Return of the War God

In the entire deep pit on the ground, a chaotic light also burst out instantly, and the earth trembled!

Ye Wuque stood in the void, watching all this happen, his eyes were like lightning.

Under the power of the False God, he could clearly perceive that the entire two holy lands were filled with the ubiquitous ancient mysterious majesty at this time!

Is it the power coming from the deepest part of the Holy Land?

Inside the Yuanyang Ring, the square gold box has been moving slightly, always pointing to a certain direction of the Holy Land!

After counting interest.

The radiance of Ziqing all over the sky began to fade gradually, and the figure of the Ziqing Holy Master reappeared!

She seemed to have undergone an inexplicable change, a strange radiance shone from top to bottom of her body, as if wrapping her up, like a drop of soy sauce poured into water, which seemed a bit out of place.

And in the hands of Holy Master Ziqing, there was actually a weapon.

It was a long sword with a length of six feet, but the blade was somewhat dim, with only part of it shining.

At first glance, it is filled with a more intense gray and rustic atmosphere, as if it has been buried deep in the ground for too long, and it is even contaminated with mud and dust.

But from this strange long sword, there is a vague sense of sharpness!

It can be judged at a glance that this strange long sword is on top of the black sledgehammer and the triangular ancient shield of the two great elders of the Holy Land!

at the same time.

In the deep pit below, the figure of the Holy Lord Taixuan also slowly emerged.

Like Holy Lord Ziqing, he also changed, and he seemed to be out of tune with the surrounding void. His whole body shone with strange brilliance, like chaos, but he was holding a dilapidated iron ax in his hand!

The iron ax was black, covered with dust, and there were many gaps on it, it seemed like an ax used by ordinary farmers for chopping firewood, extremely inconspicuous.

But just like the strange long sword, the aura emanating from this pitch-black iron ax not only has the same gray and rustic atmosphere, but also faintly contains a hint of fierceness and domineering!

But what really made Ye Wuque look twice more was the strange brilliance around the two holy masters.

Ancient, majestic, and obscure!

It even continued with a sense of great vastness, as if it had blessed the two holy places on its body!

Ye Wuque... laughed!

There is a kind of excitement.

Because he finally felt a hint of danger from the Ziqing and Taixuan Holy Masters at this time!

However, Ye Wuque's smile fell into the eyes of the two holy masters, but it was regarded as a kind of mockery.

The eyes of the Taixuan Holy Lord reflected cold malice!

However, the Lord Ziqing seemed to have regained a certain kind of strong self-confidence and faith, holding the strange long sword in front of him and said lightly: "I know, the broken halberd in your hand is not simple!"

"However, in front of the sword of chaos in my hand, do you believe it is flimsy?"

The Holy Master Taixuan also sneered, and raised the pitch-black iron ax in his hand, and the surrounding space was trembling!

"If you can force us to melt with the power of the entire Holy Land, consume the power accumulated over the years, and use the inherited ancient weapons, you will die with honor!"

Seeing this, Ye Wuque frowned slightly, and said with a half-smile: "So, you are very confident in these two pieces of scrap metal in your hands?"

"My Sword of Chaos will cut you into nothingness with your halberd!" Holy Master Ziqing said indifferently, the Sword of Chaos in his hand shone in the void, as if it was sharp and could cut everything!

Similarly, the Taixuan Holy Lord has come with an axe!

Obviously, the two had endless confidence in the two ancient weapons in their hands, and were full of contempt for Ye Wuque's broken halberd.

This appearance, this posture immediately gave Ye Wuque the urge to slap them in the face!

I can't bear it anymore!

Step out!

Hair danced wildly, Ye Wuque pulled his right hand in the air, and the broken golden halberd immediately appeared in his hand, with the ancient dragon's chant shaking, he directly faced the Lord Ziqing!

"act recklessly!"

Seeing this, Holy Master Ziqing snorted coldly, the power of the Holy Land exploded all over his body, and the Chaos Sword in his hand suddenly shone with brilliance, as if it could illuminate the sky and the earth!

Sweeping with sharp intent, he slashed towards Ye Wuque fiercely!

With the dancing of the sword's edge, the entire void seemed to be cut open, and the space cracks followed like a shadow, full of terrifying visual impact!

Not to mention flesh and blood creatures, even a huge realm will be divided into two by this sword!

