Emperor of Death

Chapter 1603 Slaughter God 1

Chapter 1603 Slayer God One
Goddess of elves, rule the world!Exuding monstrous flames, the elves surrendered, worthy of the name of the gods.

Even if it's just a ray of will, it's powerful and terrifying, looking down at Yechen lying in the deep pit below, bleeding from his mouth.

Yechen moved his fingers, lying in the deep pit, opened his eyes, and suddenly smiled faintly.

"Goddess!" Ye Chen murmured softly, "As expected of the power of the gods, it is indeed terrifyingly excessive. But this is just the case. Then today, I will really kill the gods."

The Great Elder suddenly appeared and shouted excitedly: "Presumptuous, humble human race, dare to speak wild words!"

At this moment, relying on the power of the gods, the resentment that Yechen had poured on him before broke out in an all-round way at this moment, and he seemed very energetic and happy.

"The devil who blasphemes the goddess, you should go to hell!" An old elf said viciously.

Countless fierce gazes stabbed at Ye Chen, trying to pierce Ye Chen like a sharp sword.

From the moment the elf goddess descended, Yechen became the enemy of the entire elf clan.

"Tu Shen!" The goddess whispered softly, her words were full of disdain, "Human race, it is really unforgivable, thinking about whimsical things all day long."

As soon as the words fell, the goddess stretched out her finger and pointed at Ye Chen below.

The cyan Changhong fell like a meteor, hitting Ye Chen's position.

"Boom!" Yechen was hit right on the ground, and the smoke and dust filled the air for a while, and the entire corner of the originally beautiful capital disappeared. Fortunately, the elves ran fast before, and there were no elves staying around Yechen.

The dust slowly dissipated, and a figure slowly walked out of the dust, becoming clearer and clearer.

He held a huge scale in his right hand, and the emerald green light on his body was burning and shaking outside his body like a green flame.

After seeing the appearance clearly, an old man exclaimed: "This devil is not dead yet!"

Not only did Yechen not die, but at this moment, his face was rosy and he looked abnormally healthy.

Under the healing power of life, this injury is nothing to Ye Chen.

"This is?" The goddess stared at the mysterious scales in Yechen's hands, as if very surprised, and even Yechen felt the panic in her words.

"You know it?" Yechen asked, lifting the mysterious scale in his hand.

"No, it's impossible." The goddess shook her head and sneered, "I must be wrong."

"What's wrong?" Ye Chen continued to ask.

"Hmph!" the goddess sneered, "Why does a dying person know so much?"

Ye Chen nodded, then put away the scales in his hands, and said flatly: "It's okay, I will capture your true deity someday, and I will naturally have many ways to make you speak out."

Grabbing the void with his right hand, black light emerged, and Ye Chen held the magic sword in his hand again, and then stepped in the void, walking towards the elf goddess step by step.

"The power of life, humble human race, are you the Goddess of Life you believe in?" This time, the words of the Elf Goddess actually carried a questioning tone, as if she cared about the Goddess of Life.

"No!" The elf goddess said to herself again, "You can't be a believer of the goddess of life, you despicable human being, you have cultivated the power of the goddess of life without permission. I will destroy you today!"

"Death!" Yechen's body suddenly flew above the elf goddess, and the magic sword glowed with a deep yellow light, and slashed fiercely towards the elf goddess.

The goddess looked up at Yechen, and said softly: "Haven't you realized yet? Your sword can't hurt me at all." She stretched out her left hand, and the cyan air shield suddenly bounced off.

Yechen was holding the magic sword in his hand, and was sent flying by Qi Jin again, and he flew upside down in the sky.

At the same time, the goddess turned her head suddenly, and saw a black figure appearing above her head behind her, with a hideous mask on her face, also holding a magic sword in both hands, looking down and chopping fiercely.

The magic sword swept across the sky with a bright light, trying to split the goddess into pieces.

"Damn it!" The goddess yelled angrily in a low voice, and hastily cast her air mask again to block the magic sword.

The magic sword struck the gas mask, this time, the two sides were evenly matched.

The goddess flicked her right hand lightly, and struck again with the goddess's hand, the mighty power emerged and hit Lan Wen's chest, sending her flying.

Behind the goddess, Yechen's body was covered with a blue light. The injury just now was recovering rapidly, and it was shot like a cannonball, and the magic sword slashed towards the waist of the goddess.

"Punishing Sword!" Ye Chen shouted.

At this moment, the sword light was surprisingly bright, as if condensing the brilliance of the sky.

"Boom!" The magic sword collided with the cyan air shield, making a violent roar, and Yechen flew upside down again, but the light and shadow of the goddess finally stopped standing still, and took three consecutive steps backwards in the sky.

Sword lights all over the sky surged towards the goddess.

"Small tricks!" The goddess sneered, and lightly waved her right hand, causing endless sword shadows to shatter one after another.

In the shadow of the sword, Lan Wen rushed out again, and the nameless sword skill swept across the sky, slashing towards the throat of the elf goddess.

"Dang!" The elf goddess flicked the fingers of her left hand lightly on the magic sword. The magic sword was shaken away, and the blade brushed against the elf goddess' face and stabbed. forward.

Blue light flooded Lan Wen's chest, and her body was sent flying again.

Behind the goddess, sword shadows filled the air.

Ye Chen returned to the back of the elf goddess again, the light of the magic sword surged, and a dense rain of arrows pierced the goddess' back.

The goddess turned around, slapped out her right hand, and flicked her fingers in the void, making a "jingle jingle" sound.

The light and shadow kept blooming, the goddess' fingers kept popping out, Yechen's magic sword was knocked to the ground with a "ding dong", and the magic sword in his hand kept moving backwards in the sky.

The power of the elven goddess was too strong, every time Yechen's magic sword collided with his fingers, the sword's arm couldn't help trembling.

After hitting it sixteen times in a row, the hand of the elf goddess suddenly slapped forward.

A magic sword came out from the side and blocked in front of the goddess' palm. Lan Wen's magic sword collided with the goddess' palm, defusing this attack for Yechen.

Lan Wen's body took three steps back in the sky, the goddess looked at Lan Wen, and subconsciously exclaimed: "What a lot of strength!"

Yechen shook his numb arm, then took another step, and together with Lan Wen, the two magic swords slashed forward.

The sword light burst into dazzling light.

"It's really troublesome!" The goddess held up her right hand, and a semicircular mask appeared in front of Yechen and Lan Wen.

"Boom!" The mask burst open like a bubble, and the powerful destructive force hit Yechen and Lan Wen, and they were overturned and rolled in the sky.

Yechen spat out blood, and immediately his body was filled with blue light again, recovering from the injuries in his body, and then continued to kill the elf goddess with Lan Wen, and said fiercely: "I will consume you to death!"

(End of this chapter)

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