"It\'s like a god killer!" Dong Zhuo, with a faint smile on his mouth, pointed to Mrs. Aisha and said in an unusually confident tone: "I want you!!"

Dong Zhuo\'s words made Mrs. Aisha\'s face gloomy for a moment.

"You want to take me in? Let the king be your man? " Madame Aisha\'s face showed disdain.

No matter how gentle her character is, Mrs. Aisha is a strong person who has killed gods and is respected as the king by the world. She has the pride of killing gods and demon kings.

If she dares to kill the gods, how can she submit to others? To paraphrase a common saying, there are only God killers who die in battle, but no God killers who give in!

"No, no, no!" Dong Zhuo shook his head and said mercilessly, "I don\'t want you to be my man. With your strength, you really don\'t have the qualification to be my man. I just want you to be my toy. Well, generally speaking, you\'re still very good-looking. Your figure... "

"Shut up!" Madame Aisha let out an angry drink and her face turned red.

As one of the only six God killers in the whole human society. When did anyone dare to judge her figure so recklessly and talk to her in such a frivolous tone?

Even the weakest God killer is not something human beings can provoke.

At this time, except Luo Hao, no one knew that Marquis WOBAN had not only died in Dong Zhuo\'s hands, but also been hung in the sky as the moon!

There are only five of the six God killers left. Of course, even Luo Hao doesn\'t know the existence of Dong Zhuo.

If you know this matter, I believe Mrs. Aisha will give good consideration to Dong Zhuo\'s proposal just now.

"Is this anger from shame?" Dong Zhuo laughed with disdain. Joked: "if you don\'t agree, then I\'ll leave? You\'re alone. I don\'t know how long you\'re still alone in this damn place. Are you really going to refuse me? "

Mrs. Aisha could swear that she had never hated a person as much as she did now.

Dong Zhuo is right. Even if the corridor of the goblin realm is her power, she can\'t easily leave this place. However, being trapped here, she would not agree to Dong Zhuo\'s rude request.

"You\'re dead." Madame Aisha gnashed her teeth and said, "I will never promise!"

"Really? What a pity! " Dong Zhuo shook his head with regret. Her eyes revolved around Mrs. Aisha\'s delicate body and said, "such a beautiful girl is going to stay in this space and die alone! By the way, the life span of God killer seems to be very long. I don\'t know when you will be able to get out of such a situation. "

"Do you think I really can\'t leave here?" Madame Aisha said angrily, "if you really think so, you will be greatly disappointed!"

Yes, even if she can\'t freely manipulate the power of the corridor in the goblin realm, Mrs. Aisha still has a way to leave here, but it costs more.

"Really?" Dong Zhuo smiled noncommittally.

He took a fancy to it. I don\'t know whether it was Mrs. Aisha\'s luck or her misfortune. However, one thing is certain that Mrs. Aisha can\'t escape Dong Zhuo\'s clutches.

"Now you\'d better make atonement for your blasphemy against the majesty of the king!" Mrs. Aisha gave a cold drink, opened her mouth and began to sing: "wake up, soul of steel! Show the world the ruthlessness of the sword! "

As Mrs. Aisha read out the words, in front of her, a fat demon God with only the upper body and the lower body of smoke, up to more than ten meters high, like an Arab lamp, appeared in Dong Zhuo\'s sight.

The demon God is covered with metallic armor without revealing a trace of his body. He holds a long sword in his right hand and a short dagger blade in his left hand, just like Freddy.

Incredible sword of the kingdom!!

This is the power that Madame Aisha usurped from the Dragon killing hero.

"Is this the source of your confidence?" Looking at the tall demon God in front of him, Dong Zhuo disdained and said, "it\'s just a shelf!"

"Then try the power of the show!" Mrs. Aisha didn\'t argue with Dong Zhuo. She directly drove the demon God and cut to Dong Zhuo\'s head with a sword.

There is no doubt that power is powerful in the God killer world. In Mrs. Aisha\'s opinion, the guy who dared to blaspheme himself was definitely dead.

When the giant sword struck Dong Zhuo\'s head, the roar came. The giant sword in the fat demon God\'s hand stopped a few centimeters above Dong Zhuo\'s head and couldn\'t enter any more.

After a blast, countless cracks appeared in the huge sword in the demon God\'s hand.

In an instant, cracks covered the body of the sword. The huge sword, several meters long, crashed and disintegrated. Before the fragments fell to the ground, they were transformed into energy again.

"This... This is impossible!" Mrs. Aisha was stunned.

No one has ever caught her power by such a strange means.

A thought flashed in Mrs. Aisha\'s mind, looked at Dong Zhuo solemnly and said, "are you the seventh king?"

Dong Zhuo shook his head and said, "no! I am not a weak God killer like you. I am a true God! "

As Dong Zhuo\'s voice fell, he didn\'t wait for Mrs. Aisha\'s response. The whole space seemed to be excited because Dong Zhuo admitted his true God identity.

Boom

The earth trembled violently, and the sky was broken like glass. The whole space collapsed under Dong Zhuo\'s words.

After the space is broken, except for the strange floating debris, there is only the purest black!

This kind of black is not a color, but a real nothingness. There is no concept of space and time, and it is impossible to describe the end of Vientiane in words! Even the God killer and the God of disobedience will be wiped out in an instant when they enter such a place.

Madame Aisha was stunned. What a powerful power it is to destroy a space silently.

But unexpectedly, Dong Zhuo was also surprised at this time. Because he didn\'t do anything!

Space is like broken glass, constantly breaking. After feeling the terror of nothingness, Mrs. Aisha immediately lost her color and exclaimed to Dong Zhuo, "come on... Stop! We\'ll all die if you do this! "

Dong Zhuo shrugged and said innocently, "what does it have to do with me? I didn\'t do it at all! "

Although this nihilistic situation is powerful, it can\'t be the true God.

"What?" Mrs. Aisha\'s face turned white. He didn\'t do it. Who\'s that? There are only two of them in this space.

For a moment, Mrs. Aisha looked at Dong Zhuo with a suspicious look in her eyes.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Dong Zhuo felt that the rescue message with real God strength appeared again not long ago. This kind of breath spreads all over the whole space, as if this space is the unknown true God.

At this time, only the place where Dong Zhuo and Aisha rich people settled in this tens of kilometers of space is still intact.

Broken pieces of space. Strange began to gather.

Soon, the debris of space formed a guy whose whole body was transparent and virtual. This guy made his own body with space!!

According to the breath of true God, Dong Zhuo\'s eyes showed a curious look. This was the first time he met a true God like himself.

However, the guy with translucent body in front of him is not a real God. If you want to find an appropriate description, the real God thought formed by space is more appropriate.

This is just a wisp of the true God.

"Are you asking for help?" Dong Zhuo must ask firmly.

"Yes! My God is trapped in a world and can\'t escape. I hope I can get your help! " The virtual shadow didn\'t hide it at all.

"Where are your Yang and Yin gods?" Dong Zhuo said suspiciously. All the true gods have three personalities. It doesn\'t make sense that this guy doesn\'t save his original God by himself, but turns to other true gods.

"Dead!" The empty shadow\'s tone showed a bit of self mockery and said, "I am a true God who overestimates my strength. Before I have enough strength, I try to surpass the long river of the world. The result was backfired. Except for the yuan God, the remaining two characters had fallen! "