National simulation: I will change my destiny against the will of heaven

"god we.....Is it worth walking?"

The apostle was confused.

How good is it here?

There are mountains and water.

We are surrounded by our own people.

Here, you can get wind and rain.

Where to go after leaving here?

Is the new place better than here?

Is it safer than here?

I don’t want to leave!

The apostle was in a daze.

Hua!

Hua!

Hua!

A strange whistling sound sounded.

The apostle panicked.

He jumped outside to check the situation.

Result.....

He saw helicopters roaring towards him.

Huge searchlights locked onto their area.

Woo!

Woo!

Woo!

A transport plane roared in.

Click!

The hatch opens.

The cold wind howled.

The third priest Zhang Shuang, holding a scepter and wearing a red and white witch robe, jumped up.

At this moment: she is like a fairy, falling from the sky.

Click!

Click!

On the transport plane, there was an automatic shooting device that captured her heroic figure and sent it to the military in an instant

"Fire!"

The commander yelled.

The next second:

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

From the helicopter, streams of fire were sprayed out.

Rockets, like raindrops, poured out like crazy.

Indiscriminate attack.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Flames soared into the sky.

Houses exploded..

The believers of the evil god were torn apart in an instant.

The God of Slaughter was silent.

He knew that this time the problem was big.

The apostle, holding the God of Slaughter, ran quickly.

Rockets exploded around him.

But: he used his ability to dodge.

Even: there were rockets hitting him directly, but he didn't move at all.

The power of God made him exempt from these injuries.

"Damn it!"

"How could the empire take action against us?"

"us.....Obviously nothing has been done!"

"Why didn't the empire deal with the ancient gods?"

"Against us instead?"

The apostle of the God of Killing was thinking crazily.

But:

He couldn't think of the answer.

He didn't know at all:

It wasn't the empire that wanted them to die.

It was: the First Ancient God King Power wanted them to die.

Phew!

The third priest, Zhang Shuang, drew in the air She made a perfect arc and chased the apostle.

Her eyes were cold.

With a smile on her face:

"evil god......Can't escape!"

"Leave.....Surrender to my God!"

Boom!

Zhang Shuang raised his scepter high and hit the apostle.

Bang!

Bang!

The scepter was blocked by the body of the God of Slaughter.

The next second: both sides were fighting.

The apostle's fighting style was a brutal one.

Many of them died together..At first:

Zhang Shuang was in a hurry.

But: she soon realized.

This time Wang Quan rewarded her with an additional martial arts divinity.

This divinity was actually disguised by Wang Quan's martial arts talent.

With the blessing of talent:

Zhang Shuang became more and more confident. Strong.

For a moment: the apostles were defeated step by step.

The apostles could not stop it.

He prayed to his god to bless himself.

Gulu!

Gulu!

There was more and more black smoke on the sickle.

The black smoke penetrated into the mouth and nose of the apostle.

Next One second:

The apostle's muscles swelled.

His bones cracked. His whole body became taller.

What was even more terrifying was that a large amount of black smoke condensed into a cloak behind his back.

Black light appeared in his eyes.

At this moment:

The apostle's consciousness was erased.

His body was occupied by the terrifying God of Killing.

"pagan.....You are blaspheming the great God of Killing!"

"You deserve to die!"

The God of Slaughter spoke.

His words enveloped a range of hundreds of meters.

The military masters who fell from the sky one by one felt great terror.

In a trance, they saw a being wearing a cloak and holding a sickle, looking down at them. He knelt down and looked down at them.

Get down!

Kneel down!

Kneel down! The power of

God is like a prison!

The power of God suppresses their spirit.

The military masters are sweating like rain.

They never imagined that the scolding voice of an apostle would actually make them feel scared.

This is unscientific!

They gritted their teeth, struggled, and looked at the apostle.

No: it should be the person opposite the apostle: the Third Glory Priest: Zhang Shuang.

Faced with the evil god scolding.

Zhang Shuang sneered.

She also felt the pressure.

In her mind , and even the evil god with a red-eyed cloak and a sickle, baring his teeth and claws.

But: the next second, a scepter flew out of her consciousness.

Bang!

The scepter shattered the influence of the evil god.

The God of Killing roared:

"Mortal, die!"

The sickle is like the moon, like a hook, and like death!

Zhang Shuang shouted:

Divine power empowers the scepter.

The next second: the scepter and the sickle collided.

Clinking.

Colliding again, Zhang Shuang was retreating steadily.

The power of the God of Killing is too strong.

Although she has many characteristics, she is still no match for the God of Slaughter.

The scepter in her hand was even scarred by the sickle. The terrifying power fluctuations tore apart all the surrounding buildings.

Several people rushed over despite the pressure. A master of the military.

Before he could gain a firm foothold, he was instantly suppressed to the ground by a terrifying force.

"stand up....."

"Join the fight!"

The commander roared.

However: the military masters had a wry smile on their faces.

They were injected with the ancient god potion. As extraordinary beings, they also wore hydraulically powered exoskeletons.

They were very strong.

But now, even the aftermath of the fight between the two is gone. They couldn't bear it.

They were also helpless!

At this time:

Zhang Shuang, don't be anxious or panic.

She prayed devoutly:

"The great, supreme, platinum master, world overlord, era marker, praise bearer, and the first ancient god’s kingship!"

