Hell still has one less main god. ”

With a cold gaze, he glanced at Bolivia, which shot at him, Chen Xiaoming slowly raised his hand and pointed at Bolivia.

A streamer flew out and disappeared without a trace in an instant, and in an instant, the attacking Bolivia felt a breath of death rush into their hearts.

Before he had time to react, he saw a streamer quietly appear in front of him, silently, approaching him.

The streamer is like a dream bubble, and what is terrifying is the power of will contained in it.

Just by looking at it, Bolivia was covered in cold, and the power of will that diffused was instantly squeezed back.

"This ...... How is this possible! ”

Screaming in horror in his heart, Bolivia felt several times the power of his will from the streamer.

Whether the main god is strong or not depends on the power of will.

Bolivia did not want to believe that the power of the will in this streamer was not far greater than that of its master.

"Poof!"

I didn't have time to react, let alone dodge, but I saw that the streamer quietly opened Bolivia's mind, and the terrifying will power instantly wiped out the other party's vitality.

"Buzz.........

A main godhead exuding the power of the will slowly floated out and fell into Chen Xiaoming's hands, and after just one glance, he put it away.

His eyes calmly looked into the void, and several divine thoughts who had been watching the battle fell silent.

"Is anyone else coming out?"

When he improved his cultivation, every time he was promoted, Chen Xiaoming could obtain eleven willpower powers, which he improved three times in a row.

Under normal circumstances, Chen Xiaoming's will power would be thirty-two more than that of an ordinary lower main god.

Even if he is only a clone, the will power he has is not comparable to that of a mid-rank god.

In the void, there was silence, no main god dared to speak, and they all looked at Chen Xiaoming in horror.

It's so terrifying, he killed Bolivia in one move, is he the master!

This is what each main god thinks in his heart, and under normal circumstances, it is difficult for the main gods to kill each other.

Like Chen Xiaoming, killing a median main god with one blow is estimated to be impossible for even the Destruction Juggernaut to do easily.

"Buzz ............"

The void shook slightly, and then a black-robed figure appeared, and the figure just stood there, and the terrifying fluctuations around it distorted the void.

"Lord of Destruction, Uhtred!"

Chen Xiaoming's eyes froze, and his divine thoughts swept over the other party, unlike the previous parallel Bolivia, the aura of the person in front of him was even deeper and more terrifying.

"Exactly!"

The voice of the voice came from the robe, and a will coercion far exceeded the previous one.

"What, you're trying to stop me too?"

Chen Xiaoming asked softly, his eyes couldn't help but show a bit of hot light.

Although the strength of the Destruction Juggernaut is not comparable to his own body, it is not much different from his own clone.

Anyway, the ontology is in cultivation, and Chen Xiaoming doesn't mind having a good time with the Lord of Destruction.

"No, I just want to fight you!"

The Lord of Destruction under the black robe also burned with fighting spirit.

Invincible for too long, I originally thought that only Auf could fight with him, but I didn't expect that a new strong man would appear.

"You want to fight me, but there is a price!"

The aura around his body slowly condensed, and Chen Xiaoming's gaze gradually became serious.

"Say!"

"You lose, in a trillion years, I need the power of faith in the whole hell!"

The words fell, and the Lord of Destruction under the black robe was silent for only a moment, and then responded directly.

The power of faith is no longer useful to him, so why not give it all to him, not to mention, it is only a trillion years.

"Yes, you can. But what if you lose? ”

"Haha, I lose?"

Chen Xiaoming laughed, the aura around his body exploded, and with a movement of his feet, he directly turned into a streamer and took the lead in launching an offensive against the Lord of Destruction.

"There's no way I'm going to lose!"

The faint voice of words echoed, and Chen Xiaoming's figure had already appeared beside the Lord of Destruction.

"Boom!"

With a punch, hundreds of millions of fist shadows flew away, the entire void was turbulent, cracks appeared, and the chaotic turbulence was surging.

"So fast!"

The Lord of Destruction's heart suddenly suddenly, a black spear appeared in his hand, and a shot was lit, and hundreds of millions of gun shadows flew by, and each gun shadow seeped out a black light, and hundreds of millions of black lights shrouded a thousand miles of area, blocking all the fist shadows.

"Huh."

The aura around the Lord of Destruction exploded, and the spear in his hand was undiminished, and as soon as he made a move, it was his own trick.

"Annihilation!"

The black mangs were surging like a flood, and the void around Chen Xiaoming was shrouded in the black mangs, blocking the way to retreat.

When the spear attacked, Chen Xiaoming's eyes froze, and if he couldn't retreat, he wouldn't retreat.

"Break it for me!"

The aura around his body exploded, and the terrifying power shattered the surrounding void, Chen Xiaoming stepped out, his right fist clenched, and the faint white light condensed to the extreme, and the spiritual power fluctuated on it.

Whoever else is there is death and no life!

"There is no self in this world!"

With a punch, the thousand-mile range shrouded by the black mang was suddenly broken by the endless white light, and the dazzling light shone brightly, and the black mang was constantly forced back.

The fist shadow flew out, and a unique aura spread away, and the moment it touched the spear, the void shattered, and the spatial turbulence seemed to stagnate slightly for a moment.

At the same time, the Lord of Destruction, who held the spear in his hand, only felt a unique aura coming towards him along the spear.

The energy in his body was surging, and he wanted to resist it, but the unique aura seemed to be transparent and could not be stopped.

Under the great heart, it was swept by the fluctuation of breath, and a sense of fear came from the depths of the soul of the Lord of Destruction.

In just an instant, the Destruction Master's soul sank, and there was a unique energy that seemed to annihilate itself in this realm.

In the outside world, the Lord of Destruction stood with his gun in his hand, stagnant in the void, his eyes misty, and the look of struggle.

Chen Xiaoming looked at it lightly, and did not step out to kill the other party.

The will power he has is even higher than that of the other party, and he is hit by his own spiritual attack, and without the soul defense of the destruction master of the supreme artifact, it is impossible to get out of trouble in an instant.

"Not good!"

After a few breaths, the Lord of Destruction suddenly woke up, and with a movement of his feet, his figure instantly exploded away.

There was a look of horror in his eyes, and he looked at Chen Xiaoming in disbelief.

In the battle with Auf, he only lost, but he never had a situation where his soul was lost in an instant.

In the time of counting breaths just now, if Chen Xiaoming really wanted to do something to himself, then he would be a dead man now.

The Lord of Destruction was unacceptable, so he was defeated with just one move.

After staring at Chen Xiaoming for a long time, the Lord of Destruction finally put away his spear.

This time he lost on the soul, and before he couldn't resist Chen Xiaoming's move, he wouldn't fight the other party again.

"You've won!"

(End of chapter)