Chapter 662

Above the vast starry sky.

Whether it was the strong men of the human race or the soldiers of the hundreds of billions of starry sky tribes, both sides did not dare to act rashly at this moment. They looked at the fighting figures in front of them in panic and shock.

They could not believe that there was such a terrifying existence in the world. With a wave of his hand, he destroyed the void. The battle affected dozens of galaxies. A wisp of the law of heaven could destroy the world.

In the eyes of such an existence.

The strong men in the realm of law are really just ants! !

Such an existence is no longer something they can match.

"I really didn't expect that there would be such a tragic fight between the world controllers. I haven't seen such a scene for tens of millions of years."

Qijiao Tianzun sighed, but a trace of extremely strong murderous aura emerged in the depths of his eyes. Now the army of the starry sky tribes has returned one after another under his order.

But he still stood there. If there was any flaw on the human side, or if the two sides fought and suffered incurable serious injuries, then he would definitely force his move.

At least one world controller of the human race must be suppressed.

But even with such an idea.

He was still surprised at the killing of world controllers of the human race.

You know.

Every world controller has a lifespan of the same age as the sky, and is almost immortal. Naturally, they live a good life on weekdays, have a noble status, and cherish their lives very much.

How could they fight with others for no reason?

In that case, they will die on the spot if they are not careful!

Every world controller who has been able to roam the universe for tens of millions of years is an old fox. If there is no great hatred, how could they risk their lives immediately? There must be a reason!

But no matter how he speculates.

The fight between the Death Lord and the incarnation of the gods has finally reached its end.

The methods used by both sides were extremely extreme. It would have been nice to have been able to fight back and forth, but in the end, they really got angry and almost exchanged injuries. Both sides were bathed in blood and controlled the laws of the heavens to bombard each other. After all, it was the gods fighting, causing the earth to tremble.

"What methods did you use?"

"I kept getting a stitch in the side when I was practicing the skills!"

"My immortal arrow has lost the consciousness to kill you?"

The Death Lord was shocked and angry. He felt that he had entered an extremely dangerous situation. The other party was a terrifying enemy. If he was not careful, he might die on the spot.

"Methods? Haha! It just adds a lot of bad luck to you."

"You can't use your magic weapon to fight me. Although you are a middle-level world controller, for me, you can't use magic weapons, and even a little practice of the skills will cause you to get a stitch in the side. You are already extremely unlucky. Most of your skills have been wasted. What are you now?"

The incarnation of Shinto is majestic, and three thousand worlds appear in his eyes, like an emotionless emperor, but at this moment, a faint smile appears at the corner of his mouth. Although he has left his world, he has received three thousand years of faith power when he left.

When fighting with enemies.

He can use the power of faith to continuously heal himself. His body can collapse tens of billions of times, but he only needs thousands of years of faith power to fill everything.

Coupled with the good luck given by the little Qilin, he is now favored by the fate in the dark. No matter who fights with him, the final result must be extremely unlucky.

Finally, he was killed by his own hands.

Especially as a tyrant who killed the human race's genius, the number of people who died in his hands is more than hundreds of billions, which is already countless.

He had bad luck himself, and now the little Qilin added to his bad luck. Naturally, he had no means. If he had not reached the realm of a middle-level world controller, he might have died tragically on the spot not long ago.

"Luck? My generation of cultivators advocates invincibility. I have been walking all the way to now, and I don't know how many geniuses I have killed, especially the proud children of heaven. They are known as the protagonists of the times, but in the end they died in my hands when they were in the realm of law."

"I have killed too many people! They all have extremely terrifying luck! ! But they all died in my hands. Luck? In my eyes, it's just a joke!!"

The Death Venerable was anxious and angry, but Tong was a powerful person after all, with his own cultivation. He immediately regained his calmness, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I believe that under my control, no matter how terrible your luck is, it will eventually become a corpse under my control." As the words fell.

He decisively raised the soul-calling flag in his hand.

Since he couldn't use the immortal arrow to kill the opponent, he could find another way and use the soul of the strong man he had cruelly killed in the past to corrode the body of the incarnation of the god.

Boom! !

Both sides no longer hesitated.Yu, under the horrified eyes of the crowd, fought each other again. What was different from before was that the Sun-shooting Emperor, who had fallen into a deep sleep, had revived at this moment. A trace of hot light like lava appeared in his eyes, and he felt that he had not died.

He was furious, his white hair was swinging wildly, like an ancient god.

That's right! !

What made him furious was not his defeat, but the fact that he was still alive. He was really unwilling to accept it, as a contemporary emperor from a broken upper world.

He had his own pride.

He would not bully the weak.

Only opponents who were worthy of him could kill him!

But now.

He was indeed defeated, and he was defeated in the range he was best at. He couldn't believe that he would be defeated by others in archery one day, but he was really convinced. He was seriously injured by an arrow and thought he would definitely die.

No matter what, he was a great emperor in the world after all. With his strength, the other party would certainly take advantage of his deep sleep to attack him. However, he never expected that the other party would not only not attack him, but even throw him aside, which made him furious and felt a little humiliated.

"Death Reverend!"

He roared to the sky, looked up at the void, took out a broken bow in his hand, and his blood rushed out. Under the horrified eyes of the world, he raised his head and shot at the sky! !

But that was all.

He was about to shoot an arrow, but felt a familiar breath, and was stunned on the spot. The original furious eyes were gone, replaced by panic.

"Knock to the Emperor of Heaven!"

He bowed his head and knelt, feeling the breath of the world controller who was constantly fighting in the void. He trembled and did not dare to say too much, let alone speak rudely.

And until this moment.

The battle in the void has been decided.

The soul-calling flag of the Death Reverend was raised in the void, and thousands of corpses appeared under his feet. The breath of the broken soul of the Heavenly Dao was suspended in it, but it collapsed under the suppression of the incarnation of the God.

After the two sides fought for half a quarter of an hour, the Death Reverend was seriously injured on the spot.

He couldn't bear it anymore!

He immediately escaped into the void and prepared to flee! !

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