Chapter 827 tragic
"Al, what's wrong with you?" asked the female god next to him.

"help me!"

Looking at the main god's pupils that have turned into earth-colored vertical pupils, his whole body seems to have been melted into sand.

"Damn it, what's wrong with you." The female god didn't know what to do.

"His body was devoured by the ghost emperor."

Zhang Fan had already arrived in front of him, pointing at the main god's brow.

The main god spewed out a mouthful of sand, and then his body also turned into dark sand and collapsed.

"What the hell is this?" The female gods were about to exclaim, but they also froze in place.

"Let you go, you don't go." Zhang Fan shook his head slightly and pointed his finger between the other's eyebrows.

The main female god also turned into Mingsha and dissipated.

"Hahahaha, you can't stop me. Once I devour enough strong people, I will definitely kill you."

"You bastard, dare to hit me." A quasi-creator activated his own defensive treasure, which blocked the sand formed by the Netherland.

But not all the natal treasures of the quasi-creation are the main defense, and the magic shields formed by the quasi-creation that are the main attack cannot stop the invasion of the terrifying sand at all.

In an instant, more than a dozen main gods and quasi-creators were recruited, and Zhang Fan killed several of them in succession. Everyone made this ghost emperor become a climate.

Those strong men who are far away are really horrified. This ghost emperor is really weird. What kind of avenue does this underworld contain.

Although they coveted extremely, they were extremely afraid.

I want to get such a powerful thing, but I am afraid that I will be melted by this powerful and outrageous thing.

They thought they were immortal in their own world, but they never imagined that they would be so vulnerable in this weird underworld.

Whether it is the white-clothed demon emperor or the black sand ghost emperor, the fighting level of the two has surpassed their level.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, if someone tells them that they are also quasi-creators, they are scumbags in front of others, and they will not believe it if they are killed.

This is simply too fantastic, too unbelievable.

A large amount of dark sand gathered again and condensed into an incomparably condensed giant. This giant roared to the sky, as if it had received some kind of summon.

Countless wraiths flew out of the underworld with a radius of tens of thousands of miles. These souls were incomparably twisted and merged into his body with his roar.

"I have gone through thousands of calamities, thousands of lives, and finally became the central ghost emperor, ruling my world's underworld for thousands of years. If you want to kill me in my place, you can't. Now I gather the soul of thousands of calamities and kill you! "

The giant stretched out a finger, and pressed it down like Zhang Fan did before.

"It seems that you are still unconvinced. You actually want to fight me head-on and defeat me. After all, you don't understand that you are no better than the physical body, even with the blessing of your so-called soul of a thousand kalpas."

Zhang Fan floated in the air, his white clothes fluttered, and he didn't grow any bigger. He also stretched out a finger, and this time it was just a little finger.

As he stretched out his fingers, it also became extremely huge.

The two fingers are also like pillars reaching to the sky, and the space is distorted with the collision of the two fingers.

Wave! ! ! !

"impossible……"

The giant's terrifying fingers instantly shattered, together with his palm, the terrifying cracks continued to spread to the wrist, then the forearm, then the arm, and then it shattered.

"No, I don't believe it. It is impossible for a person's physical body to reach such a state."

The giant clenched a fist in the other arm, and punched it with monstrous momentum. This punch could shatter chaos.

The terrifying scene made the main god feel suffocated. Zhang Fan turned around and flew up, his whole body meeting the huge fist.

Snapped……

Zhang Fan disappeared completely. If you look carefully, you can see a hole in the huge fist.

Then the giant's fists and arms began to crack continuously all over the place.

"I am immortal, you cannot kill me."

The cracked palm frantically grabbed the distance, and the arm stretched wildly, aiming at several quasi-creators and main gods.

Only when the attack falls on themselves can they realize their own insignificance.

Seeing Zhang Fan easily shatter this body, they felt that even though it was powerful, it was not indestructible.

But when they face each other, when their attacks can only make a little crack, they realize that they are not of the same level at all.

And the attacks of those main gods can only leave a shallow pit on the huge body. For the giant, it is like someone pressing it, and the depression can be restored immediately.

But it was too late. Several people wanted to be attacked by Mingsha, but they were caught in their hands.

The others were even more horrified, and frantically fled towards the periphery. What kind of monster did they encounter.

Many quasi-creators are simply unbelievable. They are obviously in the same realm, and the opponent's aura is not much stronger than theirs, but they have no power to fight back with the attack methods they use.

How did they know that this ghost emperor is not lying at all, he has controlled the central underworld for tens of thousands of years, and has experienced thousands of calamities before. The way of heaven, at least death and invasion are in his control.

This is absolute power, and without an absolutely detached physical body, it cannot resist half a point at all.

Of course, if Mars and Venus hadn't been so desperate back then, they would have automatically completed the seven-star continuation, and let him absorb it directly, regaining the capital to do it.

He is still dying now, not to mention the main god, even a high-level god can take it down.

It's a pity that things backfired. This ghost emperor got such an opportunity to regain control of the way of heaven, and in this world, they didn't have any advantages.

Another comparison is the difference between home games and away games. In this case, it is not easy to win at the same level.

Unless he is like Zhang Fan, a person who has all the elements in one body and is perfect in both Taoism, mana, body and spirit, he does not depend on the way of heaven at all, no matter at home or away.

There is also a limit to the referee blowing the black whistle, and in the face of absolute strength, these are scumbags.

"Run, stay away from the battlefield of these two people, it's too scary."

That person almost chose the three of them just now. If there were not more people gathered there, the three of them would be finished.

"Separate and watch the battle from a distance. It's a pity to miss such a big battle."

"It's too strong, I'm afraid the battle of the Lich is not so fierce."

"Yes, the battle between the Twelve Ancestral Witches who transformed into Pan Gu's real body and Zhou Tian Xingdou was more intense and tragic than it is now. After the last battle, although it was tragic, both sides are no longer at the peak, so it is not so extreme. gone."

The quasi-creators are also crazily staying away from here, never daring to get too close, it is really terrifying, they are like worthless things.

It made them very, very uncomfortable...

(End of this chapter)

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