Invincible God of War

"Why is that?"

The lunatic panicked.

That's right!

At this moment, he was flustered like never before, and his heart was even full of despair.

because.

The Sword of All Evil has always been his strongest means.

It is also his capital in the world.

But now, some are out of his control.

If it were anyone else, if their strongest means were out of control, they would definitely panic.

"Mad man, do you need help?"

Feng Yang asked worriedly.

"need!"

"Bombard that altar for me!"

The madman growled.

Feng Yang, Chu Yue, Wu Ziyu, Wu Qingshan, the six great kings, and the eight great beast kings heard about it, and immediately opened up one after another of supreme profound meanings.

at the same time!

That invisible power surged out, overwhelming the sky and slammed towards the altar.

Boom!

However.

Regardless of the supreme meaning or the invisible power, when it slammed on the altar, there was no storm.

It can only be described as indestructible!

"Why is that?"

"When we were still ghosts, we didn't know we came here once, but this has never happened."

"But now, why did the lunatic come here, and there is such a change?"

"Could it be that…"

Feng Yang's eyes trembled, staring at the Sword of All Evil suspended above the madman's head.

Must have something to do with the Sword of All Evil.

Or, it has something to do with the root of all evil.

The Sword of All Evil...

Root of all evil…

What is the connection between these two and the altar?

"What the **** do you want to do?"

The madman shouted angrily.

"I didn't want to do anything, I just wanted to help you and become the number one person in the three thousand worlds."

"In this way, you can not only protect your companions, but also easily defeat your future strong enemy, isn't that bad?"

The voice was full of temptation.

But lunatics don't believe these nonsense.

How could such a good thing happen in the world?

There must be a price to pay.

"What's the price?"

The madman said solemnly.

"cost?"

The voice smirked and said, "Of course it's your body. From now on, let me dominate this body, take you to an unprecedented peak, and enjoy the glory you've never enjoyed before."

"Flesh!"

The madman's eyes trembled.

Isn't this the looting?

How could he possibly hand over his body to this person?

"Don't even think about it!"

The lunatic looked ferocious, and his eyes flashed with madness.

One grabbed the sword of all evil and rushed towards the altar frantically.

And this time!

The momentum of the Sword of All Evil has reached ninety-nine times.

A hundred times, that's his limit!

So, he was in a hurry!

The altar must be destroyed before the limit is reached.

Clang!

But before the madman could reach the altar, the altar shook violently, and a terrifying blood-colored storm roared out.

boom!

next moment.

The madman flew out, covered in blood.

The sword of all evil in his hand is even more uncontrollable.

"Quickly disperse the sword of all evil!"

Fengyang reminder.

"Yes!"

"I don't need to fight it hard at all, just disperse the sword of all evil."

A word woke the dreamer.

Because of anger and despair, he actually ignored one point.

and.

He can also get out of the island, he doesn't have to compete with this guy.

Immediately.

His mind moved.

But the next moment, he was dumbfounded on the spot.

He actually couldn't close the Sword of All Evil!

"Why exactly?"

The lunatic looked in disbelief, and resolutely began to back away.

at the same time.

Feng Yang and others were also horrified.

As the master of the sword of all evil, the madman could not control the sword of all evil at this moment.

This kind of thing is simply beyond imagination.

…

"Want to leave?"

"pity."

"The moment you set foot on this island, you were already trapped here."

That voice resounded in the madman's mind again.

Whoa!

Accompanied by a wave-like sound, a wave of blood surged from the edge of the island, forming a huge enchantment in an instant, blocking the entire island.

"what?"

The lunatic panicked completely.

Feng Yang and others were also completely frightened.

This island still hides such a terrifying barrier?

wrong!

This enchantment does not exist, but is condensed from the altar.

This is to trap the lunatic here!

"Hurry up and help!"

Wu Qingshan roared.

Crazy people are in danger because of them, and of course they can't just run away.

In fact, they really want to escape.

But in their hearts, they did not agree.

boom!

A group of people didn't care about the evil power and rushed forward, frantically bombarding the blood-colored enchantment.

However.

Although the barrier was shaking, there was no sign of breaking.

"Brother, are you going to kill yourself?"

Feng Yang roared anxiously.

The madman clutches the struggling sword of all evil.

That's right!

Now the sword of all evil is already struggling, and it is almost out of his control.

There was blood in his eyes, and the other hand raised, holding the sword of all evil in both hands, and slashed towards the enchantment angrily.

"Break it for me!"

With a roar, the Sword of All Evil, carrying a world-annihilating edge, slashed towards the blood-colored barrier.

Boom!

The blood-colored barrier immediately cracked open.

Feng Yang and the others outside were suddenly mad with surprise.

The lunatic inside, also full of excitement, hurriedly swept towards the gap.

