Return of the War God

Xuanxin District.

One of the fifty districts of the Universe.

The environment here is quiet and the most natural scenery, because it is rich in "Big Snow Spiritual Pines". One by one, the spiritual pines stand between heaven and earth, with luxuriant branches and leaves, covering the sky and the sun.

On weekdays, many creatures come here to play and enjoy.

However.

At this moment, the precious big snow spiritual pines in the Xuanxin District almost all collapsed, destroyed by the huge force!

But the most shocking thing is that the spiritual pines that were originally snow-white have now turned bright red and are stained with blood!

Because in the Xuanxin District, corpses are everywhere and blood flows like a river.

Above the void.

Five figures are standing!

Each figure is wearing a black robe and a strange mask on his face, like five gods of death!

The breath they exude is beyond the imagination of the creatures in the Xuanxin District, and each one can bring endless despair.

Just one finger, one palm, or one punch can set off an endless slaughter!

The strong smell of blood has already spread, making people sick. Countless creatures died miserably, with their eyes wide open, which makes people shudder.

The elegant and quiet Xuanxin District has become a purgatory on earth.

"Why?"

"What on earth are you? Why are you killing people?"

"No grudges or hatred! Why are you doing this?"

"You beasts, you must not die well, you must not die well!"

...

In the Xuanxin District, many six-winged feather gods and eight-winged feather gods roared in despair and confusion at this time!

They fell to the ground, covered in blood, their bodies cracked, and they seemed to not live long.

But apart from them, the mortals in the Xuanxin District were the most miserable!

In the eyes of these five figures, mortal beings are not even ants. They can't even wail before they die, and they are reduced to ashes.

Five cold figures stood in the void!

Their figures formed a huge shadow under the light, covering the entire Xuanxin District.

Under the black robes, five pairs of indifferent eyes seemed to have no emotional fluctuations. Looking at the entire Xuanxin District, it was like looking at an ant nest.

"Ahhhh!!"

"Even if I die! I will break your teeth!!"

At this moment, a roar came from a ruin in the Xuanxin District!

A boiling wave overflowed, and although the breath that bloomed was already weak, it could still be distinguished that it belonged to the breath of the "Ten-Winged Feather God"!

The ruins exploded, and a vicissitudes of blood-stained figure staggered out, and a silver spear in his hand burst out with a peerless edge!

When the many living creatures in the Xuanxin District saw this scene, a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in their eyes, and even more excitement surged!

"Silver Spear of the Snow God!"

"That's the lone strongman, the Snow God Venerable!"

"The Ten-Winged Feather God exists! He is famous throughout the universe!"

The Snow God Venerable, the overwhelming divine power is boiling, all his energy and spirit are poured into the silver spear in his hand, the sharp breath pierces the void, penetrates everything, and makes the sky tremble!

He stabbed a spear!

It was also the strongest shot of his life!

Aiming at the one in the middle of the five figures!

Heavy snow filled the sky, the coldness descended, countless spear shadows intertwined, with a hysterical determination.

Puff...

But the next moment, the spear shadows in the sky disappeared!

The Snow God Venerable was struck by lightning!

There was an extra hand on his silver spear, just holding it, directly extinguishing all his attacks.

With a loud bang, the Snow God's silver spear broke, and sparks flew. The hand came out like a ghost, grabbed the Snow God's neck, and brought him close!

The Snow God's neck was red and thick, and he wanted to struggle but it was useless, because he felt the indescribable ancient power coming at him!

But the Snow God still stared at one of the five figures close at hand!

"Who are you, you...?"

The Snow God spoke hoarsely with all his strength.

"Ants who want to defy the heavens!"

"An eyesore."

The cold figure sounded, with a sense of superiority and oppression!

At this moment, the Snow God's pupils shrank violently, as if he had finally confirmed one thing!

"You... twelve wings... twelve wings..."

Five twelve-winged feather gods!

Join forces here to destroy the Xuanxin District?

This is simply unimaginable!

You know, a month ago, the battle of the twelve-winged feather gods outside the Hidden God Zone had already shaken the entire universe, and many twelve-winged feather gods appeared.

In the end, many of them fell, causing an uproar.

But I didn't expect that five more twelve-winged feather gods appeared in this Xuanxin District!

When did the twelve-winged feather gods become as common as cabbage?

"The stronger... the more you shouldn't slaughter the weak... why... why..." The Snow God Venerable spoke hoarsely, he really couldn't figure it out.

Under the robe, he saw five strange masks!

And under the mask, he saw a pair of cold and ruthless eyes, looking at him as if looking at a dead person.

However, these five twelve-winged feather gods did not have any intention of answering, or rather, they simply disdained to answer.

The twelve-winged feather god in the middle began to exert force with his right hand that was strangling the Snow God Venerable's neck!

Suddenly, the Snow God Venerable trembled all over, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he slowly suffocated.

The appearance of this scene made the living creatures in Xuanxin District look pale and more desperate!

The Twelve Winged Feather Gods wanted to slaughter them!

How could they stop them? ?

"You will... be punished... definitely... will... be punished..."

The Snow God used up his last bit of strength and squeezed out such words from his throat!

As the right hand on his neck exerted more and more force, the Snow God had already bled from all seven orifices and felt the coming of death!

But he no longer cared, only death.

He just stared at the five Twelve Winged Feather Gods who were close at hand, and he had to remember them even if he fell into hell!

Gradually, the Snow God's eyes began to disperse.

But the next moment!

The Snow God's bleeding eyes were slightly stunned.

In a trance, he seemed to see a figure suddenly appear behind the five Twelve Winged Feather Gods!

A tall and slender figure.

Appeared silently, standing there like a ghost!

However, none of the five twelve-winged feather gods noticed it.

The Snow God thought he was hallucinating before he died.

Until!

A huge shadow was cast on the figures of the five twelve-winged feather gods, covering them.

In an instant!

The pupils of the five twelve-winged feather gods shrank together, as if they finally reacted, and their eyes showed disbelief, and they were about to turn their heads!

As a result, an indifferent voice floated over.

"Do you like to call people 'ants'... "

The twelve-winged feather god in the middle instinctively tensed up, and just as he was about to do something, a white and slender palm appeared on his head!

"You..."

Puff! !

The palm was pulled out in place!

The head of the twelve-winged feather god in the middle was torn off abruptly! !

Wow!

Suddenly, blood sprayed three feet, dyeing the void red!