The figure appeared in the white light, wrapped in a bright light that made it difficult to look at directly.

He walked to Wang Xiaolai's side and squatted down, pulled out the snake sword inserted in Wang Xiaolai's chest, put a hand on Wang Xiaolai's chest, and sent a ball of light.

Shrouded in that light, all of Wang Xiaolai's injuries were restored as before.

The figure smiled and said, "It's already a decisive battle, how can I be absent from you, the protagonist?" As he spoke, he handed the snake sword into Wang Xiaolai's hand.

Wang Xiaolai, who had recovered his spirits, held the snake sword in his hand and looked at the figure blankly: "Old, old rain? ”

"It's me. (It's me)"

The two voices of Yuluo City and Yuqing Evil sounded at the same time.

Wang Xiaolai was stunned: "Are you the rain falling in the city or the rain clearing the evil?" ”

The figure smiled: "It doesn't matter who it is, the important thing is that I was originally like this, the name, naturally it is Yuluo City." ”

"Rain, rain falling on the city?"

"That's right, Uncle is Yuluo City."

When he said this, he had some ruffian flavor, Wang Xiaolai heard it very well, and jumped up: "You, you, you and Yu Qingevil are back together!" ”

'Yuluo City' smiled: "It's not that I'm reunited with Yuqingxi. ”

Wang Xiaolai was puzzled when he heard this.

The 'Rain Falling City' said again: "It's Uncle, I and Rain Falling City are back together." ”

Wang Xiaolai: "···"

'Rain Falling City' looked up in the direction of the Holy Monarch and said, "Okay, little guy, come with me to kill the Holy Monarch, without your snake sword, he shouldn't be able to die, right?" ”

Wang Xiaolai nodded blankly.

'The rain fell on the city' and walked towards the holy king empty-handed.

Wang Xiaolai hurriedly followed behind.

Looking at the 'rain falling city' wrapped in the strong light, Wang Xiaolai suddenly remembered the words of his other doppelganger, Zhao Guang.

"The strength of Yuluo City is unfathomable, if you have to judge his strength, it should only be described in one word."

"That is, God!"

Wang Xiaolai didn't understand what this sentence meant, especially when he reached the height of Yuluo City, he felt that Yuluo City was like this, how could he reach the height of God?

However, now seeing this complete 'Rain Falling City', Wang Xiaolai suddenly felt that if there were really gods in the world, it would probably be the level of 'Rain Falling City'.

'Rain Falling City' walked up to the Holy Monarch step by step and looked at him with a smile.

Although the height of the 'Rain Falling City' is only eight feet, and he looks like a dwarf in front of the seven-zhang tall Holy Monarch, under the strong light, it gives Wang Xiaolai a kind of 'Rain Falling City' and the height of the sky, relatively speaking, the Holy Monarch is a dwarf.

"You, who are you..." When the Holy Monarch asked this, his voice trembled a little.

'Rain Falling City' smiled: "What? You don't know me, uncle? Uncle said, today, I want to kill the gods, Holy Monarch, you still have to show all your strength, otherwise, you will die in an instant. ”

When the 'rain fell into the city' said this, the Holy Monarch was furious and shouted angrily, "Damn you. ”

Anger returned to anger, but the Holy Monarch still felt the dangerous aura on the 'Rainfall City', and he didn't dare to slack off, so he used all his strength and punched the 'Rainfall City'.

A punch landed on the cheek of the 'Rain Falling City', which was like a stone statue and did not move.

On the contrary, 'Rain Falling City' smiled and said, "Is the power of the gods so small? Or is it that I'm too strong, uncle? ”

The Holy Monarch glared for a moment, he had indeed used all his strength just now, how could it be.

'Rainfall City' gently put his hand on the fingers of the Holy Monarch that had fallen on his face, and then broke it out with a smile.

This kind of strength, from the outsider's point of view, as long as the Holy Monarch can break away at will.

However, the Holy Monarch had sweat on his face, and he still couldn't stop the action of 'Rain Falling City'.

Easily broke the Saint's arm, and 'Rain Falling City' smiled happily: "What did I say? ”

As he spoke, he gently put his hand on the Holy Monarch's chest, and then said, "I heard that you are the strongest on the surface, right?" ”

There was a frightened look on Shengjun's face, he felt fear in his heart, and couldn't help but beg for mercy: "No, don't..."

'Rain Falling City' sighed: "What did you say? Louder, I didn't hear it, uncle? ”

"No, don't, please, please go around my life~~~" At the moment of life and death, the holy monarch couldn't care about his face, and opened his mouth to beg for mercy loudly.

