Godslayer in the Universe

　　After Di Shitian was injured, the battle of the Dharma protectors for twelve days was even more difficult.

　　"Di Shitian, are you alright?!"

　　The god who ruled the sun, after seeing Di Shitian fly upside down, Surya turned into a halo to restrain his momentum.

　　"Alright... alright."

　　Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Di Shitian looked at the scattered armor and ripped apart the remaining metal.

　　"Sure enough, I still underestimate him a little bit."

　　In the original Zoroastrianism, among the seven evil gods in the evil camp, Indra was the most powerful god among them, and Aziz Dakaha was just a minor god.

　　The preconceived sense of superiority made him careless for a while, and he was almost seriously injured by the three-headed dragon.

　　"Not only that, that three-headed dragon is an enemy that the gods absolutely cannot defeat."

　　Surrey said.

　　"The fate of entering the final trial is destined to not be a creature that God and Buddha can do."

　　"If that's the case, that's all that's left."

　　The vajra reappeared in Di Shitian's hand.

　　"Is it descended from heaven as a man?"

　　Surrey narrowed his eyes.

　　Incarnation is not a special secret, but it is also a grace that only a few gods can learn.

　　God is God, man is man.

　　As the name implies, it is a secret technique that weakens the spiritual personality of the gods, and eventually loses the spiritual personality and is reduced to human beings.

　　This kind of secret method has no benefits other than the ability to have the spirituality of a human being.

　　Strength will decline, movements will become slow, and fists will become weak.

　　But it is the best way to deal with the "final trial" that can only be overcome and defeated.

　　"You guys continue to contain its actions, and the fatal blow is under my control."

　　Di Shitian's order reached the ears of the Twelve Heavenly Protectors.

　　Along with walking, the brilliance of Lingge quickly extinguished.

　　The sky is no longer resounding with golden thunder, and Di Shitian has changed from a god king to a human hero.

　　He rode on the giant elephant and raised his arms and shouted.

　　The celestial army followed behind the god king, rushing towards the three-headed dragon that shook the sky like a tide.

　　"The hero of mankind! If you want to prove your justice, try to turn into a sharp sword that penetrates my moon's chest!"

　　The three-headed dragon shouted.

　　He tore open his own body, and countless blood scattered to become a god-level clone.

　　Everything on the ground was drained of power and became the nourishment for the breeding of the dragon.

　　At the same time, in another place, Ling Yun was still watching the war that could change the little garden in the future.

　　"As a human being, it seems that Di Shitian is really fighting, but the gods are really weak. In order to deal with a semi-finished product, even the godhead has to be abandoned."

　　"Sure enough, it is more comfortable to be a demon king, especially women, who can give and ask whatever they want."

　　Ling Yun smiled happily.

　　Uesugi Kenshin twitched the corners of her mouth, but her patience was about to be worn out, even if, as Ling Yun said, her strength could not play a decisive role.

　　At this time, Yawei reminded in his heart.

　　"There are people around us spying on us."

　　"Is anyone hiding nearby?"

　　Ling Yun was slightly surprised.

　　The upper-level gods and Buddhas know his identity, and they will exhaust their courage to watch from a distance, let alone get close.

　　But since it is Yawei's prompt, it means that there is no mistake.

　　He closed his eyes, carefully sensed the surrounding environment, and found that the realm was modified at an unknown time. Coupled with the interference of the three-headed dragon and Tianbu's breath, Ling Yun did not notice this subtle change.

　　"Although I'm not good at perceiving breath, I must have a good identity to be able to operate at the upper level. The gods and Buddhas can basically be ignored, so it should be other beings who are watching us... I probably know who it is."

　　Ling Yun just thought for a moment and guessed who was hiding himself.

　　The young man stretched out his hand in a certain direction, and immediately, the light fell.

　　The white clouds turned into burning clouds, and the twisted vortex was like a black hole in the universe. Heavy oppressive force fell from the sky, as if the sky and the earth were closing.

　　Even a four-digit deity can only struggle in it, Uesugi Kenshin silently watched the burning flames, the wanton youth, like a demon king who showed the world what to do.

