Chapter 1697 Kill the Demon God! Crush the Godhead!

The barbarian stared at the 14 demon gods, and said with a sinister smile, "You guys don't have to worry about your lives if you stay in the mortal realm obediently. Now you dare to come to the heaven realm, are you impatient?"

"With me here, you can't kill them." Huang Yi's voice came from the Death Star calmly.

Everyone quickly turned their heads to look, and saw Huang Yi was holding a sickle under the barrier of the Death Star, staring at Man Shen and the others confidently.

The sickle exudes a supreme aura, and a vast energy continuously emerges, pouring into the enchantment.

Everyone's heart trembled, and they quickly turned their eyes away, not daring to look at the Death Scythe again, because if they looked at it repeatedly, they would be injured by it.

"shame on you!"

"Don't use the death rule if you have the ability!"

"Let's have a fair fight!"

The demon gods sternly accused Huang Yi of going to their divine kingdom to make troubles again and again these days, but he couldn't kill them no matter what. He did whatever he wanted by relying on the rules of death, which almost annoyed them to death.

Huang Yi smiled: "Fair? Is it fair for so many of you to besiege the Death Star together? There is no fairness in the world. Whoever has the greatest ability will grasp the fairness. The Death Scythe is in my hands, and I can pardon the gods death, you will never try to kill them."

He paused, looked around at the demon gods, and incited: "Everyone, the reason why you surrendered to the barbarian gods is because of helplessness! When the barbarian gods forced you to surrender by force, they must have slaughtered many of your subordinates. After paying a painful loss, you must dare not speak out against the Man God, and you don’t really want to surrender to him. I declare that I am willing to save anyone who is willing to escape from the Man God. This is your once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for revenge, although Go attack the barbarian god, I can pardon your death and relieve your worries."

In an instant, all the demon gods were startled, and they all looked at the wild gods in unison.

Many of them did not sincerely form an alliance with the barbarian god, but had to submit to him due to his strength.

If he could really be pardoned from death, it wouldn't mean that he couldn't take revenge on the barbarian god.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, how can it be so easy to pardon the death of the demon god, is he willing to pay a high price to pardon your deaths? Stop dreaming!" The barbarian quickly snarled, suppressing everyone's dangerous thoughts.

Once all the demon gods here take revenge on him, even if he is powerful, he will end up like a tyrant back then.

"Don't forget, I am a man sent by God, and I can do many things that you can't do. Although the price of pardoning the death of the gods is high, I can easily bear it, so you don't have to worry." Huang Yi also continued to use language offensive.

"Stop talking nonsense, fight!" Man Shen didn't dare to talk to Huang Yi anymore, otherwise the group of demon gods might turn against him.

Determined to show his prestige, he rushed towards the 14 demon gods aggressively holding six artifacts.

Alone, he broke into the 14 demon gods domineeringly, and blasted out six artifacts at the same time, pouring out six creation-like powers, causing the space to vibrate and gusts of wind to overflow.

The 14 demon gods were all scattered by him, showing unrivaled strength.

As soon as the barbarian god made a move, the demon gods had no choice but to follow suit, but they were all just a symbolic deal, not too powerful.

They have been incited by Huang Yi's words, and they are thinking about the possibility of rebelling against the barbarian god.

Only the core figures of the alliance, such as Manshen and Xuanwuxiong, are attacking with all their strength.

"Roar!" The peerless demon emperor Ye Konghua roared with his teeth and claws open, each dragon scale burst into dazzling light, and the huge dragon's body was like a winding mountain range, with overwhelming force, it slammed into the barbarian god .

"Do you dare to fight me with this level of strength?" Man Shen sneered, casually picked up a sledgehammer, and smashed it at the dragon head of the Peerless Demon Emperor.

"Boom!" The peerless demon emperor Ye Konghua flew backwards far away, and Wei'an's body collided with many demon gods.

He stabilized his body again, shook his dizzy head vigorously, and continued to charge towards the wild god.

battle between gods,

It is no longer possible to solve it quickly, and it is impossible to kill an enemy weaker than oneself in one move like Mortal Realm.

The various privileges of the godhead can ensure that the gods will not fall so easily. Even if the main god faces an ordinary god, it will take a while to kill the opponent.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The other god-conferring masters and the group of demon gods also fought with great vigor, and the majestic power poured out unscrupulously. The strength that had been suppressed for countless years was finally able to burst out, and they fought happily.

Almost all of them are old antiques who have lived for countless years and have rich combat experience. Even if they have just been conferred gods, they have fought with these gods who have been conferred gods for a long time.

Moreover, they are backed by Huang Yi's death rules, and they can adopt some desperate moves.

But the enemy didn't dare to gamble with their lives, they only attacked symbolically, and didn't want to sacrifice their lives for the barbarian god.

All of a sudden, the 14 demon gods faced off against an enemy that far outnumbered them, yet they did not fall into a clear disadvantage.

