God after all

Chapter 276: Peak God War 18 Black Fire Figure
The gods overlooked the scenery below from the nine heavens, and they were horrified by what they saw and heard, and could not restrain their hands and feet from trembling.

Nearly a million demon armies were annihilated in ashes, disappearing silently under the shroud of brilliant white light.

What kind of horrible and appalling destruction is this?They are all brought about by the existence of the only one in heaven and earth.

Even the surviving Angel Legion, when faced with an absolute powerhouse like the ancestor of all gods, could not help but feel trembling, unable to control their kneeling posture, and lowered their heads.

Even the gods couldn't help offering their knees and worshiping the return of the Black Yahweh.

Only Michael, the Lord of Light surrounded by the gods of the heavens and the world, and Tian and Li, dragged by four heavenly dragons, remained silent.

The figure of him sitting on the big white throne is like a god.

The strong wind blew through the vast and vast void, and the whistling sound was like crying.

Where the demon army was destroyed, there were only countless helmets, armors, and weapons all over the sky, stretching into the distance.

The black air and the bleak wind entangled together, brushing against Lin Li's raised swords.

The blades of the knives and swords were cold, and blood was dripping on them.

The black air quickly covered the sky, leaving only a faint light from the sky.

Harix, who was sealed by the platinum flames, maintained his kneeling posture, the flames covering his body were still dancing and jumping, and his deity had lost his sanity.

The demon god Helena also suffered the same fate as him, floating like a corpse, covered in platinum flames.

"Holy Son! Your body..."

Surrounded by nine dragon gods, they cast worried looks at their master.

In their jewel-like eyes, there was even panicked fear.

"My current body cannot fully carry the power of the Black Lord."

Hearing this sentence, no one is not shocked - what will happen to the body that cannot carry the power of the Black Jehovah?
The backlash phenomenon has spread to Leng Ji's chest, and he will disappear in the transparency in a short time.

"Is there no way?"

Kowloon's voice could not conceal the mournful sadness.

"No."

The cold voice that would freeze even the sun chilled Bonn's heart.

The gust of wind intensified the blowing momentum, blowing the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

The endless black mist covered the sky impenetrably.

Among the gods and the boundless legion of angels, everyone looked panicked.

"The Lord of Demon Gods!?"

"Athanars..."

"Why did it appear only now?"

Cowardly words tinged with fear echoed in the army of the gods.

The thick black mist covered the sky, and he generally declared his rule with ideology.

A huge human face several meters across is transformed by black air into a handsome and youthful appearance. The elegant features seem to come from the hand of a talented painter.

But even if it is a talented painter, the human face that he exhausted his whole life to paint is still not as good as the cold beauty full of magic of the Holy Son.

"This king is here to see you off for the last time."

Hearing the ruthless words of the Lord of Demon Gods, Leng Ji was unmoved.Even under the gaze of all eyes, his expression remained calm.

"It's not certain who will send whom the last ride."

Nine dragon gods escort the Holy Son, and the super huge body that soars through the clouds and fog occupies the sky, and the domineering and majestic appearance makes all the gods tremble.

The faces of the army of gods looking up were shrouded in endless shadows.

Three groups of black air that emerged silently wrapped around the demon god Harix and Helena respectively, devouring them.

Lengji didn't stop the black air from taking away the two demon gods, and they disappeared without a trace.

"It seems that you are here to save your younger siblings."

Ignoring the words of the Nine Dragon God, the red pupils of the Lord of Demon Gods, who looked down on everything in the world, dissipated into soot, and the face of eternal youth was disillusioned.

Through the condensing of the black mist, a burly figure three meters high emerged in the air, with black flames burning all over his body, and his imaginary face was only dotted with a pair of ruthless, slender red pupils.

His weapon is a five-meter-long gun, all transformed by black air.

His hair was thicker and deeper than the night, and his flying posture was like a Shura ghost.

"Holy Son, your body is unwell..."

Before he could finish the words "Don't shoot", Nine Dragon God only felt the figure of the black fire passing by with a gust of wind, and the black flames burned blazingly on his body.

The unsparing roar of the Dragon God shook the heavens and the earth, shaking everything in the universe.

Next, light and black fire merged to render the world in an instant.

Blocking the blow from the long spear waved by the Lord of Demon God, Leng Ji's whole body burst into radiance.

With a blow from the long spear, only the circular light barrier was hit.

The two earth-shattering and incomparably huge forces collided together, emitting radioactive light all over the boundless void.

Bystanders almost couldn't open their eyes, and the retinas of many creatures were directly burned and necrotic.

"Quick retreat!"

"leave here……"

In absolute chaos, the shouts of the army of the gods turned into howls and screams.

The black fire of the Lord of Demon Gods can destroy even gods.

"My fire can burn them to ashes, can you save them?"

As soon as these words fell, the sound of explosions resounded through the sky.

The black and white figures fighting close to each other were bounced away by the two powerful forces that check and balance each other.

Leng Ji flew out in the opposite direction, realizing that he was at a height above nine heavens.

Beside him is a gorgeous car and a car dragged by four heavenly dragons, which are quietly burning in the black fire.

All the gods fled in all directions, and only the king of the heavenly army was left sitting on his throne.

Leng Ji glanced coldly at the figures in the car and inside, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Michael?"

"I'm just a replica created by the Maharaja out of clay."

The figure was on the throne, speaking in Michael's voice.

The white veil decorated on the canopy glows with golden light, which is incomparably mysterious when the wind blows and the clouds move, appearing and disappearing from time to time.The black fire burned it all to ashes.

Tianlong couldn't bear the fire, so he broke free from the reins and fled.

The fly and tilt covering the black fire collapsed, falling down together with the figure on the throne.

"Michael created an exact replica of himself and put it here as a display. And where did his real body go? This king has the same question as you."

Behind Leng Ji came the voice of the Demon God Lord.

The black fire figure witnessed with his own eyes that the Son of God, who was full of brilliance, disappeared in an instant.

The sword light streaked across the air, and the light beam released flew thousands of miles.

Caught off guard by a slash, the black fire figure split from the waist, and the separated upper body and lower body quickly retreated against the direction of the wind.

The look of astonishment flashed through his red pupils like an electric current, because the white portrait in his field of vision disappeared.

An unexpected blow came from behind him.

The lightsaber flashed across in a vertical line, cutting the black fire figure in half from bottom to top, causing it to be torn apart.

Feeling that he was disappearing into thin air, the astonishment froze in the separated and staggered eyes of the Demon God Lord.

"You're just going faster."

The sound echoed after the shattered fragments dissipated, and disappeared before a black flame figure took shape.

Azanars appeared in an intact posture, confidently looking down at his opponent who was floating in the air below.

The distance between each other is [-] meters, one is high and the other is low.

Leng Ji, who was in a lower position, didn't even raise his head, and didn't even look at the Demon God Lord.

In an instant, countless holy figures appeared and surrounded the black fire figure.

Faced with this situation, the Lord of the Demon God could no longer utter a single word of madness.

(End of this chapter)