In the hearts of Yalehua believers, God is the only god and an invincible myth.

And today, this myth is torn apart by an iron rod.

The scepter of light was overwhelmed, broken into several pieces, and the dazzling flames of light on its body were also weakened, and only the crown of thorns persistently put the wishes of believers into the body of the embarrassed God.

The contempt in those deep eyes was long gone, only full of surprise.

With just one stick, he couldn't even take a stick from this savage monkey, and even Zhen Xuan couldn't do that.

However, it had been tens of thousands of years since he set foot in the Demon Emperor Realm, and now the golden retriever monkey in front of him had only cultivated for 3,500 years since he was born.

"Fortunately, he is still only a Demon Emperor, if he is allowed to cultivate for thousands of years, maybe he can really break that shackle. The four monkeys of the mixed world, once they break the shackles of a reincarnation of 10,000 years..."

Thinking of this, God let out a sigh of depression in his chest.

As long as he is a demon emperor, he can't defeat him. Not good, not Satan, not Sun Wukong.

"Hahaha, you're really strong. Unfortunately, only a little bit. ”

Bathed in the rekindled light, the restored God stood up again.

"You can never kill me, but every time I fall, I get stronger. ”

"Noise!"

It's another blow, and it's even more powerful.

And this time, it only knocked God back a few dozen steps.

"Huh, that's interesting!"

The shadow of the stick in the sky, between the lightning and flint, struck heavily on the body of God.

"Break it for me!"

With a loud roar, God's body was beaten to pieces, and only one head fell to the ground alone.

Mad wand method: overwhelming.

It's just that Sun Wukong didn't have the joy of killing a strong enemy, but just quietly stared at the head.

"Hehe, I said, you can't kill me. ”

Countless rays of light converged beneath that skull, resulting in a perfect body.

The God who was born again is even more powerful.

"Hmph, the law of Shinto, I wish to be reborn. As long as there are your believers in the world, you can be resurrected by their will. Seventh, unless the believers in Yalehua die, he will continue to be resurrected, and he can be continuously strengthened with the help of the believers' willpower, you must not be careless. ”

Shi Tongling is well-read and knows the world's supernatural powers, so he naturally knows this Shinto method well.

It's just that this exercise seems to be even more domineering, and the many believers who have been reborn with the power of their will will inevitably lose their souls. God of light, I see, you are the real demon!"

The god who was exposed was slightly annoyed, and glanced at Shi Tongling with hatred, and then...

"It's you, despicable six-eared monkey, who keep saying that you are willing to submit to me, create a powerful god and demon puppet for me, and rule this world, but in fact it is only for the soul of the Eternal Tree! Damn you!!Gabriel, kill him for me!"

Even though he was defeated by Sun Wukong many times, God was still calm, but when he saw the face engraved in his soul, he could no longer suppress his anger.

What is more terrible than the enemy is always the betrayal from the allies.

God's distorted face almost roared and commanded, and the shame of being fooled made him almost lose his mind.

Then, an iron rod smashed him to pieces again.

"Old Seven, you..."

Shi Tongling looked at Sun Wukong with a surprised face.

Knocking down God, seriously injuring him, and imprisoning him is the most ideal method in Shi Tongling's heart, and killing is just the most foolish way to promote the growth of his power.

Sun Wukong just smiled at him, and then, a frenzied spark appeared in his eyes, and he rushed towards the god who had been resurrected again.

"Sixth, don't persuade me!"

"Why?"

"Because he's so lonely..."

For some reason, from Sun Wukong's smile, Ao Yuan felt a deep loneliness and incomparable joy.

And at that moment, he understood Sun Wukong's thoughts, and it seemed that he had a similar state of mind a long time ago.

When I stood at the top of the world and looked back, but no one could follow in my footsteps, I finally understood that invincibility is a kind of loneliness.

I'm rambling, I'm lazy, I'm careless, just because there's no other opponent in the world worth fighting.

If there is no opponent, what is the use of this supernatural power?

Once upon a time, the birdman named Satan gave me the desire to fight, but unfortunately, he was still too weak after all.

And the glowing birdman in front of me has gradually caught up with me, and after dozens of kills, maybe he can really let me go.

Fight! Fight!

Only by fighting with the real strong can I see the scenery above the Demon Emperor.

In a trance, Ao Yuan seemed to understand Sun Wukong's inner cry.

Only invincibility can understand invincibility.

A pair of cold eyes opened in the depths of Ao Yuan's soul.

Suddenly, a giant sword burning with golden flames fell from the sky and slashed fiercely at Shi Tongling, and the huge coercion was faintly above Ao Yuan.

The stone psychic who suffered a great loss from the primordial spirit was naturally not the opponent of the comer.

Fortunately, there is also an Ao Yuan.

A silver light swept the giant sword away, Ao Yuan stood firmly in front of Shi Tongling, holding Liquan, coldly looking at the uninvited guest in front of him, and...

A beautiful woman with blond hair, spreading her six huge wings, floated in the air, and looked at Shi Tongling and Ao Yuan condescendingly.

Looking at the familiar face that should have been imprisoned in the lava hell, Ao Yuan was stunned.

How many times have I been haunted by dreams, how many times have I been worried, just to be able to see this figure in front of me again.

The lord of Qingqiu, the nine-tailed sky fox, and the demon god Daji.

It's just that Ao Yuan's joy of reunion was quickly extinguished by a blazing pillar of light.

Angel Skill: Divine Radiance Cannon.

There is no attachment, no lingering, this cannon has only **naked killing intent.

It's obviously just the Daji of the demon god, but he exerts the power of the demon saint.

The cold and numb eyes no longer have the agility of the past...

"Daji!!"

A heart-rending roar, wandering in the depths of heaven.

The end of hope... It's despair.