God after all

Chapter 259: Battle of the Peak Gods: The Demon God Who Was Dismembered
"But the king of the vampire kingdom took the lead and snatched away the princess who was supposed to be the wife of the god."

Ido answered the Lord of the Demon God's words, with a hint of regret in his voice, "If the princess hadn't been defiled, she should be the wife of the god now."

The reality is very cruel. Not only did the chaste princess lose the mercy of the gods, but even Emperor Ligao resigned to his fate to marry his daughter to the culprit because he was afraid of the power of the vampire kingdom.

The most unfortunate thing was that the Lord of the Demon God set his sights on this girl who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and activated the evil god's descending plan on her.

"It turns out that there are people in this world who cause tragedies because of their beauty."

Feeling sorry, Ido sighed, and when he was about to turn around, he stopped immediately, squinting and caught a glimpse of the sudden commotion.

A flash of purple light was reflected in his red pupils, bursting out from the balls of hair.

A mass of black hair wrapping the coffin exploded.

Something moved so fast that it surpassed Ido's naked eyes.

The demon god's pupils widened uncontrollably, and he saw a dark existence attacking Li Yunji.

Then there was a deafening bang, and the dark presence hit the coffin in the distance.

The coffin wrapped around the cross behind his back was cracked, and it was not directly broken into pieces.

What Zhen Fei was looking for was not a circle of black fire covering Li Yunji's body, but an invisible barrier, which faintly revealed a watery liquid form when he was hit by a sword.

The handsome young man whose forehead was bleeding profusely did not hesitate, kicking off the coffin with both feet and rushing forward.

His figure is like a magic bird gliding, and the overturned hem of his clothes is hunting in the void.

Holding a long sword with a purple light blade, several gusts of wind released from the blade are like a dragon flying.

In just a moment, the sword with sufficient strength pierced the barrier, piercing through it fiercely and domineeringly.

The dark figure of Li Yunji who was close to her suddenly stopped in mid-air and was hindered by the black fire.

The blade of the sword was entangled and bound by a black air, conveying that what the beautiful boy held was an irreversible blocking force.

"Cold silence!?"

The majestic man's voice echoed from the black fire.

"Son of a virgin, how did you get in here?"

Leng Ji frowned slightly, seeing wisps of black air entangled with the blade spreading towards the hand.

He didn't move, and let the black air with the magic power of death and curse climb up his wrist.

Ido, who was at a height, was amazed that the Holy Son created by the ancestor of the gods was unscathed.

"Your new body has become powerful."

The Lord of the Demon God spoke arrogantly and arrogantly, "Is the blood of the skeleton still in the heart?"

Reticence is the label of indifference, never move your mouth when you can do it.

He clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the wind beam of purple light surged along the sharp blade, indicating that the power and intensity of the sword's divine skill had increased by more than several times.

Accompanied by the movement of the fine purple current, the black energy that bound the sword collapsed and disappeared unbearably.

Don't give the opponent a chance to attack, the demon god will take action himself.

A mass of black fire struck, and Leng Ji was caught off guard.

The out-of-control body was thrown backwards, smashing the huge stone cross in the distance.

The gravel powder flew, the cross and a coffin wrapped with chains were smashed together, and the powerful shock wave directly turned the child sealed in the coffin into blood.

Blood splattered all over the body, and the pale face showed a strange feeling of exquisite beauty.

He must have smelled the blood of innocent human beings, and he was in a trance for a moment.But that's all.

"Old Fifth, dig out his heart!"

The Demon Lord urged Ido to deal with the Virgin Son.

"Eat his body as you like, this is a delicious meal that this king rewards you."

A monster with a human face and a dragon body, hanging from a huge spider web, laughing heartlessly.

"Hey, this is the Holy Son!"

Ido stretched out his tongue and licked his dark blue lips, showing a secretly happy and excited smile, and threw himself towards the place where the prey was regarded as.

Leng Ji raised his face, staring at the danger coming from the air above his head.

An unstoppable swirling wind descended from the sky, rushing in the direction of the boy in black; but the ambush failed.

The stretched hem of the clothes spread out like wings, and the figure has already jumped high.

Under Leng Ji's feet is a huge monster, which is growing crazily at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The golden dragon's body squirmed and bowed, leaped towards the sky, and opened its bloody mouth.

