"The Western world has been traveling all over the major Jedi for many months, running to tell each other. And promised countless conditions that even we have to be tempted by, if you go with it, you will live, and if you go against it, you will die. If we refuse, I am afraid that with a wave of the West's arms, a million armies will step on it, and the gods will die. ”

The four-winged ghost king is not as evil and ugly as his name suggests. He has a feminine and handsome appearance, nearly one meter eight tall, skin better than snow, gentle and elegant. It seems that since birth, it has inherited countless ancient elegance and nobility.

With one hand behind his back, his blood pupils looked around, and said lightly:

"The gods of the West, that's all there is, maybe they have beheaded you?"

Jiang Yu was silent, and with a wave of his sleeves, the cloud-like qi condensed into a thousand-meter-long tornado of vitality in front of him. To put it mildly, manipulating the power of heaven and earth, the ghost king with this hand was full of solemnity.

He continued: "In this era, the earth immortals have passed away, and a great country should be established. The earth immortal is not a fool, he should know the times as a handsome man and adapt to the changes of the times. To accept Western sanctions, imprisoned for decades, is not an insult. ”

The river fish is too lazy to talk nonsense.

In the double pupils, the golden flame beats, flicking the time, and the pupils are filled in an instant. It is as if there are two rounds of the sun hidden in both eyes, and as far as the eye can see, the sky is burning and boiling the sea.

The core of the bloodline curse is to release the golden flame of the burning sky, forge the bloodline, and then track it with secret methods to punish several generations. The Four-winged Ghost King never dreamed that the power of the bloodline that he relied on to suppress countless strong people did not even have one percent of the power in front of Jiang Yu.

Under the terrifying gaze of the Western gods, two pillars of flames erupted from the eyes of the river fish, and the monstrous sea of blood was like gasoline, burning when touched. It was as if a little spark had ignited the grassland, and the sea of blood that covered the sky instantly ignited and spread into a field of fire.

The four-winged ghost king's face turned blue.

This is a talent realm that he has spent more than 300 years refining with the blood of tens of thousands of lives. The corrosive strength of the power of the bloodline is a hundred times stronger than that of sulfuric acid, and it is the slightest touch of an earth immortal, and even the cultivation will melt.

The power of the golden flame, burning the mountains and boiling the sea.

The scene was like an annihilation.

The four-winged ghost king's face changed greatly, and he was no longer calm on his body, and he tried his best to cultivate all his life, wanting to collect the surging sea of blood into his body. only to find that the pillar of fire in Jiang Yu's eyes almost ignited his spiritual thoughts.

"You dare to ruin my hard work?"

The Ghost King let out a miserable howl from his mouth, his face full of pain, and the power of the bloodline was connected with his divine soul, and all of them were damaged. If this sea of blood was burned to nothingness by the river fish, his cultivation would be half reversed, and it would be difficult to recover for the rest of his life.

Limited to a lifespan of 400 years, the Ghost King has lived for more than 300 years so far, and his life is about to come to an end. He didn't have time to concoct it and refine it again.

Even, he felt that he had a great chance of falling in this battle of the gods today. The earth immortal powerhouse, how keen the sixth divine sense is, in the power of heaven and earth, can often receive all kinds of crisis information transmitted by heaven and earth.

"Damn it!"

The Ghost King screamed in his mouth, in this battle for Heaven and Earth Lingyuan, he actually couldn't snatch Jiang Jiuhuang. Even the spirit element that he incorporated into his body was torn out by a violent force.

Although he constantly overestimated the strength of the river fish, it was only at the moment of the start that the ghost king found that the strength of the river fish was beyond everyone's imagination. The wind is light and the clouds are calm, breaking his killing game, like an idle game.

The ghost king poked out his palm, and a storm appeared in the void, and countless spirit elements condensed into a blood-red cloud in his palm, dazzling. There was a lot of blood light around him, and a steady stream of them gathered behind him, and for a moment, it seemed as if the heavens and the earth were dyed with a trace of scarlet.

The river fish also threw a bland punch.

"Bang!"

The moment the two gods collided, the gas exploded, and the fists were like waves on the sea, swinging layer by layer. The little red light condensed from the four-winged ghost king's hand dissipated on the spot and turned into nothingness.

After the fist shook away the blood red, it was still unstoppable, accompanied by a violent wave of qi, which was reflected on the four-winged ghost king. The blood in his mouth was thrown into the air, and he flew backwards for a thousand meters. A black cloak, almost shattered by the shock, revealing patches of snow-pale and bloodless skin.

"How is that possible?"

The Four-Winged Ghost King looked down at the fist mark on his chest, and gasped in his mouth. The flesh of the dark clan is known as immortal, even if it falls for hundreds of years, the flesh can be lifelike and incorruptible.

When the Holy See used the holy weapon, it was only a hole in him. It can be said that the body of the four-winged ghost king is directed at the land immortals.

