The devil kills the god

Chapter 1243 The Eternal Battle

1248 Battle of Eternal Ancients

At this time, the natal Taoism Zhutian was violently attacking his caster Xiao Fan.

"This... abominable!" Xiao Fan resisted desperately. He used up almost all of his physical strength when he used this natal Taoism, but now that the natal Taoism returned with the original strength, how could he do it now? Can resist?

"Roar!" The little cat under him let out a roar, but was suddenly slapped away by Xiao Fan.

And the abuse in the body was also blasted by Xiao Fan's palm on his chest, and it came out of his body in awe!

"Xiao Fan, you... what are you doing?" Malaria rolled and flew very far, shouting loudly, and flew towards Xiao Fan again together with Xiao Miao.

"Don't come here, Zhu Tian's power is not something you can bear!" Xiao Fan waved his hands quickly and shouted.

"But, what do you do?" Malaria was so anxious that he could only stop abruptly.

"Don't worry, I can't die. Since Yan Hong wants to play this kind of game with me, I might as well play it with him!" Xiao Fan said with gnashing of teeth as the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

And Zhu Tian's power began to swim through his whole body, frantically obliterating his body and strength!

"Hahaha, it seems that you can really persevere. You obviously have no strength, but you can still persist for so long under the might of this heaven-destroying power. You are indeed my old enemy, but... I can't give you any more chances to come back. Opportunity, die, Xiao Fan, I am the winner of this final war! It is our Shura God Clan!" Yan Hong laughed wildly, took another deep breath, gathered all the power in his palm, and immediately turned towards Let Xiao Fan take a fierce shot!

The power of this palm is too terrifying, Xiao Fan only felt that his eyes suddenly became pitch black, and at the same time, the one-star Tiger Emperor Sword in his hand was shattered, and the Ten Fang Emperor Armor, which could withstand the powerful impact, also appeared There are countless cracks, and there are signs of being smashed at any time!

"Damn it, how could I...be defeated by you here!" Xiao Fan yelled at the top of his throat, blood gushed out of his mouth continuously, with a wave of his hand, a huge ball of golden light burst out!

"What? This is..." Yan Hong was taken aback when he saw this, and quickly withdrew his palms, protecting his body with both arms, but he was also ruthlessly knocked away by the golden light.

Golden Bricks!

"Damn it, wasn't this damn treasure destroyed by me in the prehistoric period? Why did it reappear?" Yan Hong stabilized his figure in a very far away place, and immediately wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. resentment.

The golden square brick was thrown out unexpectedly by Zao Wou-ki in the prehistoric period, which caused him harm, but he did not expect that he would repeat the same mistakes after thousands of billions of years, and once again suffered a small loss under the golden square brick.

"Hmph! Xiao Fan, no matter how hard you struggle, you will definitely die. Don't you think this broken brick can stop me? I could destroy it in the prehistoric period, and I can destroy it again now!" Yan Hong Roaring angrily, he raised his hand to smash the golden brick.

"Damn it, stop him, the Divine Medicine Cauldron, control!" Xiao Fan gritted his teeth, and once again resisted to release the Divine Medicine Cauldron.

The Medicine King Divine Cauldron suddenly shone with dazzling brilliance, and suddenly appeared on top of Yan Hong's head, with the mouth of the cauldron facing down, spewing out seven-color flames, enveloping Yan Hong's figure!

"The Medicine King Divine Cauldron? This magic weapon has also recovered?" Yan Hong's pupils shrank slightly, and his face showed a cautious look.

He has personally experienced the confinement power of the Medicine King Divine Cauldron, and it is definitely not something that he can escape from within a short while, not even the current self!

In comparison, the confinement power of the Eight Desolation Phoenix Pagoda is even worse by three points!

After all, all the emperor's artifacts are refined from the medicine king's divine cauldron!

Although the grade of the Divine Medicine Cauldron did not reach the level of an emperor, it possessed a mystical quality that was incomparable even to the divine weapon of an emperor. Even the first ancestor of the Shura God Clan smashed the Divine Medicine Cauldron, and it was useless!

"Xiao Fan, do you think you can escape catastrophe by temporarily restricting my movements with this god-breaking cauldron? Hmph, you are too naive. In your current situation, you can no longer resist the power of natal Taoism. , even if I don't make a move, your death is only a matter of time, and you won't last long, since you don't want me to give you a good time, then I will slowly appreciate your painful appearance of dying slowly here!" Yan Hong clenched his fists, and didn't intend to expend his strength to break the detention of the medicine king Shending, but sat cross-legged on the spot, folded his arms, and roared loudly as if watching the excitement.

"Death? Hmph, since you expect so much, I'll let you die!" Hearing this, Xiao Fan suddenly showed a weird smile, but gave up resisting, relaxed his whole body, and let the power of killing heaven wreak havoc on his whole body!

"Huh?" Yan Hong was slightly taken aback when he saw this.

"Xiao Fan, are you crazy? Don't give up!" Malaria shouted hastily.

