I Became an Anonymous Boss

The false goddess of the underworld will dress up as beautifully as flowers, and the real goddess of the underworld will even turn herself into a decayed corpse, coexisting with the underworld.

It was an undoubted god, and the terrifying oppressive feeling was like a mountain lying in front of him, far better than the old bastard Murong that Shirataki had seen.

Maybe it's because the heavenly king didn't dare to provoke easily. Although the power system is different, there is always a difference between strength and weakness.

Shirataki stared at Izanami, holding the four-style thunder with his left hand, and the cloud of the sky with his right hand, holding the weapon tightly in his hand can give him a sense of security.

Izanami cast an icy stare, and the gray pupils contained unspeakable hatred, hatred and disgust for life, and her pale hair was as dry as seaweed, fluttering in the cold wind.

"Are you... provoking me, the god of the underworld?"

She waved her arm, and a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, and the cloudy thunder exploded.

The roaring thunder light lit up the temple, but it was split open by a sword in an instant.

Pure white cloud gas is released from the clouds in the sky like water mist.

Bai Takiping held up the clouds in the sky, and used the devoured cloud energy to drive this well-known magic weapon blade to slash the thunder light hard.

"It seems that I don't need to introduce myself."

The demon pointed the tip of Cong Yun's sword at Izanami, and the blade illusoryly cut across the air, leaving behind an illusory landscape like white clouds.

He slowly tightened his body, as if he was winding up his own body, the Heavenly Demon True Qi exploded without any effort, accumulating energy in silence.

"It's our first time meeting, Izanami... I'm here to kill you."

He said word by word: "On behalf of the world... to punish you."

The provocation of mortals made the Goddess of Huangquan, who had already stepped into madness, let out a sharp roar, and the light of thunder burst out from her body, and thunder lights of completely different shapes emerged one after another in the face, abdomen, hands, feet and buttocks, and the decayed body.

The goddess of Huangquan should not have the power of thunder, but her power of thunder is not derived from pure nature, but from the evolution of divine power in her body. It is rumored that after Izanami died, the body split into eight thunder gods , the head is occupied by a big thunder, the chest is occupied by a fire mine, the abdomen is occupied by a black mine, the genitals are occupied by a demolition mine, the left hand is occupied by a thunderbolt, the right hand is occupied by an earth mine, and the left foot is occupied by a thunderbolt According to, the right foot was occupied by Fu Lei, a total of eight thunder gods wrapped around his body.

The Eight Thunder Gods are both her incarnation and the source of her power.

Jian Yulei is known as the god of war, and he masters the power of thunder.

Susanoo is the god of destruction, and he also masters the power of storm and thunder.

But the combined thunder of the two is far less than the eight gods of thunder in front of me. Izanami's body burst out infinite thunder at the same time, and turned into several clones on the ground. .

Bai Takiping held up the clouds in the sky and swung them back and forth. It cannot be said that his swordsmanship has not improved, it can only be said that he retreated instead of advancing.

But in the world of martial arts, speed is the only thing that can't be broken. As long as the speed is fast enough, the unpretentious level A is also a fatal attack.

He shook his shoulders and arm joints, turning the straight sword marks into wave-like slashes.

The clouds and mist are misty, and the clouds in the sky show infinite sharpness. The moment a few phantoms of Thunder God take shape, they are chopped into pieces.

The grade of this bone sword is really high. It seems to have a certain restraint effect on the divine power of Huangquan. Cong Yun, he was defeated in the end.

This proves that Izanami's power is much more than that.

Shirataki wanted to test it out, so he boldly approached Izanami's place. He charged against the thunder, the sword light in his hand flashed continuously, skimmed tens of meters away with swift movement, and went straight to Izanami's face Door.

Squeeze, build up, and release.

"hasaki!"

Shirataki waved the clouds in the sky in a provocative posture, suppressed the clouds on the edge of the sword and turned into a tornado shape, rushing towards Izanami's face with a destructive force, forcibly withstood the outbreak of the Eight Thunder Gods.

The temple was impacted by two forces, forming irregular vibrations. Huang's whole body temple began to tremble, cracks spread along the wall, and the confrontation between the central god and the demon did not stop at all.

"Suppressed it?" Yatagaraya looked at this scene in shock, and Suzhan Mingzun never suppressed Izanami when using the Kusanagi sword.

"Just temporarily..." Miko discussed with Bai Taki, she knew that Bai Taki was currently relying on the advantage of weapons, but this advantage could not be maintained forever, she had to start preparations in the precious time bought by the other party.

