The red light dissipated, and a strange scene appeared.

In front of the Night Tiger Divine Venerable, there was a huge white shadow, which was a giant fox. Yes, anger and killing intent aroused the demonic nature in Wei Jiu's heart, and also made him reveal the body of the nine-tailed demon fox, the emperor of the demon clan.

"Shhhh You're not even human?" asked the Night Tiger Divine Venerable in surprise.

However, Wei Jiu did not answer the question of the Night Tiger Divine Venerable, after the demonization, his spiritual intelligence was very shallow. His eyes were blood-red, and his mouth let out a hint of angry howls.

"But do you think you can defeat me just by doing this?" said the Night Tiger Divine Venerable with a chuckle, "Even if you are a demon clan, don't forget, I am a demon ascending god, and any demon will be absolutely suppressed in front of me!"

"Roar!" Wei Jiu didn't care, and his face was fierce.

Suddenly, the demon fox's body moved, and it quickly rushed towards the Night Tiger Divine Venerable. After incarnating into the body, although Wei Jiu's spiritual intelligence has decreased a little, his speed and strength have improved a lot, especially the flexibility of his limbs and body, which has reached an unprecedented level.

The Night Tiger Divine Venerable did not panic at all, and his body jumped up directly and rushed towards the white fox.

"The pearl of rice grains, how dare you compete with the bright sun?" the Night Tiger Divine Venerable shouted coldly. Immediately, his body shot up, turning defense into attack, slashing through a silver arc, and the sharp tiger claws once again attacked Wei Jiu's body.

With another brush, Wei Jiu only felt that his body was hit by a tiger's claws. Blood flowed down Wei Jiu's body, seeping outward little by little, but fortunately, this blow did not hit the vital point, and it was not a very serious injury.

Taking advantage of Wei Jiu's injury, the Night Tiger Divine Venerable attacked again, this time he did not attack with his claws, but chose to use sharp teeth as a weapon.

Seeing that the mouth of the blood basin opened again, there were still a little blood stains on the sharp teeth, which belonged to Wei Jiu.

Wei Jiu's heart was a little messy, but the death intent in his eyes was even stronger. The same failure, he is not willing to bear it twice in a row, the Night Tiger Divine Venerable actually broke one of his hands, then he must also have the Night Tiger Divine Venerable to pay for it.

I saw that the white fox was standing quietly in place, and in the face of the attack of the Night Tiger Divine Venerable, he was completely unmoved.

At first glance, he looked like he was scared stupid, and he didn't know what to do. But looking closely, it is not difficult to find that in Wei Jiu's eyes, the original nothingness has long disappeared, replaced by a fine light of wisdom.

On the white fox's cheeks, a sly smile appeared, which looked extremely weird.

At that moment, he moved, and his body shot out like a bullet. Facing the direction of the Night Tiger Divine Venerable's attack, the speed of the white fox did not decrease at all, and he galloped away.

"Why, knowing that you are invincible, are you ready to give up?" "Night Tiger Divine Venerable asked with a chuckle, "But, don't think I'll let you go..."

In a simple competition of strength, even if the two collided together with their bodies, how could the fox be able to defeat the tiger? Wei Jiu's approach was a kind of self-abandonment in his opinion, and even the Night Tiger Divine Venerable at this time had already celebrated himself in his heart to celebrate this doomed victory.

It's just that the Night Tiger Divine Venerable hadn't finished speaking, but the smile had frozen on his cheeks, and the arrogant voice finally stopped abruptly. At some point, a big hole had pierced in front of him, blood gushed out at once, and the breath of life quickly dissipated.

"Seven... Eight... Nine... Nine-Tails... How could it be the Nine-Tails, who the hell are you!" the Night Tiger Divine Venerable asked coldly.

But at this moment, with the disappearance of the breath of life, his whole person's words became weak. Such an ending was unexpected, but when he counted the nine tails behind Wei Jiu, he willingly accepted the miserable fate.

It turned out that in the collision just now, the situation had undergone a earth-shaking reversal, which made the Night Tiger Divine Venerable end up like this. The Night Tiger Divine Venerable, who thought he could win easily, was careless, and was directly pierced by the nine white tails through his body.

From the very beginning, from the moment Wei Jiu demonized, he chose to hide his tail. Therefore, in the eyes of the Night Tiger Divine Venerable, Wei Jiu is also an ordinary demon fox, and he is also the kind with a tail.

At the critical moment, Wei Jiu directly lifted the ban on the tail.

The nine tails, like nine sharp blades, stabbed directly towards the Night Tiger Divine Venerable. After the demonization, Wei Jiu's mastery of these nine tails is even far greater than his hands, feet and limbs, so the speed of casting them is naturally extremely fast.

On the other hand, the Night Tiger Divine Venerable, who was complacent, had already withdrawn his defenses, and was directly taken advantage of by Wei Jiu under his carelessness. Nine tails landed on his body, as if they had touched freshly baked tofu, and stabbed directly into it.

At the last moment before he died, he never thought that he would be defeated.

