God of Killing

The huge illusions of the ancient demons above their heads are still eating away at the divine bodies and souls of the ghost-marked tribesmen. Those ancient demons come from the eyes on the blood swords, and they seem to have the most evil and evil power. Once a ghost-marked tribesman is killed, The slaughter can absorb all the negative emotions they had before their death, making the ancient demon gods stronger and stronger.

From the crater of the extinct volcano, the surging death essence overflowed, turning into streams of energy and converging on Shi Yan.

The energy in the acupoints all over his body was filled to the extreme, and he had an unfulfilled desire, as if he had infinite power to vent, otherwise his realm would be blocked and he would suffer backlash.

A long roar rose to the sky, and Shi Yan, who was lurking underground, could not suppress his inner desire to fight. He suddenly flew into the sky and appeared directly at the gathering place of the Ghost Pattern Tribe.

The warriors from Yaoqi Pavilion and Gale Wind War Department were shocked, showing great excitement and joy.

Fuwei's delicate body trembled slightly, and her heart was filled with excitement. Looking at the rock rising into the sky, her beautiful eyes showed an intoxicating luster.

Xia Xinyan frowned slightly, smiled helplessly, and said to her subordinates: "God!"

There was a deafening roar from one warship after another. Following her instructions, they rushed quickly from the stone passage, no longer hiding underground, and one after another rushed into the sky, revealing themselves on the surface of the stars.

Fuwei was stunned for a moment, thinking rapidly in her mind, and then ordered: "God!"

Obviously, the situation here is completely different from the other two places. Only Du Lin, who is in the third level of False God, has no ability to enter the underground at all. On the contrary, after Shi Yan's sudden appearance, their side seems to have the upper hand.

Everyone knows what kind of benefits can be obtained by pursuing victory, and Fuwei no longer hides and prepares to inflict maximum damage to the invading Dulin as quickly as possible.

The warriors from the Gale War Department and Yaoqi Pavilion rushed to the crater of the extinct volcano one by one, and immediately joined the battle circle to fight back against the ghost pattern clan members.

Holding a shield in one hand, Shi Yan's momentum was unprecedentedly strong, fighting Du Lin alone. The exquisite secrets slowly moved, drawing the blood of the surrounding corpses, forming a thick and scarlet sea of ​​blood souls. The bloody sea water had a The surname Ling is dedicated to watching the ghost pattern clan members drown. Everyone who is drawn into the sea of ​​blood souls will immediately lose their heart and soul, and will subconsciously attack their comrades around them.

The secrets were changing continuously, and the space blades were like shining sharp knives, whirling around Du Lin, bringing out brilliant light patterns.

Smiling wildly, thousands of starlights condensed and gathered, like a chain tempered by the light of the stars, spanning the sky and the earth, entangling towards Du Lin.

Shi Yan becomes more and more fierce as he fights!

On the contrary, Du Lin, who was at the peak of False God, seemed to be overwhelmed by his intensive and changing power offensive, as if he was at a disadvantage.

The bloody giant sword disappeared, and only the ancient demon gods were flying around, carrying out bloody massacres on the people of the Ghost Pattern Tribe. Due to the strong performance of the uncertain factor Shi Yan, the members of Yaoqi Pavilion and Gale Wind War Department The warriors were all high-spirited, and their combat power gradually increased, and they actually suppressed the intruders here.

More members of the Ghost Pattern Tribe were killed, more death essences gathered, and Shi Yan's divine body seemed to expand, becoming more majestic and terrifying, with overwhelming and overbearing power all around him.

As a member of the Ghost Pattern Tribe was buried, and as more essence penetrated, his fighting power continued to soar, as if it would never end. Gradually, his body seemed to be unable to bear it, and his skin and flesh were cracked, but The blood of the undead demon did not splash out, as if the blood crystal was attached to his divine body, making him feel as if he had been watered with blood and became a bloody man.

"The vast starry sky, the boundless sea of ​​stars, and the infinite star power!"

Shi Yan's hands formed a strange mark, which seemed to penetrate the sky, earth and sky. In the dark sky without stars, dim stars suddenly appeared. The stars flickered like fireflies flapping their fans, gradually getting bigger and brighter.

Billions of star points fell from the deep, mysterious and endless starry sky, falling on the surface of the stars like dense raindrops. Moved by his soul, he seemed to be in the dazzling galaxy, like the lord of the stars, freely twisting the starlight condensed by the stars. , hitting Du Lin hard like a whip.

Dulin's virtual world is like a thunderhead, containing thousands of intertwined thunder and lightning, and the thunder will never stop.

A series of dragon-like lightnings swooped out from the virtual world, impacted with the starlight in the sky, collided with space blades, and clashed with the most evil and evil power. Du Lin's strength was rapidly consumed, and his body gradually became numb and weak. , the mental energy is quickly exhausted.

On the other hand, Shi Yan is like the most perfect war machine, never tired. Not only has his strength not faded, but it is still rising steadily, as if there is no end.

Du Lin suddenly felt chilled, and felt an invincible sense of frustration towards this young man who suddenly appeared.

In terms of divine weapons, his Thunder Divine Spear cannot break through the blood shield. In terms of strength, he cannot overwhelm the opponent at all. In terms of exquisite realm, he is better, but the opponent has the three powers of life and death, space, and stars, but it makes up for it. A single strength is not enough to match him.

