The barbarian god stared at the 14 demon gods and said with a cruel smile: "You don't have to worry about your lives when you stay in the mortal realm, but now you dare to come to the heavenly realm, are you impatient?" ”

"With me, you can't kill them." Huang Yi's voice sounded unhurriedly from the Death Star.

Everyone hurriedly turned their heads to look, only to see that under the barrier of the Death Star, Huang Yi was holding a scythe, staring at the barbarian god and the others fearlessly.

The scythe exuded a supreme aura, and a steady stream of vast energy poured into the enchantment.

Everyone's hearts froze, and they quickly shifted their gaze, not daring to look at the Death Scythe again, and if they looked at it repeatedly, they would be injured by it.

"You're so shameless!"

"Don't use the rules of death if you have the ability!"

"Let's have a fair fight!"

One demon god after another sharply accused, these days Huang Yi went to their kingdom again and again to make trouble, but no matter how he killed, he couldn't kill him, relying on the rules of death to do whatever he wanted, and he was about to annoy them to death.

Huang Yi smiled: "Fair? Is it fair that so many of you are besieging the Death Star together? There is no fairness in the world, and whoever has the greatest ability will have justice. The Scythe of Death is in my hands, and I can pardon the deaths of the gods, and you will never want to kill them. ”

He paused, looked around at the demon gods, and incited: "Everyone, the reason why you surrender to the barbarian gods is because you are helpless! When the barbarian god presses you to submit by force, he must have slaughtered many of your subordinates and made you pay a heavy loss, and you must have dared to be angry with the barbarian god, and you did not really want to surrender to him. I declare that I will save everyone who is willing to be freed from the barbarian gods. This is your once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for revenge, and I can pardon your death and your worries by attacking the barbarian gods. ”

Suddenly, all the demon gods were stunned, and they all glanced at the barbarian gods.

It is true that many of them did not really ally themselves with the barbarian god, but were forced to surrender to him because of his strength.

If you can really be pardoned for death, it's not that you can't take revenge on the barbarian gods.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, how can it be so easy to pardon the death of the demon god, is he willing to pay a big price to pardon your death? Stop dreaming! The barbarian god hurriedly shouted and suppressed the dangerous thoughts of everyone.

Once all the demon gods here take revenge on him, then even if he is powerful, he will also enter the end of the tyrant of the past.

"Don't forget, I'm a godsend, I can do a lot of things you can't do, although the price of pardoning the death of the gods is high, I can easily bear it, you don't have to worry." Huang Yi also continued to use language offensive.

"Don't talk nonsense, fight!" The barbarian gods didn't dare to talk to Huang Yi anymore, otherwise this group of demon gods might really turn against him.

He had the power to stand up, holding six artifacts and rushing towards the 14 demon gods with a fierce attitude.

He was alone, domineeringly breaking into the 14 demon gods, and six artifacts blasted out at the same time, pouring out six creation-like powers, exploding the space and overflowing with strong winds.

Those 14 demon gods were all scattered by him, showing unrivaled strength.

As soon as the barbarian god made a move, the demon gods had no choice but to follow suit, but it was only a symbolic response, and it was not too powerful.

They had already been incited by Huang Yi's words, and they were thinking about the possibility of rebelling against the barbarian gods.

Only the core figures of the alliance, such as the barbarian god and the basalt hero, are attacking with all their might.

"Roar!" The peerless Demon Emperor Night Sky roared with teeth and claws, and the dragon scales bloomed with dazzling light, and the huge dragon body was like a winding mountain range, with the power of overwhelming the mountains and seas, and crashed into the barbarian god.

"You dare to fight me with this bit of strength?" The barbarian god sneered, picked up a sledgehammer casually, and smashed it towards the peerless demon emperor's dragon head.

"Boom!" The peerless Demon Emperor Night Sky Hua flew out upside down far away, and the mighty body collided with many demon gods in a row.

He regained his steady, shook his vertigo head vigorously, and continued to charge towards the barbarian god.

The battle between the gods and spirits can no longer be resolved quickly, and it is impossible to kill an enemy weaker than themselves in one move like the mortal realm.

The various privileges of the godhead can ensure that the gods will not fall so easily, even if the main god faces ordinary gods, it will take a while to kill the other party.

"Boom, boom!" The other gods and the group of demon gods also fought vigorously, and the majestic divine power poured out unscrupulously, and the strength that had been suppressed for countless years could finally burst out and fight happily.

Almost all of them are old antiques who have lived for countless years, and they have rich combat experience, even if they have just come up as gods, they have fought with these gods who have been gods for a long time.

Moreover, they also have Huang Yi's death rules as a backing, and they can take some life-threatening moves.

But the enemy did not dare to gamble with his life, but only attacked symbolically, not wanting to die for the barbarian gods.

For a while, the 14 demon gods faced enemies who far outnumbered them, and they didn't fall behind a significant disadvantage.