What the witch can do is pray, but Amaterasu can't hear her prayers in the Underworld. The only thing she can do is to release the sun's spiritual power. It is forbidden for the sun to rise in the Underworld. I don't know, maybe it's a loss for both sides, but she can't care so much anymore, she just took the risk, and she doesn't care if she will run out of fuel?

The woman clasped her fingers tightly, knelt on the ground on one knee, and a golden-red light glowed in her palm.

The subtle appearance of the sun's spiritual power distracted Izanami, she subconsciously looked at the corner of the temple, the appearance of a priestess was reflected in her godless pupils, and then let out a sharp roar.

The Goddess of Huangquan didn't know whether she sensed the danger or hated the sun's rays. She clasped her hands, and the thunder gathered in her hands, forming a sickle made of eight-colored thunder. She swung the sickle and slashed at the witch.

Immediately there was a buzzing sound in the air, the two forces collided, Shirataki hit the ground like a rubber ball, and then bounced out, he propped up the weapon in his hand and got up, exhaling a bad breath.

He stood in front of the witch and drew a line in front of him with his weapon. This was his lightning pool.

"Don't be distracted, your opponent is here."

In fact, he has more handsome lines to say, but at this time he is no longer in the mood of being handsome. Only when facing an extremely powerful opponent, he doesn't have the heart to think about too many extra things. Every approach of Izanami brings heavy pressure.

He set up the Congyun Sword, and faced the terrifying Thunder Sickle again.

Every collision cracked the ground under his feet, as if all the bones in his body had been bombarded, and the energy could be shielded, but he had to bear the pressure from every impact. result.

Weak?That's not all... It's just that compared with Izanami, his body is not as good as the other's, not to mention that Izanami is a dead god, her body will not feel pain if her bones are broken, and she will not feel pain without pain Injury, as the deceased, how could he be afraid of dying again.

After being slashed out for the nineteenth time, Shirataki felt pain in his shoulder, and his left hand suddenly went numb, followed by a loss of intuition, and his shoulder dislocated.

A sharp stone pierced through the left arm. He frowned and connected the bone. Ten seconds later, he dislocated again. Twenty seconds later, he dislocated again. Thirty seconds later... he couldn't connect it.

comminuted fracture.

Shirataki bared his teeth in pain, got up from the ground cursing, and then slashed at his head with a scythe, he was thrown out again, hit the wall, slid along the ground, and fell beside the line he had drawn. I feel like Thor who was beaten by the purple potato head.

The Yatagara asked kindly, "Are you okay?"

"I'm not good!" Bai Taki got up in disgrace, when had the majestic demon been so embarrassed.

"Would you like to rest for a while?"

"I think so too, do you think a referee blows the halftime whistle!"

Suddenly, Bai Taki's back felt cold, he shouted angrily, held the clouds of the sky with his backhand, turned around in a circle, and threw the weapon in his hand, the clouds wrapped around the cloud sword and turned into an imaginary serpent, entangled on the thunder sickle, But it was cut into eight sections in a short moment, and it can be served directly on the table after adding some soy sauce and green onions and stir-frying.

Cong Yunjian left his hand, the weapon was bounced away, and stuck in the far wall.

Bai Taki's left hand drooped unnaturally, he seemed to be at the end of his rope.

But he knew that although he was injured, at least [-]% of his combat power had been retained. Selling miserably was also part of the strategy.

He's waiting, and...the signal is there!

The witch opened her eyes, and loosened her tightly clenched palms. At that moment, it was as if the Buddha opened the door to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. The Buddha Kingdom in her palm opened, and the endless golden-red light filled the entire temple, which was enough to make people dizzy. The high light bloomed behind Shirataki, and a hundred A1 high flashes were not enough to match one percent of the brightness, and the released solar power formed a wave-like impact energy.

A small sun seems to be brewing in her palm. The sun is gentle, but also dangerous. It is the hottest celestial star. Its spiritual power is not only the source of all things, but also has the blazing heat that can destroy everything!

The spiritual power of the sun was released under the guidance of the witch. She pushed it lightly, and the sphere formed a golden dragon shape. It was a fire dragon. where the gods are.

The golden-red fire dragon flitted over Shirataki and rushed into Izanami's arms. Even the Thunder Scythe couldn't cut through the fire dragon's core. The scorching fire instantly melted her decayed body, Flesh and bones were vaporized in an instant.

The wailing was no longer heard, only the roar of the scorching heat burning the air.

