The hurricane blew endlessly, and even the soul could not get rid of this pressure, and the god put under the wing of Zakhaneas, countless undead lost their bones, and only one breath of soul fire was left to the ground, trembling constantly.

"Do you want to resist, Gregory, and you will fully understand the meaning of the grasshopper shaking the tree. The god will ask in a loud voice.

A god-to-god battle is about to begin, and the king of the underworld has divine powers, even though he does not have a godhead.

The two Nether Bone Dragon Kings flew out of the mountain range first, extremely fast, and in the huge skeleton, black mist was rolling, and the terrifying dark dragon breath was brewing in their chests. In the blink of an eye, the Bone Dragon King had come to Zakanaias's side and spewed dragon breath at him.

The arrogant god general's expression was awe-inspiring, floating motionless in the air, and he didn't even bother to glance at the Bone Dragon King from the afterglow of his eyes. Brian saw that the dark dragon's breath seemed to spray into an invisible wall, and the "wall" also had the effect of a mirror, and the large dragon's breath reflected back, enveloping the two bone dragon kings and drowning them.

"Roar! roar!" the thirty-meter-long Bone Dragon King howled, flapping his huge wings and scattering the dragon's breath, and they themselves suffered some damage, and their wings became tattered.

"Die!" the god shouted, and then something incomprehensible happened, the space seemed to break on the body of the Bone Dragon King, and the two Bone Dragon Kings were divided into several parts in unison, except for the skull, the rest of the parts were planted on the ground, smashing up a few clouds of smoke and dust.

Zakanaias stretched out his big hand and grabbed the two skulls, as if grasping two white beads, and then clenched his fist, and the ninth-level bone dragon king turned into powder, and at the same time, their soul fire was completely extinguished.

"What else? Gregory, though. "The Divine General doesn't seem to be in a hurry to destroy the Ninth King, and wants to make fun of him.

Gregory, who remained foggy, chanted the incantation aloud, the incantation was so long that Brian felt that it had been a full ten minutes. On the ground, a meat grinder with no end in sight came out, these five-meter-high meat grinders continued to gather, and you could see the blood plasma surging, the juice bursting out, and finally, the 100,000 meat grinders turned into a flesh and blood blurred skull, which was several times larger than the god general, and it opened its huge mouth of blood basin and swallowed Zakanaias.

The Gathering Blood Skeleton did not encounter any obstacles, and easily "ate" the god general, and countless small faces bulged out from the skeleton's big head, each of which was so evil and hateful, and was chanting a spell. Feelings of depravity, evil, hatred, and weakness filled the entire space, and the souls on earth felt deeply uncomfortable and let out a ghostly howl.

If there is no soul, there will be no sound, and in fact, the underworld is full of screams of resentment and resentment at the moment, and the undead are unwilling to die in the body, and they all vent it.

A golden light shot out from the top of the Aggregate Blood Skull's head, followed by a second, and with each light it appeared, it would pierce a small face, turning into dark green pus, flowing to the ground. The blood skeleton felt frightened, each of its little faces, showing a frightened expression, these emotions could not stop the destruction, more and more light, the frequency of appearance became faster and faster, and then it was not clear at all, only to see a ball of light thorn flickering violently, 100,000 rays of light shattered the blood skeleton, the god will be safe and sound, his golden wings, not stained with a little dirt.

On the ground, a dark green river of pus was formed!

"It's time to get some real work, Gregory. Zakanaias rose above the black mist and said sarcastically.

"I curse you, St. Ossidine!" the Ninth King shouted, the black mist churning, and phantoms flew out in all directions.

"Do you want to run away with a clone, Gregory, is that too naïve?"

The god shook his body, the golden light on his body became stronger, the feathers on his wings shook off, and each feather became huge, chasing after the clone of the ninth king, and enveloping the phantom.

"Hahahaha, how many doppelgangers do you have, I have as many feathers as I have, I didn't expect that the king of the underworld is a bad seed, and he doesn't even have the courage to fight?"

The black mist slowly dissipated, and the last cloud turned into an inky black sword surging with dark red light, shooting towards the heart of the god general.

Zakanaias spread out his arms, looking indifferent, letting the black sword's speed surge, and sighed: "You're finally here, I can be quiet for a while." ”

Unexpectedly, when the black sword was about to approach the god general, it suddenly folded upwards and rushed straight to the sky, Zakhanaias reacted, retracted all his wings between breaths, and chased towards Gregory: "Stop me, you can't destroy the spatial barrier!"

"Do you have times when you are afraid, Lord God?" Gregory retorted, "and when I die, let him flood the sky!"

The Ninth King slammed into the barrier with a loud bang, as if the entire underworld was shaking, and the sky took on a large golden-purple hexagonal lattice, and the connecting lines between the lattices stretched and bent, and finally did not break. After a few seconds, the golden-purple lattice disappeared into the sky, and the dome returned to its original color, looking so dignified and gray.

"It's dangerous!" Zakhaneas's breathing became much shorter and heavier, but in the end, the disaster he feared did not happen, otherwise he would not have been forgiven by St. Ossidine.

The god will feel extremely tired, and in disgust, he will flap his wings in disgust, turn into golden clouds, and burrow into the whirlpool.

Brian should be glad that at the moment when Zakhanaias just left, the orb that imprisoned the soul happened to dissipate, and this orb completely cut off all perception, otherwise the gods would inevitably be aware of the existence of the platinum soul.

Senior, who didn't know why, had a particularly sad feeling in his soul, he felt that the Ninth King seemed to stare at it before he fell, and this glance contained countless words, and when Gregory stared over, Senior's forgiveness at that moment, forgave him for his betrayal of the underworld.

Perhaps, no matter how hard you try, no matter how you use your mind, the undead will not be able to escape the fate of destruction after all!

Seniors looked at the sky, wondering if one day they would have to hit the spatial barrier, if they had become kings and didn't break through it, would there be any point in surviving next?

The scattered soul fires on the earth are rising, and they gradually regain their instincts, and begin to scatter, looking for the skeleton, the underworld, and become cold and calm again.