Since the beginning of mythology, the most powerful gods have always been high above and worshipped by extraordinary people. That is the highest achievement they pursue and the pinnacle of life.
But now, there is a group of "crazy people", each one more excited and arrogant than the other, rushing forward to hunt down the silver-haired god!
He is a god who returned from the great barrier. He has a lofty status. His every word and action has the afterglow of the extraordinary spreading, and the residual power of order is expanding.
But now, he was beaten up by a group of "himself" led by one person.
"This is crazy. This is unimaginable. The most powerful god has become a prey, being surrounded and hunted by a group of lunatics."
In outer space, many people were stunned and couldn't believe it.
"Lao Wang...Niu Ben, is worthy of being my sworn brother. He is preparing to kill God!" Ma Chaofan was the first to express his opinion.
Qingmu, Wu Yin, Zhao Qinghan and others all glanced at it. This horse was a bit shameless.
The mechanical bear was very straightforward and said, "How did the bear hear that you are his mount?"
"The Pegasus steps on the moon and chases the bear!" Ma Chaofan roared and showed his hooves decisively!
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In the Health Preservation Palace, Chen Yongjie looked extremely serious. He knew what being the most powerful god meant, and he was not reassured by Wang Xuan's strength.
The great Taoist Xu Fu nodded and said, "There are some ways to do this. All these incarnations are not weaker than the main body. Anyone who dares to practice like this is either mentally ill or is about to have a complete split personality!"
A blinding silver light swept across the decayed barrier, and the divine ring outside the silver-haired god's body swelled and expanded outwards. His body was covered with bloodstains.
He was injured, but his extraordinary power was increasing. He was blocked in the human world and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, which made the murderous intent in the depths of his eyes continue to rise.
For a moment, an endless maple forest appeared, all red and bright. That was the place where his soul was sublimated. Then it exploded, and the sky and the earth were replaced by silver flames. A cold voice echoed throughout the world.
"How can the three slashes of the gods be in vain? Let's go back!"
This time, his voice was not loud, but it gave people an endless sense of chill and oppression, like the Last Judgment, led by the most powerful god, judging the gods.
puff!
Everyone, no matter how they defended or where they stood, were affected. The three slashes of the disappearing god seemed to be tracing back to the past and slashing back in the opposite direction.
First, time and space were cut, and the Yuhua Palace suddenly became blurred and collapsed. It was affected by a dazzling silver light. Wherever it passed, it destroyed everything in its path and the void collapsed!
The next step was to kill the souls. Those present were spiritual beings, all of whom had their defenses broken. Their injuries were varying degrees of severity. They struggled in the twisted void, and each was pierced by a beam of silver light.
Finally, it was time to cut off the flesh. Wang Xuan’s chest was torn apart by the brilliant divine light, and large amounts of blood splattered. This blow was not light and pierced through his body.
The troublemaker Old Zhang got angry and said, "How dare he hurt me? Why don't you all kill him? This is a shame. He is just a foreign god. How can he make me bleed!"
"Three Slashes of God, what's the point of talking about retrospection? It's just the residual oscillation of the power of order. Do you want this effect? I'll give it back to you!" The Demon Lord said.
All of a sudden, the song of Ten Thousand Immortals' Tribulation Crossing reappeared, and layer upon layer of lightning fell right on the top of the silver-haired god's head, exploding violently and causing him to stumble back.
His eyes became even colder. Parts of his shoulders, chest and back were split open, and divine blood was dripping from the charred flesh.
The mysterious man who was reborn from the ashes of Zheng Yuantian spoke: "My fellow clones, I am the main body, and I should ask for an explanation for you. The immortal fetus has taken over and replaced me with the most powerful god!"
Inside the body of the silver-haired god, there is an inexplicable force corroding it, trying to occupy the flesh and blood and spirit of a most powerful god, using it as a breeding ground and a womb to give birth to a new god!
This move was so vicious that Wang Xuan was quite frightened. He even began to doubt whether this was still his clone or whether the founder of the demon fetus had been resurrected in his spirit.
However, he shook his head again. In the land of nothingness, Fang Yuzhu, Lao Zhang and others helped him to diagnose the disease. These were his spiritual clones and there was no way they could be wrong.
All this was because he had obtained the Demon Fetus Art from Zheng Wu, and had studied and analyzed it. This mysterious clone belonged to that part of his spirit. After entering the Land of Nothingness, he began to study in this direction and practiced the Demon Fetus Art.
"Get out! How can the gods allow you to blaspheme!" The silver-haired god spoke, and dazzling silver light was gushing out from every pore of his body. It was the real divine flame, which melted the collapsed giant palace and made the void blurry and distorted.
He was baptizing himself with the flame of the gods to cut off the mark of the immortal fetus' parasitism.
"My fellow clones, what are you still standing there for? Kill him together with me!" The Nether Blood Patriarch opened his mouth, and in an instant, he threw a punch. The sky and the earth roared, as if a huge blood-colored sun was blooming.
"Don't argue about who is the clone and who is the main body. Whoever kills this foreign god first will be the master!" the demon ancestor shouted.
In an instant, he used his magic body, his body grew rapidly, and he stood upright, and stepped down with one foot, which caused the Nether Blood Sect Master and others to scold him, "Can't you distinguish between friend and foe? Do you want to start an internal conflict in advance?"
"Sorry!" The Demon Ancestor shrank his body, becoming more and more powerful. His body was filled with boiling demonic energy, and he was surrounded by brilliant golden light. His pupils were as weird as knives, and he pounced on the silver-haired god.
The demon lord Yanyan said nothing. This time she swung her oil-paper umbrella and smashed it directly. Her red skirt fluttered as she made the move, and she looked extremely graceful and elegant.
This made Wang Xuan dizzy. He could not let the Demon Lord take his place no matter what. Otherwise, whether he was a man or a woman in the future, would it be too feminine?
call!
Like a falling galaxy, Fang Yuzhu attacked, swung out with the Feathered Fist, and the white fist print was indestructible. One punch shattered the armor of the silver-haired god, and the second punch hit him in the middle of his eyebrows. Although it was blocked by the light of the god, it shook his soul violently, and his spiritual flames splashed. He almost fell to the ground with his head raised.
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