"Whew!" Wei Jiu didn't answer the Night Tiger Divine Venerable's question, but instead howled to himself, his tone was somewhat excited.

"Hehe, after demonization, can't you control your intelligence? I guess you belong to some family, right? I see... Whatever... Whatever... Probably this is the destiny of heaven, right?" Night Tiger Divine Venerable glanced at Wei Jiu in awe, and then slowly closed his eyes.

In the void, under the daylight, the body of the Night Tiger Divine Venerable dissipated little by little.

Lifting a sword and riding a ghost rain, the white bones are like mountain birds flying in shock.

Dust is like a tide, people are like water, only sigh a few people back in the rivers and lakes.

The Night Tiger Divine Venerable, the twelfth Venerable of the Age of the Gods, finally fell in this lonely Burning Immortal Mountain.

......

In the distance, somewhere far away, a burst of iron horses came.

"Brother Wang, do you feel it? Xiaohu's aura has completely dissipated!"

An anxious voice came, and it was the handsome young man on the iron horse who spoke. His eyes were locked, and there was a heroic aura between his eyebrows, which looked charming.

And opposite him, there was a throne, and on top of the throne, there was also a man entrenched, with a strong body. However, his face was extremely pale, as if he had been stained with a layer of frost, and his whole body exuded coldness and death.

"I see, you stand down first!" said the man on the throne in a cold voice.

"But—" The handsome young man couldn't help frowning and continued.

"It's nothing, I've already said it, let you stand down first!" didn't wait for the handsome young man to finish, but only heard the man on the throne say coldly. At this moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and a majestic aura emanated directly, pressing the handsome young man out of breath.

"It's... Brother retire!" The handsome young man hurriedly bowed his head and said unwillingly.

Just as he was about to turn away, the man on the throne suddenly put away his breath. His words also regained a trace of calm, and he said lightly, "Wait!"

"Brother Wang, do you have any other orders?" the handsome young man hurriedly asked.

But I saw the man on the throne palm for a while, and a cloud of brilliance rushed directly towards the handsome young man and fell into his hands. If you look closely, it turned out to be a small spar, which looked crystal clear, but it seemed to contain terrifying power.

"The outside world is not peaceful, this is the only remaining godhead, I give it to you... Cultivate well, and when you re-become a god, you can be regarded as having the strength to protect yourself!" the man on the throne still said in a flat tone.

"Huh? Brother Wang, this must not be!" the handsome young man hurriedly knelt on the ground and said tremblingly, "This is the godhead that you desperately hid back then, Brother Wang, and it is also the only one in this secret realm... How dare the younger brother enjoy it, and ask the royal brother to take it back!"

"Don't talk nonsense, what the king gave out, there is a reason to take it back?" said the man on the throne categorically, leaving no room for anything.

"This..."The handsome young man couldn't refuse, gritted his teeth, and said respectfully, "Then the younger brother thanked Brother Wang, and the younger brother also believes in Brother Huang, even if he doesn't have this godhead, he can still ascend to the divine realm... At that time, the younger brother will be the king's brother, and he will fight the four seas and win the eight wildernesses!"

The young man's tone trembled a little, and I have to say that he was indeed very moved in his heart.

The godhead in his hand, don't look inconspicuous in appearance, but in fact it is extremely important. It can be said that the Godhead is the source of a god's infinite power, and it is also the foundation of God, once a mortal has a godhead, he can quickly cultivate into a god, and once a god loses his godhead, he will no longer be a god.

When the gods fell, weren't they stripped of their godheads? That's why they ended up like ghosts and people.

The godhead in their hands is the one they snatched down when they rebelled against that person. And it was precisely in order to snatch this godhead that his royal brother was forever sealed on the throne, and he was still unable to move for so many years.

Basically, everyone acquiesced to the ownership of this godhead, and only waited for his royal brother to wake up and become a god again.

But who would have thought that Brother Wang would be given to him by the Godhead? That is the only chance to become a god, and once he becomes a god, it means that he can get rid of the confinement here. Thinking of this, this handsome young man unconsciously burst into tears.

"Alright, step aside!" said the man on the throne in a cold voice, "Remember, life is more important than anything else!"

"Brother Wang understands, Brother Wang should also take care!" the handsome young man nodded in response.

After the handsome young man left, the man on the throne slowly breathed a sigh of relief. In his current state, it is still difficult to maintain such an aura, but he is a king, and he must have his own responsibility, and no matter what, he must not let his courtiers see this weak side.

His eyes turned to the distant direction, and after a long silence, he finally sighed.

"Little Tiger... It's really a name a long time ago, and I haven't seen him for tens of thousands of years, so why did I leave like this? Eighteen gods, it seems that they have fallen a little too fast recently, but they hate me for being a person who is not a human being, a ghost or a ghost, what can I do?"

The sunset fell, a blood red, faintly there were a few mountain rains about to come, the charm of the wind full of buildings.

I saw that the young man on the throne raised his brows slightly, and asked again in a cold voice, "Kill... Death... Blood... The eternal dispute is just an empty one, and if there is no godhead, can a god still be called a god?"