"You are seriously injured and still fighting with me, are you courting death?" The tyrannical lord Izerius suddenly laughed violently, rushed to Xuanwuxiong in an instant, and punched Xuanwuxiong hard, hitting Xuanwuxiong's chest.

"Boom!" Xuan Wuxiong's chest sank, blood and flesh splashed everywhere, the old wound was shaken open again, gushing out monstrous blood.

Huang Yi had already broken through the Kingdom of God before, leaving a huge wound on his chest. He was seriously injured and his strength fell.

Now that he was hit hard by this punch, the wound spread even wider.

"Block him quickly!" Xuan Wuxiong yelled anxiously at the demon gods beside him as he retreated wildly.

But those demon gods remained indifferent, and continued to attack pretendingly from a distance, as if they had nothing to do with them.

"Fear is everywhere." The gloomy voice of the King of Fear sounded behind Xuan Wuxiong, and a monstrous fear filled the air in an instant.

Xuan Wuxiong was swallowed up by that devilish energy in an instant, and horrible images suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Those were the moments of fear that he had experienced in his life, and some of them had left psychological shadows in his heart, and now they were all of a sudden. Woke up and re-experienced the original fear.

"Boom!" The Fear King's fist entered from Xuan Wuxiong's back, and pierced through the wound in front of his chest, holding a piece of bloody internal organs in his hand.

Xuan Wuxiong screamed in pain, and rushed to the distance to avoid the attack of the King of Fear.

"I'll save you!" Man Shen immediately got rid of the entanglement of the peerless demon emperor Ye Konghua, and rushed over from a distance.

He reached out to grab Xuan Wuxiong, trying to pull him behind him.

Suddenly, Xuan Wuxiong turned into a sharp blade and shot at his eyes.

Man Shen hurriedly stretched out his hand to block the sharp blade, only to find that there was no Xuan Wuxiong in place.

It was the illusion released by the god Huanyuan, which successfully deceived him.

But the real Xuan Wuxiong was still being attacked by the King of Fear in the distance, beaten back and forth like a sandbag, kept vomiting blood, and screamed again and again.

"What delicious blood!" A bloodthirsty voice sounded, and the blood that Xuan Wuxiong poured out all gathered towards the Bloody Demon Monarch, bathing him, turning him into a bloody man.

He flashed a blood shadow and appeared in front of Xuanwuxiong in an instant. A bloody hand penetrated into the blood hole in Xuanwuxiong's chest, tore off a piece of flesh and chewed it in his mouth.

"Ah! Save me!" Xuan Wuxiong didn't care about his image, screamed and ran away in a panic, blood spilling all the way.

"No one will be able to save you." A translucent remnant soul flashed past, and directly hit Xuan Wuxiong's body, covering him like a shadow.

This is the Remnant Soul Slayer, which looks like a wisp of Remnant Soul. It likes to possess the enemy, snatching control of the enemy's body like a house, and disturbing the enemy's mind.

As soon as Xuan Wuxiong was possessed by him, his body suddenly slowed down, as if he had fallen into a quagmire, he stretched out his hand and waved vigorously in the void, trying to dispel the shadow attached to his body.

"Death is your destination!" The body of Falling Feather Shattered Feather trembled, and countless shattered feathers came out of his body, turning into countless torrents of blades, and hit Xuan Wuxiong with a bang.

Xuan Wuxiong was instantly sent flying, and slammed into the barrier of the Death Star.

A hand suddenly stretched out from inside the barrier, grabbed Xuan Wuxiong's body, and dragged him in.

"I give you death." Huang Yi held Xuan Wuxiong's neck, put his face in front of him, stared at his frightened eyes, and gently slid the death scythe across his neck.

Xuan Wuxiong's neck was immediately cut with a small wound, which seemed insignificant, but a strong death breath gushed out from it.

Soon, the wound spread rapidly, cutting off his head completely!

The headless body spurted out a mighty stream of demon god's blood, which splashed on the barrier of the Death Star, staining the barrier black and red. But he was still alive, hitting the barrier in horror, trying to get out of it.

However, his head was still held by Huang Yi, unable to return to his body.

The demon gods turned their heads in horror, and through the blood-stained barrier, they could vaguely see the blurred figure of Huang Yi inside. He stretched out a hand and drilled through the broken part of Xuan Wuxiong's head. Something was being dug in his head, and there was a "poof" sound of digging up flesh and blood, which made the scalp numb.

After a while, his hand was withdrawn from Xuan Wuxiong's head, and his bloody finger was holding a bright crystal, which was clearly a godhead.

The godhead kept trembling, trying to break free from his palm, but those slender fingers grabbed it firmly.

Huang Yi flicked his wrist, and smashed that godhead onto the blade of Death's Scythe, as easily and casually as smashing an egg.

"Crack!" As soon as the godhead touched the blade of the sickle, it shattered instantly and turned into a pile of fragments, which were dilapidated.

Xuan Wuxiong has completely fallen.

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