthening, and he was becoming more and more excited as well.
Mad laughter rang out from within the white light.
Everyone shivered.
Li Yuanba's face changed, "Something's wrong."
The other Eight King Kong s also felt it.
"His strength... is expanding, becoming stronger, this, this, how is this possible? " Oya frowned.
The Sky Spirit looked at the sky and muttered, "That power is indeed a little familiar. It's as if I've seen it somewhere."
Suddenly.
Li Yuanba's eyes were filled with anger, his body suddenly trembled, "Fate Judgement!"
seven king kongs was startled.
When they thought about the judgement power of destiny that could destroy almost everything in the Kunlun Sect, their faces suddenly turned pale.
"Destiny God!"
"The power of the Destiny God."
"It's him!"
"Cluck, cluck, cluck …"
Everyone gritted their teeth. In Kunlun Sect, their cultivations were all at least at the Seal, but the power of Fate's judgement, the kind of pressure that everyone remembered in their hearts.
Every single one of them hated Destiny God to the bone.
However...
They did not think that before they could seek revenge, the power of the Destiny God would appear once again.
Seeing that the white halo on Zhan Wushuang's body was becoming thinner and thinner, and that the strength of his body was becoming thicker and thicker, Li Yuanba suddenly roared out, "Quickly run, quickly run, quickly leave this place, quickly …"
The power of the Eight King Kong was almost used up when he released the heavenly tribulation.
They no longer had the strength to summon the heavenly tribulation.
Moreover.
Even if he summoned out the heavenly tribulation, it wouldn't be able to harm a single hair on Zhan Wushuang's body.
They knew it very well.
The God of Fate borrowed their god's suffering force and poured a powerful force into Zhan Wushuang's body. This power … They couldn't resist at all.
The only option left now was to flee!
Xuanyuan Xiong was startled.
Xuanyuan tribe's man also had a look of bewilderment.
They had obviously suppressed Zhan Wushuang, why did they have to run?
"What's there to run for?"
"Why are you running?"
"Zhan Wushuang is about to die."
Xuanyuan Xiong looked at Li Yuanba and asked: "King Kong, what happened?"
Li Yuanba descended from the sky, "Boom!"
It landed not far from Zhan Wushuang.
Next.
The other seven king kongs s all descended and surrounded Zhan Wushuang. Li Yuanba shouted out loud: "I don't have a world to explain, all of you run, quickly leave this Secret World, quickly!"
In the end, he almost roared.
Xuanyuan Xiong roared out, and said: "Let's go!"
"Get out of here!"
Xuanyuan Xiong looked at the faintly discernible figure of Zhan Wushuang within the white light and his heart shivered, "Could it be that Zhan Wushuang is still not dead?"
Immediately.
Xuanyuan Xiong also shouted loudly: "Retreat! Retreat to Secret World!"
"Faster!"
The numerous Xuanyuan tribe's man quickly retreated. If Zhan Wushuang truly did not die, then his strength was too terrifying.
"Ahh, ha, ha …"
"Ahh, ha, ha …"
A sinister and terrifying laughter rang out.
"You want to escape?"
"Humph!"
"Xuanyuan Xiong, today, your Xuanyuan nationality will be exterminated here."
"And your Eight King Kong, all of you have to die, hahaha …" Zhan Wushuang laughed sinisterly.
The Black Knife moved.
"Even if you want to die, you have to die first!"
The black Blade Qi flashed across the sky, and with a condense, it formed a gigantic Black Knife, slashing towards the top of Zhan Wushuang's head.
"Rumble!"
A loud sound echoed out.
Also at this moment, the white halo surrounding Zhan Wushuang's body completely disappeared. Raising his eyes slightly, he looked at the black Blade Qi that was hacking down from above his head, and then moved his fingers.
"Buzz!"
Two fingers clamped down onto the gigantic black Blade Qi, Zhan Wushuang laughed disdainfully: "You will all die!"