That is, "God" cannot directly interfere with the world.

Unless there is an item directly related to "God" such as Elena's Nail that can transmit some power, this so-called god will never appear in the world.

Otherwise, with that nine-star power, as long as he becomes hostile to Wang Hui, Wang Wei will die.

"But why is there a record of the incarnation of gods in the early history of this world? Well, it always feels like some great hole has been dug out...... Forget it, just know that He can't be a threat to me. ”

The huge hideous demon gradually shrank into a black-haired teenager, and he pulled the hood of his mage robe, looked at the undead creatures who had returned to him, and whispered.

"You go to protect Antgula van Brooke Winkz Helsing, Silas Victoria has not evolved by drinking blood, and she may be in danger if there is no one to protect her when the next thirteen branches turn their faces. ”

"I still admire that little girl, it would be a shame if she died like this, if so many of you undead haven't protected her...... Scold. ”

The young man laughed, and the group of necromans around him hurriedly knelt down in panic and lowered their heads.

"Alright, let's go...... Oh yes. ”

Seeking knowledge stomped his feet, and the black and red light outlined a complex magic circle, and the boundless cold darkness surged out, converging into a looming black divine horse. The King of the Phantom Pony snorted, his blue eyes staring at the gentlely smiling boy for a long time, and finally bowed his head respectfully.

"Take it, that little girl isn't as nimble as you are, she's just a human. ”

Wang Yu raised his pale and broad palm and gently rubbed the head of the Phantom Horse King, and the horse's ears trembled a little uncomfortably, making the young man in a good mood.

"Go ahead...... Be quick. ”

The undead swarmed away, the oppressive gloom of the streets swept away, and the curiosity chuckled lowly, and its form turned into an ethereal red mist that dispersed and flew away.

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"But one thing, then the next ...... How about a dessert first?"

Wang Hui took off his cowboy hat and revealed the crown of thorns on his head. The boy smiled and took off the red windbreaker, cherished it into the space, the dense red thread was generated out of thin air, woven into a blood-colored Hanfu on the young man's body, the pitch-black light rushed and swam to outline the cloud python picture, and the giant snake spitting the letter had a strong head and horns, and a pair of wide membranous wings were born on its back.

"In this case, let's go to war!"

Wang Hao pulled out his excessively long hand and half sword from the void, the wide robe and sleeves that were not suitable for battle fluttered and swayed in the wind full of the smell of death, and the heavy big sword was held by both hands, hanging diagonally on the right side of his body. Emerging from an imperceptible state, Wang Hui attracted the attention of both sides of the battlefield, both the New Crusade and the Millennium, who discovered this uninvited guest, and their instinctive reaction to danger made them give up fighting each other for the first time and turn to Wang Hui to set fire on him.

An armor-like invisible force field shrouded the boy's body, ricocheting all the bullets away. The boy bent down slightly, charging into the chaotic battlefield on his own, the great sword dragging a long ravine on the ground, and the blade that was heated by the rapid friction made a buzz, as if thirsting for blood and life.

"Damn!!"

The enraged vampire grabbed the iron-fisted rocket behind his back and pulled the trigger viciously. The rockets roared away with their trails, and the smoke and steel from the explosion enveloped the crazy teenager, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

"Hahahahaha!!!!ha

The corners of the boy's mouth grinned in an arc that humans couldn't reach, and fangs burst out of the fireworks with fangs baring wildly, and the smoke rolled and scattered behind him, as if he couldn't wait to escape from the demon's side. The ground that your feet had stepped on burst and the fine rubble splattered everywhere. In the unbelievable gaze of the monsters, the boy burst into the millennial queue at an ultra-standard speed, and the monster that bore the brunt of it was directly smashed by Wang Yu's heavy shoulder and flew upside down, the boy twisted his waist and exerted his strength, the huge hand and half sword slashed into a red rainbow, and the pitch-black frost climbed and spread from the broken place where it was cut by the waist, and in an instant, the undead monster turned into a lifelike ice sculpture, falling to the ground and shattering. The blood that splattered out turned into a sharp ice pick that pierced the monster behind it, and the scarlet eyes of the boy were full of hideous smiles, and the demon who had made fun of the battle finally tasted a delicious meal.

Wang Yu once asked Hong Meiling for some martial arts, although she couldn't enter the Tao with martial arts, but she could still use those subtle moves.

When he charged just now, it was not just the body beyond the imagination of ordinary people that was working, the steps under his feet were a martial art called "shrinking the ground", not a magic skill of a thousand miles of Hu Gong, but a skill achieved by using the movement of the body's center of gravity, which became more unpredictable in the hands of Wang Hao, who could control the density of his body to a limited extent.

The boy let go of his left hand gripping the hilt of the sword, and the broad palm covered with pale bones slowly and firmly pressed against Levatin's sword, and the horizontal slash from right to left just now put Levatin in a position that was very suitable for using some kind of familiar martial art, and his name was Juhe!

"The Secret Sword—"

Wang Yu pulled away from the horse and lowered his body, the bloodthirsty red eyes in the shadow of the bangs calmly swept over the monsters who drew their bayonets and pounced on them, replacing breathing with the surge of blood in their bodies, and the martial arts that were more suitable for demons after the adaptation made the young man's dead body couldn't help but feel a burst of comfort. He whispered excitedly and expectantly, his mind empty, only pure and awe-inspiring killing intent burning in his soul,

"-Meteor!!"

Replacing the scabbard with the remains of the undead was not suitable for the huge half-sword of Juhe's hand to tear apart everything in sight in an instant, and the crimson streamer was like a blood-colored meteor piercing the sky, and the power of the explosion made all the creatures who witnessed it have the illusion that they were being burned by the flames that fell from the sky.

Different from the poetic and clear sword light of the half-demon, the martial arts obtained from the help of Sen Jinlin are even more violent in the hands of Wang Yu, if the meteor in Lin's assistant is the rain of stars quietly passing by at midnight, then Wang Hui's meteor is the world-destroying sky fall of divine punishment!

The corpses were strewn all over the field under a single sword, and the monsters whose bodies were torn apart by the sheer force did not even leave a whole corpse behind, and both the Millennial and the New Crusaders retreated vigilantly and in horror, this monster that had entered the battlefield had more power than they could have imagined.

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Thank you for the tip. Secret Sword Meteor, I would like to use this sword to commemorate the Fengyue Niang who entered the palace.