The sea of fire disappeared, and Ye Cuo's expression was calm, it didn't seem like a fierce battle on the battlefield, but like a walk in his own back garden, stepping on the surging waves, walking with the waves.

"It's time for the game to end! Chris, come out and die!"

Ye Cuo's unhurried voice reached the ears of all the people watching the battle through various media. It's just that half a minute after Ye Cuo's voice fell, Chris's shadow still didn't appear.

"Chris actually escaped?"

"That's too cowardly, isn't it?"

Ye Cuo frowned, a disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, the sea surface within a range of several thousand meters, and under the sea surface, was completely in his senses.

"You think you'll be able to escape?"

It didn't take long for Ye Cuo to suddenly chuckle, because he had already found Chris's traces, and without any more nonsense, his body moved, spanning thousands of meters, and instantly appeared above Chris.

Then, Ye Cuo did not hesitate and blasted down with a punch.

Under the surface of the sea, Chris was moving his body slowly in order not to attract Ye Cuo's attention, but at this time, he didn't know when, his body had recovered as before.

When Ye Cuo appeared above, Chris sensed the coming crisis, and he knew that his speed could not match Ye Cuo, so he could only give up the idea of escaping.

Rumble!

Ye Cuo smashed his fist into the sea, which immediately stirred up a shocking wave.

A few hundred meters away, Chris's figure finally reappeared in everyone's sight.

"Yellow Pig, I didn't expect your life to be so big, you actually escaped my sneak attack!" Chris hung on the sea, looking at Ye Cuo with some surprise.

"Huh...... With your little tricks, you think you can hide from me? Even if I stand still and let you sneak attack, you won't be able to kill me!"

"On the contrary, if I attack at random, you will be shattered into thousands of pieces, I don't know how many times your immortal body can be recovered?"

"It seems that he also guessed that every time I regained my physical body, I would become a little weaker......"

Chris Xiang, knowing that he couldn't waste any more time, decided to give Ye Cuo the final blow, and if he still couldn't kill it, or hit Ye Cuo hard, he would immediately slip away.

"No matter how many times you can recover, your immortal body is just a joke, you are still vulnerable in front of me!"

"Really?"

Chris looked at Ye Cuo, secretly mobilized all his strength, and prepared to give Ye Cuo a fatal blow, when he attacked Ye Cuo just now, he was ready to use this trick, just because it was just the afterimage of Ye Cuo, and he was worried that Ye Cuo would take the opportunity to sneak attack, so he hid in the sea.

"Chris, you've made me lose interest, so ......"

"You can die!"

Ye Cuo's voice fell, and the surging power in his body instantly turned into a powerful and monstrous attack, killing Chris.

"Humph!"

After Chris snorted coldly, the core energy of his body was concentrated in one place, and finally like a missile, it bombarded Ye Cuo.

Chris's attack hit Ye Cuo, sending Ye Cuo's body back a hundred meters, but it didn't hurt him.

And Ye Cuo's fist smashed directly into Chris's abdomen, directly smashing out a big hole.

"It's useless, I'm immortal, you can't kill me!" Chris said confidently.

"Really?" Ye Cuo looked at Chris with a sneering face at a distance of 100 meters.

"Let's get it over!" Ye Cuo's faint voice sounded in Chris's ears.

Chris was about to speak, when his face suddenly changed drastically, and he found that an abnormal, terrifying flame appeared in his body, which instantly burned in his body.

"It's ...... That kind of flame just now!"

If it was an ordinary flame, Chris was not worried at all, but he had already had a deep understanding of the power of this flame just now, so he knew what the consequences of the flame burning in his body would be.

However, it was already too late, and Chris tried everything to extinguish the flames, but the flames were completely under Ye Cuo's control, and everything he did except fear was in vain.

"This is the flame of the Eight Ancient Lights, and you want to extinguish it too?" Ye Cuo sneered, his face mocking.

Just now, he had already determined that the Eight Scenes of Ancient Lanterns was the nemesis of Chris's immortal body, and if he shattered Chris's corpse into thousands of pieces, he might not be able to burn it all in one fire.

If the flames were allowed to burn out of Chris's body, Chris would definitely be powerless to block the power of the Eight Scenes Ancient Lantern, which was a method that Ye Cuo had come up with with great difficulty.

And Ye Cuo is also very satisfied with this method, because in doing so, while killing Chris, he can not expose his true strength.

"No!"

Chris shouted hoarsely, unable to stop the flames from burning his body, he could only watch as he was quickly consumed by the flames.

"Ye Cuo, please let me go......" Chris, who only had one head left, had a pleading look in his eyes.

"Hehe, do you think it's possible?" Ye Cuo sneered, unmoved.

"Ahh

Chris's screams were turned to their highest level, then faded until they died down completely.

"It should be completely dead, right?" Ye Cuo withdrew the strange fire into the Eight Scenes Ancient Lamp, looked at Chris's original position, there was nothing at this time, and smiled slightly.

"Yes! From now on, there will be no such person in this world!" said the bad old man with certainty.

Chris is dead, Ye is laughing, but many people can't laugh, and their faces are even ten times more ugly than a dead person.

At this time, although there were quite a few people in the conference room of the White House, no one spoke, and even the sound of breathing disappeared, and the entire conference room was silent.

After the silence lasted for half a minute, Smith was also a person on the God List after all, and he had also created a God List master, and his endurance was naturally much stronger than others, so he was the first person to recover from the shock.

"Chris is dead like that?" Smith stared at the screen, looking at the smiling Ye Cuo, an old face that was extremely ugly.

"How could he not die?" Smith roared.

Smith's roaring voice woke up the people in the conference room who were staring blankly at the screen, first you look at me, I look at you, and finally all eyes were on the president.

"What do we do now, Your Excellency?" an official asked, after a moment's hesitation.

The president's eyes looked at the red button, then at Ye Cuo on the screen, and his gaze returned to the red button.

Again and again, his gaze moved back and forth between the red button and Ye Cuo's figure, and he couldn't wait to slap directly on the red button, so that Ye Cuo didn't even have scum left. However, he knew how serious the consequences would be if he did this, so he struggled in his heart and couldn't make a decision.

In less than ten seconds, the president felt as if an incomparably long time had passed, and finally took a deep breath, then exhaled his breath and looked at everyone: "I decided to ......"

(End of chapter)