The Holy Radiance Empire is bombarding the Killing Capital, and is carrying out a "brutal" slaughter of the Evil Soul Master, and Qian Chongling has also come to the end of the Hell Road with ease.

"Tang San, it's time to send you on your way!"

He looked at the endless river of blood in front of him and showed a grim smile.

As soon as the words fell, a deep black light emerged from Qian Chongling's palm, instantly condensing into a huge black energy ball.

The energy ball floated slowly and coercively in the air, and it exuded a terrifying aura, as if it was about to destroy the heavens and the earth at any time, making people dare not look at it directly.

As soon as Qianzhong Ling's wrist flipped, the black ball of energy smashed down towards the rushing river of blood with a thunderous sound.

Thundered!!!

A deafening loud bang came, and a monstrous wave was set off in the sea of blood, and countless blood and water were sprinkled down from the sky.

Huge waves were formed on this bloody sea, as if they were hideous blood dragons.

The black ball of energy was enough to destroy anything, and the boundless sea of blood, under this force, was almost completely evaporated, revealing the reddish-brown bottom of the river.

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In the Rakshasa altar in the Lost City, Tang San sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, and began to accept the inheritance of the Rakshasa God.

At the foot of the Rakshasa statue behind him, there was a dying and shriveled female body, and the originally gray Rakshasa statue also began to flicker with reddish-purple flames at this time.

Those blood mist that were originally wandering in the air also began to gradually condense at this moment, forming a huge blood cloud above Tang San's head.

These blood clouds are like fresh lives, slowly drifting.

There were constant bursts of mournful ghost crying wolf howls from the blood clouds, and the sound was filled with endless resentment and curses, making people's scalps tingle when they listened to it.

The succession to the Rakshasa throne has already begun, and it is a very complex project, and if something goes wrong, it will lead to failure.

Thundered!!!

At this moment, a violent roar almost interrupted Tang San from the state of inheriting the divine position.

"What's going on?"

Tang San opened his eyes and swept around with a frown.

The inheritance of the Rakshasa god throne began to sacrifice Tang Yuehua with blood, and sacrificed blood, but he didn't expect this situation to occur, which made Tang San very annoyed,

If Tang San couldn't inherit the divine throne smoothly, everything he had done before would be in vain.

"There is a strong enemy invasion, and my master has already prepared to intercept him in the lower realm!"

The nine-headed bat king flew out, looked into the distance and said in a deep voice.

"A strong enemy? What kind of strong enemy can force the Rakshasa God to take it personally? Tang San asked in surprise.

"That old monster in the Wuhun Palace, he should be coming for you!"

The Nine-Headed Bat King was silent for a moment, and said in a heavy tone.

"The old monster of the Wuhun Palace? Who's that? He's also a god-level existence? ”

Tang San frowned, feeling that things were a little out of his control.

"Your top priority now is to inherit the master's divine throne first, otherwise you won't even have the qualifications to know his identity."

The Nine-Headed Bat King reminded.

"Well, I understand which is more important!"

Tang San nodded, he also understood that the most important thing now was to become a God King, and other things could be put on hold.

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"The inheritance of the Rakshasa God, this is it!"

Qianzhongling's incomparably large spirit came out of his body, expanding in all directions, and in just an instant, he discovered the dimensional space beneath the river of blood.

"Tang San is very important to me, can you leave here?"

Just as Qian Chongling was about to enter the dimensional space, a female voice full of charm suddenly sounded in his ears.

I saw that a girl wearing a black tulle dress and a graceful figure appeared in front of him out of thin air.

She has a delicate face, with a hint of enchantment in her beautiful eyes, and her seemingly gentle gaze actually hides a touch of danger.

"Beauty, who are you?"

A look of surprise flashed in Qian Chongling's eyes, and he asked vigilantly.

"Little brother, are you knowingly asking?"

The corners of the girl's mouth curled slightly, revealing a charming smile.

"Rakshasa God, right? Aren't you supposed to have a blue face and fangs, and be vicious? How did I become a delicate look, it really made me a little uncomfortable. ”

Qian Chongling looked at the girl's appearance and couldn't help but tease.

