Infinity begins with the Buddha

Chapter 26 The Battle of the Two Gods
Thousands of miles of wild sand, whirling winds.

The relentless gust of wind still can't blow away the dull and oppressive atmosphere, clouds gather in the sky, and different thunders move the sky.

I saw Qitiandi, the creator of the alien world in a gorgeous black suit, with a calm face, hands behind his back, showing a godlike demeanor, as if he didn't care about everything...

Facing each other is the God of Death who manipulates the body of the Taixue master and forcibly crosses the long river of time and space. Lost his own spiritual consciousness, and rebelled against the Tai Xuezhu...)
Emperor Qitian looked at the man in black robe and hood with great interest, especially the feeling on his body made him feel very happy,

Immediately, he stretched out his hand and raised it slightly, and suddenly the divine power was so powerful that it only destroyed the earth, and he heard the cold words

"Come on, let me see what you can do for...!"

The god of death looked at the domineering Qitian Emperor in front of him, gently moved the bloody sickle in his left hand, put his back behind his back, and pressed his right hand on the void in front of his chest, and the space changed instantly, as if he was in the darkness...

Emperor Qitian watched the darkness suddenly appear, and with a sweep of his eyes, he also explored the mysteries around him, remained unmoved, and said indifferently

"The false space constructed by the magic technique... is interesting, but do you want to besiege the gods with this, stupid..."

With a sound of delusion, Emperor Qitian raised his right hand slightly, and suddenly a dazzling aurora burst out from his hand, just like the rising sun, shining through the darkness, and shaking the surroundings with mighty waves...

"Oh, does the light dispel the darkness..."

The god of death watched the dark space constructed around him gradually disintegrate under his tricks...

The life-threatening move is approaching him in an instant, but there is no confusion in his heart, only one emotion is beating, and that is joy...

"Reaper... blood mark"

A cold word came out of his mouth, under the hood, the drooping eyes opened, and then he waved the bloody sickle in circles in his hand, the bloody knife aura cut the dazzling light, like a red thread isolating here, creating a world ………

Emperor Qitian looked at the Grim Reaper who forcibly blocked his own move, with a joyful expression on his face, as if he was feeling emotional or reminiscing, and said a word to him slowly

"You are the second person I came to this world to take my blows without getting hurt...very good, hahaha..."

The cold laughter, accompanied by the magical atmosphere soaring to the sky, the power of the gods swaying the world, and the limit speed that is difficult to detect with the human eye in the next second, reappeared...

"Oh? So what's the difference between me and the first person?"

Seeing the person in front of him disappear in an instant, the god of death immediately let out a deep drink, turned around suddenly, held a sickle in his left hand, absorbed the power of darkness, and slashed back with the energy of shattering space...

"Clanging"

The blood scythe collided with the air mask for the first time, and there was a sound of swords and swords intersecting, and sparks scattered all over the ground...

"Difference, difference, there is no difference before my eyes!..."

Emperor Qitian said indifferently, raised his right hand slightly, and resisted the blood scythe with a majestic aura. Immediately, his divine sense was destroyed, and the power of heaven and earth was absorbed into his body.

Seeing the amazing power of his moves, the god of death stepped back dozens of steps in an instant to avoid the sweeping extreme moves...

"Boom"

With one move of Shenwei, carrying the power of destroying heaven and earth, it roared across the thousands of miles of wild sand, and then the move scattered to the ground. A deep pit appeared on the side of the god of death, and the hot wind swept in, blowing the hood of the god of death...

"Emperor Qitian, God of the Six Heavens, why did you come into this world?..."

The bloody sickle in the hands of the God of Death couldn't bear its power, it was gradually shattering, and it turned into a fluorescent light and flew into the sky...

"Ah"

The God of Death chuckled, and saw blood spilled from his right hand and wiped it on the blood sickle, and the blood sickle was nourished by his blood, restored to its original state, and even more powerful...

The God of Death immediately held the shadow of the scythe, and it moved for a moment, leaving behind countless afterimages. The blood scythe flew like a bright blood flower, directly smashing the protective air shield of the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor...

Emperor Abandoned Heaven relied on his protective air shield to catch his sickle, and saw his hand slightly raised again. In an instant, a thousand thunders roared, the cloud dragon was startled away, and the Wanjun thunder was drawn by it, and held in his palm... It was like weaving a scene of a thunder prison... …

"What's the use of living in a filthy world, God's Thunder"

The turbulent move brought thousands of thunders, swept out, and the land it struck was filled with scorched black...

