But.

No matter how much Gong Hao was reluctant to regret and struggled and roared, he could not suppress the supreme true body that fell off... After all, he and Han Dai were at a disadvantage, and it was already extremely difficult to resist the two-winged God of the Underworld, let alone this decisive attack.

He can do nothing,

Han Dai was also extremely weak and could not block the killing of the two-winged God.

"Is it?"

"Death is inevitable? The nightmare is finally coming? Could it be that the first human race to fall since the war started, is the Han Dynasty?"

Gong Haoyi was in great pain.

His heart seemed to be bearing the pain of the Nine Nether Hell, tearing his soul and burying his mind, causing the deepest part of his life to roar with the most mournful and sad unyielding roar.

The human race will never give up!

The human race must be eternal!

But no matter whether you can really see the light or get hope... the cold age will eventually fall!

"No!"

Gong Haoyi couldn't help but moan, and couldn't help but close his eyes, unwilling to witness Han Dai's tragic death with his own eyes.

"Terrent!"

"Detective death is your final outcome!"

The two-winged God of Nether howled wildly, causing evil polymers to riot around, swaying the surrounding voids to evolve into dark abyss, dragging the sky to fall into the infinite hell!

In the cold generation of human race, we must die!

Swish!

The pair of wings that rotated with each other were swift and violent and extremely evil. They first shattered all Han Dai's secret methods of protecting and damaging, and then collapsed the battle robe that Han Dai was wearing, and finally penetrated the chest of Han Dai's supreme human race!

Bang!

The blood of the supreme true body is splashing everywhere.

"die!"

The eyes of the two-winged God of Netherworld are filled with cruelty. He activates a pair of hanging black wings and continues to rotate at high speed. He will turn into a collapse of Han Dynasty's supreme true body, causing him to die completely!

With just one rotation, the cold generation will be wiped out!

"Huh."

"I'm going to die?"

"The Prison Clan's Underworld God has not yet been destroyed, how can I die? How dare I die?"

Han Dai felt regret in his heart. Unlike other practitioners, he did not remember the past, but instead regretted the present.

As the supreme human race, it is natural that he died of the murder of the underworld god of the prison race.

But Han Dai was not willing to accept it. He also wanted to witness the extinction of the God of the Underworld and experience the glorious and prosperous human race.

Unfortunately... he couldn't seem to be able to do it.

"Human race."

"Hey... we have Fang Cheng here, so we will definitely not lose. In this life, we only wish that the human race will last forever, and in this life, we only wish that the human race will never be destroyed. Fang Cheng, I'm sorry... the rest can only be left to you."

Han Dai, who had already suffered heavy damage, only felt that the world in front of him and the void inside his perception were all collapsed and rotated, as if he was also suggesting his own end to death.

At this time

Dong!

Fang Cheng, dressed in white, stepped on the bright void and crossed a long distance. With his magnificent and overwhelming posture, he descended here and declared his majesty!

dominate!

Dominate! Dominate!

With the resounding sound of chanting, Fang Cheng's face was cold and a pair of crystal clear glass was poked out, and his bright and radiant palms captured the pair of hanging black wings of the two-winged God of the Underworld!

"Who died?!"

"Who do you want to kill!!!"

Fang Cheng's face was filled with ferocious rage, and he roared in the sky. His palms burst out with terrifying power. Pure white and brilliant silver complement each other. The existence can and the divine principles of space are integrated with each other through the chaos rules, and instantly soared to an unimaginable violent majesty!

Swish!

Fang Cheng pulled his palms continuously, tearing the pair of hanging black wings of the two-winged Nether God alive and then pounced on the two-winged Nether God!

"you!"

"Come on your life!!"

Fang Cheng stepped in the air, pushed his palms away and relaxed, absorbed infinite power, and then gathered together, resulting in a brilliant sword light that supported the sky and the earth!

Sharp!
Chapter completed!