The devil kills the god

Chapter 1245 The Eternal Battle

1245 Battle of Eternal Ancients

"The wrath of the ancestral dragon, devouring the world!"

This blow was the strongest attack of Shaoma, and all the strength of the nine pairs of wings had been stimulated to the extreme. He had never used such an attack even during the Great Desolation War.

But even if the torture is desperate, in front of Yan Hong, such a powerful attack is not worth mentioning.

The realm of strength is perceived to be too great, without the Nine-Turn Heavenly Dragon Wing controlled by Xiao Fan, the performance of all aspects is also greatly reduced, and it cannot pose any threat to Yan Hong at all.

"It's really boring!" Yan Hong slowly raised his hand, pointing his finger forward.

Suddenly, dozens of piercing holes suddenly appeared on the giant dragon transformed by Malaria!

"Ah!" Malaria yelled, and his figure retreated violently, returning to his human form.

However, those holes on his body still exist. Although as a weapon spirit, he will not bleed, but this kind of injury is already fatal!

"Bastard, didn't you say...you gave me three breaths to attack at will? You made a sudden attack?" Malaria staggered a few times, and was supported by Xiaomiao, roaring angrily.

"Hahaha, stupid thing, do you believe this kind of words?" Yan Hong laughed, shaking his fingers slightly in front of his face a few times: "You are not qualified to talk to me about the conditions, and now you are like someone on the chopping board. Animals, I will slaughter them at will, but don't worry, my attack just now will not make you die completely, it will just be very painful..."

"You have been against me for so long, how could I be willing to let you die so easily?"

"Bastard!" Malaria clenched his fists, but the strength of his whole body had dissipated along the wound, and he couldn't perform any attacks at all.

"How does it feel when death is approaching? Isn't it good?" Yan Hong shook his neck lightly, and slowly approached the torturer.

"That's right, the taste of death is indeed very comfortable, and you will taste it again soon, but this time is different from the prehistoric period, I will not give you a chance to reincarnate, but will completely blow your soul away! "At this moment, Xiao Fan's voice suddenly rang in Yan Hong's ear!

"What?" Yan Hong's pupils shrank suddenly, followed by a shudder all over his body, he quickly raised his hand, and placed countless defensive forces around him: "Not dead, Xiao Fan, you damned guy, you actually Really did not die!"

"No, you're wrong. I was indeed dead just now, but...it's a pity, I'm not completely dead! After such a long rest, I've recovered again!" Xiao Fan's voice was still in this space. echoed within.

"Stop pretending to me, get out!" Yan Hong's eyes twitched, and he suddenly raised his hand and slapped the space behind him.

A pitch-black palm print roared out!

However, the palm print exploded after flying tens of feet away.

Followed by a flash of Xiao Fan's figure, he jumped out from the place where the palm prints exploded, and within a few flashes, he came to the side of Yu.

"How is it? Can't you die?" Xiao Fan said to Yu with a twitch of his mouth.

"Damn it, you really didn't die!" Malaria muttered angrily, "Grandma, come out if you're not dead, I'm about to be beaten to death by that grandson!"

"Hehe, you shouldn't be in a hurry, right? I heard from him that he wants to torture you to death, and won't kill you so soon!" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows and started teasing.

"Okay, do you want me to be tortured by him?" Malaria gritted his teeth depressedly: "Are you too bad?"

"Okay, just watch from the side obediently, how can I deal with him, how about venting my anger for you?" Xiao Fan clenched his fists, and immediately his face became serious.

"Xiao Fan..." Yan Hong also frowned, and shouted sharply.

"What? You miss me after not seeing you for a while?" Xiao Fan said, walking towards Yan Hong.

"Even if you didn't die just now, you will die soon!" Yan Hong stretched out his hand, slowly closed his five fingers together and clenched his fist, and said viciously.

"Then I'm really looking forward to it, today...can you let me die again!" Xiao Fan waved at Yan Hong and said provocatively.

"If you want to die, then I will fulfill you!" Yan Hong burst into a rage suddenly, let out a roar, followed by a punch with all his strength, and slammed towards Xiao Fan viciously.

Xiao Fan was expressionless, but slowly raised his hand, and easily received the violent blow!

"What?" Yan Hong shrank his pupils, followed by punches and kicks, and the overwhelming attacks fell on Xiao Fan.

But without exception, no matter what kind of attack, they couldn't touch Xiao Fan in the slightest, and they were easily resisted!

"This...how is this possible? How could my attack..." Yan Hong turned pale with shock, and increased the intensity of his attack again.

"What's the matter Yan Hong? Are you hungry? Why did the attack become so powerless?" Xiao Fan raised his mouth, and then suddenly turned his palm and slapped Yan Hong.