The god of death took the opportunity to step into the air, using the force of the rebound, and crossed into the sky, with a cold word

"Has the hypocritical world aroused the wrath of the gods? Death God Forbidden"

Seeking the power of darkness to be drawn by it, it converges to its body, and a phantom of death appears in the world, the hand holding the sickle is slowly raised, and it is slashed down...

"boom…"

The heaven and the earth are only shocked, and under the collision of extreme moves, Yu Wei directly destroys the universe, and the sun and the moon sink and cannot be seen...

When everything calmed down, the phantom of the god of death shattered, and the sickle in the hand of the god of death finally couldn't hold it, and it turned into fluorescent lights all over the sky, and the two gods collided to determine the winner...

The Grim Reaper looked at the empty hands, a little blood slowly dripping from them, and the expression under the hood was inexplicable,
Seeing the spilled blood circling around, it turned into two sickles again, fell into the palm, and with a sudden grip, the momentum rose again,

When the god of death heard that Emperor Qitian was going to destroy the world, his heart couldn't help tightening, and he couldn't help but start to burn the foundation of the Tai Xuezhu.

"...Ha, Death Crossing..."

With a deep shout, two scythes were hovering and dancing in the palms, and the power of darkness in the universe was attracted by them, falling down like a lonely abyss...

Emperor Qitian looked at the astonishing move in front of him, his heart filled with joy, he slowly raised his hand and praised

"Interesting! Ha"

With a deep groan, he raised his left hand slightly, and the palm of the world-destroyer came into being. Immediately, the gust of wind was drawn by its divine power, which intensified the divine power. The right hand was raised, and the thunder came to the world, shaking the sky...

Between heaven and earth, all the elements of wind and thunder can be held in the palm of your hand, and you can achieve the double style of wind and thunder...

Blasts of wind, blows of thunder...

Death stopped the scythes he was waving with both hands, and suddenly staggered. When the two scythes hit, the space was instantly shattered, and his figure galloped out. The two scythes were holding each other, trying to kill the life of God...

Emperor Qitian's face was indifferent, and then the two forms merged into one, the divine power shocked the sky, Baili Yangyun was dissipated by its power, and moved in an instant, pushing with both palms...

The handover between the two sides, the power of the two gods, destroys the world, destroys the world, blasts a hundred miles around, frightens thousands of sand waves, rushes straight into the sky, and the sand seas appear in the sky...

When everything subsides, you can see that the figure has already crossed, and the Emperor Abandoned Heaven is the first to show his current injury. There is a knife mark on his chest, bleeding slowly, and soaking his body. It is the power of the god of death. However, he still lost to the power of the holy devil's embryo......

But the God of Reaper with his back to the sickle was even more seriously injured, vomiting blood, and the yellow sand was stained with blood in an instant, and the double sickle continued to collapse...

"your name"

"The god of the dead country..."

The god of death sensed that the body had been pushed to the limit, and it seemed to be collapsing, and his heart sank...

Immediately, he turned his head and threw out the twin scythes, which exploded and turned into six black balls surrounding Qitiandi, blocking his vision, stepping back into the darkness, disappearing his figure, and leaving this place...

Emperor Abandoned Heaven looked at the god of death who was fleeing far away, slowly drooping, although he was injured, but his heart was extremely happy, the wound on his chest recovered instantly, and he said with a smile

"It's a pity, after all, I borrowed someone else's body, but it's not bad to be able to fight like this..."

Immediately with a swing of his sleeves, he blatantly destroyed the black balls around him, leaving a deep pit hundreds of meters away. His wings spread out and black feathers scattered all over the ground... Leave this place...

The god of death dragged his seriously injured body to the ghost forest swamp, and sat cross-legged to heal his injuries.

After he stabilized his injury, he felt that [-]% of the foundation in his body had been lost, so he really didn't care...

"The human body is still too weak, and the spiritual sense is different, so I can't exert my full strength, but..."

Without a sound, I saw in his body, the spiritual consciousness of Tai Xuezhu was completely suppressed and blocked into the woven darkness
Eternal sinking, leaving only the god of death in the age of the dead country, looking through his memory, said with great interest

"Oh, something interesting..."

Accompanied by the reverberation of the cold and evil wind, the god of death began to erode the memory and body of the Tai Xuezhu with all its strength...

The appearance of the physical body also began to faintly change into the appearance of the god of death... as if the god of the kingdom of death appeared in the world!
True and false, true and false, false and true...

I saw him slowly closing his eyes and resting his mind, running his body to heal his injuries...to restore his foundation...

So far, the trajectory of destiny has changed greatly, and the variables have regenerated...

　Changed it three times...it always feels wrong
　　
　
(End of this chapter)