"Do you think I'm dead?"

A familiar voice rang out in everyone's heads, shuddering.

The next moment, a huge pillar of light appeared on the city wall, penetrating the sky completely, breaking through the void.

With a roar, the ground around him wrinkled like ripples, raising a cloud of sand and dust.

A huge coercion appeared from the pillar of light, suppressing everyone's hearts for a while.

The fierce beasts under the city obediently coiled up and wailed lowly.

In the distance, a figure the size of a hill also stopped advancing, standing in place, feeling the incomparably powerful power.

"Run! The evil god is alive! Suddenly, Li Ping shouted, and quickly ran towards the city wall, at this moment, he had cursed Zhao Ze hundreds of times in his heart.

If it weren't for Zhao Ze swearing that some gods were dead, would they just let it go, would Tang Yiyue and Wang Yi liquidate the faithful believers?

For a while, everyone was in an uproar, and screams came and went.

In the white light in the sky, on the city wall, dozens of high-level Shenyao and thousands of believers rushed to flee and swarm towards the city wall.

Regardless of whether the evil god is still alive or not, now that they know the true face of the evil god, in all fairness, if they were, they would never let anyone in the know live.

Their end is only death.

Zhao Ze sat on the ground, staring blankly at the pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, his mind was already stunned, wasn't the evil god dead?

Otherwise, he was suppressed in consciousness. How could a blocked memory suddenly appear, but now it seems.

The evil god is not in a life-and-death crisis, but on the verge of promotion.

He seems to have done something stupid...... It's just that at this point, regret is useless.

In the surging flow of people, Tang Yiyue and Wang Yi stood quietly in place, looking at the pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth.

Countless believers rubbed shoulders with them.

The two looked at each other, only a wry smile, and they came from that pillar of light. A huge force was felt, taking shape, once it appeared. Surely death.

At this moment, they were awakened by their hatred for Chu Zihan and their reason, which had been blinded by them.

Occur. Almost. It is necessary to let tens of thousands of believers die under the siege of foreign beasts, and a burst of self-blame swells in their hearts.

Maybe it's convenient for the evil gods to fight today.

Death only!

In the hearts of the two of them, there was a burst of relaxation, and even the martial arts will, which was only a rudimentary form, was finally condensed.

A pale cyan brilliance appeared on Tang Yiyue's body, a human shape five or six meters high. Slowly appeared behind Tang Yiyue.

Behind Wang Yi, emerged. A blood-colored murder knife, countless figures struggled painfully on the murder knife.

"It's just a death!" The two of them exerted force at the same time, kicked the ground with both feet, and instantly a large pit appeared on the ground of the bluestone slab.

Jumped directly onto the city wall, with a resolute face towards the pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth, and roared away.

The strong wind pressure generated by the extreme speed directly blew several believers around him around.

Life in the world is just a death, just to see if death is worthwhile!

It seemed that they were influenced by the two of them, and the surrounding believers also followed the pace of the two and roared towards the pillar of light.

Steel knife and sharp sword, no regrets!

Yuan Chang also understood that at this time, the evil gods were about to wake up, and they would definitely die by then, although they had cursed Zhao Ze thousands of times in their hearts.

But the hands still didn't stop, one by one, spells, hand duels, appeared in the shortest possible time, and the breeze appeared around him.

At last!

Howling hurricanes appeared around him, but they were all compressed into his hands as they approached him.

His eyes were cold, looking at the pillar of light that had penetrated through the sky, and he ruthlessly threw the wind blade compressed into his hand and threw it directly.

Countless fireballs, wind blades, water arrows, earth thorns, golden knives, roots, steel knives, sharp swords, and iron fists and fleshy palms blasted towards the pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth.

Either you die, or I die!

It doesn't matter about faith, race, or hatred, it just comes from the most primitive life and death choice, without any hesitation, although there are many of them who, before this, were Chu Zihan's followers.

But at this time, it is to let go of the gap, let go of hatred, and shoot together.

A roar resounded through the sky, and one after another sharp swords pierced the sky!

If you don't fight, you can only die!

The overwhelming spell obscured the sun and roared towards the pillar of light.

Countless strong men, carrying steel knives and sharp swords, just to cut off the pillar of light.

A roar, a roar, including the most primitive choice.

An understatement of voice, which appeared calmly, resounded through the earth, as if even the soul was frozen.

"Enough trouble?" With such an understatement.

A slender, white finger like jade grease gently stretched out a pillar of light, pointing at the countless whizzing spells in the sky.

Time seems to stand still, a second is like a thousand years, and the whole land loses its color.

Nothing collapsed, nothing destroyed, like a bubble, quietly shattered.

At the moment when all the spells were shattered, time also returned to normal.

Yuan Chang's face seemed to be frozen in shock, but the next moment, his flesh exploded, exploded into countless pieces, and countless Dharma cultivations all turned into flesh and blood in the sky at this moment, falling from the sky one after another.

Tang Yiyue and Wang Yi, countless believers, felt a chill in their souls the moment that finger appeared.

Even the body seems to be frozen.

In the distance, the powerful dryad, the moment that finger appeared, shrank directly into a ball, trembling lowly.

Coming from the coercion of the soul, this breath is even similar to the person who created it.

It's all so, unattainable.

At the statue of the lord, the white tiger has put away its laziness and arrogance at this moment, as if to welcome its master, lying low on the ground.

With all the respect he can think of, he shows his surrender.

It has nothing to do with strength, but the purest coercion in the depths of the soul, just like facing the master who created it, but it is much more powerful.

Tang Yiyue, Wang Yi, countless believers, stared blankly, the white and slender finger that was not like the world, and gently pointed towards them.

Slowly, they could only look feebly at the finger before finally coming to them.

Like sand, their flesh began to crumble, turning into countless particles, the finest dust and sand.

Disappear into this heaven and earth.

That pillar of light slowly disappeared, and along with that pillar of light, there was a range of hundreds of miles from the entire Divine Glory City.

The power of one finger destroys the world and destroys the world!

Dressed in white, with picturesque eyebrows and black hair like ink, slowly fluttering in the wind.

With cold eyes, he looked at the big pit under his feet, hundreds of miles, and sighed softly: "It's just an ant." (To be continued......)