I’m Just Too Strong

2022-01-16

Chapter 465 Gun Name Killing God
“en? How did this senior come?”

This baleful aura sweeping across the universe is so strong that the masters of the ghost palaces thousands of light years away can instantly perceive it. With a sudden expression, he pressed down the thoughts in his heart, raised his hand to smash the time and space, and stepped across out, it appeared thousands of light-years away.

"Blood slaughter senior, why are you here? Have everything in the real world been dealt with?"

Wei Wei, the master of the ghost mansion, is not only the ultimate practitioner Saint Sect's bell-keeper lineage, and he is from the fourth era, and his seniority is terrifyingly high. Not to mention his great strength, he also came out of the extreme way of Saint Sect, and naturally he should be respected.

As he spoke, the Lord of the Ghost Mansion was even more puzzled. This was not in the plan. After calculating the time, everything went smoothly. At this time, it should only be able to solve the hidden dangers of Monster Race, and the blood slaughter. senior also has tasks that belong to him.

That is to completely solve the witch God World, although this is not as difficult as God World, but because Human Race needs strong people to suppress the situation in all aspects at this time, there are not enough people, so the blood slaughter should be in the witch now. It's only right to fight fiercely within the God World.

And the remaining rags of battle flags that could counteract the will of Heaven and Earth were taken away by the blood slaughter.

"The plan has changed, and the witch God World does not need to be eliminated for the time being."

Xue Tu looked up and down the Lord of the Ghost Palace, as if seeing through his true identity behind the shadows, and slowed down. He spoke slowly, the chill in his tone weakened a little.

"Could it be that there is a mutation in the information editor?"

The Lord of Ghost Mansion frowned slightly, thinking about the only possibility. You know, Human The plans decided by the Race Supreme Council are not easily changed.

Otherwise, everything will be messed up, unless, really, there is a last resort, and it is in the interests of the Human Race group.

"That's right."

Xue Tu slightly nodded, there is no need to explain too much, with the wisdom of the strong one can naturally guess.

The information editor is the Rare Item that Feng Jun, the master of the previous ghost house, obtained from the land of All Heavens and Myriad Realms, and it was also comprehend by him. When he made the plan, Feng Jun informed him. some information about them.

After the editor is used, he does not dare to make absolute guarantees about what will happen. There may be a time limit for the control, and the controlled witch god may die within a certain period of time. It's hard to say.

Therefore, in order to maximize the profit, Feng Jun decided to destroy the witch God World immediately after the completion of the Monster Race expulsion plan. With him as an inner responder, he only needs to pay a small price to break through from the inside. Witch God World, once again eradicate an alien force for Human Race.

But now the plan is aborted, it should be that the editor's effect is unexpected, the witch God World temporarily exists, which is more conducive to Human Race.

In a flash, the master of the ghost mansion figured out all the gates, and then without thinking much, he turned his eyes to the dark silhouettes behind the blood slaughter, and after a slight perception, his expression suddenly changed slightly.

What a strange death!

Neither life nor death, constantly rotating between life and death, the breath is so strong that he, who is extremely sensitive to death breath, can't even see through the existence of these people.

apart from this , there is a condensed aura of time lingering around these people's bodies. Such a strong aura of time is just waking up from a slumber, and it is impossible to have it. It's really weird. .

"Blood slaughter senior, who are they?"

Since he couldn't figure it out, he just said hello, but a little drum in his heart, it seems that Human Race has something beyond his knowledge. The background of the existence of this kind of character, as the master of the ghost mansion of the Human Race power Peak, he has no information at all.

"They are! Hehe, a group of old stubborn and stubborn, they are all former opponents of this seat. They have fought with me for countless years, and they are not reconciled to death, and they will not admit defeat!"

" hahaha! But now it seems that this seat still wins, these guys, almost luck, turned into such an immortal appearance, it is really a pity." Dimension, the eyes are extremely distant, and it seems to have returned to the fourth underworld era, that dazzling era of Peak years.

Shinichi ancient artifact can suppress time and space, freeze the life essence of life, make it sleep in a complete state, span endless years, and come to the future.

But all the use of mighty power comes at a price. This is an eternal truth, even if it is an ancient artifact.

Each ancient artifact can suppress the creature has an upper limit, which is the preciousness of the quota, and for creatures of different cultivation realm, if you want to sleep, you need to occupy the power of the ancient artifact. The ratios are not the same.

The creatures under the power are almost the same, and the ancient artifact can easily afford it.

When the cultivation base breakthrough is powerful, the burden of ancient artifact will show a thousand or ten thousand times skyrocketing!

As for the ten-level cultivator, the price to pay is even more terrifying matchless, so the sleepers are not selected randomly, this is a very complicated procedure, every time the quota is issued, the Human Race will be opened Supreme Council, after careful discussion, because there are so many factors to consider.

