A long time ago, back to the era of the prehistoric world, humans were not the spirit of all things at that time, countless great witches, powerful aliens, real dragons, beasts, monsters and ghosts were rampant in the world. As the bottom of the food chain, humans were often in a state of slavery. However, in the world, things will turn back when they are extreme, and they will decline when they are extreme. Once the heaven and earth cannot bear such a terrifying saint, they will suffer a great disaster and the five declines of heaven and man.

In ancient times, after experiencing the catastrophe of opening up the heavens and opening up the earth, the dragon and phoenix tribe, the 100,000 great witch tribes, and the return of all the magic tricks to the demon court, the human race rose and continued.

Although humans have continued to this day, they have experienced countless disasters one after another. But now, science has defeated true cultivation. Human beings have explored the universe to the molecular level, and their utilization of all things has reached the extreme, which has brought the arrival of the Dharma-Ending Age and more often it is the power of a group.

All the above are legends. In such a Dharma-Ending Age, as a practitioner, it is undoubtedly sad because we cannot reproduce the glory of our ancestors.

However, if you think about it carefully, if you have such power and without the great concentration as you did before, you will break the balance of the world. I am afraid that the great disaster of heaven and earth will come again.

After experiencing the huge tsunami before, I felt a little more awe of this world, and seeing Kang Keyou who had transformed into a god at this moment, I felt a little more sad.

It should not appear in this world.

Kang Keyou transforms into God, but this so-called God is nothing more than another form of life. It may have the power to fear it, but seeing it gnawing at Busang's head without any scruples and showing that sincere and calm smile on my face, I felt a chill in my heart.

At this time, it is no longer the Kang Keyou I know.

Although Kang Keyu, known as the Blood Hand Maniac, had participated in the massacre of millions, no matter how he was, he was a human, with human thinking and logic, and there were always traces to follow.

And at this moment. Who will know what it will do next?

No one knew, so everyone's hearts were filled with fear of unknown things. Apart from the three close friends who fell to their knees and had this fantasy heart, and a few hardcore people, even most of the people in the Baganda witch sect subconsciously retreated to the back.

Although they have experienced countless cruel and terrifying things, they cannot face such a result in the end.

His own gods ate at their believers without any scruples.

What the hell is this?

Just as everyone was speculating on Kang Keyou's next move, it had already gnawed Busan's head almost done. After washing the brain marrow inside, Kang Keyou squinted his eyes and threw the bone skull to the ground with unfulfilled intentions. He raised his hands and shouted loudly: "Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!"

Of course, this is not in Chinese, but it is not Angkor or Thai, but a communication similar to spiritual resonance.

I could feel a trace of Kang Keyu's will.

It turns out that it is not the dissolution of consciousness, but the rebirth of another meaning. The reason why it does not rule out the fact that eating living people is because it has reached another state in the mind.

In its opinion, it is no longer a human being, and human beings are just their own food.

This is an evolution.

After a word, countless Bagandas who were still suspicious in their hearts immediately fell to the ground. Regardless of the matter, they shouted Kang Keyou's name like a tsunami, mixed with various languages ​​of worship, which made my many companions standing there seem particularly abrupt.

In a place on the left, Bu Yu and Young Master Yi Yun stood together, with their backs against each other, covered in scars.

The little white fox stood alone and looked towards me from afar.

The six elders of the execution hall in Maoshan were touching the place where Elder Liu Xuedao was located, and there were only a handful of white witch monks beside Master Banzhi.

...

After experiencing a big battle, almost everyone was injured. Seeing that Kang Keyou appeared in front of everyone at this moment, everyone felt a little desperate in their hearts.

How will this guy defeat this?

A word shocked the world. Seeing countless humans lying in front of him, Kang Keyou showed a strange and inexplicable smile on his face.

However, when it saw those who were still standing, its face suddenly froze.

In fact, there is still someone who dares not to surrender?

As the authority was established, someone had to use it as a whetstone to show the majesty of the people in power, and at this moment someone just hit the blade.

Kang Keyu's eyes swam and quickly selected the target.

The Tao is honored!

