God after all

Chapter 267 Peak Godly Battle 9 The Lord of the Cold and Silent War Standing Demon God
After Leng Ji awakened, he possessed all the divine power and all the memories of Black Yahweh.

The loneliness and solitude that had been precipitated for 3000 million years permeated his whole body.

He was so quiet, so quiet that even the Lord of the Demon God felt sad.

"In order to destroy the immortal demon gods, you and the ancestor of the gods really took great pains."

"The project of hunting the demon god was planned by my father and me. We have waited too long for this day to come."

"What is the coming of this day? Are you resurrecting with the help of the Holy Son, or are you standing here against the king?"

Leng Ji, who possesses the divine power and memory of Black Yahweh, shows a rare smile.

"You can think whatever you want."

His voice was piercing, echoing through the blackfire-burning void.

The Lord of the Demon God stopped talking nonsense, and summoned knives, swords, forks, halberds, and yu that were emitting black air, like a violent storm pouring down.

The hail of guns and arrows that covered the sky and the sun flew around the supreme and glorious figure, flooding the world with the momentum as if the mountain peaks could be buried by clouds and rain.

A spot of light flickered in the center of Leng Ji's forehead, bursting with radiance.

The power of the Noble Phantasm and the Platinum Holy Light was unstoppable, and the two sides condensed into the void to confront each other.

The tense situation turned towards the Lord of the Demon God. Countless weapons swelled and became larger, and their power increased sharply. They overwhelmed the permeating holy light and approached the shining figure.

Leng Ji remained motionless, even in the face of Mount Tai's collapse.

A beam of light flew from below the abyss filled with black fire, and the right hand of Leng Ji flashed in seconds.

Before he awakened, this sword was lost in the abyss, and now it came with his call, and transformed into a golden lightsaber all over his body, emitting misty air.

Leng Ji raised his hand, and drew a light blade from the blade that bounced upwards.

The destructive power that swept across all directions erupted from the movement of his hand.

The powerful power of the holy light stirred up the void and crushed countless weapons.

The air trembled violently, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.

The black fire devouring the void seemed to be trembling in fear, twisting its teeth and claws.

Under Leng Ji's control, Nemesis has awakened all his strength and returned to his original appearance.

The faintly glowing golden blade emitted light beams of air, and its explosive power increased several times, forming five or six wisps of flying.

The black fire couldn't bear the shroud of light, and gradually extinguished.

The brightness like day illuminates the void and dispels the boundless darkness.

The Holy Son, who seemed to be transformed from light, shone brightly, and his whole body was dazzling like stars.

An evil existence diametrically opposite to him appeared, condensed from the terrifying black fire into a two-meter-tall human silhouette, slender and strong limbs emitting black air, and a pair of narrow red pupils flickered on the face of an illusory black mist .

A five-meter spear appeared in the right hand of a dark figure, and the whole body was made of black fire and mist, emitting hot air and flames.

"Come here, let's fight the king!"

The voice of the Lord of Demon God rang out from the figure of Black Flame.

The unmoved Leng Ji ignored his provocation, only the golden lightsaber in his hand released a strong color.

Unable to hold back the restlessness, the Lord of Demon God whose soul was hiding in the body of the black fire figure preempted the enemy.

A black point of light flashes from the sharp spearhead, expands and expands violently, and bursts out a ball of dark light, hitting the opponent directly.

The ball of light exploded, and the raging flames engulfed the light in a large area.

The figure of Hei Huo froze, aware that there was danger approaching behind him, he used his left hand to pass through his chest area, and grabbed the blade stabbing from the back.

On the blackened five fingers, there was a sizzling sound like a flame being extinguished by water.

The figure held the lightsaber in his left hand, and the black fire and smoke on his five fingers were extinguished.

Before the left hand disintegrated and disappeared, a terrifying phenomenon occurred. The silhouette of a human figure appeared on the back of the figure, and the place that should have been the front turned into the back.

The big spear stretched forward under the sprint of a violent blow from the right hand, and this action took place in less than a second.

But the front third of the spearhead was grabbed by a hand, only ten millimeters away from penetrating into Leng Ji's body.

The barrel of the gun trembled slightly in his hands, as if frightened.

The offensive was restrained by both sides, and there was a stalemate for a while.

The Demon God Lord let out a joyful laugh, narrowing his long and narrow red pupils slightly.

"You're not very good either."

As soon as the words of the black fire figure fell, they quickly poured into the body of the Holy Son.

Black fire burst out of Leng Ji's whole body with a "chi" sound, even his face and hair were ablaze.

The holy light on his body has not been extinguished, and it is confused with the black fire, flashing a kind of creepy cold terror.

"Is it the holy light on you that is powerful, or the black fire of this king?"

The Lord of the Demon God is very arrogant, not only wants to compete with Shengguang, but also wants to try to burn the Son of God.

Leng Ji frowned slightly, not wanting to get too entangled with the black fire figure attached to his body, he raised his hand without hesitation, and pierced his chest with a sword.

The powerful and murderous aura of the lightsaber permeated his limbs and bones, suppressing the black energy permeating his body.

Feeling the pain, the figure of Black Fire broke free from the body it possessed, and fled quickly.

"Thanks to you being able to do it, do you want to die with this king?"

Unexpectedly, the opponent would be so ruthless, the Lord of Demon God cursed angrily.

Leng Leng pulled out the lightsaber from his chest as if nothing had happened, and a large swath of red flowers spread on the wound that was difficult to heal itself.

The red color renders the sharp blade, and the blood flow meanders and slides down tick-tock.

"That's fine—" Looking at the wounded Son, the black fire figure couldn't restrain his excitement and laughed, "This stabbing with the sword will only speed up the five elements of the gods to devour your body."

On the contrary, the black fire figure was safe and sound, the whole body was covered with mist, and there were no traces of wounds.

"Do you think you can defeat this king with a single sword?"

Not giving the Lord of the Demon God Rory a chance, Leng Ji raised his hand and swung his long sword, several sharp and rough light blades sliced ​​through the void.

The black fire figure didn't dodge and retreat, but faced the danger head-on, swung the flaming spear, and knocked the light blade away two or three times.

He glides at a lightning-fast speed, approaching the Holy Son.

Leng Ji leaped up, and approached the figure of Hei Huo, using his sword to block the spearhead that was slashing head-on.

The power of the two weapons is terrifying, and only the two sides in the confrontation can appreciate it.

In the instant of a thousandth of a second, lightning and flint splashed, black air overflowed and rushed, and a meteor-like cold light burst.

It was not only sparks, lightsabers, spears, arc-shaped sharp edges that were bounced off, but also the two sides in close combat.

After a moment of hesitation, the black fire figure and the light figure kicked into the sky, continuing to fight endlessly.

The fierce battle was fought vigorously, and the deafening sound of explosions came from between the two black and white figures.

Black fire and holy light filled their surroundings, devouring the void.

A beam of dark light burst out from the tip of the spear, bursting with a steady stream of light, as dense as a meteor shower pouring down.

There is no room for retreat or dodge in Lengji, the only way to resolve disasters is to swing a lightsaber.

The slender and sharp blade meets the dark beam of light, piercing through the illusory space where no matter exists.

Just the sound of cracking and breaking is enough to destroy any life.

The space shakes violently, and the mixed black, white and gold rays of light become chaotic and pale.

The boundless illusory space seems to be collapsing and destroying soon.

The pillar of dark light and the sharp blade of holy light hit the golden shield, and cracks appeared in the towering objects surrounded in circles in all directions.

It can be seen from this that if the two figures continue to fight, the strong shield will inevitably be torn apart by the incomparable force.

(End of this chapter)