But!

Before he could reach the gap, the gap closed quickly.

"continue!"

Fengyang roared.

The madman nodded.

But at this moment, the Sword of All Evil trembled violently and broke free from the lunatic's hands.

At this time, the momentum of the Sword of All Evil has broken the limit!

A terrifying evil aura rushed straight into the madman's mind, instantly engulfing his consciousness.

"Jie Jie..."

immediately.

The lunatic laughed.

Blood red eyes.

He had long hair and blood red.

Blood was bubbling all over.

It looked like a **** of death had descended.

When Feng Yang and others looked at the madman at the moment, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Sudden!

A hole appeared in the enchantment.

The madman stared at Feng Yang and the others, Jie smiled and said, "Go to hell!"

Clang!

The Sword of All Evil shook, and a monstrous demonic might erupted, slashing towards Feng Yang and others.

"Damn!"

"Come on!"

The wind and sun roared.

The situation is completely out of control.

If they don't run, they will surely die at the hands of lunatics.

Because the sword of all evil at this time, even if they join forces, they can't stop it.

"go?"

"You are too naive."

The madman laughed.

The sword of all evil, like a shock, smashed into the sky above Feng Yang and the others.

Facing the world-destroying edge of the Sword of All Evil, a group of people was desperate.

"Crazy man, wake up!"

"Qin Feiyang is dead, you can't have any more accidents."

"Otherwise, who will protect the Xuanwu world, who will protect your brothers, friends, and companions!"

Fengyang roared loudly, as loud as a bell.

As soon as these words came out, the madman suddenly shuddered, and the crazy eyes seemed to have recovered a bit of clarity.

"madman…"

Feng Yang was excited.

"You go!"

"leave me alone!"

"Tell Long Chen, Lu Jiajin, Heart Demon, don't come and save me!"

"Also, tell Xiaoxian for me that I may have to live up to her in this life."

"go!"

the madman roared.

The recovered consciousness seems to be swallowed up again.

"how about you?"

Fengyang asked.

"I can't leave."

"I don't want to leave now!"

The madman turned around suddenly, stared at the altar, and said solemnly: "I want to see, in the end, did I kill you, or did you take away my body?"

"madman…"

Feng Yang murmured, his hands tightly clasped together.

It's all because of them that the lunatic has come to this point now.

Otherwise, the lunatics may have returned to the Sky Cloud Realm now.

"I am sorry…"

"If I knew this was the case, I would definitely not let you help, and I would definitely not let you set foot on this island."

Feng Yang looked at the back of the madman, muttered a word of remorse, turned around resolutely, looked at Chu Yue and the others and shouted, "Let's go!"

Chu Yue and the others also shed tears silently, turned around and followed Feng Yang, and left without looking back.

"There is no one else now, and I have also explained the last words. Now, let's have a good fight!"

The madman stared at the altar, sat cross-legged on the ground, and slowly closed his eyes.

…

The southern battlefield, a mountain.

A dead soul, floating in the void.

It has no consciousness, everything depends on instinct.

And the void around it is also filled with wandering souls.

Sudden!

One of the dead souls rushed towards the dead soul.

The moment he rushed up, the dead soul felt a strong sense of crisis, as if it was about to be swallowed up.

And the next moment.

The dead soul instinctively fought back.

After a fight, the undead prevailed, engulfing the undead that attacked it.

For a moment.

Its breath became stronger.

The dead soul seems to be full of confusion about all this.

It doesn't know why, can it engulf other souls?

but!

It can feel it and become stronger.

so.

It began to actively pounce on the other dead souls, and after fierce battles, he engulfed one after another.

…

It's not just this dead soul that is engulfing other dead souls.

Other dead souls are also killing each other and devouring each other.

This is the law of survival in the world of dead souls.

If you can't be swallowed by other dead souls, you have to take the initiative to devour other dead souls.

Day after day.

This dead soul has grown hundreds of times.

It even began to give birth to its own consciousness.

But consciousness is not strong.

But it understands one thing, as long as it keeps surrounding the dead souls, it keeps getting stronger.

A month has passed.

This ghost is stronger.

Because it no longer knows how many of its kind it has swallowed.

Of course.

During this period, he also experienced countless crises and was almost swallowed by other dead souls.

But it survived tenaciously.

Now its strength is comparable to the warriors of the human world.

That is to say.

It can be regarded as a formal practice of stepping into the soul of the dead.

And its consciousness grows day by day.

At this moment, its consciousness is almost comparable to that of a two-year-old baby.

At this time, it was even more dissatisfied.

Devouring other souls like crazy every day.

In the early morning, the blood-colored storm came, and it was also absorbing the evil power crazily to grow.

One day after half a year, its consciousness finally grew to a three-year-old child, and its desire for strength became stronger and stronger.