Return of the War God

Immediately, he raised his head, looked at the gray world, and said lightly again: "Is it only possible to do this?"

At this moment, Ye Wuque seemed to be questioning the gray world.

"Practicing the heart and mind, but it can't make me feel any sense of fear and anger, and still practice the heart of a fart?"

Ye Wuque's tone became more disappointed.

The eyes of the six figures on the opposite side converged together, becoming fierce and terrifying!

"Kill him, take everything from him, we can get what we want!"

"What are you waiting for?"

Jun Shanlie yelled and rushed towards Ye Wuque!

Ji Wuzong, Xuanhuang, Huang Yangyun, and Sheng Haoxuan all rushed forward, and the terrifying fluctuations set off an endless aura, covering Ye Wuque all the time. Only Luo Beihuang remained unmoved, standing in place and staring. Ye Wuque's eyes were unpredictable and strange.

Puff! !

Invisible ripples swept past!

The five figures that rushed directly exploded, and they couldn't even approach Ye Wuque a bit!

The remaining Luo Beihuang smiled slightly.

Whooshoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

Next moment!

Between the gray world, five Jun Shanlie appeared, ten Ji Wuxian appeared, a hundred Xuanhuang appeared, a thousand wild clouds appeared, ten thousand Sheng Haoxuan appeared! !

In almost an instant, the world was filled with countless figures, and all of them rushed towards Ye Wuque!

"kill!!"

Jun Shanlie roared to the sky.

Bang!

Ye Wuque raised his hand and blasted his left fist!

The golden emperor figure rolls into the void, crushing everything!

The right fist also blasted out!

The killing fist boils infinitely, killing ten directions.

Countless Jun Shanlie, Ji Wuzong, Xuanhuang, Huang Yangyun, and Sheng Haoxuan were killed by Ye Wuque with two fists.

But after one dies, there are ten rebirths!

Endless, just such constant manifestation, defying death to kill Xiang Ye Wuque!

"Ye Wuque!!"

"We are endless, can you kill it?"

Emperor Xuan laughed.

Ye Wuque's face was expressionless, his hair turbulent, and his eyes were very attractive.

Because he suddenly discovered that with the killing of these five people, the strength in his body had recovered more quickly.

"Ye Wuque!"

"This time, you will die!"

Huang Yangyun is extremely fierce.

"Don't blame me, kill you, I can live!"

Sheng Haoxuan spoke softly.

"Da Qian Shenyu! That is my destination! With your corpse, I can go back to my life! Ye Wuque, you will lose this battle!"

Ji Wuzong's voice is cold and merciless.

Countless figures came forward and forth, and there was no end at all.

Ye Wuque stepped out in one step, his martial arts robe hunted, his hair was dancing wildly, his face was indifferent, but his eyes burst into the sky!

"It's not easy to want to die?"

Boom!

Ye Wuque threw out his fists like a landslide and started the ultimate killing.

The figures were slaughtered and blown up!

But more are manifested, there is no end at all, and it is not clean at all.

But Ye Wuque didn't care about it here, killing as many as there were, and never letting go.

The gray world has become a **** of killing.

Three days...

Half a month...

One year...

century……

Wannian...

Time passed madly, without stopping, Ye Wuque just kept killing like this!

He no longer knew how many he killed, but no matter how many he killed, countless figures still rushed over, trying to drown Ye Wuque!

at last!

A trace of exhaustion struck Ye Wuque's heart.

But his aura is getting more and more boiling!

Time passed, and the killing continued.

Ye Wuque was also injured, exhausted, and the power in his body seemed to have been completely drained.

But his eyes are still full of indifference and strength!

He can't count how many he killed!

Just remember to punch, punch, and punch again!

How many ten thousand years have passed?

Even Ye Wuque finally felt deep exhaustion and disgust, this feeling almost made him crazy!

But even so!

Ye Wuque still didn't stop.

His eyes were still indifferent, without the slightest sway.

The madness from childhood paranoia to the bones has been tempered all the way into an unimaginable powerful willpower!

What about exhaustion?

What about disgust?

Even if the soul dries up...what?

As long as there are enemies, as long as the breath remains, his fists will not stop!

kill! !

With a loud roar, Ye Wuque's scarlet eyes were full of madness, and he raised his fist once again to rush towards Ji Wuzong.

Puff!

Ji Wuxian was blown up.

The imaginary new enemy didn't rush over again, and Ye Wuque's fist slammed forward because it was empty.

At this moment, Ye Wuque staggered and straightened his body, looking around, his scarlet eyes were a little dazed.

"What about the enemy?"

Looking around, there was no more figure in the gray world, only him.

Tear!

At this moment, the gray world that was originally mixed and unified suddenly tore apart, and an amazing crack appeared!

This crack began to pervade and grew bigger, and eventually the whole world began to shatter.

Extremely exhausted, Ye Wuque's shaking heart instantly realized.

"Is it over..."

He saw nothingness through the gray cracks, and then saw many meteors that pierced the sky.

Buzzing!

At this moment, Ye Wuque suddenly felt a faint wave of fluctuations in front of him as if calling him.

He limped and began to walk there, very slowly, but the gray world shattered quickly.

Gradually, behind Ye Wuque, only endless darkness remained, spreading to him continuously, as if to swallow him together.

Suddenly, Ye Wuque paused.

In front of him, another figure appeared, it was...Luo Beihuang!

Looking at Luo Beihuang, Ye Wuque's expression was calm, and his scarlet eyes were still cold.

"Haha, little brother, guess...when will we meet again?"

Luo Beihuang smiled weirdly, and his figure slowly faded away.

After his figure dissipated, an ancient monument of incomparable vicissitudes had already appeared on the spot.

It seems that this ancient monument has always stood here, from eternity to this moment, it has never moved.

The darkness behind Ye Wuque spread to this, slowly dissipating, not daring to come closer.

now.

Only this ancient stele was left, with Ye Wuque standing in front of it.

All around, there is eternal darkness.

The extremely exhausted Ye Wuque gasped violently, but still staggered forward with a strong spirit.

When he stood in front of the ancient monument, a line of handwriting that Ye Wuque could understand suddenly appeared on the original monument.

"Dream... It's time to wake up..."

Ye Wuque said it lightly, his brows suddenly frowned.