The devil kills the god

Chapter 1240 The Eternal Battle

1240 Battle of Eternal Ancients

During the prehistoric period, the God Lord of the Black Underworld swept across all directions by virtue of his natal magic. Cooperating with the God of the Black Underworld, the Four Elephant Hades Spear, almost scared the Shura Gods and fled away.

However, after he met the Qingjia Poison King, this overwhelming power was completely put to rest!

However, relying on his natal magic, he still gave Qingjia Poison King a fatal counterattack in the event of defeat and poisoning.

Although this counterattack only severely injured the Qingjia Poison King, but did not kill him, the power still made Qingjia Poison King still terrified when he recalled it!

"What? Are you going to use that natal magic again?" Qingjia Poison King twitched a few times, and then sneered: "In the prehistoric period, this king was injured by your natal magic, but... For thousands of billions of years, this king has already analyzed your method thoroughly, even if you use it now, it will not be able to produce the effect of the prehistoric period at all!"

"Who told you that I have to use my natal magic?" Qinglian raised her eyebrows and said with a sneer, "I have a more suitable method to deal with you!"

"Qinglian, are you planning to use that kind of trick? No way, if you use it, you will lose your combat power completely for a period of time, but this battle is far from over!" Qi Ling seemed to guess Seeing Qinglian's thoughts, she quickly reminded her.

"It doesn't matter, if I want to kill this guy completely, all I can do is this. After all, if I lose, let him enter the Wujimen camp, I am afraid that countless people will be killed by others in an instant. Kill, the terror of his poison, it's not like we haven't seen it in prehistoric times!" Qinglian shook her head and said.

"But you..." Qi Ling wanted to say something else...

"Needless to say, I've made up my mind!" Qinglian said with a gleam in her eyes, "Even if I fall, I still believe that they will be able to fight to the last moment and win. Give me a beautiful battle." victory!"

As he said that, he raised his finger and pointed to the starry sky in the distance: "I can feel that just now, Gu Ning also used that kind of trick, and the aura of the Purple Armored Mad King disappeared completely, this is his victory , is also the best foundation for all of us to win!"

"I understand, you really... are completely different from the previous Hei Ming Shenjun, and seem to be more cute, but... no matter what you decide, I will fight side by side with you to the end!" Qi Ling pondered After a while, I couldn't help but said leisurely.

"Thank you, old friend!" Qinglian twitched her lips.

"Damn it, what are you muttering about? Just let me take your head off, and take it as my first achievement in this final battle!" Qingjia Poison King roared , suddenly exuded an aura that even the surrounding space was afraid of, and they retreated one after another, rushing towards Qinglian!

"Original Taoism..." Qing Lian held the Black Underworld Divine Spear in both hands, slowly laying it across her chest, her eyes gleamed with incomparable brilliance, and slowly shouted: "The Great Desolation roars!"

As soon as his words fell, everything in the entire starry sky seemed to stop suddenly.

The fights among the countless people in the distance are also still, as if at this moment, time and space have become relatively static.

"What... what? This king's body... can't move?" Qingjia Poison King, who was rushing towards Qinglian, suddenly shook his whole body, followed by his pupils shrinking sharply.

"Stop struggling, it's useless, because at this moment, everything in the entire universe has completely stopped, here is the deepest place in the time rift, and it is also your burial place!" Qinglian's expression changed He became extremely indifferent, slowly raised his hand, and squeezed a few hand formulas very casually.

At the same time, suddenly there were countless noisy voices, ringing in the ears of Qingjia Poison King.

Those voices were getting louder and louder, as if they had really traveled through time, coming from the prehistoric era, arriving at the end of this time, and the distant shore rang in his ears!

"Ah! This... what kind of sound is this?" Qingjia Poison King was a little panicked. After all, how could the Heiming Shenjun in the prehistoric period use such special means as sound?

"Have you heard it? The music has already begun to sound. This music is composed of the last cries of all the dying creatures in this chaotic land from before the prehistoric days to today. How eagerly they are looking forward to, you can also Together with them... into this music..." Qinglian said lightly.

"Hmph, don't be complacent, with a mere voice, do you want to defeat this king?" Qingjia Poison King's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared ferociously: "This king's poison can corrode even the sound!"

"That's right, relying on the power of this voice alone, it's true that I can't defeat you, but my natal Taoism is not just so powerful!" Qinglian raised her hand again as she spoke, and flicked her wrist lightly.

The Black Underworld Divine Spear whizzed out immediately, with streaks of black lights flashing on it, and instantly turned into hundreds of spears, tens of thousands of them, covering the sky and covering the earth, forming a big net, enveloping the Qingjia Poison King.

"You should be no stranger to the power of the Black Underworld Divine Spear. If you are pierced by these countless divine spears, will you still survive?" Qinglian's words sounded like a soul-suffering call from the Nine Nether Underworld. The sound made Qingjia Poison King break out in a cold sweat.