This palm, Xiao Fan did not use all his strength, but in Yan Hong's eyes, it became extremely terrifying, as if the world suddenly collapsed towards him!

"Damn it, this..." Yan Hong quickly stopped attacking, and crossed his hands in front of his body to defend himself, but he felt as if he was hit by countless stars on his body. It was not until hundreds of miles away that I barely stabilized my footsteps!

"Damn it!" Yan Hong felt the sharp numbness in his arms, gritted his teeth involuntarily, and jumped back in front of Xiao Fan again.

"What's the matter? You were knocked out so far with just one click, it seems that you have really weakened a lot!" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows and said leisurely.

hell...

Yan Hong was extremely depressed.

Where have you become weaker?

My own strength is basically the same as before, but the one who has changed... is Xiao Fan!

"Damn it! What the hell happened to this guy? Why did he suddenly become so powerful? I am in his hands, as if I have no power to fight back. This bastard seems to be deliberately fooling me!"

"What exactly is going on?"

Deep in Yan Hong's heart, he began to roar heart-piercingly.

"Can't attack yet? If you don't make a move, it will be my turn, how about it?" Xiao Fan smiled lightly, and suddenly disappeared from Yan Hong's sight in a flash!

"Hmm!" Yan Hong's eyes couldn't catch Xiao Fan's movements at all, he just felt a sudden burst of severe pain in his abdomen, and when he reacted, he had already received a severe blow from Xiao Fan !

The body, uncontrollably, was about to roll upside down and fly out again, but Xiao Fan suddenly grabbed his shoulders and forced him to stay where he was.

Throat tightened, Yan Hong finally couldn't bear it anymore, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out!

"Tsk tsk, Yan Hong, why are you so weak? Just a punch that doesn't hurt or itch makes you unbearable and vomit blood?" The corner of Xiao Fan's mouth raised, and he punched down again!

"Boom!" The crisp sound of bone shattering sounded.

"Ah!" Yan Hong yelled again in pain.

"It's a good voice, very pleasant..." Xiao Fan's face was full of ferocity, and his fists fell like raindrops again!

"Boom, boom, boom!" There was a continuous sound of banging, and Yan Hong was already injured all over his body, and he began to gasp heavily.

And at this moment, Xiao Fan suddenly let go of the hand pinching Yan Hong's shoulder, and stopped attacking.

"Huh...huh..." Yan Hong kept panting heavily, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Xiao Fan with eyes full of shock.

His majestic ancestor of the Shura God Clan, the most powerful existence in the entire world, would be beaten so miserably, this is something he could not even imagine!

However, this ridiculous thing actually happened!

"Yan Hong...you are doomed, because we have been fighting tit for tat for billions of years, I will give you a chance to pray for yourself, pray to that Pangu emperor, because you are about to die in my life I have it!" Xiao Fan said in a cold voice.

"Damn...your strength...is actually so strong..." Yan Hong gritted his teeth and said, "Could it be that...you have already reached that level?"

"Impossible... That level is not a category that life can step into. How could you..." Suddenly, Yan Hong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he murmured in disbelief.

"That level? What is it?" Xiao Fan frowned.

"Hmph, you really don't know..." Yan Hong sneered, then took a deep breath, raised his arms and said, "I can't be your opponent anyway, so it's okay to tell you..."

"I have to admit, Xiao Fan, I'm very surprised, very unwilling, I will really lose to you!"

"But your strength, since you have reached that level, even if you lose, I will be convinced. I have nothing to say. No matter how strong I become, there is no way to step into that level. This battle is indeed you win!"

"The highest level is called the Lord of Primordial Mist. It is divided into the Realm of Shattering Void and the Realm of Creation. This is a level that only Emperor Pangu can reach. It is impossible to use divine power to estimate how great its power is!"

"According to my estimate, you have now reached the level of broken emptiness, which means that in this world without the existence of Pan Gu, you have become the strongest!"

"However... if you want to rely on such power to save the ancient universe, you should die!"

"The realm of the broken emptiness is just mastering all the destructive powers in the world, but it cannot create. The gap between the broken emptiness and the creation of the world is so huge that you can't even imagine it!"

"I have finished what I want to say. If I die, the Asura God Clan will be defeated, but... I hope you can... leave incense for my Shura God Clan..."

"Hmph, I really plan to cut the grass and root out, but...you are dead, and the remaining Shura gods may not be able to cause any big waves. The blood spring has dried up, and the purest blood will be destroyed. It has become more and more rare in the generations of the Shura God Race..." Xiao Fan licked his lips, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "However, I want to banish them forever, do you have any objection?"

"Even if I have an opinion, so what? The strong are respected!" Yan Hongfang sighed and said with a wry smile as if he had suddenly aged a lot: "But I sincerely thank you for making such a promise. Come on, let's do it!"

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