Who is eligible to sleep? And who should stay in the world to fight against aliens? Is it Shen Mian's potential low-level cultivator, or is it an old ten-level powerhouse? Very complex, but everything must be in the best interests of Human Race.

Human Race seems to have a lot of ancient artifacts, but a large part must be on standby at any time to deal with the alien Monster Race, so it cannot be used as a sleeping tool. For example, the ancient artifact of the Chaos Orb, it stands to reason that with the time-space characteristics of the Chaos Orb, it is the most suitable vessel for the sleeper.

33 layer days, Eighteen Hells, Absolute Dao Bell, Hunyuan Heaven and Earth Cauldron...

As an ancient artifact for sleepers, can be counted on one's fingers, Human The Race group is too large, and this title is naturally extremely precious. The burden of sleeping in a ten-level state can sleep a million great masters, or hundreds of millions of low-level cultivators.

Although the Old Ancestor is precious, among these millions of innate talents, might they be able to give birth to ten realms?
This is a very difficult problem to decide. Therefore, these old rivals of Xuetu unfortunately did not get a place.

But he is not willing to die, so he will step into the legendary burial ground without hesitation, and bury himself in order to save the future generations and live a splendid life.

This is a choice that others can't blame. Survival is the instinct of every intelligent life. These people did nothing wrong, and Xuetu also thinks so, so he will dig them out in person.

It's a pity, maybe hundreds of billions of years are too long, these people didn't get through it and turned into this ghost.

"Did you hear that?"

Xuetu closed his eyes, listened intently, and murmured slowly:

"These stubborn guys are They are dead and roaring, to fight! To kill! This fighting intent is so clear that it will not go away even after endless years!"

"So, I brought them here! "

"Come and enjoy the taste of killing!"

The blood slaughter alliance opened his eyes, and the scarlet rays of light flashed past, looking into the unknown depths of time and space.

bang!
Time and space cracked, and a huge silhouette fell out, annihilating everything along the way, tearing open a huge crimson boundary, and smashing a galaxy before it could stop the silhouette.

"Gods of Sovereign!"

The Lord of the Ghost Mansion instantly woke up from the description of the blood slaughter, stared at it and saw the appearance of the giant.

“cough cough!”

The gods Sovereign stood up slowly, coughing up a mouthful of blood, blood beads of terrifying quality pierced through the void, and annihilated a few more. Round big day. Its chest was penetrated by a huge hole, and a transparent divine fire frantically scorched the wound, and even drilled into the body.

Several people looked up and saw a silhouette condensed from endless rays of light in the depths of the chaotic cave of time and space. The right hand held the Book of Creation, and the left hand clenched the war together. Goddess The gun of Longinus of all the divine force.

This is the Supreme God of God World without a doubt.

The gods Sovereign fought against it, and they were able to remain undefeated under the will of Heaven and Earth before, but with the addition of the Spear of Longinus, it was like one against two in an instant. It is normal to be at a disadvantage.

"This guy is Supreme God?"

"You guys step back, he'll leave it to this seat to solve it!"

Between the blood slaughter's words, step by step Stepping out, scarlet flames burned all over his body, turned over the palm, a blood-red long spear was tightly held in his hand, the end of the gun handle was engraved with the two characters "killing the gods", and the incomparably heavy meaning of killing emerged. After the blood slaughtered, it condensed into a boundless sea of blood.

"This, this ancient artifact is..."

The Lord of the Ghost Mansion stared, remembering a secret he had seen in Saint Sect.

It is said that in the pole lineage, in addition to the Absolute Dao Bell, there is also an ultimate weapon, which is so pure that it can't even be used as a sleeping vessel, it is called--divine spear!

This gun is extremely terrifying, and very few can use it. This blood slaughter is one of them.

The ten-level powerhouse may be born, but the only ten-level powerhouse who can use the Divine Spear is Xuetu.

ka-cha!

The time and space are broken, and one after another silhouette with a terrifying breath steps out, or breaks the time and space and falls during the battle.

There are the gods, and there are the Human Race Old Ancestors of the real world.

The powerhouses of the two sides gather together, and a tragic battle is inevitable.

"Hahaha! Come on! Kill it with pleasure!"

The blood slaughter held a dividing spear, standing on the sea of blood, in a terrifying imposing manner, even Supreme God Can't compare to it.

It seems to be the center of the world.

Xue Tu squinted slightly, looked towards the silhouettes with strange aura, and said slowly and indifferently:
"Old rivals, go to Demon Realm, those Stinking Insects will be handed over to you!"

wu wu ——

A few silhouettes were instantly disappeared as the overcast wind blew past.

In place of the void, only a few grains of dark soil remain.

(end of this chapter)