However, there was a weird and excited smile on Ye Wuque's face. He directly raised the big dragon halberd, and chopped Huashan out with one force!

The cold glow shone, tearing apart the void.

Under the ferocious and ferocious gaze of the Taixuan Holy Master, the Great Dragon Halberd and the Chaos Sword were truly hand-to-hand combat, slashing fiercely together!

The Holy Lord Taixuan couldn't help but let out a sneer: "Idiot! Ancient weapons are just like the strong ones, one mountain is still higher! From the moment we took out the inherited ancient weapons, you are doomed to be doomed... Puchi!"

Tear!

The sinister smile on the face of Taixuan Shengzhu froze instantly!

Pupils shrink violently!

The whole person is struck by lightning!

What did he see? ?

Chaotic Sword...

It crashed!

It broke in two!

It was easily chopped into two pieces by the broken golden halberd in Ye Wuque's hand!

The golden halberd continued unabated, and under the horrified and even frightened eyes of the Ziqing Holy Master, who was defenseless and didn't even have time to react, he cut her in two!

Blood sprang up immediately!

Dye the void red!

The supreme sharpness cuts everything!

The body of Holy Lord Ziqing was cut into two pieces, as if it had been cut into a meat grinder, it was cut into countless small pieces in an instant, and the void collapsed!

Before he could even yell or shout, the false **** body of Holy Master Ziqing was dismembered and destroyed on the spot!

"This, this...impossible!!"

The Holy Master Taixuan uttered a trembling roar like a cuckoo crying blood!

This is a treasure dug out after paying a huge price in that "ghost place"!

how come…

A moment ago!

He and Ziqing Shengzhu were still teasing Ye Wuque with confidence, thinking that their side was sure to win.

But now, the Sword of Chaos that he was so proud of had become two pieces of scrap iron, the pseudo-divine body of the Ziqing Holy Lord...

It's even gone.

This had a great impact on the Supreme Profound Sage Lord!

Turn around!

Ye Wuque stared at the remaining Taixuan Sacred Lord like a dragon coiling a tiger, and raised the dragon halberd in his hand again, and the dragon chant cracked and swept over!

The Holy Lord Taixuan was awakened suddenly, seeing the sweeping supreme sharpness, his scalp felt numb and his whole body felt cold!

"you…"

Because he was distracted, Ye Wuque seized the opportunity. At this time, he could only subconsciously raise the pitch-black iron ax in his hand to resist!

Puchi!

The eyes of the Taixuan Holy Lord froze!

The world seemed to suddenly split up and down before his eyes!

The fate of the pitch-black iron ax was exactly the same as that of the Chaos Sword, it was cut off directly!

And the end of the Holy Lord Taixuan is exactly the same as that of the Holy Lord Ziqing...

Dismember the body in situ!

All over the sky, blood suddenly surged up, and the blood mist exploded!

Ye Wuque stood in the void, and the blood mist from the explosion of the two pseudo-divine bodies seemed to stain everything red.

Looking at the pitch-black iron ax that fell to the ground weakly and broke in two, Ye Wuque seemed to rub his eyebrows in annoyance!

"I really can't hold back..."

"In this case, if you don't take out the big dragon halberd and chop them, I'm so sorry for their gesture!"

"The result... oh."

Even people and weapons are gone!

The other party had finally opened up, using some so-called truly great power, but they didn't even have a chance to show it off.

Glancing at the big dragon halberd in his hand, Ye Wuque felt a trace of happiness trouble.

That's why he never used the Great Dragon Halberd lightly.

What a bully!

"Well, remember to pay attention next time..."

After Ye Wuque summed it up, his face became calm again, and he looked into the depths of the two holy places.

Two Holy Lands!

Except for the Holy Son of Taixuan, the other six elders of false gods and the two great masters died only as bodies of false gods!

Their virtual godheads are still there, that is to say, they haven't died yet, and they might even make a comeback.

This made Ye Wuque finally experience the nausea of ​​the upper false **** for the first time.

"The virtual godhead of the Ziqing saintess also seems to have seized the opportunity to escape..."

but.

Although disgusting, for Ye Wuque at this time, he can finally focus on the guidance of the Sifang Gold Box!

That is the place where Zhan Kuang Song wanted him to go.