Ido's bald face turned into an extremely ferocious and terrifying side. His mouth exposed a cylindrical shape with a diameter of five meters. Inside was a slowly rotating abyssal black hole, and the surface was covered with countless steel needle teeth.

When the mouth was stretched to the limit, the densely packed needle-pointed teeth glistened with blood, and the ancient and distant dragon's roar roared out from the inside of the cylinder.

Such a terrifying, almost distorted and disorganized mouth opened a hellish scene towards the beautiful boy in black.

Leng Ji faced the nightmare, even if it was hell of death waiting for him, he would definitely make the hell ghosts scream and wail.

The sword light that slashed down head-on flashed across the monster's mouth, and the desolate power of this flash of purple energy was so frightening that only a seriously wounded demon god could comprehend it.

The roar of pain shook the darkness where the flames flickered, and the hoarse echoes hovered endlessly.

The monster's big mouth, which occupies the entire face of the bald man, is split from top to bottom.

The dragon retreated in extreme pain and fell into the abyss below.

The young man who was more ruthless than Shura's evil spirit followed closely, and the purple light wind beam surged along the sharp blade that pierced down.

Ido dragged the wounded dragon's body down, leaning upwards with the gaping mouth, unable to dodge the blow from the sky, and was pierced to the end by the sword of the luminous figure.

Leng Ji pierced through the inside of the strange mouth covered with steel needles, breaking open the dragon's body.

The poor demon god was torn into two halves during his slaying, which was called a supernatural skill.

The blood-soaked Holy Son stood motionless in the void, indifferently looking down at his defeated generals as they fell rapidly into the dark abyss, disappearing without a trace.

His face was flushed red, his face was faintly illuminated by the firelight, and he was so beautiful that he was pitifully evil and enchanting.

The Lord of the Demon God, who witnessed the whole process of the battle, was so shocked that he couldn't calm down his trembling breathing for a while.

"Old Five..." he called softly, his voice sounded like a mysterious whisper from an ancient time and space, "Are you still alive?"

In the darkness where clusters of flames burn, there is the silence of the grave of death.

The dead silence didn't last long, broken by voices from the abyss below.

"It's okay...it's just a little hurt."

Vigilance flashed across his cold and lonely face, and he glanced at the bloody light shooting from the abyss below.

A storm of steel needles forced the boy in black to retreat.

The beating sound of soldiers meeting each other was crisp and clear, and sparks burst and flew in all directions.

Many coffins hit by steel needles are full of cracks.

It was as if hundreds of millions of long needles came covering the sky and covering the sky, drowning people with ruthless killing intent.

Leng Ji waved Nemesis, sweeping across dangers in all directions.

The loud and intense sounds from the weapons continued one after another, and the light around the person holding the sword splashed.

The resounding roar of the dragon came from far to near, and a monster's big mouth sprang out quietly, and the sharp teeth of steel needles gleaming with blood were bitten fiercely.

But the sneak attack failed, and what fell into the giant mouth was only an afterimage.

The boy in black, who moved like a ghost, descended from the sky and lightly landed on the dragon's body. When he bent his knees and squatted down, he held a long sword and pierced it from top to bottom.

The long roar of the dragon was exhausted, venting the unspeakable pain.

Ido became flustered, swinging his body frantically, trying to escape the injury from his back.

He turned his head to attack his opponent, and opened his giant cylindrical mouth covered with long steel needles again.

Pulling the sharp blade out of the dragon's body, Leng Ji, who had already stood up, faced the danger directly, gliding towards the demon god like a bully, with a powerful sword in his right hand, and made a cross cut vertically and horizontally.

The moment the two purple lights flashed, a spring of blood burst into the sky.

The big mouth full of terrifying fangs was divided into four pieces, and the scream of piercing pain flowed out from the huge mouth of the abyss of the cylinder.

Ido's bald head was directly shattered, and the brain was mixed with the void reflected by the splash of blood and flames.

Leng Ji once again sent out a fatal strike, raised his hand holding the sword high, and slashed down neatly, the fierce purple light cut across the dragon's neck.

The demon god's head and mouth were shattered together into an indescribable tragedy, and the dragon's body with a different head was separated by several beams of light.

(End of this chapter)