The remnant sun is like blood, the sound of killing shocks the sky, this is a battlefield, a bloody and cruel battlefield, the red blood is flowing wantonly, the earth is soaked in a piece of mud, stumps, broken arms, one corpse after another is stacked, one after another roar is stirring, the sky and the earth, between this rich and indissolvable blood, plated with a layer of shocking color.

Zhongli stood in the middle of this battlefield, watching the familiar and unfamiliar faces rush past him, plunged into the bloody battle, and fell in a pool of blood, repeating itself over and over again, as if the nightmare that had haunted him every night for five years.

Here, it was his spiritual world, the spiritual world made of his memories, just like the darkness created by the alien gods, the blood-colored battlefield replaced the endless darkness, symbolizing Zhongli's will, which had begun to fight back against his erosion.

In this way, it is not surprising that the deity, although it is an incomparably powerful existence, refers to the former Him, not the present, the body has been destroyed, and the soul has been sealed by the will of the human Race Saints United World for thousands of years, and the strength has been exhausted before he can get out of trouble.

After this heavy consumption, even if he is a god, he is also extremely weak, otherwise, the people of Bamon at the beginning, the moment they come into contact with his spiritual power, will directly become his dependents, where is there any need to kill each other.

In the face of such a weak god, as long as the spiritual power is strong enough, it can compete with it, Bamon's Dali head and a few Gu witches have tried, although in the end they still failed, but also caused extremely serious damage to this weak god, forcing him to sleep in this altar, heal his injuries, and regain his strength.

And Zhongli, because of his rebirth, his spiritual power is very strong, which can be seen from the attribute data established by the Zhi Brain, and the will attribute of a full forty-five points is by no means as simple as a collection of four or five spiritual powers.

With Zhongli's current spiritual will, except for the Great Grandmaster of Tiangang who opened up the Heavenly Gate of the Brain Domain and cultivated the soul of martial arts, there was no one who could compare with him, even the powerhouses who had stepped into the earth-level realm were no exception.

With this, it is not impossible to confront the remnant soul of a god, not to mention that this god has recklessly rushed into his body.

The body nourishes the soul, the soul feeds the body, the spirit and the flesh are one, and they complement each other, which is the path of cultivation!

Now, the god's body is destroyed, his soul is mutilated, and he still rushes into Zhongli's body, eroding his soul, like a lone army, deep into the enemy's hinterland, still swaggering, although he is brave for a while, but then he will fall into a situation of isolation and helplessness, and will be frantically counterattacked by the opponent who occupies the home advantage.

It was because of this that Zhongli was able to turn the tide and replace the endless darkness with this bloody battlefield.

"Ho!"

Seeing the darkness disappear and the surrounding battlefield turned into a blood-colored battlefield, the god immediately let out an angry roar, the flesh tentacles on his face writhed wildly, and a pair of scarlet eyes with endless tyranny swept across the battlefield, instantly locking Zhongli.

Then, he moved, and even if the darkness disappeared, the huge body that did not cut in the slightest moved, trampling on the earth with both feet, and trampling on the flesh and blood, what thousands of troops, what battle array martial arts, in front of this god, was so small, so humble.

Not only people, but even the mighty earth, under his trampling, cracked out deep trenches, and I don't know how many people rolled into them with the corpses on the battlefield, falling to pieces.

This is power, absolute power, even if he is extremely weak, even without the support of his physical body, he is still a god, far above mortals, Zhongli can use this home advantage to compete with him, he can also use the last bit of strength to conquer Zhongli's spiritual world.

This is the clash of spiritual powers, the collision of soul wills, only the strong can win!

And now, according to the performance, it is undoubtedly this god who has the upper hand, under his conquest, this battlefield, this side of the world, has a tendency to collapse, but Zhongli can't kill him a single bit, the soldiers on the battlefield are as weak as ants in the face of this terrifying god, and often they can't even attack, they are trampled into powder with one foot.

In just a moment, Zhongli's body became illusory, and there were bursts of intense pain, which came from outside the spiritual world, which was the heavy load that the physical body was bearing!

If this continues, not only will Zhongli's spiritual world be destroyed under the conquest of this god, but his physical body will also collapse because he can't bear this heavy burden.

But Zhongli had no choice, when he encountered the spiritual invasion of this god, he had already lost all ways to retreat, either you die or I die!

"Ho!"

Zhongli took a deep breath, no longer holding any reservations, and the remaining soldiers on the battlefield, including himself, launched a charge.

"Kill!"

The roar that shook into the sky, the torrent formed by the army, rushed towards the towering figure like a mountain, but the result was ......