"Giggle...... You're the first person to dare say that to me, little brother, you're funny! ”

The Rakshasa God stroked his long black and beautiful hair, and said with a smile: "In my beauty, I completely surpass the goddess of life and the goddess of goodness, and rank first in the divine realm, and my appearance alone is enough to charm thousands of men, don't you want to try it?" ”

"The number one beauty in the divine realm? This name is quite loud, but how did you get such a bullish name? It can't be self-styled, right? ”

Qian Chongling pursed his lips and said, "Moreover, I am only interested in my wife's body, you are estimated to be tens of thousands of years old, I am not interested!" ”

Hearing Qian Chongling's merciless refusal, the Rakshasa God was stunned for a moment, this was the first time she had met a man who dared to treat her like this.

"Little brother, do you know that even the God King wants to get involved, and you dare to tell me that you are not interested?"

The Rakshasa god looked at him with a playful expression.

"I don't have much interest in you, but I think my Chaos Demon Refining Sword should have a lot of ideas for your body!"

Qianzhong Ling said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, a pitch-black long sword with a pitch-black sword body covered with complex patterns appeared in Qian Chongling's hand.

"Die!"

Qianzhong Ling let out a cold snort, and a pitch-black sword light erupted from the Chaos Demon Refining Sword, slashing towards the Rakshasa God with a momentum that destroyed the world and the earth.

Where the sword light passed, the space shattered inch by inch, and the incomparably sharp sword qi even drew a swarthy void crack in the space.

"Little brother, you're so ruthless!"

The Rakshasa god said that it was easy, but the kung fu in his hands was not slow.

I saw that with a flip of her palm, a reddish-purple light appeared out of thin air, and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe instantly appeared in her hand.

The Rakshasa scythe swirled in her hand, forming a swirl of red and purple, enveloping itself like a protective shield.

Thundered!!!

The pitch-black sword slashed hard at the red-purple vortex, bursting out with a deafening spark.

The two terrifying forces collided with each other, setting off monstrous waves, and countless spatial cracks spread in all directions.

Circle after circle of spatial ripples spread out in all directions from the collision point, making this area seem to have become a space storm, and the spatial turbulence was raging, extremely violent.

After a while, these two terrifying forces finally slowly dissipated, and calm returned to the field again.

"Something is wrong! Why does the Rakshasa God have god-king level cultivation? And it's not an ordinary god king level, I'm afraid it has reached the realm of the god king intermediate level! ”

Qian Chongling stared at the Rakshasa God not far away, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect that the strength of the Rakshasa God was only slightly inferior to himself.

With the sword just now, although Qian Chongling did not exert all his strength, he also had the idea of splitting the Rakshasa God in half with a sword, but he was still blocked by the Rakshasa God.

"Little brother, you are really ruthless, that sword just now almost killed me."

The pretty face of the Rakshasa god flashed with a bright smile.

"Hmph, let me see how strong you are!"

Qianzhong Ling snorted coldly, exuding unparalleled coercion all over his body, holding the Chaos Demon Refining Sword in his hand, his figure kept changing directions, as if attacking the Rakshasa God from all directions.

The Rakshasa God still maintained a bright smile on her face, and reddish-purple light curtains continued to condense in front of her, resisting Qianzhongling's attacks.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Qian Chongling's every move is extremely powerful and domineering, and the power of each move is extraordinary.

However, the difference in strength between the two sides is not very large, although the Rakshasa God is tired of parrying, but Qian Chongling wants to kill her in a short time, but it is also wishful thinking.

After a stick of incense, Qianzhong Ling forced back the Rakshasa God with a sword, and his body jumped back, he looked at the Rakshasa God standing not far from him, and his face gradually became ugly.

Because, he had gradually used all his strength in the battle just now, but he did not achieve his ideal results.

"Little brother, your sword is so fast, and it's so ruthless!!"

The Rakshasa God covered his shoulder with one hand, his red lips bit lightly, and blood slowly flowed out along his fingers that were as white as jade.

That's right, Qian Chongling had basically used all his strength, but he didn't seriously injure the Rakshasa God, but only tore a strand of her sleeve, leaving a deep wound on her body.

However, the sleeves were torn, and the snow-white skin of the Rakshasa God was completely exposed.

It is like a skin carved from mutton fat white jade, delicate and smooth, exuding a faint fragrance.