"Joke, what kind of natal Taoism is this? It's just a forced fusion of two methods!" Qingjia Poison King gritted his teeth, and a thick layer of poisonous mist had already filled his body. He dared to believe that even Hei Ming If you stab it with a sharp spear, it will be completely shattered when it touches these poisonous mist!

"Is that so?" Qinglian suddenly showed a cruel and indifferent smile.

Immediately afterwards, the countless black god spears suddenly disappeared at the same time!

"Uh!" Qingjia Poison King was taken aback for a moment, and followed closely, feeling that the noisy voices echoing in his mind suddenly showed signs of distortion, and turned into countless black ghost spears!

"What? Unexpectedly... this Black Underworld Divine Spear actually entered this king's mind?" Qingjia Poison King suddenly exclaimed.

"Killing people doesn't have to be bloody. Sometimes...you can be very quiet..." Qinglian said, and with a wave of her sleeve, it seemed that she gave the order to kill the black magic gun: "Your body is poisonous! , but your soul is not formed by the condensation of poison, is it?"

"Spirit...soul..." Qingjia Poison King heard the words, his eyes were full of fear, but he didn't even let out a scream. Suddenly, countless black spears in his mind stabbed out at the same time, instantly killing his soul. And the soul is completely minced!

"Uh..." The Qingjia Poison King trembled all over, and the pupils in his eyes quickly expanded, his body shook a few times, and he fell limply...

"Complete..." Qinglian stretched out her hand and made a move, and the Black Underworld Spear appeared beside him again.

Immediately afterwards, the time and space that stopped immediately began to continue to run.

As if what happened during this short stop time, no one knew except Qinglian and the dead Qingjia Poison King.

And Qinglian's face was pale, her figure couldn't help shaking, her whole body was separated, and she also fell down...

Qingjia Poison King, one of the four holy kings of the Shura God Clan, dies!

At the same time, Xin Ziqing's battle seemed to be much easier.

In contrast, the Purple Armor Crow King she was fighting against was the only female among the four great saint-king masters, and she was also the weakest one in terms of strength.

But the Zijiawu King, who can devour the fire of the stars at will and manipulate it between his palms, is not the strongest in combat power, but he is also the most difficult one.

The Eight Desolation Phoenix Pagoda kept flying around Xin Ziqing, blocking all the opponent's attacks for it, but Xin Ziqing's methods could not do anything to the opponent at all.

The two sides have been engaged in a tug-of-war. For the time being, it seems that neither of them can pose too much threat to each other.

If this situation continues, it may not be surprising that it will last for thousands of years.

"Hmph, Lord Zifeng, do you really just want to spend time like this with me?" The glamorous Zijiawu King snorted coldly, and the fire of the stars continued to burst out in his hands.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, this final war will last for a long time before there is a result, so why worry?" Xin Ziqing replied indifferently.

"Master, don't play with her. Qinglian and Gu Ning have already won the victory, but...it seems that the situation is not going well, and they are also in a hard fight. If the people of the Shura God Clan play tricks at this time, they will almost This is going to be dangerous!" Tata suddenly said to Xin Ziqing.

"Well, I feel it too, indeed... there is no need to spend any more time with her!" Xin Ziqing nodded, her eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Oh? What? Do you want to be serious? It should have been like this a long time ago!" King Zijiawu sneered.

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly don't want to play with you anymore. You know, our women's personality changes very quickly!" Xin Ziqing said, her hands had already started pinching.

"Hmph, that's really brazen, okay, since you want to be serious, then I won't hold back any more!" Zijiawu King burst out, and immediately opened his arms, a black flame rose from the palm of his hand, Immediately after, put your hands together: "King of the Golden Crow, the prosperous age of fire!"

"Shua!" In an instant, Xin Ziqing's body was swallowed by a star that suddenly appeared beside her.

The blazing fire of the stars kept swallowing, so that Xin Ziqing had no spare energy to struggle out!

"This... This is condensed by the fusion of countless stars..." Xin Ziqing shrank her pupils slightly and exclaimed.

"Hahaha, that's right, in the fire of the stars, let's turn into ashes!" King Zijiawu couldn't help laughing when he saw that he had succeeded so easily.

"Master..." The Eight Desolation Phoenix Pagoda galloped over quickly, trying to protect Xin Ziqing, but just after touching the star, there was a sign of being melted, so she had to stay away from it.

"Haha, it's so ugly, Zifeng Shenjun, in the prehistoric period, you were easily killed by me, but this time, it is still such a fate. I really don't know how you, a weak guy, became the Promise Sect!" One of the five great gods!" Zijiawu King smiled even more wildly, flaunting his beauty, his plump body constantly trembling slightly...

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