"Bang!"

It was like a monstrous wave crashing on the mountain wall, although the wave was menacing, but it still could not change its own essence, and it hit the mountain wall heavily and shattered into a snow-white wave.

Unshakable!

Even this torrent of steel, even this mighty army, it is difficult to shake the body of a god, at this spiritual level, the essence of life, the gap between the two sides is too big, the same quantity, unequal quality, so the result of the collision of the two, naturally one side is indestructible, and the other side is broken.

"The Terrans are still so weak and ridiculous!"

Looking at the countless corpses that charged at his feet, only to be shattered to pieces, He, who had been disdainful of words, finally spoke, although the words he uttered were still full of disdain and contempt.

Then he didn't say much, just as a man who faced the attack of a swarm of ants, at most, sighed, and then stretched out his feet and trampled to death these ants, who did not know the height of the sky, and He did the same.

"Bang!"

Another trampling, the last crowd splashed blood-colored waves on the earth, and then, everything was calm, because there was no one left, and there was no one to charge again, and to fight again.

Zhongli was also in the midst of this crowd, but he didn't die, maybe because he was now the supporter of this spiritual world, even if he was also trampled on, he didn't die, he was just trampled into the earth, along with countless shattered corpses.

Soaked in this blood and flesh, looking up at the unshakable figure, Zhongli could not see the slightest emotional fluctuation on his face, just like a corpse soaked in flesh and blood, which had already lost its soul, but at this time, if you look at the attributes established for him by Zhi Brain, you will find that the number behind the will column is constantly rising and changing.

The rich smell of blood is so familiar, it is the breath that can be felt all the time in memory, the world has changed greatly, the last five years, how many times has such a scene been experienced, Zhongli himself can't tell, it seems that every time, he is the one who stays, from five years ago until now, except for this life, he has lost everything, and now he has to repeat it again......

Perhaps, what can be changed in just ten years, nothing can be changed, when the gods come from the stars, this is the end of the human race, either give their small and humble lives on this battlefield, or become a puppet of the gods to absorb faith, before rebirth, after rebirth, the same, can not be changed!

But why, so unwillingly, can God really rule everything, and is the human race doomed to perdition......

Questions, confusion, anger, one irritation after another, change after change, seemed to affect something, Zhongli's spiritual world began to vibrate, distorted, and wanted to communicate somewhere.

"Hmm!"

Seeing this, the god seemed to have noticed something, and the expression in his bloody eyes suddenly changed, and his right foot was raised, intending to trample down again, completely shattering the person who sent it.

At this time, there was a sudden ......

"Roar!"

The tiger roared to the sky, the boundless murderous aura turned into a wind cloud rolling, and a white tiger rushed into the battlefield, dragging the murderous aura of the entire battlefield, and crashed into the body of the god.

"Groan!"

Then, only to hear a terrible scream, the white tiger pulled the murderous aura of the battlefield, turned into a blood-colored blade, and directly penetrated the god's mountain-like body.

In an instant, dark purple blood sprayed down like a curtain of rain, and the back of the god's body staggered back, and the flesh and blood tentacles on his face squirmed wildly, as if he wanted to say something, but he saw ......

Zhongli stood up and stepped out of the sea of blood, and with each step, his body grew a point, but in the blink of an eye, he had turned into a giant who stood up to the sky and the earth, and the white tiger let out a long roar, and turned into a blood-colored blade that was held in his hand and slashed.

"Poof!"

The blood light was like electricity, staggered, a huge head flew up, purple blood gushed like a spring, and then turned into a piece of brilliance, and dissipated with a bang!

At the same time, less than a moment after the outside world, Yuan Mu was knocked to the ground, Zhong Li, who was choking his throat, suddenly opened his eyes, and a wild roar came out, Yuan Mu, who was still holding Zhong Li's throat, seemed to have been hit by an invisible cannonball, and the whole person flew out directly.

Yuan Mu was shocked, Zhongli got up, and the live broadcast camera twisted accordingly, only to see that in his eyes, there was entangled with blood that could not be dissolved, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and everyone was immediately silenced!

At the same time, there was also a cold prompt sound from the brain.

"Martial Spirit Awakening - Tiger Spirit God of War!"

"The Heavenly Gate of the Divine Court is opened, and the Nine Apertures of the Brain Domain Tiangang are connected!"

"Absorb the soul power of the alien evil god and obtain two hundred points of space-time energy!"

"Kill the remnant soul of the evil god of the alien race, obtain five million Shenwu points, and raise the authority to level five!"