Chapter 1120: Lower God, Wei Chong Died in Battle (Part 2)

Those who were suppressed by the powerful firepower of Gatling, the god of death, were useless even the flying boots.

One end was loaded into the sand, and the series of attacks on the back did not stop at all.

It was as if his body had been electrocuted, and the dozens of vibrations per second made Wei Chong numb.

"Puff puff puff...!" The blood spattered, and the three of them held the god of death Gatlin at the same time, hovering in mid-air, aiming their guns at the ground, and fought continuously for more than ten minutes.

Wei Chong, who was hit by 60,000 to 70,000 bullets, was shattered all over his body.

The advantage of this magic bullet is that it can disappear directly with Lao Li's thoughts. As soon as the bullets are piled up, the bullets will disappear with a single thought. Therefore, almost all of the attacks in ten minutes are actually hit. Wei Chong's body.

Is this any good?

At this time, Wei Chong didn't have any divine power at all. He was attacked by this bullet, how could he bear it!

"Shameless! You bastards!"

Wei Chong's body was slumped on the ground, his lower body was almost covered in meat paste, his head was still intact, and he could still speak a few words at this time.

Jiang Mo shook his head, and landed directly beside Wei Chong.

"Master Wei Chong, you have to figure out one thing. How shameless am I, and I didn't take the initiative to trouble you! As a god-level powerhouse, you actually attacked us? You say I'm shameless? Then let me ask you, Are you dealing with us in a fair way?"

Wei Chong was rendered speechless by Jiang Mo's words.

Jiang Mo looked at Wei Chong: "Remember, this is the price for dealing with me, Jiang Mo. Whether you call me shameless or despicable, when fighting me, Jiang Mo, you must remember one thing. Any way to kill you, I will not give up, no matter what way, I will do it!"

Jiang Mo stretched out his hand, and sucked it in fiercely, and Jiang Mo held a godhead of a lowly god in his hand.

Wei Chong's eyes slowly closed. At this time, he didn't have any resentment, but a look of regret. He shouldn't have come, and he shouldn't be brave. After he destroyed Jiang Mo's city, he could completely To leave, but he didn't, he chased all the way here.

There is no reason in this world that if you kill people, others cannot kill you. Yes, the method he used is very shameless, but at least he is the winner!

"The next god! He died in the hands of mortals!"

Wei Chong's voice was flat, only these few words, and then he closed his eyes forever.

Jiang Mo looked at the godhead, and suddenly felt a sense of elation. After more than two years, he finally survived this lower god!

Although the battle was not fierce, I was always the winner, and I defeated God! A next bitch!

There are many good things in Wei Chong's interspatial ring, even a small herb is a herb of the Protoss!

In the Hall of Light, Pope He Qi looked at the sky.

"Shua...!" A star representing the lower god turned into a meteor and fell, and then disappeared dimly into the midair!

"Hmm!" He Qi clutched his heart forcefully.

"Your Majesty!" The priestess hurried forward to support He Qi. This priestess was Fei'er who had left with He Qi.

"It's over! This time, it's really over! Mayfair, this is everything I have, and it's all in this ring. Go! Go!"

He Qi handed the interspatial ring to Fei'er, and pushed her away forcefully.

"No! Your Majesty, if I don't leave, I will die with you!" Fei'er hugged He Qi tightly, not letting go!