But today, Jiang Yu just threw a punch indifferently, as if the sacred mountain was reversed in the air and pressed down. The true yuan in the body was shocked and boiled by this punch, and it took a few minutes to suppress it.

Overhead, the sea of fire seemed to ignite the gas layer, and the clouds and mist at a height of thousands of meters were constantly evaporating under the intense heat. Hundreds of miles of clear sky, cloudless. Many Western gods were terrified, and they kept shifting the battlefield and withdrawing beyond the sea of blood.

The ghost king roared again and again, and he regretted choosing Jiangyu as his opponent in his heart. In his previous research on river fish, he did not find that river fish still have such magical powers, which can be burned on the ground, which is simply not something that can be created in the world.

This kind of supernatural magic is almost like immortal science.

More than 300 years of hard work was broken by him like this.

The ghost king's eyes were blood-red, like two pools of blood, and the ancient lines of the debut demon appeared all over his body. It seems to have been blessed by something, and a grand aura of death envelops thousands of meters.

"Jiang Jiuhuang, even if you wipe out the water of the three rivers and five lakes, it will be difficult to wash away the hatred that you have ruined my heart. "The ghost king's body is bulging, as if an evil thing has been born, and the skin of his whole body is cracked like a spider's web. A bloody bone burst out of its body, and it shimmered with bloody light, as if a demon had manifested.

The other Western gods looked at this side with fear.

During the Middle Ages, the Four-winged Ghost King was famous, and the total number of creatures he slaughtered with his own hands was even comparable to the total casualties of a war. As a member of the Dark Castle, it has been full of antiquity and mystery since ancient times.

Every fifty years, hundreds of thousands of creatures are drained of blood. At that time, the British Empire, which was almost ruled by the Dark Castle and colonized all over the world, was helpless to take the Dark Castle.

In the end, it was the people of the Dark Castle who killed several members of the royal family, provoked the birth of the Holy See, and dispatched two holy envoys to carry the Holy See's holy weapons, which suppressed the Dark Castle.

So far, it has been a hundred years, and no one has seen the Dark Castle.

The Four-winged Ghost King, in Western legends, represents mysterious and powerful.

And today, it was destroyed by Jiang Jiuhuang, and forced the hole cards to be exhausted.

And the river fish is calm and relaxed, the divine power of the sun and the moon in the same sky, the immortal divine fist that surpasses the world, the five-colored divine thunder that destroys the city with one blow, and even the five gods of the sky and the earth do not come out.

"If he can't suppress Jiang Jiuhuang even this time, he will really be invincible in the world in the future. ”

A Western Earth Immortal pondered in horror.

In a blink of an eye.

A white bone glittering with Sensen's blood light broke out from the four-winged ghost king's body, holding a bone knife, shocking the ten directions. As soon as he came out, a strong breath of death filled the noses of countless people.

The river fish snorted suddenly.

The finger flick returned to the ruins, the sword slashed away, and at a speed close to twice the sound barrier, the river fish quickly penetrated into the void and merged with heaven and earth. Pi Mang slashed, and the sea of Lingyuan within a radius of thousands of meters was all cut under this sword.

The four-winged ghost king waved his bones to greet him, and his two huge empty eyes seemed to be staring at the river fish.

'Bang!'

The sword qi tore through the void, and the bone knife in the ghost king's hand was cut off with a sword. The river fish held five fingers, and the majestic spirit yuan gathered into inches of stars in the palm. Condensed to the extreme, like a black hole swirl nest, and then pressed down with a palm.

Shake the sky!

The river fish can shake the sky with all its might.

"Bang!"

In the void, sound waves are like water, sweeping through the four fields at a speed visible to the naked eye. Let the four-winged ghost king burn the forbidden technique, how to scream and practice, under the light of the palm of the hand, from top to bottom, inch by inch.

Finally, it exploded, turned into powder, and dissipated with the wind. The river fish slaughtered fiercely, and the heavenly divine thoughts were condensed into a knife, and in an instant, they escaped into the void, and the soul of the four-winged ghost king was smashed.

The first Western deity, has fallen.

All of a sudden.

With a 'boom', a shocking wave splashed below, a hundred meters straight, and poured into the sky. Looking down, it turned out that an aircraft carrier in The Hague had been sunk, and the hull of the aircraft carrier, which was more than 200 meters long, set off a spiral nest the size of a basketball court when it fell.

The ancestor of the Xiao family, Feng Minggong, stood proudly with his sword, his silver hair was like a sword, and the shock was flying. Within a hundred steps of his body, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the void seemed to be cut into countless pieces.

He also looked at Changsheng, hunting in white robes, and with a wave of his hand, he attracted the power of heaven and earth, and slapped a Western 'pseudo-immortal' into the bottom of the sea. The sea was covered with blood, and the bones of the gods kept falling.

From now on, within the Black Sea, it will be a place to bury immortals.