Change it?

A change of a ghost!

Tang Hongyaoyao sent a voice transmission: "My side is also a vacant type."

"Three heads flew into the air?"

"right!"

While communicating, while raising his hand, Tang Hong's palm seemed to have an infinite sharp edge condensed into a ball of light, instantly cutting off all the stuffy air, as if layers of knife were scraping the sky.

boom!!

His palm thrust towards the god, like lightning, touching the surface of the divine body, and directly pressing the light of will in. The god of disaster let out a shrill roar, almost split by the blow, and even a pair of sacred wings sprinkled light spots, turning into powder all at once.

He has no power to resist.

The gap in strength is obvious.

But the divine body was not injured and healed in an instant. Tang Hong slashed dozens of times in the air, almost cutting the blue sky. The first belief that he was invincible ignited a flame, and the divine body of the dazzling gold recovered again and again, and could not see a trace of fading.

After all, he is a god of disaster.

The strength of the divine body, the terrible resilience, the unimaginable divine power, the divine breath that is forbidden to breathe, and the divine power that is forbidden to look directly locked up Tang Hong.

Hurry!

When the sacred wings heal, it seems that the sun is born.

Between the three pairs of wings, there was a human-shaped body. His head was wearing a mask, with no face, but only one pupil.

"roar!!"

He came to Tang Hong, and the golden light shook, wrapping his flesh and blood body.

The divine power was boiling, the divine breath was rioting, and an unknown divine art was used, like a reinforcement project with transparent seals, superimposed on all parts of the divine body, and Tang Hong was imprisoned inside the divine body.

The next moment.

The surface of the divine body cracks.

I could only hear the sound of the slap, and the crisp and pleasant sound of shattering came out. How could a mere God of Disaster in the Weak Stage be imprisoned by Tang Hong?

'break!'

‘Break!’ ‘Break!’

Tang Hong growled in his heart, and nearly two thousand tons of power burst out of his body, entering the will of the saint, resonating with his emotions, and breaking through his divine body.

Dong!

His heartbeats like thunder, his muscles and bones contract and bounce back, and Tang Hong almost burst out the body of the dazzling golden god.

He is still unwilling to give up.

The pupil was flashing with sacred psychedelics, as if it dragged Tang Hong into the illusion world, fell into the bottomless abyss, and in a trance, he ascended to the door of heaven.

"God Killing!!"

Tang Hong switched to the temporary belief in killing the gods, and all sensory illusions were wiped out, and he took another step to shatter all the divine power blockades.

It was not until this time that the senses returned and Tang Hong discovered that he had fought with the divine body, which had risen by 300 meters, almost exceeding the top of the surrounding clouds. Once the divine power shines, countless casualties will be found in the entire port city.

God's power and the creation of casualties is not His purpose.

He could not get rid of Tang Hong, so he was entangled in close proximity and tried to bring Tang Hong to the sky.

Below ten thousand meters, those who enter the saint can still deal with it and can kill easily. However, if the height exceeds ten thousand meters, it is the home court of the God of Disaster in the Flying Type.

roar!!

He continued to wrap around Tang Hong and flew upwards.

Dong!!

The heart beat violently, blood flowed like a river, and Tang Hong's strength was like a spring.

Grasp the right fist,

Punch through the body of the divine

His arm was hung with his divine body and fell to the ground.

Rumble!!

All the stone bricks in the green square in the city center flew away, and then turned into gravel, shooting out into the air around, comparable to machine gun shooting. Especially when it fell, dust swelled up, almost rolling avalanches swept across the sky.

Dust is everywhere, smoke covers the sky, and the battle between the two sides is getting fierce.

His body of divine has faded to seven out of ten.

"Demon Lord!!"

Tang Hong took a step forward, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the golden clouds around him were shaking.

The dust dissipates,

The air surging,

The divine light weakens and the brightness becomes lower, and finally reveals the true appearance of this God of Disaster in the Sky.

His divine body is about fifteen meters high, and his appearance is shocking, just like the Western mythological angels represent heaven and God's will, and declare the final judgment.

He has no legs, but his arms and three pairs of wings.

The surface of His divine body is marked with magical symbols, as if they are written in a wonderful way, with golden light flowing like flowing water and springs flowing among the symbols.

Unbelievable!

It's uneasy!

If His appearance is spread online, it will inevitably cause panic. This is also an important reason why the battlefield must be blocked by the disaster-level blocking war. The appearance and shape of the real gods in different spaces are similar to those of humans, but it doesn't matter, just because they are afraid that they will be similar to myths and legends around the world.

"Woo!!"

He whistled to the sky, as if he was shocked and angry, and seemed to be summoning something.

Bang!

Tang Hong slapped him, blew his head and tore open his three pairs of wings.

At this moment.

The sound of explosions of clouds and mists came from a distance.

The military has been forced to launch large white phosphorus smoke bombs.

...

Outside the clouds in the city center.

Chi Xin and Yuan Fang looked at each other across the air.

The two of them had a bitter feeling in their eyes: "A battle of this level, we will join the battle to die."

"Only assist outside."

"It's good that with our consultant-level will and beliefs, it will not cause any harm."

When the ordinary consultant level faces the God of Disaster, the whole person has to bear terrifying oppression. The blood vessel cells at the micro level tremble wildly, their will is weak, and their extraordinary power becomes exhausted, which basically cannot cause any damage.

It is hard to destroy, it is hard to suppress, and it is almost impossible to die.

He symbolizes disaster, and wherever he goes, there is almost nothing to stop it.

Even if humans detonate strategic-level weapons, unless they are at the center of the detonation range, with the help of strong high temperatures of hundreds of millions of degrees Celsius and huge nuclear radiation, they can completely kill a god of disaster.

The nuclear explosion center can melt and evaporate the God of Disaster within one second, making it fade to its limit!

Unfortunately...

If it is not at the detonation center, the nuclear weapons at best fade the body of the divine body and cannot destroy Him...

In mid-November last year, the Pacific War Zone launched strategic-level weapons, which first used nuclear explosions to dilute the two disaster gods, and then the saints entered the person themselves to avoid casualties in the saints to the greatest extent.

This is an inefficient way to take the light of two evils.

Today is different from the past.

Globally, there are a large number of gods of disasters. We can't even rush to release hundreds of nuclear and hydrogen bombs. I'm afraid there is no need for gods in alien space to invade themselves, and humans will destroy themselves first.

Another one.

The power of strategic weapons cannot be underestimated. The range is larger and the upper limit is higher. It can not only kill the God of Disaster, but also block the golden body and the colorful body of the real god in a different space!

Therefore, you must be cautious when using strategic weapons and use them at critical moments.

Outside the clouds and mist, Chi Xin shook his head: "After talking, I have to leave it to the saints."

"Wait patiently."

Yuan Fang took a deep breath and heard the loud roar and shock in the clouds and mists. He couldn't help but yearn for the extraordinary who did not want to become a saint.

It was at this time.
To be continued...