All Gods: Lord’s Conquest

"good fortune……"

Li Dong whispered to himself, searching for related memories in his mind, and then found that he had no memory at all. He had never heard of this name.

Hearing this, the other players also frowned and thought about it, but like Li Dong, they were not impressed.

None of them have heard of this name.

Several players who had reached the level of pseudo-god combat looked at each other and then exchanged words.

"Hoke, Milt, have you heard of this name?" Li Dong sent a message to the other two people and asked.

"No, never heard of it." Hawke shook his head and replied.

"Maybe they are strong men from other regions. Otherwise, if they are so strong, even in other regions, there will be no information flowing out at all." Milt thought for a while and said, but then he was a little confused.

The void realm is indeed boundless, with many life planes and many players.

But among them, there are not many players who have reached the pseudo-god level, not to mention other players. Players of the same level know each other well.

After all, as long as you develop and set foot in the void, you will inevitably have contact with other players, and then information will be leaked, and finally reported layer by layer, entering the eyes of players of the same level.

This is an inevitable trend as players improve their strength and gradually get involved in the void.

However, the strange thing is that none of Li Dong and the other three have heard about the strong man in front of them.

This is very unreasonable.

Facing the confused eyes of everyone, Su Xingyu did not explain, but just stood there, waiting for the relics of the gods to revive.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

The surrounding energy fluctuations became stronger and stronger, the void began to vibrate, and everyone's mood also rose. They all looked at the relics of the gods with high spirits, and the divine power surged in their bodies, and they were already ready for battle.

boom--

Finally, with a loud noise, the entire void suddenly shook, and a terrifying energy shock wave struck like a tsunami. Immediately afterwards, countless streams of light poured out from the cracks in the space.

There are nine streams of light rushing at the front, with the strongest energy fluctuations.

The energy contained in these streams of light is almost the same. One thing that is certain is that they all reach the quality of true gods.

Including a player who came later, there are now eight pseudo-god level beings. They are standing at the front, closest to the space crack.

This position allows them to intercept the stream of ruins immediately, but at the same time they also have to face the first wave of the strongest energy impact.

While selecting the nearest true god-quality streamer, they took action to resist the energy impact. The eight of them appeared to be very comfortable and relaxed. This energy shock wave that had not yet been diluted and was enough to make powerful demigods embarrassed did not have much impact on them.

"I want this." Soon, Su Xingyu chose the target, the silver divine power shone brightly, turned into a giant hand of divine power, and grabbed the stream of true god quality. Unfortunately, an eight-year-old in the pseudo-god realm The Arm Blade Demon also took a fancy to this stream of light.

"snort--"

The eight-armed sword demon snorted coldly, swung the long sword with both arms, and slashed at the giant hand with a kilometer-long black and red sword.

"boom--"

With a loud noise, the giant hand of divine power collided with Dao Mang, and a dazzling light burst out. Dao Mang was knocked away, leaving a long and narrow wound on the powerful hand, and black and red energy invaded it to fight against it.

The attack of the eight-armed sword demon did not stop. He waved the long sword of his arm crazily. In an instant, the surrounding void was covered with black swords. Then he roared, turned into a stream of light, and rushed forward, trying to get close. Fight and play to your strengths.

"Now there's something good to watch."

Upon seeing this, the other people quickly retreated, leaving enough space for the two of them.

"This monster doesn't look easy to mess with. It's a real fighting demigod. On the other hand, this friend named Creation has a pretty good energy level, but his combat capability is questionable."

"Haha, no matter what, it's better to get out together if both sides suffer."

Although they have never fought each other, the other pseudo-god-level beings are more optimistic about the eight-armed sword demon.

Everyone has similar energy levels, but this does not mean that their combat capabilities are similar. Some gods with powers are not very good at fighting.

As for the two people in front of you, you can tell who is better at fighting just from their temperament.

"Do I look so much like a persimmon?"

Su Xingyu chuckled lightly and looked at the eight-armed sword demon rushing towards him at great speed, with no trace of panic on his face.