"Are you seriously injured and still fighting me, looking for death?" Berserk Monarch Isosius suddenly laughed violently, and instantly rushed in front of Xuanwuxiong, slamming a punch into Xuanxiong's chest.

"Boom!" Xuanwuxiong's chest sank, blood splattered, and the old wound was shaken open again, gushing out blood.

He had already been broken open by Huang Yi before, leaving a huge wound on his chest, seriously injured, and his strength fell.

Now that he was hit hard by this punch, the wound suddenly spread even more.

"Stop him!" Xuanwu Xiong retreated wildly as he anxiously yelled at several demon gods next to him.

But the demon gods were indifferent, and continued to attack in the distance, pretending to be in the distance, as if they didn't care about themselves.

"Fear is everywhere." The eerie voice of the King of Fear sounded behind Xuanwuxiong, and a monstrous demonic aura of fear instantly spread.

Xuanwu Xiong was instantly swallowed by that demonic aura, and terrifying pictures suddenly appeared in front of him, those were the terrifying moments he had experienced in his life, some of which had left psychological shadows in his heart, and now they were all awakened at once, and he re-experienced the original fear.

"Boom!" The King of Fear's fist slammed into Xuanwu's back, piercing through the wound in front of his chest, clutching a bloody fragment of internal organs.

Xuanwu screamed in pain and hurried into the distance, dodging the attack of the Lord of Fear.

"I'm here to save you!" The barbarian god immediately broke free from the entanglement of the peerless demon emperor Night Sky Hua and rushed over from a distance.

He reached out and grabbed Xuanwuxiong, trying to pull him behind him.

Suddenly, Xuanwu turned into a sharp blade and slammed into his eyes.

The barbarian god hurriedly stretched out his hand and blocked the sharp blade, only to find that there was no Xuanwu Xiong in the same place.

It was an illusion unleashed by the Celestial Illusion, and it successfully deceived him.

And the real Xuanwu Xiong is still being attacked by the King of Fear in the distance, being beaten around like a sandbag, constantly vomiting blood and screaming.

"What delicious blood!" A bloodthirsty voice sounded, and all the blood that Xuanwu Xiong flowed out gathered towards the Blood Demon Lord, bathing him, drenching him into a bloody man.

He flashed a bloody shadow, and instantly appeared in front of Xuanwuxiong, a bloody hand drilled into the bloody hole in Xuanwuxiong's chest, tore off a piece of flesh, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

"Ahh Help me! Xuanwu Xiong didn't care about his image, and fled into the distance in a panic while screaming, blood spilled all the way.

"No one can save you." A translucent remnant soul flashed and slammed directly into Xuanwuxiong's body, enveloping him like a shadow.

This is the Remnant Soul Slayer, who looks like a wisp of remnant soul and likes to possess his enemies, snatching control of their bodies and interfering with their minds like snatching them.

As soon as Xuanwu Xiong was possessed by him, his body suddenly slowed down, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and he stretched out his hand and waved vigorously in the void, trying to dispel the shadow attached to his body.

"Death is your destination!" The body of the Fallen Feather Shattered Feather trembled, and all the countless broken feathers came out of his body, turning into countless torrents of blades, and hit Xuanwu Xiong with a bang.

Xuanxiong was instantly knocked out and slammed into the Death Star's barrier.

A hand suddenly stretched out from within the barrier, grabbed Xuanwuxiong's body, and dragged him in.

"I grant you death." Huang Yi grabbed Xuanwuxiong's neck, put his face in front of him, stared at his terrified eyes, and gently swiped the scythe of death from his neck.

Xuanwu Xiong's neck was suddenly cut with a small wound, which seemed inconsequential, but a strong aura of death quickly gushed out from inside.

Soon, the wound spread rapidly, cutting off his head completely!

The headless body erupted a mighty stream of demon god's blood, splattering on the Death Star's barrier, staining it black and red. But he was still alive, pounding the barrier in horror, trying to get out of it.

However, his head was still held by Huang Yi in his hands, and he could not return to his body.

The demon gods turned their heads in horror, and through the blood-stained barrier, they could vaguely see Huang Yi's vague figure inside, he stretched out a hand and drilled into the broken skull of Xuanwuxiong, digging something in his head, making a "poof" sound of digging flesh and blood, making people's scalps tingle.

After a while, his hand was withdrawn from Xuanwuxiong's head, and his bloody fingers grasped a brilliant crystal, which was a godhead.

The godhead trembled, trying to break free of his palm, but the slender fingers gripped it firmly.

Huang Yi flicked his wrist and smashed the godhead into the blade of the Death Scythe, as easily and casually as smashing an egg.

"Click!" As soon as the godhead touched the blade of the scythe, it shattered in an instant, turning into a pile of fragments, shattered.

Xuanwuxiong, completely fallen.