334, such a weak god
The earth-shattering roar resounded through the sky, as if it was about to tear apart this piece of heaven and earth.
Between heaven and earth, Li Xuan was like a demon god, holding the killing god and slamming it to the ground, like smashing a gopher, smashing wildly on the ground.
With an extremely violent attitude, he kept smashing on the ground, no matter how the killing god struggled, no matter how the killing god roared, it was useless.
Boom Boom!
The earth is shaking, and it is roaring.
Animals in all directions were frightened by this terrible sound, and fled everywhere in fright.
The terrifying aura of the furious beast shook all directions with the crazy smashing, shattering everything in all directions, and destroying countless plants and trees in the roar.
The killing god who was still shouting just now was directly submerged in this catastrophic scene, drowning in the stirring smoke and dust.
Boom Boom!
"Is this God? Such a weak god, too weak and too weak, hahahaha. ”
The sound of wild laughter resounded in the valley of red leaves, in the smoke and dust, and in the hearts of the gods.
Call!
The wind howled, blowing away the smoke and fog, revealing the scene below.
It's just that the current scene makes the faces of the gods change slightly.
Because of the center of the Red Leaf Valley, Li Xuan pinched the neck of the killing god, and stepped on the void step by step towards the sky.
The killing god who was still invincible just now had been smashed and spat blood from his mouth at this moment, and his qi was so weak and weak that he couldn't even move.
However.
Li Xuan didn't let him go, but instead pinched the neck of the killing god, and suddenly strengthened it in front of everyone's eyes and in the unbelievable gaze of the gods.
Click!
The sound of shattering echoed throughout the valley, and also echoed in the hearts of the gods, and the gods who were proud of the Douluo Continent were pinched to death by Li Xuan.
"What a weak god."
Li Xuan opened his mouth lightly, a pair of purple eyes flashed with disdain, and then threw the corpse of the killing god under the attention of the gods.
Boom!
The corpse fell heavily in the middle of the valley, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The god of killing, who is at the top of the world, died like this, died so simply, died worthlessly, and the corpse was just a speck of dust.
The consequences of such death made the eyes of the gods at the scene red and furious.
It seemed that he felt the death of the killing god and the wrath of the gods, and suddenly a light rain fell in the sky.
There was a faint sadness in this rain, as if it was suffering for the death of the god, and this rain also made the atmosphere of the whole world depressing.
Wuhun Palace.
On a high platform.
Golden Crocodile Douluo raised his right hand to touch the rain in the sky, feeling the sadness in the rain, he said with a solemn expression: "Is the sky crying?" ”
Rumble!
A strong shock wave swept from afar like a storm, mixed with endless anger that shook in all directions.
This terrifying shock wave instantly shattered the Martial Spirit Hall thousands of miles away, and the terrifying power shook everyone in the Martial Spirit Hall to the point that they spat blood.
"Let's go!!"
Qiandaoliu yelled, because he knew that the real war was about to begin.
Rumble!
The earth cracked suddenly, as if it had been torn apart.
The ground to the west of the Wuhun Hall suddenly lowered by dozens of meters, and it was directly torn apart from the ground to the east, forming a terrifying cliff.
And the tear continues, gradually spreading out a deep chasm that has no end in sight.
Boom Boom!
Endless flames covered the sky, terrifying ice kept falling, and the sea seemed to be summoned in all directions, swarming towards the valley of Momiji.
A great war that will be passed down for hundreds of thousands of years has officially begun.
This battle lasted for seven days and seven nights.
The entire Red Leaf Valley has long since dissipated in the Great War, and the Red Leaf Valley has been turned into a Jedi for thousands of miles, and not a single grass grows.
Wait until this war has completely subsided.
Qiandaoliu, who was closest to the war, rushed to the Momiji Valley with many subordinates, wanting to explore the results after the war.
But.
The Jedi formed by the battle were too huge, and they felt extreme depression with every step they took, and even felt pinprick-like pain.
People with weak strength can't take a step forward just after walking dozens of miles in the Jedi, so they can only choose to stop.
Even at the Contra level, it had only traveled more than four hundred miles, but it had come to an end.
Only Titled Douluo can walk eight hundred miles, but when they get here, they can't move forward.
Only a thousand streams, Golden Crocodile Douluo relied on his terrifying strength to advance another fifty miles, and then stopped his pace.
Because in front of them, there were bottomless and terrifying pits, and smoke was still rising from those pits, and around the pits, there were all kinds of terrible condensations.
These powers were just the breath that came out, and they all made Golden Crocodile Douluo's scalp tingle.
But when they saw the scene in front of them clearly, the eyes of the two of them had already turned into bull's eyes.
In front of them, there lay a corpse, a corpse that exuded an aura of terror.
And there was disbelief in the eyes of that corpse.
"Difficult... Is this the corpse of God? Golden Crocodile Douluo stammered.
"Yes, it's definitely the corpse of a god, Li Xuan, what did you do? He actually killed the god, so that the god didn't even have time to collect the corpse. Qiandaoliu murmured softly, with a blank look in his eyes.
"Li Xuan? My lord, what do you mean Li Xuan? ”
Golden Crocodile Douluo quickly looked at Qiandaoliu, his eyes full of disbelief.
Before the battle, he clearly felt the breath of the gods coming from afar, which was the breath of a total of eight gods.
In other words, eight terrifying gods came to kill Li Xuan, and in the end, one of the gods died, leaving behind a god's corpse, and maybe there was even a god's corpse in front of him.
Such a result shocked Golden Crocodile Douluo, and for the first time he wondered if Qiandaoliu was lying.
"Yes, who do you think God is fighting? It's not my grandson-in-law Li Xuan, these disgusting gods, bullying more and less, hateful, hateful. ”
Qiandaoliu said coldly, looking very angry.
But the Golden Crocodile Douluo next to him was numb when he heard it, he had always thought that Li Xuan was just an ordinary Title Douluo, and the reason why he was strong was because of the divine calculation gate behind him.
But who would have thought that Qiandaoliu would actually say that the eight gods were fighting against Li Xuan, and such a result made Golden Crocodile Douluo a little suspicious of life.
"We need to move on, we have to figure out the outcome of the battle."
Qiandaoliu took a deep breath, struggling with the terrifying aura that filled the air, and walked towards the most central valley of red leaves step by step.
Golden Crocodile Douluo also wanted to follow, but he only walked four or five miles before he couldn't walk, so he could only stop helplessly.
He waited and waited, and waited for a full day and a night, and then he saw the return of the thousand streams.
It's just that Qiandaoliu at this moment has a serious expression to the extreme, and even his body is trembling.
"My lord, how did their battle go? Did God win, or did Li Xuan win? Golden Crocodile Douluo hurriedly asked, his eyes full of curiosity.