'Rain Falling City' looked up at the sky and laughed uncontrollably.

As he laughed, the wind blew and lightning thundered.

The five fingers of 'Rain Falling City' were slightly forced, and the fingers that the Holy Monarch was holding shattered into flesh.

'Rain Falling City' narrowed his eyes: "As a god, how can you beg for mercy from an ant?" You mean, God-sama? ”

The Holy Monarch was already speechless, and seeing this, the 'Rain Falling City' also let go of the Holy Monarch's meat-like fingers.

Kneeling on the ground, the Holy Monarch held his fingers, and cold sweat broke out on his head.

'Rain Falling City' raised one hand in front of his chest, then flipped it over and pressed down gently.

With the movement of the 'Rainfall City', the Saint Monarch's eyes widened, watching his body bend downward, and finally, his head was buried deep in the ground, right at the feet of the 'Rainfall City'.

Slowly raising one foot, 'Rain Falling City' stepped on the back of the Holy Monarch's head, and sneered: "God? Hehe. God? Ha ha! ”

There was no shame in the Holy Monarch's heart, he just wanted to save his life.

'Rain Falling City' was not polite, and the foot that stepped on the back of the Holy Monarch's head moved away, kicked the Holy Monarch's head, and kicked his seven-zhang body into the air.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaolai opened his mouth and was about to shout to stop, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he made a move in the air, and in the air, the body of the Holy Monarch who flew upside down was firmly held in the palm of his hand by the 'Rain Falling City'.

Immediately after, the 'Rain Falling City' pulled its hand back, and the Holy Monarch's body flew again and fell to the ground.

Looking at the Holy Monarch lying on the ground, only frightened, but without the slightest sense of resistance, 'Rain Falling City' shook his head: "Poor God. ”

As he spoke, he raised his head to Wang Xiaolai.

Wang Xiaolai was stunned, he had not yet recovered from the shock of the strength of the 'Rain Falling City'.

Seeing that Wang Xiaolai didn't move, 'Yuluo City' smiled: "What, little guy, don't you do it?" ”

was reminded by the 'rain falling city', Wang Xiaolai reacted at this time, and hurriedly raised the snake sword and aimed it at the center of the holy monarch's eyebrows.

The Holy Monarch's eyes widened: "No, no, don't!" Master, have you forgotten, I, we are three souls in one! ”

Wang Xiaolai's expression was silent: "In the future, your soul will be sealed in this snake sword, and I have nothing to do with you." ”

Wang Xiaolai didn't talk nonsense, and a sword fell, directly piercing the forehead of the Holy Monarch.

The snake slashing sword seemed to suddenly have a soul, frantically absorbing the consciousness of the Holy Monarch.

For half an hour, the snake slashing sword changed from snow to cold, and the sword body turned crimson.

The emerald set on the hilt of the sword also turned black.

But if you look closely, it is not difficult to see that among the gems, there is a soul with a body of several feet trapped in it, roaring incessantly.

With a brush, Wang Xiaolai took out the snake sword from the corpse of the Holy Monarch, glanced at the corpse of the Holy Monarch that had turned into a dry corpse, thought about it, raised his left hand, aimed at the body of the Holy Monarch, a ball of white light shot out, and with a bang, the corpse of the Holy Monarch turned into ashes and dissipated.

After doing this, Wang Xiaolai looked back at the 'Rain Falling City' and said, "Old Yu, thank you this time... old rain, what's wrong with you!! ”

Wang Xiaolai was talking, the strong light on the 'Rain Falling City' was even stronger, and he shook his hand: "No, it's nothing, it's you, how to deal with the rest of these strangers?" ”

Wang Xiaolai looked back at those strangers and snorted: "They are here to exterminate Sui Yang, two hatreds in one day, three rivers and four seas, how can they let it go?" ”

'Rain Falling City' looked at the snake sword in Wang Xiaolai's hand again: "Then what are you going to do with this sword?" ”

Wang Xiaolai smiled and handed the snake sword to 'Yuluo City': "It's not appropriate to deal with it, I think it's best to give it to you." ”

'Rain Falling City' laughed, took it in his hand, looked at it twice, and then threw it into the air, and the sword flew rapidly in the direction of the Stargazing Palace.

Wang Xiao came to see the 'rain falling in the city'.

'Rain Falling City' said, "Is there a safer place in the world than the Temple of the Stars?" ”

Wang Xiaolai smiled after hearing this, and looked at the strangers who were all scared and stupid when they saw the Holy Monarch being killed, he waved his hand and said to Hongxiang: "Sister, borrow a sword." ”