My brother is too strong.

The whirring gale blew the world, rolling up countless dust on the ground, and the sand was everywhere.

The sudden change shocked everyone.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure that walked out of the crack.

A man!

His face was as sharp as a knife, with a unique edge and domineering, and his eyes were sharp and bright, shining in the darkness.

He was wearing a black robe, which matched his slender and strong body, and his long black hair fluttered in the wind, arrogant and wanton.

He just stood quietly in the void, like a dark king descending here, exuding endless domineering.

The world seemed to be under this person's feet.

Lu Shaoqing looked at the person who came, and his heart was alarmed.

At this time, if another person appeared, he would definitely be the boss among the bosses.

He looked at the God of Wilderness and the God of Sacrifice again. The two fallen gods had been tightly grasped by two big hands, and they could not get rid of their imprisonment no matter how hard they struggled.

This is the Mahayana stage. Although he was seriously injured by him, he is still in the Mahayana stage.

Now in front of this person, he is like a child.

However, when he clenched the big hands of the two gods, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He looked at it more carefully and almost peed.

It was the first time that he had the urge to urinate.

"Holy, Holy Lord?!"

Lu Shaoqing shouted in disbelief.

He had been poked and hammered by the Holy Lord's people, so he was very familiar with the Holy Lord's hands.

The man in front of him who looked so awesome was the Holy Lord of the Demon Clan.

The dead otaku on the Holy Mountain!

The number one otaku on the cold star!

Lu Shaoqing was horrified. What was the dead otaku Holy Lord doing here?

Traveling?

Bullshit!

Otakus don't like traveling. If there is no girl to accompany them, what's the point of traveling?

The Holy Lord, who is not a otaku, came here definitely not just to go out and pee.

And!

Lv Shaoqing looked at the captured God of Wilderness and God of Sacrifice, struggling constantly and desperately, like little chicks, and he felt even colder in his heart.

Although the God of Wilderness and God of Sacrifice were injured by him and Ji Yan and were not in peak condition, they were at least in the Mahayana period.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse!

He couldn't catch the two gods like little chicks.

The Holy Lord can do it.

How strong is the Holy Lord?

Lv Shaoqing's heart was beating violently, and he was very panicked.

At the same time, he couldn't help but guess in his heart that the black hand behind him from coming to the Holy Land to this world was the damn Holy Lord, right?

When the Holy Lord heard Lv Shaoqing's cry, a smile appeared on his face, which disappeared in a flash, and he said lightly, "You did a good job, you really didn't let me down."

The voice was a little childish, as if the throat in youth had not completely transformed, with a hint of youthful breath, but it was inexplicably magical, making people yearn for it.

Damn, as expected!

For the first time, Lu Shaoqing felt his body go cold. He had become someone else's pawn.

He and Ji Yan seriously injured the God of Wilderness and the God of Sacrifice. The Holy Lord was behind them and took advantage of them.

But soon, he felt unhappy. While greeting the Holy Lord in his heart, he was cautious and alert, looking at the Holy Lord vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

The Holy Lord looked calm and didn't speak. His attention seemed to be no longer on Lu Shaoqing.

Lu Shaoqing cursed in his heart, the dog-day Holy Lord, so rude.

He was far worse than himself.

The Holy Lord didn't speak, but he was the focus of everyone.

He stood there, and suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on the God of Wilderness and the God of Sacrifice behind the Holy Lord.

The imprisoned God of Wilderness and the God of Sacrifice screamed, "No, this is impossible..."

Everyone could feel the aura of the two gods rapidly weakening.

Others might not know, but Lu Shaoqing knew it too well.

The Holy Lord was devouring the two gods!

Shocked, Lv Shaoqing couldn't help but shout, "Fuck, are you eating shit?"

You came all the way here to eat shit?

What a disgusting hobby?

Lv Shaoqing despised it fiercely in his heart.

Everyone could feel that the breath of the Holy Lord seemed to pause for a moment.

Obviously affected by what Lv Shaoqing said.

Fu Tailiang held his forehead and groaned in his heart.

Ancestor, can I call you ancestor?

The other party is an extremely powerful existence at first glance. Can't you respect this level of big guys and speak nicely?

Xin Yuankui couldn't help but curse, "It's disgusting, why hasn't this guy been beaten to death?"

His mouth stinks.

Zhang Conglong didn't say anything. He stared at the sky, like the Holy Lord who was the king of the dark night.

The expression on his face was strange, and I don't know what he was thinking in his heart.

The Holy Lord ignored Lv Shaoqing and continued to devour the two gods.

In fact, it cannot be said that it was completely swallowed up. The light on the Holy Lord flickered, and an invisible force returned to the bodies of the two gods.

But the returning forceThe energy seemed to be useless for the two gods.

The God of Wilderness and the God of Sacrifice only felt that the power of their origin was constantly fading.

They were extremely terrified.

They had always devoured humans, but today they were devoured by a human.

"You, who are you?"

The two gods felt that they must have not checked the calendar when they went out, and they always met abnormal humans when they went out this time.

The two gods continued to struggle, but their struggles were so pale and powerless. Under the confinement of the Holy Lord, their struggles had no effect.

On the contrary, because of the struggle, the power of the origin in the body dissipated faster.

In just a few breaths, the two gods felt like they had lived for millions of years, and the breath in their bodies weakened again and again.

The two gods became more and more panicked, but no matter how they resisted, it was useless.

In front of the powerful strength of the Holy Lord, their breath continued to weaken, and their origins continued to be devoured.

Lu Shaoqing watched the Holy Lord focus his attention on the God of Wilderness and the God of Sacrifice, and he had the urge to take action.

The Holy Lord devoured the two gods, and his strength continued to increase.

The strengthening of the Holy Lord was not good news for Lv Shaoqing.

The Holy Lord could be said to be his enemy, and Lv Shaoqing did not want his opponent to become stronger in front of him.

However, the Holy Lord seemed to know what Lv Shaoqing was thinking, and just turned back and glanced at him indifferently.

Lv Shaoqing immediately dismissed this idea in his mind.

Lv Shaoqing knew from the Holy Lord's eyes that if he dared to do anything, the Holy Lord would definitely kill him and would not give him any chance.

No way!

Lv Shaoqing roared in his heart.

The Holy Lord made him feel helpless.

If Ji Yan could not move conveniently now, Lv Shaoqing would have run away long ago.

For now, he could only wait quietly and wait for what would happen next.

As time passed, the struggle of the two gods slowly stopped, their bodies became shriveled, their breath weakened, and finally disappeared.

"Huh!"

A gust of wind blew, and the shriveled bodies of the two gods dissipated in the wind like quicksand.

When the bodies dissipated, two points of light shone from the bodies of the two gods, shining brightly...