An octagonal silver halo appeared behind him, spinning slowly and exuding a mysterious energy.

Divine power surges within the body, and silver light shines in the void.

"Disperse!"

Su Xingyu shouted softly, waved his staff, and the staff in his hand lit up with light, and then shot forward, scattering thousands of knives like a torrent, and then hit the fast-moving black and red figure.

The scarlet eyes of the eight-armed sword demon flashed with a trace of violence. He roared angrily, crossed his arms on both sides, charged up and slashed out, and struck the silver torrent with a powerful slash, cutting it in half.

Seeing that Hongliu was about to avoid the eight-armed sword demon, Su Xingyu had a chuckle on his face and tapped the void with his staff.

A strange wave spread.

"The Surrounding Snake!"

The silver torrent, which had become two halves, surged wildly, and then a terrifying beast roar sounded.

"hiss--"

Hong Feng turned into a python head and turned to attack the eight-armed sword demon. As it escaped, the torrent behind him turned into a silver-white python body.

Two silver pythons tens of thousands of meters long opened their bloody mouths, revealing their fine fangs, like real creatures, looking extremely ferocious.

"Die!"

Seeing this, the eight-armed sword demon dared not hold back any longer, and swung his long sword wildly, black and red divine power surged out, turning into countless swords to slash at the silver python.

At the same time, a demon shadow appeared behind him.

"Burning Domain!"

The demon shadow's eyes lit up with green light, and his hands were clasped together. The demon fire that was enough to refine the stars surged out, turning the surrounding void into a green sea of ​​fire.

Thousands of swords hit the giant python, just like nails falling on an iron plate, making a ding-ding-ding sound, and the scales on the silver python lit up, resisting the attack of the swords.

"It's a bit interesting, but not strong enough."

The halo behind him emitted countless silver rays, forming a flame vacuum zone around his body. Then, Su Xingyu released his staff, stretched out his hand forward, and then held it down. Two silver pythons immediately roared and rose around.

The two silver-white pythons bit each other head and tail, forming a closed shape, like a silver halo, covering the eight-armed sword demon.

"What is this!"

The eight-armed sword demon obviously had never seen such a fancy skill, and his eyes revealed doubts and uneasiness.

The eight-armed sword demon leaped and rushed forward quickly, trying to get out of the range of the silver halo, but the silver halo also moved with it, always covering him.

At the same time, a mysterious force fell, like a breeze and drizzle, and began to invade the body of the eight-armed sword demon.

"Eight Slashes of the Underworld God!"

The eight-armed sword demon sensed the crisis, burned the divine source in his body, and burst out with extreme combat power. The shadow of the demon behind him solidified for a moment, and then a series of black sword qi slashed out, one stronger than the other.

The last blade qi truly set foot in the realm of true gods.

Eight blade qi slashed towards the silver halo.

Wherever the blade qi swept, the void cracked, very powerful.

"Open it for me!"

After slashing eight times, even the eight-armed blade demon was a little sluggish at this moment, and fell into a brief weakness.

"It's a very powerful slash. With your strength, there are probably only two or three people who can beat you." As the blade qi attacked, the spirit of creation was also a little surprised and praised.

Then the next second, his expression turned cold: "But only with such strength, it is not enough to support you to come and provoke me!" The octagonal halo behind him rose, like a meteor across the sky, across space, and smashed into the halo.

At the same time, the silver halo condensed instantly, like an indestructible barrier.

Blade qi slashed the silver halo, making a loud roar, and two terrifying energies confronted each other.

Cracks appeared on the halo, but they were quickly repaired.

Repair and destruction were repeated, but it did not completely collapse.

The octagonal light wheel fell into the halo, just like a supernova explosion. In an instant, it burst out with extreme brilliance, causing the surrounding circle of strong men to go blind directly, unable to see or scan.

"Roar!!!"

The body of the eight-armed sword demon at the center of the halo began to crack, revealing the bright red flesh inside.

The flesh squirmed, and a new consciousness was born. His whole body became uncontrollable. The black and red divine power and the silver divine power fought against each other. The two wonderful states of destruction and rebirth were superimposed on the body of the eight-armed sword demon, causing him to suffer unbearably and screaming miserably.