With all his unique advantages, he was unable to win against Shi Yan, which gave him a huge headache.

Seeing the members of the Crocker family who had been carefully cultivated by the Crocker family die one after another, Du Lin's heart bleeds, and he suddenly felt that his taking the initiative to come here this time may be the biggest failure in his life.

Just when the Ghost Pattern Clan was in ruins, a figure quietly emerged. It was a member of the Shadow Tribe. He had a sinister expression and a pair of cold eyes. He did not look at the killed Ghost Pattern Clan member and did not go. I didn't look at Du Lin, nor Fu Wei, Xia Xinyan...

His eyes were just wandering over the images of evil ancient demon gods, as if he was trying to determine something.

His eyes suddenly trembled, and he suddenly stared at Shi Yan who was holding the blood shield. His eyes did not move away. He muttered something and suddenly took action.

The ten towering mountains and rivers around them seemed like stone pillars being forcibly pulled out, carrying a vast and terrifying threat. The mountains and rivers were like awls, like artifacts from the heavens, rushing toward the top of the stone rock.

The unique sense of oppression in the Beginning God Realm shrouded the world. Those with lower realms could not help but vomit blood and fell from the void in embarrassment. The power in their bodies suddenly became disordered, giving rise to a feeling of invincibility and decadence, and they even wanted to kneel down. Bow down.

In the realm of the Beginning God, heaven and earth are unified, the essence of the mysteries is operating, and the fundamentals of the laws of the mysteries are understood.

Those mountains and rivers were the sharp weapons in his hands, indestructible. Under the pressure of the rumbling explosions, the warriors from the Ghost Pattern Clan, Yaoqi Pavilion, and Gale War Department were all trembling with fear and desperately wanted to leave the battle circle.

Everyone could see clearly that the target of those mountains and rivers was clearly only one person - Shi Yan!

Xia Xinyan and Fuwei could not help but scream, but under this earth-shattering intimidation, they were unable to resist or even hinder them slightly.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The majestic mountains and rivers fell like meteorites, all bombarding the area where Shi Yan was. The ground cracked and collapsed immediately. The area went directly into the center of the ground. Shi Yan's body was suppressed inside and could not see the situation.

A powerful blow from the Beginning God Realm was definitely not comparable to Du Lin's. In just one move, Shi Yan was crushed by the huge mountain and no one could be seen.

The warriors from all sides who were originally engaged in a fierce battle were holding their breath and concentrating at this moment, staring blankly at the shadow clan strongman who suddenly appeared, with cold eyes.

Xia Xinyan's face was ashen, and her eyes showed great fear and uneasiness. She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she looked up to the sky and screamed, calling for something.

Far away, Feng Yan, who was originally fighting with the Ghost Pattern Clan's leader, Hammer, changed his eyes. Without saying a word, he abandoned Hammer and rushed towards this side as quickly as possible.

Xia Xinyan seemed to be going crazy, looking at the Shadow Clan members who suddenly appeared with a look of resentment on her face, her red lips panting, her eyes cold to the bone.

Fuwei's delicate body trembled slightly, and her blue eyes looked closely into the mountains and rivers. A sense of sadness and sorrow quietly filled her heart. At this moment, she suddenly realized that at some point, that young man... had occupied a place in her heart. This extremely important position is usually not noticed, but now it is extremely clear!

boom!

Mountains and rivers suddenly exploded, and a bloody shield resurfaced.

In the explosion of countless pieces of gravel, a blood shadow rose into the sky. Its elbows, shoulders, and knees were covered with ferocious spikes. The chest, waist, abdomen, and arms were covered with barriers as hard as armor, which were completely natural with the divine body. It seems to be some kind of condensed shell of physical power.

Perfect fighting form, explosive power, eyes as scarlet as blood, and a strong and evil aura.

Koka from the Shadow Clan was in a trance for a moment, staring blankly at the sudden appearance of different racial characteristics, and subconsciously whispered softly: "God...people of the God Clan." He paused and suddenly realized, "That's not right! They’re not from the God Clan! They’re from the Immortal Demon Clan!”

"Shi, Shi Yan?" Xia Xinyan's beautiful eyes showed disbelief, and she looked at the young man who had transformed into a divine body with great surprise. Although his appearance was very different, the unique aura was clearly that of Shi Yan. .

Fuwei knew about the kinship relationship between Shi Yan and the Blood Demon, took one look at it, and immediately reacted, and the pain and sorrow in her heart was instantly swept away.

The stone rock standing high in the sky was breathing heavily, and the divine body was shattered. However, the drop of red demon blood never fell. Once it appeared, it would become solid and attached to the surface of the physical body, forming a hard shell to protect the whole body.

The flesh and blood all over his body was severely damaged, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced. Several tendons burst directly, and several bones were shattered. His condition was not good, and his divine body had been severely injured, but he was an undead demon with the most powerful physical body in the world. One of the races, they were at the peak of their life strength just now. They withstood a Kaka attack and were not killed instantly.

He stood there, feeling the mysterious power overflowing from his acupoints, feeling the rapid recovery inside his divine body, feeling the replenishment of divine power in his body, feeling the continued surge in combat power...

Looking at Koka of the Shadow Clan in the First God Realm, he didn't know why, but he was not afraid. Instead, he suddenly felt a heroic and infinite fighting spirit.

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(To be continued)