"Don't worry, if I don't die, how can I satisfy Yan Hong? For the time being, let him be satisfied once, but...one time per person!" Xiao Fan's smile became even weirder, and his figure began to shatter immediately. , under the power of natal Taoism, it was completely reduced to ashes!

At the same time, the golden square brick and the medicine king's cauldron also buzzed at the same time, as if they were saddened by Xiao Fan's death.

Then, the rays of light on the two magic weapons completely dissipated, quietly suspended in the void.

"This guy Xiao Fan...is he really dead?" Yan Hong was full of doubts, and turned to look at the golden square brick and the medicine king's cauldron, rubbing his chin.

Only when the owner dies, will the magic weapon it possesses completely lose any power, just like these two magic weapons at this time.

But Xiao Fan finally stopped struggling and chose to die?

It's too weird here, right?

"Xiao Fan, are you really dead? Don't pretend to be mysterious!" Yan Hong gritted his teeth and roared loudly.

The voice was like thunder, echoing throughout the space, but no one answered any of his questions.

"Is he really dead? Why do I always feel... there's something weird about it?" Yan Hong was suspicious by nature, and under such circumstances, he was even more suspicious, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching...

Especially the last words Xiao Fan said before he died, stuck in his heart like a sharp thorn, making him extremely uncomfortable!

"Damn it, one person once... What do you mean? What exactly do you mean?" Yan Hong became a little crazy.

"Xiao Fan..." The abuser in the distance was dumbfounded.

He really didn't expect that Xiao Fan would just die right under his nose!

"Roar!" Suddenly, Xiao Miao let out a low growl.

"Uh, what's the matter?" Malaria hastily patted Xiao Miao's head.

Immediately afterwards, his pupils shrank: "Can you feel it? By the way, you have a special ability to sense space, so... Xiao Fan is really not dead?"

Xiao Miao nodded slightly.

"Well, that's right, I also feel that this guy can't just die like this, and he just died in front of my eyes, but I didn't feel any sadness. Instead, from the bottom of my heart, I felt There is a sense of hope, as if my original intention is to look forward to this moment!" Malaria gritted his teeth, and said inexplicably.

The entire space inside the gate of the world suddenly became extremely silent.

Yan Hong also had doubts in his heart, and he didn't dare to act rashly. He stood on the spot and watched every place vigilantly.

But half a stick of incense time passed, but the entire space was still extremely quiet, and no changes occurred.

"Damn it, could it be that I'm overthinking? This guy is indeed dead?" Yan Hong frowned and rubbed his chin.

"Xiao Fan...what the hell is going on? Are you really still alive? If you are alive, where are you? Why haven't you appeared yet?" Malaria was also waiting anxiously, but Xiaomiao There is no meaning to worry.

Xiao Fan was indeed not dead.

But where is he now?

Even Yan Hong didn't notice that in the pool of the blood spring of the Shura God Race not far away, the moment Xiao Fan died, a drop of crystal clear blood appeared in the pool.

One flower one world, one leaf one bodhi.

In that drop of blood, there is another world.

In that world, there was nothing, and everything was filled with the incomparably thick primordial aura of the universe!

That's right, Primordial Qi is the initial form that gave birth to Primal Chaos Qi, which contains all the initial power, and is called the origin of the universe!

And it seems that in a more distant era, even before this universe and this land of chaos were born, and before the arrival of Emperor Pangu, everything looked like this.

Perhaps, it can be called the beginning here, or it can be called the end here.

In such a place, the beginning and the end complement each other, creation and destruction merge with each other, this is the source of everything, and it is the end of all things!

However, right in this world, there are two figures at this moment, suspended in the primordial aura, confronting each other.

A whole body in white robes, a head of long silver-white hair fluttering without wind, with hands behind his back, with an extraordinary appearance, and the appearance between his eyebrows is nine points similar to Xiao Fan, but there is still one point difference.

That's right, he is not Xiao Fan, but Zhao Wuji!

But the person standing opposite him had exactly the same appearance, except that the color of the long robe and long hair on his body was as black as ink, but his temperament was more inclined to Xiao Fan!

Xiao Fan and Zhao Wuji!

The previous and present lives that had been completely integrated at this time actually stand with each other in such a form, and present a state of hostility!

"Just give up like this, don't you regret it?" Zhao Wou-ki suddenly asked lightly.

"It's not about giving up, you should also know that only after breaking through can we step on a higher ground!" Xiao Fan also replied lightly.

"But don't you think it's too risky to do so?"

"If we don't take risks, can we get everything we want?" Xiao Fan retorted: "Perhaps, it's because you dare not, you have too many things you can't let go of, that's why you failed in the prehistoric period, looking forward and backward, it was you who failed root cause!"

"Could it be that you mean that if I was back then, like the Shura gods, I didn't have the seven emotions and six desires, so I wouldn't die?" Zhao Wuji frowned.

"That's not the case. When you are kind, you have to tolerate the world and face the enemy like a demon. It's a pity that you used to be like this, but when you became a god and had too many responsibilities and obligations, you began to become cowardly! Xiao Fan shouted sharply: "If you are still like this, I don't need such a past life!"

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