Such a woman, normal men can't help but want to take it for themselves when they see it, but unfortunately Qian Chongling is not among them, he is a "eunuch" who has been abstinent for nearly a thousand years!

"As I said, my Chaos Demon Refining Sword is quite interested in your body!"

Qian Chongling said with a sneer, his eyes full of banter.

"Little brother, haven't we fought enough between us?"

The Rakshasa God laughed, and then, with a sudden strange shake of his body, he turned into thirty-six afterimages and rushed towards Qianzhong Ling.

These remnants came from different angles and different directions towards the Thousand Heavy Spirits.

Seeing the thirty-six afterimages that the Rakshasa had turned into, Qian Chongling's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise, because this speed was too fast, and there was no sign at all.

"What a speed! Is this a spatial movement? ”

Qian Chongling's heart was shocked, he stepped on it, and his body retreated sharply.

Thundered!!!

In the next second, thirty-six red-purple blades suddenly slashed at the place where Qian Chongling was standing, leaving a huge deep pit, bottomless, like a huge black hole.

"Little brother, my speed and strength are very fast! Little brother, you have to be careful!! ”

"Whew! Shout! Shout! ”

Thirty-six figures, constantly flashing around Qianzhongling, reddish-purple swords like brilliant fireworks, constantly exploding around Qianzhongling, blowing up the space, a terrifying space storm, swept wildly around Qianzhongling.

"Little brother, this is my magic skill-Demon Scythe Dance, do you think it can get into your eyes?"

Thirty-six figures were united, and the slender and moving body of the Rakshasa God appeared in front of Qian Chongling again, and his red lips said lightly.

Qian Chongling's gaze fell on the shoulder of the Rakshasa God, and he saw that the original sword mark had gradually faded at this time, and was about to be as good as ever.

"Your body is a bit weird, the wound caused by the Chaos Demon Refining Sword, it stands to reason that even if you are a god king, it is impossible to recover so quickly!"

Qianzhong Ling frowned slightly, and whispered a little solemnly.

"I'm not going to tell you!"

The Rakshasa smiled delicately, a pair of beautiful eyes shone with charming waves, her eyes were so seductive, as if there was an inexplicable magic power, which could confuse people's minds.

However, Qian Chongling is not an ordinary person, and this simple spiritual charm is basically useless to him.

"What is the relationship between this Rakshasa God and the Shura God?"

At this time, Qian Chongling's heart was full of doubts.

He killed the god of Shura a few years ago, and he can basically deduce the strength of the Shura God, which is probably about the same as his current self.

However, the strength of the Rakshasa God he encountered now was only slightly inferior to his own.

Then, Qianzhongling's speculation in the early years had a problem.

In other words, with the strength of the Rakshasa God and the Shura God, if they are really husband and wife, then the God Realm should be the six god kings, not the five god kings.

Even, the Shura God and the Rakshasa God, when they join forces, they can completely turn the divine realm into their own hall of words.

After all, in Qianzhongling's cognition, the combat power of the God of Life and the God of Goodness could not be stronger than the Rakshasa God at all.

"Forget it, if you can't figure it out, you don't want to, at this time, you should subdue the Rakshasa God first, otherwise after Tang San inherits the throne of the Rakshasa God, he will be another god-king level enemy!"

Qian Chongling said secretly in his heart.

"Sword Art Online!"

Qianzhong Ling's eyes froze, and a chaotic-colored aura poured out from the center of his eyebrows, centered on his body, spreading out to all sides, forming a chaotic-colored void.

In this void, Qianzhongling's momentum suddenly disappeared, becoming unfathomable and ethereal.

Seeing this scene, the Rakshasa God's delicate face showed a solemn look, she knew how terrifying and incomprehensible Qianzhongling who had entered this state.

It's just that both humans and gods have weaknesses!

"Rakshasa Divine Domain!"

The Rakshasa god screamed, and an invisible force was released from her body, instantly enveloping her body, forming a reddish-purple void.

"A sword separates the world!"

At the same time, Qianzhong Ling let out a low shout, and the whole person rushed towards the Rakshasa God like an arrow from the string.

A pitch-black sword qi burst out from the Chaos Demon Refining Sword, slashing through the sky and slashing towards the Rakshasa God.

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