"I ask you to come and suppress the evil!"

Zhang Shuang spoke.

His voice was cold.

The next second: the moonlight gathered, like a beam of light, shining on her.

In the moonlight:

Zhang Shuang rose slowly......

Wow!

Zhang Shuang's hair was completely open.

Every strand of hair is like divine gold: bright, bright, and sacred.

Her eyes opened and closed, with golden light shining.

Kingship, consciousness comes.

Next second:

Zhang Shuang's consciousness retreated into the corner.

Kingship, complete control of the body.

Wow!

Wow!

Wow!

A large amount of divine power was injected into Zhang Shuang's body.

At this moment:

Zhang Shuang can feel that his body is getting stronger.

What made her even more delighted was that her body was transforming into a perfect form.

The impurities in the body are evaporated

【The kingship of the first ancient god comes, and you gain the body of a demigod!】

【The kingship of the first ancient god comes, and you gain a flawless body! 】

One piece of information comes to mind.

Zhang Shuang cried with joy.

At this time: the military experts felt that the pressure was gone.

The shadow of the God of Killing in their heads exploded instantly.

They got up from the ground, holding terrifying ancient god firearms, and pointed them at the God of Killing.

At this time: someone asked:

"Third Priest, let’s join forces!"

Click!

Click!

Wang Quan, move your limbs.

He turned around and looked at the military master without emotion:

"Stay away, don't.....died!"

The military masters were stunned.

For a moment, they felt horrified.

The look in the third priest's eyes made them feel great terror and crisis.

At this moment, they felt that the third priest was more terrifying than the so-called God of Killing.

Phew!

The sickle is like the moon, like a hook.

Cutting the king's neck.

Ding dong!

The scepter blocks the sickle.

The sickle bounces away.

The eyeballs of the God of Slaughter shrink.

The first ancient god has arrived.

"How come his fighting skills are better than mine, the god of killing who is born to kill?"

The next second:

Wang Quan stepped out and came behind the God of Slaughter in an instant.

Boom!

The scepter hit the God of Slaughter's head.

The God of Slaughter flew out.

Before he could get up,

Wang Quan's attack was like a violent storm. Madness descended.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

A series of blows blinded the god of killing.

He felt despair

"The first ancient god was born just a few days before me."

"Why is he so powerful?"

The God of Killing is desperate.

But: he still struggles.

He burns all his divine power.

He wants to make a comeback:

"I......Can fight back!"

Boom!

Divine power burns.

Regardless of everything, he blooms in his complete form: the body he occupies burns.

The scythe itself blooms the deepest darkness and cuts towards the king's power.

"I, the world overlord!"

"No matter which world I am in, I am the strongest!"

"No matter you are a living being or a god!"

"No matter you are a foreigner or a monster!"

"Everything must surrender to me!"

The magical power of martial arts blooms.

The talent burns.

The blessing of divinity!

The next second: the scepter hits the sickle.

Clinking.

A storm.

One second:

365 attacks.

Click! Click!

Click!

One by one. Cracks appeared on the scepter.

At the same time: cracks also appeared on the scythe.

The terrifying power tore apart the divine power of the God of Slaughter.

His divine power was cut.

The God of Slaughter screamed.

He could not even maintain his body.

Boom!

The body occupied by the God of Killing turned into black smoke.

Phew!

The God of Killing burned the remaining divine power, carried the body, and prepared to escape.

However: everything was too late.

King Quan, stretched out his hand.

Snap!

The sickle fell on him. In his hand.

The next second:

The God of Killing smiled ferociously.

The main body is broken, it doesn't matter.

God's consciousness is the foundation.

He emerged from the sickle and rushed towards Zhang Shuang's sea of ​​consciousness.

He seized the body of the first ancient god priest and then humiliated him.

"This is what I, the God of Killing, should do."

He is absolutely sure to kill the king in the battle at the level of consciousness.

In the sea of ​​consciousness: the ferocious god of killing:

"My power is not as strong as yours!"

"But my divinity.....Best for killing gods!"

"The first ancient god, you are finished......Got it!"

The consciousness of the God of Killing is raging in the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the corner:

Zhang Shuang feels scared.

Because: the power of the God of Killing is crazily infecting her sea of ​​consciousness.

The consciousness of Wang Quan is suspended in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time: his consciousness changes.

From the scepter form to the human form.

Wow!

The rock is born!

Click!

The throne emerges! Whoosh!

The scepter condenses!

Woohoo!

The canopy rotates!

The crown falls from the sky!

The phantom of the accessories of the platinum ruler blooms.

The royal power sits on the throne.

Infinite divine light bloomed!

The churning sea of ​​consciousness calmed down.

Zhang Shuang's consciousness, with a swoosh, descended next to Wang Quan.

Bathed in the glory of the king,

Zhang Shuang felt unprecedented.

She knelt on the sea of ​​consciousness, worshiping and praising the king.

She Looking up at the greatness and majesty of the royal power.

At this moment: she knew:

"Only I know the face of the First Ancient God."

At this moment: she feels unprecedented joy.

At this moment: she feels unprecedented peace of mind.

The God of Slaughter, sneers.

A flashy scene.

The God slaps it to pieces.

He, without hesitation, rushes towards the royal power.

He wants to erase the mark of royal power.

He He wants to kill the first ancient god.

He wants to change his fate against the will of heaven!