Chapter 1527: The Winner Lives, the Loser Dies

Only by feeling a hundred avenues can you become a god king.

And the god king also has a symbolic point, that is, he has a primordial god.

Communicate heaven and earth with the primordial spirit, control the power of eternity, manipulate the will of heaven and earth with a wave of his hand, and create his own world, such a means is so against the sky.

Although the Xuanfeng God King has not been able to create his own God King Realm because of the breakthrough not long ago, it is still strong and terrifying, and it is not something that Zhang Jian can resist.

With a slight finger, Zhang Jian was knocked out, like a fly.

"One sword breaks ten thousand laws. ”

A sword that pierced the sky struck the sky.

Zhang Jian carried the magic wings of the cicada on his back and cast this sword with extreme speed.

The sword was brilliant to the extreme, as if it had broken through the void of the universe.

At that moment, in everyone's eyes, there was only the sword light that cut through the sun and the moon.

"Click. ”

When Zhang Jian slashed out with a sword.

In the void, cyan thunder and lightning exploded out of thin air, the demonic qi was stirring, and the endless sword qi was intertwined, and even the light of the sun was obscured under this sword.

Countless people looked up, and at this moment, they could only see that there was darkness in the sky, and only a sword light was left to pierce the sun and moon, slashing through the sky, as if the primeval gods had split the blades of chaos.

This sword is the strongest sword that Zhang Jian can use at present.

"I can't help myself!"

However, in the face of Zhang Jian's earth-shattering sword, the Xuanfeng God King stood in place, with a mocking look on his face.

"Bang dang. ”

The Xuanfeng God King didn't move. But when the sword light invaded within a hundred zhang of him, it was like a piece of glass smashed on steel, and suddenly shattered.

It's like a water glass hitting the ground and bursting.

Sting.

At that moment, countless sword lights that seemed to be splashed out of clear water shot out in all directions, piercing through layer after layer of void and turning thousands of miles into a sword domain storm.

Many gods and demons were directly pierced by the sword light and died, which shows how terrifying this sword is.

However, it couldn't hurt the Xuanfeng God King in the slightest.

"The realm of the god king, the surrounding world is a realm of its own, with your sword, you also want to cut the world?"

The Xuanfeng God King looked disdainful, and directly ignored Zhang Jian's power, as if tickling.

The God King Realm can create the world, although he has not yet created the God King Realm, but he has condensed the Baizhang Realm, like a world prototype.

No matter how strong Zhang Jian's strength is, he can't cut through a world.

Even if it's just a prototype of the world.

"Show me what you got from that sun, and let me see if I can save your life. ”

The divine wind around the Xuanfeng God King roared, as if he was no longer in this time and space, he stared at Zhang Jian with a cold gaze.

It's like a cat playing with a dying mouse.

Zhang Jian gritted his teeth and said nothing, he was full of demonic energy.

"Eight-armed upside down!"

"One sword breaks ten thousand laws!"

"Forbidden Magic: Absolute Destruction!"

"Golden Crow Claw!"

A powerful magical power swayed out from Zhang Jian's hand, the demonic energy was rolling, the light was shocking, and the terrifying fluctuations pierced the void, making the sun and moon dim and chaos surging.

However, Zhang Jian harnessed the incomparably powerful divine power again and again, wielding the Demon Appearance and the Divine Sword to attack the Xuanfeng Divine King.

But the Xuanfeng God King just looked at him indifferently, and as soon as he raised his hand, waved his palm, and with a divine power, he easily crushed Zhang Jian.

From beginning to end, he didn't even use his supernatural powers.

His Baizhang Realm is like an invincible place, and all of Zhang Jian's means cannot pass through, and his efforts are in vain.

"It's useless, Nine Demons, if you don't enter the God King Realm, you will never know the strength of this realm, your strength is tantamount to an ant to me, I only need to raise my hand lightly, I can crush you. ”

The Xuanfeng God King looked at Zhang Jian coldly and smiled indifferently.

"It seems that you got a piece of the bone of Tianzun, it is still a rare Golden Crow powerhouse, yes, very good, in order to thank you for sending the Golden Crow Divine Bone, I decided to give you a happy one. ”

The corners of the Xuanfeng Divine King's mouth curled, and he stretched out his right hand and touched it gently.

"Whew. ”

The void seemed to rise out of thin air, a mighty and mighty divine wind as long as 100,000 zhang, blowing out, and the void was broken, pulling out a long trace, as if the sky had suddenly been split.

The kamikaze looked ordinary, but many gods and demons who were fighting fiercely were accidentally caught up in it.

The gods and demons with the strength of the small god realm turned into dry bones on the spot, and the gods were destroyed.

Even those gods and demons of the Great God Realm were seriously injured in an instant, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

This is just the aftermath, for Zhang Jian, who is in the wind, he feels as if his body is about to be blown away.

The flame of his life will be extinguished at any time.

"Wind of Annihilation!"

Zhang Jian took out the six-leaf corpse rotting flower, and suddenly the wind of annihilation roared, and Zhang Jian wanted to break the wind with the wind.

"Huh, the breath of Tianzun, I didn't expect you to have so many treasures of Tianzun, but unfortunately, in front of my divine wind, everything will be shattered. ”

The Xuanfeng God King felt the breath of the Heavenly Demon's head in the Six-Leaf Corpse Rotting Flower, and immediately sighed lightly.

But I didn't care.

The kamikaze roared out like a dragon, tearing everything apart.

The invincible wind of annihilation, this time it was directly exploded, and it instantly dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Not good!"

Zhang Jian's face changed greatly, and a sense of crisis exploded in his heart at this time.

In an instant, his demonic qi rolled, and he submerged into the wings of the cicada, and suddenly his speed surged, turning into a shock, and he quickly fled.

"This magic weapon is very good, but unfortunately, you can't escape!"

Seeing Zhang Jian flee quickly, the Xuanfeng God King was slightly surprised, but he didn't care.

The speed of the Heavenly Cicada Demon Wing is indeed amazing, but it is only in the realm of the God King.

In the face of the god king and the strong, he was powerless.

Suddenly, the divine wind turned into a wind dragon, landed at the feet of the Xuanfeng God King, and directly roared out with the Xuanfeng God King, chasing after Zhang Jian.

As for the war in the material land, the Xuanfeng God King believed that these 700,000 divine troops would definitely be able to hold it.

Moreover.

It didn't take much time for him to hunt down Zhang Jian.

When he kills Zhang Jian and comes back, it is enough to dominate the battlefield.

Thinking of this, he did not hesitate to chase after Zhang Jian.

At this time, in the material field, the god-killing army was fighting frantically, and the demonic energy was rolling, like a demon coming out of hell.

"Kill, Lord Nine Demons are delaying time for us, we must set foot here!"

Meng Zhong roared angrily, and the sword in his hand erupted with unprecedented demonic power, as if an ancient demon god had reappeared and wanted to slaughter millions of living beings.

And behind him, the 600,000 god-killing army all burst out into shouts, and the ferocity was even more fierce.

Because they knew that all of this was won by Zhang Jian for them to lure away the Xuanfeng God King.

Every minute counts.

"The Godslayer Army, we will win!"

With a roar of rage, the Godslayer advanced again, breaking through the battle line of the material field and advancing inward.

The dark night, the killing and the death, are constantly staged.

This is a life-and-death struggle, and there is no way back but to move forward.

Because the winner lives, and the loser dies.

They have to win.