He performed ancient characters all over the sky, blocking the way for the demigods to escape.

The last demigod, who still had some background, was killed with a sweeping sweep of his light. After that, there were spells thrown one after another, all of which were genuine demigods.

However, before he could explode, Zhao Yun had already crossed the space.

At this moment, the historians raised their pens again and then put them down.

Seven demigods have been chopped down, and this last one probably won't be able to escape either.

puff!

Zhao Yun lived up to everyone's expectations and killed the seventh demigod alive with a single blow from behind.

"Go on the road with me." The seventh demigod suddenly turned around, his soul body swelled to the extreme, and his expression was extremely crazy. The demigods no longer wanted to self-destruct. They wanted to come directly to the soul. The soul's self-destruction, the life weapon is bigger than

No, he has the confidence to take Zhao Yun away.

"You go first."

Zhao Yun said calmly, white flames blooming in his eyes.

It was the dreamy fairy fire that forcibly dragged the demigod into the illusion.

Although this time only lasted a moment, it was enough, and his knife had fallen.

puff!

It was still the blood light of the soul, and the seventh demigod who was about to self-destruct died on the spot.
Chapter completed!