　　And in this compressed space, a phantom was as blurry as an old TV, as if surprised that he was discovered.

　　A man appeared in the field of vision of Ling Yun and Uesugi Kenshin.

　　"..."

　　Ling Yun's eyes narrowed in surprise.

　　The men he ignored had indescribable appearances.

　　She was wearing clothes that couldn't tell where it came from, what it was, and what it was for.

　　Whether it is the source, identity, or purpose can not be judged by appearance, not only that, even his own breath is still indistinguishable.

　　It's not some kind of favor, but his essence is already thin.

　　"Respected Your Excellency, it is a pleasure to see that you are still wise."

　　The strange man bowed to Ling Yun, offering the purest respect.

　　"?"

　　Uesugi Kenshin looked at Ling Yun strangely, as if asking if he was your old friend.

　　"The raptor, poet, of the fantasy magic book group, is it you who released Aziz Dakaha?"

　　Ling Yun asked.

　　The fantasy magic book group used to be the community of Little Garden, but later collapsed due to unknown reasons, and the leader of the Xinglejia also lost his spirituality when it collapsed.

　　Even more special than ghost ghosts.

　　The musicians who can survive without all the spiritual qualities have a unique share in this small garden.

　　"Yes, Your Excellency, as you can see, I sing praises of absolute evil, tamper with human history, speed up the process of human history, and let the wonderful final trial grow on the evil god, I don't know if Your Excellency is happy. Are you happy about the collapse of Hakoniwa?"

　　The poet of fantasy, like a madman, spreads his hands and sings of the world in ruins.

　　Hiss!

　　The invisible magic force crushed the poet's head, which surprised Kenshin Uesugi.

　　"A coward whose body isn't here?"

　　Ling Yun sighed expressionlessly.

　　The body of the poet whose head was crushed was like a shadow with unstable signals, and the head and the body were connected together as if nothing had happened.

　　The Xinglejia smiled: "It's useless, Your Excellency, this trick of deceiving children can't kill me now. If it is the trial ability that Your Excellency has, there may be a chance... Do you want to try it?"

　　Uesugi Kenshin's eyes narrowed.

　　"When I find your body, I'll let you give it a try."

　　Ling Yun spoke without emotion.

　　"Go away, I'm not interested in you now."

Chapter 0171 Wall Dong!

　　"It's really ruthless. How could idols treat enthusiastic supporters like this? When you slaughtered those gods and Buddhas, I was full of joy and cheered you on from the back."

　　The fantasy poet grinned, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, making Uesugi Kenshin feel chills behind him.

　　"If it is Your Excellency, you can definitely slaughter those gods and Buddhas who are content with the status quo."

　　Excited twisted body, fantasy poet's tone excited.

　　But the next second the voice changed.

　　"However, you are not very suitable for dealing with the locked world. You can obviously join forces and let this little garden fall into a sea of ​​fire, but you brutally killed it, which has reduced my impression of your Excellency a lot."

　　Ling Yun ignored him, it was pointless to fight with a shadow.

　　When the poet saw that the young man was no longer speaking, he also prepared to leave.

　　"The mortal king will eventually grow into the ultimate trial of mankind. As the enemy of the world, it will turn this small garden into scorched earth, and the gods and Buddhas will fall at its feet. Your Excellency only needs to remember this. ."

　　As soon as the words fell, the poet was ready to leave.

　　Although he couldn't extricate himself from the joy of seeing his idol, if Ling Yun caught the little tail, even he might die.

　　He needs to stay alive until he sees Hakoniwa turned into hell.

　　"Wait a moment!"

　　Before the poet left, the heroic Uesugi Kenshin stood in front of him.

　　"You just said that Aziz Dakaha was released by you?"

　　"That's right, Miss Tianbu."

　　The poet's attitude towards others is noticeably more frivolous.

　　Uesugi Kenshin's brows furrowed even deeper, and the shiny spear tip pressed against the poet's forehead: "Why do you do this?"

　　"Why? Why else? If it is the demon king who cannot share the sky, he will slaughter everyone like a storm!"

　　The poet looked at the three-headed dragon raging in the distance, trembling with excitement.