Chapter 764 Remnant Soul

"Who are you?" Xu Feng asked while floating in the air, staring at the phantom on the throne;

"Mortals are not allowed to recite my name!" Phantom's voice came directly into Xu Feng's mind: "You can call me the God of Forging!"

Sure enough, he was really the God of Forging, Xu Feng's eyes flickered, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Are you going to inherit my inheritance?" the God of Forging asked repeatedly;

"I came here on behalf of others, and I want to inherit your inheritance." Xu Feng shook his head and said;

"My inheritance is all in the gate of the stars. You can go in and choose your own. Remember, a person can only choose one star. What you get is up to destiny. You can't force it, otherwise, disaster will come!" On the face of the God of Forging Showing a tired look, he waved his hand and said;

The Gate of Stars?

Xu Feng thought of the other door he entered just now, which reveals the power of the stars, and the inside of the portal is pitch black, dotted with stars like pearls, that portal is probably the gate of stars in its mouth;

"I want your godhead and divine fire!" Xu Feng said directly.

"Bold!" The God of Forging suddenly opened his eyes, his face was full of anger, and his originally translucent body became distorted;

"You are a mortal, you dare to spy on the realm of the gods, coveting the power of the gods, you should be punished!"

Shouting furiously, the volcanoes in the entire magma area suddenly roared and erupted together, and countless flame monsters frolicking in the magma roared loudly and rushed towards the throne;

Xu Feng narrowed his eyes, and in the illusory figure of the God of Forging, its brain, a spar, was shining brightly, emitting multicolored light.

At the heart of the God of Forging, a red flame the size of a finger swayed slightly, and endless energy radiated from the flame;

The God of Forging slowly stood up from the throne, raised his right hand, and a huge hammer appeared out of thin air, and it held me tightly in my hand;

"Since you dare to covet divine power, then prepare to bear the wrath of God!" The God of Forging roared, and the surface of the giant hammer suddenly burst into vigorous flames, burning blazingly;

Standing up, the God of Blacksmithing was more than sixty meters tall, towering above the sky, and Xu Feng was like a mosquito in front of him, not worth mentioning;

The God of Forging swung a huge hammer and swept towards Xu Feng. With a whoosh, the wind was fierce, and the crimson flames dyed half of the sky red;

Xu Feng's feet touched lightly in the void, and his figure, like a dragonfly on water, drew an arc in the air, dodged the blow, swung the flying sword in his hand, and slashed towards the God of Forging;

A silver sword light flew towards the God of Forging, but it came out directly through the body, and slashed on the throne behind the God of Forging;

when~

There was a crisp impact sound, and a three-foot-long crack appeared on the throne, and a gemstone was directly chopped into pieces, turning into crystal fragments and falling down;

Seeing that the throne was cut off, the God of Forging showed an angry look on his face;

"You dare to destroy the throne, you should be punished for your crime!" The God of Forging roared, and grabbed Xu Feng with his left hand in mid-air. A pair of giant palms covered the sky, like a mountain peak, and pressed towards Xu Feng;

The giant palm covered an area with a radius of hundreds of meters, Xu Feng couldn't dodge, his eyes narrowed slightly, he gritted his teeth, directly mobilized the chaotic sword energy in his body, and swung his sword towards the giant palm;

"Chaos Sword Art!"

With a soft shout, a trace of gray sword energy lightly cut towards the giant palm;

Immediately, a sword mark appeared on the palm of the God of Forging, a wound more than a foot long. On the giant palm of the God of Forging, it seemed that a small hole had been pierced by the tip of a needle, and a drop of golden blood oozed out from the wound. ;

"You can actually hurt my divine body?" The God of Forging showed a horrified look on his face;

It has already fallen, its body has long since decayed, and this lava area evolved from its body. At this time, it is just a ray of soul, relying on the godhead and divine fire to live in this world;

But as long as the godhead is not extinguished and the fire of the gods is not extinguished, although the god of forging has fallen, it may not be impossible to resurrect again after thousands of years;

However, Xu Feng's request irritated the God of Forging. If he lost his godhead and divine fire, the God of Forging lost the possibility of resurrection. How could he agree to Xu Feng's request.

Around the one-foot-long sword mark, fine sand appeared, and the fine sand continued to fall from around the sword mark, whizzing back and forth, but never stopped;

Sensing the threat, the God of Blacksmith raised his palm and carefully inspected the scar, only to find that the sword scar that was originally more than one foot long had grown to three feet, and continued to expand and spread.

"You, how dare you kill a god!" The God of Forging revealed a trace of panic in his angry roar, his left palm was clenched tightly, and the huge hammer trembled slightly in his right hand, as if it was about to fall in the next moment;

"In the name of Casorakus, I mark the person in front of me as the enemy of God..." The God of Forging showed a horrified look on his face, muttering to himself, and fixed his eyes on Xu Feng, showing a look of resentment;

The God of Blacksmithing, who had fallen from the past, has lived here for millions of years, and his soul can already manifest, and it won't be long before he can recast his body and come back to life;

Although it is impossible to become the god of forging again immediately, as long as there is a godhead and a godfire, it will only be a matter of time before he re-enters the altar;

But Xu Feng's sword directly cut off the possibility of its resurrection. Even if the sword wound no longer continues to expand, the God of Forging will still need to spend millions of years to repair it, because the sword wound has already Injured to the root of the soul.

When the God of Forging said "mark the person in front of him as the enemy of God", Xu Feng suddenly felt that his body was enveloped by a mysterious force, just like the curse of Captain Douglasola before the death of the Spear of Frozen Hell generally.

At this time, a huge crack had appeared in the left palm of the God of Forging, and countless fine gray sand fell from the left palm;

The God of Forging roared loudly, his whole body flashed with golden light, and all his power gathered in his left hand, trying to expel the power of chaos, but who knew that no matter how powerful the energy gathered in his left hand, it would be swallowed by the power of chaos, and instead become Accomplishing its assistance is like trying to use a large amount of firewood to suppress the already burning flame.

"Ah, God's Enemy, God's Enemy!" The God of Forging roared, swung his giant hammer vigorously, and smashed it into the empty space. At this time, half of its left palm had turned into dust, and the injury continued to spread upwards.

Boom~

A huge flame rose from the entire lava space and swept towards Xu Feng. Unprepared, Xu Feng was hit by a flame force on his back and flew directly tens of meters away. A point of injury popped from the top of his head;

Underfoot, countless flame monsters screamed and jumped towards him vigorously. These flame monsters could not fly, but their jumping ability was amazing, almost no different from flying;

Xu Feng glanced at the phantom of the God of Forging, the wind and thunder wings flapped slightly, and hid behind the throne in the distance;

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