Among countless figures that were standing or kneeling, only the six elders of the Zhengtang were still running. When they moved, they revealed themselves. Kang Keyou licked the white brain and red blood on his palms, smiled slightly, kicked his toes, and the person appeared at the front of the Six elders of the Zhengtang.

It was an old Taoist priest with hair and beards connected together. He was holding a magic sword that was only two feet long, covered with blood.

These old guys stayed in the Valley of Death and practiced hard all day long, and their skin looked particularly white.

Kang Keyou reached out and grabbed it, and the old Taoist priest waved his sword without hesitation.

Above the magic sword, there are flying blood beads.

The old Taoist priest has a very high cultivation level. Each of these six people is only a little worse than the level of the top ten elders on Maoshan, and they are specialized in doing dirty work. In terms of means, it seems to be a little more powerful.

With such confidence, even if the opponent is so strong that he has the courage to fight.

A strong person is a strong person and will never lose his fighting spirit because of anything.

The old Taoist priest with a white beard on his face tried his best to sword, but the magic sword was inexplicably grabbed in his hand by Kang Keyou. He suddenly pinched it. The magic sword that had been sacrificed for no reason, turned into countless pieces in an instant.

For practitioners, the connection between the magic weapon and his body and mind is in a sense like his own organs.

The old Taoist priest immediately vomited blood when his magic sword was damaged. However, before he could react, Kang Keyou's palm appeared in front of his chest.

The palms are as white as jade, as delicate as a little girl's hands.

However, only when facing it in person can you feel the horror behind the beauty.

Although the other five ascetics behind me followed, their arms clamped against each other, clasped each other tightly to resist this sudden attack, when the palm hit the old Taoist priest's desperate arms, I heard a crisp sound of bone shattering.

Logically speaking, I, who is here, cannot hear any movement outside the space, but I really feel it.

Could it be my own brain?

No matter what, the old Taoist priest was hit. After a slight shock, his body suddenly flew towards the sky behind him like a shell.

He was like a parabola, crossing the distant sky and falling into the cold lake.

Due to my vision, I could not see whether the old Taoist priests fell into the water, either dead or alive, but I saw the five slaughtered practitioners who were originally waiting for each other. They were scattered by this blow and fell to the side.

The power of a palm is so terrifying!

After defeating the six elders of Zhengtang with one palm, Kang Keyou did not pursue the victory, but stayed there.

The reason it does this is not out of pity, but intimidation.

Visually speaking, these are two different concepts, and their deterrence to others are very different.

So it shows a gentlemanly demeanor.

After the five ascetic monks in Maoshan got up again, they did not look in the direction of Elder Liu, but faced their opponents seriously.

This is a powerful, terrifying enemy.

Combine the formation!

In an instant, the ascetic monks used the five elements to move, step on the Dou Gang and formed an extremely conservative magic circle.

The formation is based on earth, which is to prepare to resist the terrifying power.

Kang Keyou moved again the moment the opponent united the formation.

Another palm.

A palm that ruined the world, but this time, the five elders of the Zhengtang who were waiting for the formation to withstand this pressure, but the price was that everyone's face was like white paper. There was an age who seemed to be a little younger and blood spurted out again.

At this moment, everyone felt a little despair.

Can they block the first move mean they can block the attack behind? This problem is very difficult and difficult!

And at this moment, there were a few more figures in front of the Five Elements Formation.

I know every figure. They include Qin Bo, Yi Yun Gongzi, cloth fish, little white fox, and Master Banzhi who is stained with blood on white robe.

All the rebellious forces stood up at this moment.

They have to unite, because if they are defeated, they will definitely face death.

When everyone stood in front of Kang Keyu, the guy's face was not surprised at all, but instead felt a sense of ease of saving trouble. Then, he moved again, his figure was like a ghost.

Among the rapidly changing figures, I saw the cloth fish being hit and fell down with a bang. Qin Bo flew backwards, and the little white fox was stepped into the dust by Kang Keyou...

Everything seems so cruel.

But I, as a bystander, looked at the people I cared about the most, and were massacred in front of me!

Do I want to watch them die one by one?

No!

No!
Chapter completed!