The devil kills the god

Chapter 1242 The Eternal Battle

1242 Battle of Eternal Ancients

"What the hell is this? Smoke bombs? Huh! You can use such a low-level method, it seems that you are really at the end of the road!" The Golden Armored Mad King waved his arms and shouted disdainfully.

"Not popular? Hmph, winning is the way to be king. This is what you bastards of the Shura God Race have been talking about!" Sui Xing's figure flashed, also entered the smoke, and moved towards the Golden Armored Crazy King. go straight.

"Hmph, this king is indestructible. Even if you use this method, you can't do anything to me. You should give up!" The mad king in golden armor was full of disdain, and he waved his hand. stand up.

"Is that so?" Sui Xing had an evil smile on his face, and his figure kept flickering in the smoke: "Haven't you discovered that all my attacks just now were for what? They really couldn't hit you Is it the key point? Do you really think that your dodging method is very powerful? Can it compare with Tiangang Wuji footwork?"

"Huh? What do you mean by saying that...?" The Golden Armored Crazy King shrank slightly when he heard this.

"What do you mean? Hmph... All the hard work I have done before is for this moment! If you don't pry open the shell of your whole body, how can you pry the entire shell of your turtle smoothly all at once? Set off?" Sui Xing's laughter was extremely cold, and listening to his meaning, it seemed that he was sure of victory!

"Could it be..." The Golden Armored Crazy King turned pale with shock, and quickly looked at his whole body.

Sure enough, there was a deep gash in every joint of his body, but since it wasn't a critical injury, he didn't pay attention to it all the time, but when he heard what Sui Xing said, he immediately sucked in a sigh of relief. gas!

"Joke, do you think that I can get you close? Although I don't know what means you want to attack, but I will not give you any chance!" The golden-armored mad king suddenly roared, his arms tightly guarded. On the chest: "Impregnable as gold!"

"No matter how you defend, it's useless, the outcome has been decided!" Sui Xing suddenly appeared in front of the Golden Armored Mad King, with the holy sword in his hand gleaming with a dazzling cold light, and stabbed at the opponent several times!

"Hohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohohoho' the golden armored mad king immediately let out a pitiful scream and dropped his arms uncontrollably!

The following swords stabbed the key wounds on his arms accurately, and continued to penetrate deeply, cutting off his muscles and ligaments.

Although the Golden Armored Mad King's powerful recovery ability can heal these injuries in an instant, it still takes time after all!

"Weaknesses and opportunities are won by ourselves. Although it's only for a moment, it's enough!" Sui Xingshui gathered all his power into the holy sword, and slashed fiercely at the chest of the golden-armored mad king!

The Golden Armored Mad King was startled, and hurriedly backed away to see how hard he had escaped the blow.

But in the middle of his chest, there was still a scar left!

"Hmm!" The Golden Armored Mad King frowned.

"The power of the original source, burn it all!" Sui Xing let out a loud shout, and immediately followed closely, throwing away the holy sword, stretching out his hands, fingers like hooks, and inserted it backwards into the hole on the chest of the golden armored mad king. Inside the wound, and exert force from left to right!

"Ah!" The golden-armored mad king's arms, although not fully recovered within this short period of time, were able to lift up again, grabbing Sui Xing's shoulders, trying to stop the opponent's attack.

"Didn't I just say that? The victory and defeat are in an instant. Golden Armored Crazy King, you lose, so take off your tortoise shell!" Move your hands left and right!

"Tear!" The golden armor known as the absolute defense on the Golden Armored Mad King was torn apart, and his flesh and meridians were also shattered!

"Ah! No...impossible, I...I will lose!" The golden-armored mad king yelled wildly, but he had no way to stop the power of Sui Xing, and his body was completely shattered in an unwilling roar. Crack open, blood scatter, and die completely!

"Phew! He's so tiring, if there's another time, I don't want to play!" Sui Xing was panting heavily from exhaustion, and sat down directly with exhaustion.

Follow the shape, win miserably!

The four holy kings of the Asura God Clan are all destroyed!

After a lapse of tens of billions of years, several great gods finally won a victory with great difficulty.

However, although their victory could completely disintegrate the highest level of the Shura God Clan, the most critical battle was Xiao Fan's ability to defeat the ancestor of the Shura God Clan.

If all of these most powerful Shura God Clans could be wiped out, then the remaining Shura God Clan would not be afraid at all, let alone completely eradicate and exterminate the race.