Hearing the screams from the halo, the faces of the people who were watching changed. Obviously, they did not expect that this strong man who looked gentle and not good at fighting could fight so well. He trapped the eight-armed sword demon in just a short time, and now it seemed that he was ready to wipe it out.

"How can he be so powerful?" Hawke maximized his spiritual sense to find out the situation within the halo. He really couldn't figure out why this player he had never met was so powerful.

"What should I do?" Milt's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Just watch, what else can I do? Why, are you going to surround and kill him?" Li Dong was also a little shocked, but after hearing Milt's words, he couldn't help laughing.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't say such a thing." Milt quickly denied it. He didn't want to have a powerful enemy for nothing.

Su Xingyu looked at the eight-armed sword demon in the halo with indifference. The octagonal halo continued to shine, and endless silver light shone down.

Now as the spirit of creation, his combat power is indeed not as good as that of the dark gods, but this does not mean that any cat or dog can come to provoke him.

"If you don't have any other trump cards, you will die here today."

The Spirit of Creation can be regarded as another absolutely independent incarnation. In essence, it is similar to the Dark Spirit, but there is not much connection between the two, at least not at present.

So the character of the Spirit of Creation is not as domineering as the Dark Spirit. He seems more detached.

But this does not mean that He is a good man.

If you really fall into His hands, you should kill him.

At this moment, there was another change outside.

The other two native creatures of the pseudo-god level looked at each other and immediately chose to attack the silver halo with all their strength.

Two high-energy attacks came, Su Xingyu frowned slightly, and said unhappily: "Trouble." With a casual move, the octagonal halo soared into the sky, broke through the space, fell behind Him, and continued to rotate, emitting silver light.

After losing the suppression of the artifact, the Eight-armed Sword Demon's condition was slightly relieved. Enduring the severe pain, He immediately burned the source of God, and the divine power surged wildly, suppressing the other consciousness in his body.

After regaining control of his body, He swung his sword with all his strength to chop at the silver halo.

Three high-energy attacks converged at one place. Without any surprise, the silver halo shattered and the energy aftermath spread to the surroundings.

The Eight-armed Sword Demon rushed out and joined the two outside.

The three people confronted the Spirit of Creation, and the atmosphere was slightly tense.

"Why, do you want to fight together?" Ignoring the extremely hostile eyes of the Eight-armed Sword Demon, Su Xingyu looked at the three pseudo-god-level beings with a calm expression, as if they were not beings of the same level as Him, but just three minions.

The three did not reply, turned around and left, and returned to their previous positions again.

Seeing this, some demigods who were ready to move silently retracted their gazes.

The tense atmosphere was relaxed, and everyone fell into a normal fight again.

"It would be better if you were more sensible earlier. You had to fight and waste everyone's time."

Looking at the three people leaving, Su Xingyu smiled and did not chase them, letting them leave.

With the strength of his current divine body, it is very difficult to kill a pseudo-god-level existence.

For a regular pseudo-god, one against one, he can completely suppress it.

One against two, it's a tie.

One against three, he will be suppressed.

If other players don't help, he really has no way to deal with these three guys.

Don't think that he easily trapped the eight-armed sword demon just now, and began to waste his vitality.

But luck also played a big role in it. The eight-armed sword demon underestimated him a little, thinking that he was not good at fighting, otherwise he would burst out with all his strength at the beginning, and Su Xingyu might not be able to trap him.

Gently shaking his head, Su Xingyu threw out the thoughts in his mind, stretched out his hand to grab the relic streamer that was lingering in the void, dispelled the light on it, and the items inside also revealed their true appearance.

A long sword of the true artifact level.

In addition to this relic streamer, he also obtained forty-two relic streamers, some of which were intercepted by the eight-armed sword demon, but after he was defeated, they naturally became Su Xingyu's spoils of war.

These relic streamers are at least holy-level items, including weapons and equipment, item scrolls, and even fragments of the godhead, all of which are valuable.