Crash!

The dark sword is falling!

In the incredible gaze of the Descending King, Ren Yao's figure resurfaced in the void, and the sword in his hand pierced towards his head with an incomparably fierce killing intent!

Yes!

The terrible screams came again!

In the midst of everyone's horrified eyes, the head of the head descending king was directly pierced by Ren Yao's sword!

Scarlet blood splattered with pale brains!

A generation of Taiguo overlords, the only disciple of the God of Descending God, died here!!

"Damn it!"

Seeing this scene, the head descending god was even more stunned, for those other South Asian magic masters, he just regretted the death, but the head descending king was his only disciple.

Seeing him die at the hands of Ren Xiaoyao, how could he not let him fall into madness?

"In that case!"

"Then I'll kill these ants!!"

The corners of the mouth of the head god showed a sense of madness, at this time he was desperate, since Ren Xiaoyao did not fight with himself, but killed those South Asian magic masters, then he also wanted to kill Ji Yinfan and others!

A ray of blood pierced hundreds of meters!

Slash towards the villa below, and instantly turn this luxurious villa into ruins!

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the god's mouth, and he wanted Ren Xiaoyao to see with his own eyes the death of his loved ones!!

However.

It was at this time.

His eyes suddenly drifted.

Swish!

A golden ray flashed!

Ji Yinfan and the others also disappeared out of thin air!

And his own blood directly tore the earth apart, but he didn't leave anyone!

At this time.

Three kilometers away.

Ren Xixuan and the others, who had survived the catastrophe, did not hesitate at all, and once again used Ren Xiaoyao's teleportation charm to teleport into the distance.

They know it in their hearts.

Staying by Ren Xiaoyao's side is simply a burden, and it is the most rational way to run for your life at this time.

As for Ren Yao.

They don't worry at all!

He has that mysterious and unpredictable spatial supernatural power, even if he can't beat it, he can definitely escape!

Swish!

The golden mangs swept over.

The figure of the crowd disappeared again!

And at this time.

The head descending god was suspended in the sky, looking at the scene in front of him incredibly, his face was full of consternation, he used his spiritual power to search within a radius of one thousand meters, but he didn't even find Ren Xixuan and the others!

Whoa!

It wasn't until the blood of those South Asian magic masters splashed on his face again that the head lowering god came back to his senses, but at this time, there were only two South Asian magic masters in the late stage of foundation building left!

The rest of the people.

All of them have become corpses one after another!

"Ren Yao, you deserve to die!!"

A terrible roar came from the mouth of the descending god, who would have thought that the South Asian magic world would suffer such a huge loss?

And he.

It's just that he destroyed some unimportant miscellaneous fish in the Yunzhou magic world, and for the real bitter director Yaoyao, he didn't even cause any harm to him, and even the people around him couldn't be erased!

What a humiliation this is?!

At this time.

He no longer has the heart to negotiate with Ren Yao!

Kill, kill, kill!

It was the only thought on his mind!

The bones of his body were crackling, and the power of heaven and earth around him was frantically converging towards his body, instantly filling his thin body.

The skin is as bright as white jade, and even the surroundings still reveal a whole glow!

This moment.

He has gone from being a middle-aged man who has reached the extreme to the extreme, and it seems that he has become a great man like a god of war who is high up and absolutely invincible!

And that's not all.

His body changed again!

The emaciated body was instantly full, and the strong muscles were as strong as a swimming dragon, glowing with bronze light, and in the boiling blood, the momentum of the head god soared, and the meaning of creation was surging wildly.

The spiritual power turned into an entity and shrouded the side of the descending god, like rippling ripples on the surface of the water, giving him a temperament that is independent of the world and floating out of the dust!

"Half a step!"

"It's only half a step away from me being able to enter the Divine Realm!"

"But even so, now I am equivalent to a quasi-god realm, enough to push everything in this world!"

There was a smile on the face of the god who lowered his head, and the momentum that soared into the sky, as if he was angry, swept through everything, whether it was people or things, all under this thought, he felt deep fear.

"This is the quasi-god realm, it is already so terrifying, what should the real god realm be?!"

Seeing this scene, the two remaining magic masters in South Asia directly cried out, with a frightened and yearning look on their thin faces.

Dangdangdang......

The vast earth, the endless mountains, were shaken by this invisible momentum, and they all made a sound of collapse! Even endlessly began to spread, one mile or two, everything was shattered! This scene was like the destruction of the world.

It's the opposite of that.

At this time, Ren Yao is as small as a drop in heaven and earth!

In this boundless energy, it is always wavering.

It's just that.

He was shrouded in a strange black glow, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"If I swallow you!"

"I should be a little stronger again, right?"

This is the strongest person he has ever encountered on this star since he was reborn!

Quasi-God Realm!

Far beyond the realm of the later stage of foundation building!

"I grant you death!!"

The god who lowered his head smiled coldly, stepped on the void, and jumped up directly and rushed to Ren Xiaoyao!

The seal floated on his hand, drawing a cross shape, and suddenly two vertical and horizontal lights floated in the void. It's like the rattan frame that nailed Jesus in Western mythology, and it came towards Ren Yao's suppression!

One step is a huge point, and ten steps is to become the edge of the sky, completely dividing the void into four pieces, and slaughtering towards Ren Yao!

"It's a pity that the quasi-god realm is still weak and pitiful to me!"

Ren Xiaoyao grinned, looked at the edge of the cross, and didn't even move his steps at all, he also carried his hands behind his back, his eyes were shining, and his posture was like being above the blue sky, and he burst into tears.

"Extinguish!"

Pause.

The black mangs are like knives, and they are sharp!

Endless blades collide with white crosses to make an earth-shattering sound!

It's up and down!

The air is bursting!

There was a roaring cracking sound!

But with the slaughter of the cold wind, Ren Yao's long hair like ink shook off his shoulders, his white clothes floated and sank, and his divine consciousness emerged from his mind, shattering the void, and instilling into the black blade, which was also turned into a cross, facing the white cross edge.

Dangdangdang......

The voice.

It's like the horn of a beautiful battle is blowing slowly.

In the sound of this horn, bluestone, gravel, sawdust, broken grass, air, blood, burst out at the same time, pulled by two crosses, turned into a monstrous tornado, swirling and colliding, no matter up or down, but on the ruins of this villa, a dust tornado was formed.

The earth is shaking, and the void is wailing.

The only two remaining South Asian magic masters, just by being collided by this power, they vomited blood in pain!

Just the slightest impact of this great battle also made the two masters of the late stage of foundation building feel that their souls were trembling! The late stage of foundation building and the divine realm seem to be not far away, but in fact there is a distance like a moat!

And at this time.

The wind and sand are gone!

The figures of Ren Yao and the god of lowering his head were gradually revealed.

"Who wins!"

The two South Asian magic masters had horror in their eyes, they knew that when a master made a move, the victory or defeat was often only a matter of one move! And with such a might in front of them, it was obvious that both of them were preparing to crush each other with the most powerful blow!

Burst!

Scarlet blood spurted from the mouth of the god of descending!

His face was as pale as a blank sheet of paper!

"How is this possible!"

The two magic masters looked horrified!

Look at Ren Xiaoyao again!

And at this time.

The young man stood on the void with his hands in his hands, his black hair was like a waterfall, and his eyes were like the sun, moon and stars, even if he was bathed in the black water, he could still feel the aura on his body that was enough to surpass the nine heavens!

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