After all, although the Promise Gate is an invader who came to this land of chaos with a certain purpose and power, it is not a butcher, doing some meaningless killings.

In the gate of the world, the continuous sound of the impact of weapons reverberated wildly.

Before they knew it, Xiao Fan and Yan Hong had fought each other for tens of thousands of rounds.

However, it seems that the strength of these two people is quite average, and after every fight, they are evenly divided, and neither of them can take advantage of the slightest.

"Boom!" After flicking Xiao Fan's sword away again, Yan Hong manipulated the Black Dragon God to retreat violently, distanced himself from Xiao Fan.

"Huh... what's the matter? Don't continue to fight?" Xiao Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead, exhaled, and did not continue to pursue.

"Hmph, I didn't expect to fight seriously, you are really capable, but... if you continue to fight like this, you still can't tell the winner, let's make a move, don't you still have that natal Taoism? That should be your last trump card, right?" Yan Hong raised his lips.

"Natural Taoism?" Xiao Fan hesitated for a moment.

After Gu Ning and others regained the power of the prehistoric time, their own natal magic will evolve into natal Taoism. Different, but the combination of the two makes the strength increase.

But Xiao Fan couldn't do it.

Because when he was still Zhao Wuji, he already possessed the Taoism of natal life, and that method was exactly the Eighteen Divine Abilities!

That is to say, the Eighteen Divine Abilities are derived from Zhao Wuji's natal Taoism. Now he is exactly the same as the natal Taoism he used in the prehistoric time!

"What? What are you hesitating about? Are you still worried that you can't defeat me even if you use your natal Taoism?" Yan Hong smiled grimly and spread his hands and said: "It's not surprising, after all, your means have long been In the prehistoric period, I have basically seen it all. Back then, you performed the natal Taoism and died with me, but today you and I are completely different..."

"Ah, no, it should be said that I am different today, but you... have not changed much compared to the prehistoric period. At least your tricks and means are only so small when you use them. It’s just something, nothing new to speak of!”

"Hmph, since you wish so much, so what if I satisfy you?" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, and began to pinch his hands in front of him, and the divine power in his whole body surged and continued to soar.

"Very good, come on, I'd like to see if the power of your natal Taoism has weakened or strengthened compared to the prehistoric period!" Yan Hong shrugged his shoulders and said with a cold light in his eyes : "But no matter what, you can't knock me down again!"

"How do you know if you don't try? Sue Yan Hong, all our hatred has been resolved at this moment, the Dao Art of Life——Zhu Tian!" Xiao Fan shouted loudly, and immediately cast out the Dao Art of Life!

In an instant, the surrounding space turned gray and white, and the power of endless magical powers condensed into a single point, enveloping Yan Hong, as if to completely smash everything!

"As expected, there is really no change!" Yan Hong faced Zhu Tian's power, twitched the corner of his mouth, and then slowly stretched out his hands in front of him: "But what I'm waiting for is your move, Xiao Fan, die!" Under your strongest attack, Zhu Tian...return!"

With Yan Hong's roar, at the same time, the most powerful force burst out from his body.

When Zhu Tian's mighty energy reached his hands, it suddenly stopped, followed by a loud tremor, and suddenly turned back, and killed Xiao Fan back!

"What? Zhu Tian's attack... was actually bounced back?" Xiao Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face turned pale with shock.

He also knew what this meant. If he hadn't possessed a power that absolutely surpassed his own, he wouldn't be able to bounce back his own power.

And the moment Yan Hong bounced back the attack just now, its power has far exceeded the level of hundreds of billions!

"Hmph, you've expended so much energy, so what can you do if you turn back to my natal Taoism? This is my power, so how could it hurt me?" Xiao Fan snorted coldly, raised his hand and grabbed it, wanting to Take back the power of killing the sky.

"It's so naive, do you really think that I don't know this? Now, your original destiny art no longer belongs to you, but it is the last method I use to kill you!" Yan Hong said proudly. laughed.

"What?" Xiao Fan was startled again, he suddenly felt that there was a strange energy fluctuation in that Tianzhu power, which seemed to be crazily rejecting his control.

The power of Heaven Punishment will really turn around and kill him!

Xiao Fan immediately realized this!

"Hmph, didn't you expect that? This is the power I have today, the power to control. In the world, no power can escape my control, not even your own power!"

"The power of control, the power that can control all power!" Xiao Fan suddenly understood why Yan Hong was so confident, and why he urged himself to perform the natal Taoism without fear. It turned out that he possessed such power, and his attack , but fell into the opponent's arms!

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