The elven goddess, reigning over the world, exudes a monstrous flame that makes the elves surrender and is worthy of the name of the gods.

Even if it was just a wisp of will, it was powerful and terrifying, looking down at the night that was lying in the pit below, bleeding from its mouth.

Yechen's fingers moved, and he lay in the pit, his eyes open, and suddenly he smiled faintly.

"Goddess!" Yechen murmured softly, "worthy of the power of the gods, it is terrifyingly excessive. But that's just the case. So today, Lao Tzu is really going to slaughter the gods. ”

The Great Elder suddenly appeared and shouted excitedly, "Presumptuous, lowly Terran, even dare to speak wildly!"

At this moment, with the power of the gods, the resentment that Yechen had inflicted on him before broke out in full force at this moment, and he seemed to be full of spirit and happiness.

"The demon who blasphemes the goddess deserves to go to hell!" said an elven old man viciously.

Countless fierce gazes pierced Yechen, like a sharp sword to pierce Yechen.

From the moment the elven goddess descended, Yechen became the enemy of the entire elven race.

"God Butcher!" the goddess murmured softly, her words full of disdain, "Terran, what an unforgivable thing, thinking about whimsical things all day long. ”

As soon as the words fell, the goddess stretched out her finger and pointed at the night below.

The cyan rainbow fell like a meteor and smashed into the location of Yechen.

"Boom!" Yechen was smashed squarely, and for a while the smoke and dust were filled, and the originally beautiful royal capital, the entire corner disappeared, but fortunately, the elves ran fast before, and there were no elves around Yechen.

The dust slowly dissipated, and a figure slowly walked out of the dust, becoming clearer and clearer.

He held a large scale in his right hand, and the emerald green light on his body burned and shook outside his body like a green flame.

When he saw his appearance clearly, an old man exclaimed, "This demon is not dead yet!"

Not only is Yechen not dead, but at this moment, his face is ruddy and he looks extremely healthy.

With the healing of life force, this injury was nothing to Yechen.

"What is this?" the goddess stared at the mysterious scales in Yechen's hand, as if she was very surprised, and even Yechen felt the horror in her words.

"Do you know it?" said Yechen, lifting the mysterious scales in his hand.

"No, it can't be. The goddess shook her head and sneered, "I must have read it wrong." ”

"What did you see wrong?" Yechen continued.

"Hmph!" said the goddess with a sneer, "why should a dying man know so much. ”

Yechen nodded, then put away the scales in his hand, and said lightly: "It's okay, he captured your deity every day, and I will naturally have many ways for you to say it." ”

With a grasp of the void in his right hand, black light emerged, and the magic sword was once again held in Yechen's hand, and then he stepped in the void, walking towards the elf goddess step by step.

"Life force, humble human race, are you the goddess of life of faith?" This time, the words of the elf goddess actually carried a sense of inquiry, as if she cared about the goddess of life.

"No!" the elven goddess muttered to herself, "You can't be a believer in the goddess of life, you despicable human beings have cultivated the power that belongs to the goddess of life privately. I will destroy you today!"

"Die!" Yechen's body suddenly flew above the elven goddess, and the magic sword glowed with a dark yellow light, slashing down at the elven goddess.

The goddess looked up at Yechen and said softly, "Haven't you realized it yet? His left hand poked out, and the cyan air shield popped open.

Yechen held the magic sword in his hand, and was once again bounced out by the energy, and the person flew upside down in the sky.

At the same time, the goddess suddenly turned her head and saw a black figure above her head, wearing a hideous mask, also holding a magic sword in both hands, looking down fiercely.

The magic sword swept through the sky with a brilliant light, and it was about to crush the goddess.

"Damn!" the goddess shouted in a low voice, hastily casting her aura shield to block the underside of the magic sword.

The magic sword slashed at the air cover, and this time, the two sides were evenly matched.

The goddess's right hand flicked slightly, and another blow to the goddess's hand attacked, and the power of the mighty shore emerged, slamming on Lan Wen's chest, blasting her away.

Behind the goddess, Yechen's body was wrapped in blue light, and the injury just now was recovering rapidly, shooting like a cannonball, and the magic sword slashed towards the goddess's waist.

"Divine sword!" Yechen shouted.

At this moment, the sword light was surprisingly bright, as if it condensed the brilliance of the sky.

"Boom!" The magic sword collided with the cyan air shield, and it let out a violent roar, and Yechen flew backwards again, but the light and shadow of the goddess finally stopped standing, but took three steps backwards in the sky.

The sword light in the sky surged and strangled towards the goddess.

"Carving insect skills!" the goddess sneered, her right hand waved slightly, and the endless sword shadows were shattering one after another.

In the shadow of the sword, Lan Wen rushed out again, and the nameless sword technique swept through the sky, slashing at the throat of the elf goddess.

"When!" The elf goddess's left finger flicked lightly, flicking on the magic sword, the magic sword was shaken open, and the sword body grazed the elf goddess's face, and then the elf goddess's left hand turned into a palm and slapped forward.

The cyan light surged on Lan Wen's chest, and her body was slapped away again.

Behind the goddess, the shadow of the sword fills the air.

Yechen returned to the back of the elven goddess again, the magic sword sword light was agitated, and a dense rain of arrows pierced the goddess's back.

The goddess turned around and slapped her right hand, her fingers flicking in the void, making a "jingle bell" sound.

The light and shadow continued to bloom, the goddess's fingers kept popping out, and Yechen's magic sword was knocked on the ground with a "ding dong" sound, holding the magic sword in the sky and constantly retreating.

The power of the elven goddess was too strong, and every time Yechen's magic sword collided with his fingers, the arm of this sword couldn't help but tremble.

After sixteen consecutive hits, the elven goddess's hand slammed forward.

A magic sword came out from the side, blocking the goddess's palm, Lan Wen's magic sword collided with the goddess's palm, defusing this attack for Yechen.

Lan Wen's body took three steps back in the sky, and the goddess looked at Lan Wen and subconsciously exclaimed, "What strength!"

Yechen shook his arm that was numb from the shock, and then took another step, slashing forward with Lan Wen with two magic swords.

The sword light bloomed with dazzling light.

"What a trouble!" the goddess's right hand was raised, and a semicircular light shield appeared in front of Yechen and Lan Wen, and the magic sword slashed on the light mask.

"Bang!" The light mask burst like a bubble, and the powerful destructive force bombarded Yechen and Lan Wen's bodies, and the two of them were overturned and rolled in the sky.

Yechen spat blood from his mouth, and then his body was full of blue light again, recovering the injuries in his body, and then continued to kill the elf goddess with Lan Wen, and said hideously: "Lao Tzu will consume you to death!"

(End of chapter)