"Time rift. "www.biquge.info The Emperor of the Three Thousand Courtyards was tired of the endless thunder and lightning and storms, and with a flip of his right hand, the time hourglass appeared in his hand, and the hourglass reversed, and the time in a radius of hundreds of meters had passed at a speed of ten million times.

Time is the most terrible weapon, and no person or thing can resist the passage of time, not even gods.

With the passage of time 10,000 times the speed of seconds, the storm dissipated, the lightning extinguished, and the surrounding space decayed, and a crack hundreds of meters large appeared, carrying an indestructible momentum, sweeping everything.

"What a violent teenager!"

The storm condensed, revealing Melka's tall body, and at this moment, his steely body was covered with scars, as if he had been slashed by countless swords, and blood was dripping with blood.

"However, with your magic power, how many times can such a terrifying attack be played, let the old man try it! Haha......"

Yagrush and Aymur appeared in Merka's hands, and after the previous delay, the power of the two bullets had been exhausted, and he easily summoned them back.

"Hunt lions, hunt dragons, honor of warriors, fly in the sky! Destroyer Yagrush? Aymur！ Gallop, dance, sweep everything! ”

With the spirit of words, the mighty storm converged into a tornado tens of meters high, rolling up sand and gravel and uprooting giant trees. In the thick black clouds, bucket-thick thunderbolts fell down, intertwining into a net, enveloping the Three Thousand Courtyard Emperors in it.

And that's not the end of it, the first stick, Yagrush, is wrapped in a blast of wind, flying up, down, left and right, changing its position, and can attack from any angle. Another stick, Aymur, wrapped around lightning bolts, struck from above at the speed of light.

"One Bullet."

Looking at the incoming weapon, the Three Thousand Yuan Emperor sped up his time by thousands of times, and also galloped at the speed of light, but Yagrush and Aymur were like long eyes, firmly locking on him, no matter how they dodged, they could accurately find his location.

Moreover, Melka has clearly learned the lesson of last time, and the weapon is wrapped in wind and lightning, and it is not so easy to hit again.

"Eight bullets."

The Three Thousand Courtyard Emperor's eyes froze, and he fired two shots in succession, summoning two past reappearances with this 70% defense power, blocking in front of and behind him.

Since it was the same person, Merka's weapon did not choose to bypass it, but directly hit the two recurrent body gods.

A dull sound sounded, and the rebody was shattered all over the cracks under the bombardment of the weapon. Although the reproduction body was shattered, the weapon also ran out of power, and it was almost frozen in mid-air.

"Five bullets."

The shadow power of the Engraved Emperor melted into the body of the spear, and as the bullet hit Melka's weapon, it directly sealed the memory of the weapon's owner.

After doing all this, the chest of the Three Thousand Yuan Emperor rose and fell slightly, and after actual combat, he realized that it was simply delusional to be able to fully exert the power of the Emperor Keke if he had enough life. Perhaps it is the consequence of the secret ritual, and if you want to exert the enhanced power of the Engraved Emperor, you must use mana.

Although his mana is vast compared to that of a magician, it is not much stronger than that of a god, especially at the god king level, which is only a lot more, and if it is a competition, he may die.

"Did you finally find out? Godslayer. "Merka is not in the slightest anxious to lose his weapon, he is the king of the gods, the great warrior, the strongest hunter of dragon slaying! Even if it loses its sharp minions, it is still a man-eating tiger.

"The old man has already felt it, on the island in front of him, there is the breath of the enemy, although it is very light, it is also your doppelganger! Is this a reliance to challenge this king and not die? It's a good idea for ordinary people or gods, but for us, if you lose your spell, those doppelgangers are just lambs to the slaughter, and distance is not a problem for gods at all. ”

"I've noticed this since the war." The Three Thousand Courtyard Emperor consumed a huge amount of mana, aimed at the space around his body and pulled the trigger, and a bullet poured out.

The speed of time within a radius of three meters surged a thousand times, and as soon as the thunder and lightning in the sky came into contact with the storm, the energy was rapidly consumed, and the power that fell on him was not a thousand, except for tearing his clothes, there was not even a trace left on his skin.

In this way, he braved the storm and thunder and lightning, and approached Merka ten meters in one step.

"Is it similar to the power of the newborn god killer who defeated the undefeated god of war?" Merka frowned, and then denied: "No, your power is not as limited as his, and it seems that it can be used unlimitedly?" Are you really a godslayer, not a mortal god? ”

"Yes and yes, don't you try it yourself? Time gives birth to all things, time destroys all things, in the name of the father of time, space is rotten! The Emperor of the Three Thousand Courtyards chanted the spirit of words, the hourglass of time in his hand shone brightly, and the invisible power unfolded, covering a radius of thousands of kilometers.

Click! Click!

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and the space within a kilometer cracked, forming countless large and small spatial cracks.

"It's this trick again, the same trick is used twice in front of the old man, isn't it too underestimating me?" Melka palmed his palm to the sky, the sky distorted, turned into an invisible shield, blocked in front of the crack, and laughed: "Don't forget, the old man is still the god of the sky." ”

The spatial rift slammed into the barrier formed by the distortion of the sky, easily tearing dozens of ways. But the barrier is endless, and every time one is torn apart, a new one is created.

"I haven't forgotten that." The clock of time in the left eye of the Emperor of the Three Thousand Courtyards was frantically reversed, and the Emperor of Engraving behind him magnified dozens of times, and the huge body of the bell appeared in the sky, which was clearly visible from dozens of miles away.

He aimed the gun at the "Nine" of the Carved Emperor, and a shadow of time drilled into the body of the gun, aiming it at the eye of the clock and firing.

As the power of the Grave Emperor poured into his body, his consciousness seemed to transcend space and connect with the consciousness of countless different times. He directly filtered the consciousness of the past and the present, linked himself to the next hour, and shared memories.

In the middle of the night, the Emperor of the Three Thousand Yuan opened his eyes, and the spear of Longinus appeared in his hand at the beckon, and his body moved, spanning hundreds of meters, and appeared in front of the Merca barrier, and a shot was fired.

The barrier shattered like fragile glass.

Following the cracks that exploded, he dodged and rushed in front of Melka, stabbing him in the chest like lightning.

"Spear of Fate?" Merka showed a look of surprise, his body regained fifteen meters tall, and his palm, the size of a house, grabbed at the Three Thousand Yuan Emperor.

"One Bullet." The figure of the Three Thousand Courtyard Emperor flashed and appeared in front of Melka's eyes, level with his forehead, and the residual mana was frantically poured into the body of the spear, and the spear of Longinus instantly became dozens of times larger.

The body of the spear, which was tens of meters long, emitted terrifying mana fluctuations, and the air emitted an overwhelming squeak, resulting in a serious distortion.

"Kill." The Three Thousand Yuan Emperors held their guns in both hands, stabbed them out with great force, and stabbed Merka in the head with lightning speed.

The steely body resembles fragile tofu under the godkiller's spear, shattering to the touch, and Melka's head can easily be pierced under Longinus's god-killing properties.

"It's worthy of being the old man's enemy, this time it's you who won." Merka's huge palm that was about to grasp the Three Thousand Courtyard Emperor fell weakly, and his body turned into a point of light and dissipated in the air.

"It's really exciting to fight with the God King level."

Seeing this, the Three Thousand Courtyard Emperors felt dizzy due to the exhaustion of their mana, and their eyes went black and fell from the sky.

Just as he was about to land, a figure flashed and caught him steadily.