The five hundred magic weapons floated beside Chen Hao, trembled gently, and made a flattering voice.

In this scene, the Puppet God of the Eight Eight Gods and other gods, the eyes are straight!

"What's going on?"

The futurine pseudo gods are stunned.

Their magic weapon actually admits that Chen Hao is the master?

That's their destiny!

In terms of their hearts, in theory, even if they are beaten half dead, the magic weapon will not abandon them!

But now, they are still living well, and they are not too serious, so the magic weapon slipped. It was admitted that Chen Hao was the master?

This stepping horse is too outrageous!

"It seems that your magic weapon is like you, all of which are greedy for death."

Chen Hao glanced at the pseudo -gods who watched the fifth, and mocked mercilessly.

Hearing the words, Fuso pseudo -god looks ugly:

"presumptuous!"

"Mortal, dare to insult the gods?!"

Chen Hao couldn't help laughing and asked:

"I just wanton, what can you do?"

"Even if I am a mortal, I can step on your pseudo -gods at your feet and laugh at you a few words. What can you do?"

"And, am I laughing at you? I said this, but to be honest!"

Chen Hao looked at the pseudo gods:

"One by one hiding in the space of God's virtuality, I was found by me, a‘ mortal ’, and did n’t dare to leave the space of God’ s virtuality. I could only be used as a turtle, and then I used the inspiration to excite me into the space of God ’s deficiency.”

"Say, what are you who are not greedy for life, what are you?"

Fuso pseudo gods are shameful and angry:

"You shut up!"

"Our god's thoughts, how can you understand the mortal of your district?"

Chen Hao grinned::

"I can't understand your thoughts?"

"Okay, I now crush your skulls and see what you think in your mind so that I can always understand your thoughts?"

The Eight Gods of the West gritted their teeth, and the eyebrows of the eyebrows were shining:

"Chen Hao, don't be too rampant!"

"You don't talk about Wude just now, sneak attack on me, so I caught me off guard!"

"Now I am prepared, confront you, how can I ..."

Without speaking, a scepter flew out of Chen Hao.

Bang!

This scepter directly sweeps the Eight Eight Gods of the West, causing the Eight Eight Great Hard Early Skin Bone, vomiting blood more than!

"We are the enemy now, I want to kill you, I am still waiting for you to prepare? Is there a problem with your mind, or do you think I have a problem with my mind?"

Chen Hao rolled his eyes, and felt that this Eight Eight Congress of the Western Eighth Congress was really amazing.

On the battlefield, you have to salute each other, and then ask, "Are you ready, if you are ready, I will do it."

What is this brain disability?

"These fake gods are so brain -disabled, and it is no wonder their believers, their brains are abnormal!"

Chen Haomo moody.

Hearing Chen Hao's emotions, the Eight Eight Congress of the Western Eighth Congress was extremely angry, and the mark of the browba heart broke out.

"Chen Hao!"

The Western Eight Great God roared.

However, the scepter that he just swept away just now fell again.

Bang.

The Eight Eight Gods were drawn again, and his head was stunned!

And this time, the Eight Eight Gods noticed this scepter.

Discovering this scepter, it turned out to be his destiny!

He was actually seriously injured by his destiny instrument!

"Don't say, you are pretty good."

Chen Hao said with a smile, using the Wanlingxian species to continue to control the scepter, the splendid golden light erupted, sweeping the eight gods in the West.

Bang!

The Western Eight God was once again pumped, vomiting blood in his mouth, and not hurting lightly.

"You, go!"

The Western Eight Eight Gods forced the other pseudo -gods, and they were so angry that they were so angry.

He has been beaten so many times. Those guys are still standing next to watching the show. Did he expect that he was killed by Chen Hao!

In fact, the rest of the pseudo gods do not want to do it, but Chen Hao is too horrible!

Chen Hao used the Western Eight God's destiny to fight the Eight Gods of the West without resistance. The visual impact was too strong. Who dares to act lightly?

"You can't get it now, you will only be broken by yourself later!"

The Western Eight Great God roared.

Fuser pseudo -gods, then they trembled, gathered courage, began to consolidate the power, to launch a powerful divine skill, and made a fatal blow to Chen Hao.

Boom!

The five hundred pseudo gods cooperated together, and the dazzling light broke out!

Even if it was Chen Hao, his head trembled, and he did not dare to welcome the magic light urged by the five hundred pseudo -gods.

Bang!

The outbreak of Shenguang broke out and hit Chen Hao.

Chen Hao's heart was stunned, and the operation of Kunpeng quickly avoided it.

Fortunately, although Shen Guangwei can be strong, because it is the five hundred pseudo gods, and the cooperation of the five hundred pseudo gods, it is impossible to reach the point where the tacit understanding is consistent.

Therefore, this god of light is not fast, and it is easy to escape by Chen Hao.

Chen Hao came behind the Eight Eight Divine God, and the corner of his mouth was slightly tilted, and he kicked the back of the Western Eighth God.

Bang!

The Eight Eight Gods of the West were hit, and the pen rushed straight to that dazzling light.

"Receive, close your hands!"

The Western Eight Congress shouted, he was seriously injured, and he could not avoid it. He could only pray that the five hundred pseudo gods could withdraw from the magic in time.

Fortunately, the five hundred pseudo gods really responded fast enough to calm the surging divine power in the body.

However, even so, the Western Eighth God is still wiped out by God.

In the moment, the Western Eighth Congress screamed, and he was wiped off halfway.

"ah--"

The Eight Eight Great God was mourning. He left only half of his body, and the pain was to the extreme. He was almost painful to death.

Fortunately, his eyebrows were brought out of the sun, and in the void, there were stripes that emerged, and the sun was sprinkled to treat him.

"Haven't died yet?"

Chen Hao hummed, and when he came today, he was going to cut off these pseudo gods.

Oh!

Tian Cong Yun Jian is like the arrow of Li Xian, stabbing towards the eight gods of the West.

"Save me, save me!"

The pupils of the Eight Eight Eight Great Smart shrinking suddenly, asking for help from the surrounding pseudo gods.

However, Tian Cong Yun Jian is sharp and sharp, and the sword is sharp, to tear the space!

The pseudo -god around was scared to face pale and couldn't move.
To be continued...