The god of the desolate did not respond to Muria's sarcastic words, and since it had been determined that he was an enemy, there was no need to continue the communication.

It's about finding a way to defeat it...... Well, it's a bit unrealistic. So I still entangled with him for a while, and then looked for an opportunity to find a way to retreat.

Although the hostile identities of the two sides have been thoroughly determined, the Evil God of the Desert still has no idea of fighting Muria to the death, and it is still the same sentence, there is no benefit in winning, and there is even more loss if you lose, so it is better not to fight.

"Demon Swinging Sword, come!"

Muria made a move towards the world behind him, and a brilliant golden sword rainbow suddenly rushed out of the world, and fell into his hand with a crisp sword sound that echoed in the void.

"Good job!"

Holding the sword in his hand that was connected to his own blood, Muria praised it, and as soon as his words fell, the golden light on the sword body of the Demon Sword shrank one by one, flickering and dimming, and the golden arc shone on the sword body, and the sword was excited.

As Muria's strength continued to increase, the exclusive weapons conceived in his body also increased with his spirituality. However, it is a pity that the exclusive weapon with stronger spirituality has not brought Muria as much as before.

Compared to the attack increase it brings to Muria, it is not as hard as the hard material of the exclusive weapon itself, but it is still useful.

After complimenting him, Muria didn't say anything more to the evil god of the wilderness, he held the sword in his hand and slashed at the head of this evil god, and a sword that was even more terrifying than the sword that had just risen in the world appeared in the void.

This golden sword light split everything in the Evil God's perceptual vision in two, and under this sword light, a stinging sensation that went straight to the depths of his soul appeared, reminding the Evil God of Waste how miserable it would be if he took this blow.

However, as an evil god who crisscrosses the void and destroys many worlds one after another, the evil god of the desolation still has a deep foundation, and the seemingly cowardly behavior just now is just the appearance of him after weighing the pros and cons.

"Roar!"

The roar of the evil god rang out in the void, and before Muria's sword fell on him, he stretched out a sickle foot completely different from the claw he had just poked out, and met a sword that seemed to split his body in two.

Boom!

The sound of metal clashing sounded, and the moment the sound sounded, the thousands of heads that ran the fastest, ready to participate in the battle between their lord and Muria, suddenly exploded, like roses blooming in the darkness.

Then the fragments of sword qi scattered in all directions, completely erasing these newly blooming flowers from the void, this is an extremely domineering force, even if he has been defeated.

"It's really an idea, and it deserves to be an evil god. Muria raised her eyebrows as she looked at the outstretched scythe foot of the god of the wilderness. There was only a shallow sword mark on this scythe foot, which was the result of the sword he had just made.

It seems that it only caused some trivial damage to the god of the desolate, and it did not even cut the skin of the opponent, but in fact, if this sword fell on the claw that the god of the desolate god had just born, it would be enough to completely cut it off.

Therefore, this result will occur because this scythe foot of the evil god of the desolate is different, if there is no accident, this scythe foot should be the hardest part of the whole body of this evil god.

Because this scythefoot is simply a mixture of countless legendary metal level 1 materials, if Muria guessed correctly, the god of the desolate has incorporated all the legendary metals it has collected into this scythefoot.

As a result, this has created his scythe to be invincible, almost immortal, which is also a common attribute of legendary metals.

And Muria's ability to leave traces on the legendary metal at this time just illustrates the horror of his power, after all, if Muria wants to leave a mark on this sicklefoot, his attack is not only enough to surpass the legendary metal defense, but also to break through the power defense of the evil god itself.

"But how many more scythes do you have?"

It's not that Muria looks down on the gods of the wilderness, but legendary metal, a material that can be used even if it is a first-level existence of an epic god, is most produced in the big world.

In most small worlds, even if you dig all the ground, you can't find a single piece, while in medium worlds, if you're lucky, you can still find a small amount.

Of course, these amounts are not enough for an epic, and God knows how many worlds the god of the desolate destroyed before he collected a legendary metal capable of completely transforming a sicklefoot.

You must know that as an extinction of the world, he can't get close to any big world, and no big world will welcome an existence like him, so it also cuts off the channel for the evil god to obtain resources from the big world.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!"

...... Under the indifferent gaze of the Evil God of the Wilderness, in the body of the Titan and the Son of the Dragon, one after another weapons that were no weaker than the weapons in his hands appeared, appearing behind him, as if mocking him.

The appearance of the nine weapons completely made the Evil God of the Desolation confirm the thoughts in his heart, this Titan and the Son of the Dragon is definitely an existence that he cannot provoke at present.

The sheer amount of these legendary metals he possessed now meant that he was definitely from a big world, and behind him, there was probably a terrifying race of strength.

This battle cannot be fought, and even if it does, it must be ended as soon as possible and get out. Compared to Muria, who is becoming more and more warlike, the evil god of the desolate is more and more calm.

He knows all too well the difference between having a background and not having one. If he dies here now, then death is dead, and no being will avenge him, for everything that has anything to do with him will be erased.

And the existence in front of him, if it falls due to an accident, there is a high probability that an ancient epic will appear, and then avenge it.

"Hahaha, let's fight!" The titan clan's innate battle blood was already boiling on Muria's body, he was dressed in the Holy Yao Emperor Yuan, holding the Prison Halberd in one hand and the Demon Sword in the other, and a sea of golden blood appeared behind him.

And just as Muria was about to fight the god of the wilderness, the sacred and vast crimson flames broke through the ocean of blood and fell to him.

And seeing such a scene, the mentality of the Evil God of the Desolation suddenly exploded, and it was not enough for an epic Second Ancestor to pop out, but another one actually came out......