The temple is shining, the underworld is burning, the goddess is burning, and it is as bright as hell.

Shirataki looked at the bright fireworks, as if he had witnessed a small nuclear explosion at close range. It was hard for him to imagine that any life could survive in this situation.

At this time, the Yatagarao exclaimed in surprise: "Good! We won!"

However, no one gave it a high-five... In the burning red lotus, something seemed to be completely recovering.

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That is, in an instant.

It is very similar to the moment when the final form of the slippery ghost emerges in the killing city.

Shirataki's left arm was already detached from its limbs, he only had time to knock the witch away, and then the half of his shoulder collapsed like that.

The blood spilled out, and then evaporated.

The high temperature left by the sun's spiritual power evaporated the blood, Shirataki's broken arm fell to the ground, and the fresh flesh and blood also rotted under the domination of the law of the underworld in an instant, turning into bones.

I can't even pick it up.

The witch stared blankly at this scene, before she had time to say anything, she swallowed back nervously.

Shirataki stopped the bleeding from the severed arm, the loss of an arm is not a big deal, but if the head was severed just now, he would definitely die.

And what was it that almost cut himself in two in an instant?

He couldn't see clearly, the speed was too fast, or the traces that the naked eye could not catch at all.

He could only stare at the center of the temple where the sun's spiritual power was gradually dissipating. The building had been reduced to ruins, collapsed stones, and a scorched and dilapidated area of ​​rocks.

What emerges from its center is a sunken land, the ground is pitch black, and there are still rock formations under the rock formations, but the shape has changed slightly.

And in the center of the collapsed rock formation, Izanami stood in the center, her flesh and blood vaporized and disappeared under the scorching of the sun's spiritual power, and what was left was no longer a complete human figure, but a white bone. Any bones of flesh and blood, with a long white undergarment attached to the bones, seem to be crumbling and fragile, but they are like death itself.

Seeing the change in appearance, Shirataki knew...Izanami had already entered the second stage, the first stage was just a trial, her power had not been fully released, and now she was really about to fight to the death.

Whether it's the vision of the false realm, or the real energy of the demon, use all the power you can use.

Tapping the ground with the toes, the mental power was purified and diffused, and the stone dragon slowly took shape, taking shape at the broken position of Shirataki's left arm.

His dripping blood stained the pitch-black stone, and a stone-made arm slowly took shape.

No, it's not so much an arm, it's better to say it's the dragon king's jaw, and the rock outlines every corner, lifelike.

This is not enough.

Bai Taki let out a breath, then held his breath, his pupils began to flush with blood, he reversed the circulation of Qi and blood, this is an evil ultimate move of sacrificing one's life, it is called the disintegration of the demon, once used, the Qi and blood will flow backwards, it is very easy It causes blood vessels to burst and meridians to be cut off. The mortality rate for the first use is not high, but the disability rate is extremely high.

However, for the Heavenly Demon with strong self-healing ability, the most serious side effect of the Heavenly Demon's disintegration is just to make him uncomfortable for a week at most, and he cannot use his true energy for a while. His vitality can be replenished by the panacea. This is not the first time he has used it , control the strength well, and will not burn out the vitality in an instant.

The dark murderous intent was forced out from every cell and merged into the blood and true energy. The dark demonic true energy was stained with blood, adding a touch of madness. The power in the body was also like a wave, constantly accumulating strength and coming menacingly.

Shirataki's figure became thinner, and the power of his blood was transformed. As a price, his vitality was rapidly consumed. His jet-black hair turned dry and pale, and his full muscles became dry. Only strength Constantly improving, it is simply an overclocking that consumes the remaining lifespan crazily.

Facing the god directly, Shirataki began to fight for his life.

Concentrate a little bit and get to the top.

Without borrowing external force, develop one's own potential to the limit, supplemented by the Arhat Heart Sutra to curb the side effects, stabilize consciousness, burn spiritual power and vitality, and deduce the most powerful attack of the pseudo-realm vision to the extreme at the current stage.

The moment he activated this move, Shirataki was already bloody and blue.

Before the demon stepped forward, Shilong opened his bloody mouth and devoured the god.

The skinny white bones did not dodge or dodge, and perhaps there was no way to dodge at all. Shirataki turned into a dragon shadow in an instant, leaving dozens of afterimages in the void, and the thunderous sound concentrated and erupted in an instant.

The stone dragon pierced through the god's bone shell, and indeed held the heart in the center of its chest.

Holding it, then crushing it, the illusory heart shattered, bursting out countless broken rays of light.