Foreword: Killing God

The lonely night breeze blows, making the night deeper and the cold wind more biting!

"Three years of legend, the fourth year of the god, the next year made the killer world almost no task to do, ranked first in the world, the strength can be called bottomless, but no one has ever known your true face, zero, you are worthy of the title of 'killing god'!"

Not far away, a Western man dressed in silver-white knight armor and a knight costume from the Middle Ages in Far Europe, with long flowing golden hair without wind, holding a spear nearly three meters long pointed obliquely forward, full of breath, bathed in the brilliant light of the stars, looking at the figure in front of him and sighing.

"The weather vane of the killer world, the strongest, a generation of gods, famous in the world, anyone who listens to it will tremble in their hearts, and it is marked as one of the most dangerous people by political leaders of various countries, who would have thought that today will be desperate under this nameless barren mountain!

The old man's voice was hidden in the night, as if the night was his protective color, the voice came from all directions, looking at the cliff, there was a figure there, standing like a pine and a dragon, wearing a grimace mask and silent, but a pair of pupils with red gold and blue blue light was uncertain, making people feel intimidated when they saw it!

"Killing God?Zero?Hehe, I didn't expect you to have today, where did all the rampant in the past go? How invincible was it for you to break into the Hundred Palaces at night back then? The so-called god master, there will be a time to die, I didn't expect it......"

A flame, in the middle of which was a humanoid silhouette unrestrained, and the flames rushed straight into the sky for thousands of meters, as if the god of fire had descended into the world, and his tone induced hatred and anger, and he complained fiercely.

"Amitabha, why bother the donor, you first hit the 'poison of killing the gods', and then were besieged by the nine masters, the battle has reached this point, only five of us are left, this is enough to show the strength of the donor's strength, it is really ancient and unparalleled, now the fire of life will be extinguished, if you are in bliss in the past, take the initiative to hand over the three-legged tripod, the poor monk has a "Sutra of Death", or can be for you to exceed!"

This is a great monk, with a pale golden light all over his body, as if he was reincarnated in the great sun, majestic and solemn, more like a river, faintly pressing ahead, with many wounds on his body, and the corners of his mouth are even more bloodstained, he can't see how old he is, and now he looks at the isolated figure with burning eyes, and tries to persuade him.

As soon as the monk spoke, the figure with the Shura mask finally reacted, the light of red gold and green blue in his eyes flickered more and more rapidly, and there was a faint thunder around him, and everyone present couldn't help but take half a step back.

He is the god of killing, the god of killing the Dao, the strongest person in a certain field, the existence of a god, and everyone has to consider the majesty of this person.

As the saying goes, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, if the owner of the mask is really desperate, I am afraid that the five people who are besieging and even the one in the dark may be dragged by the other party to accompany the burial.

The majesty of God cannot be blasphemed!

"Monk!"

The owner of the mask spoke for the first time, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes showed a look of disdain, and said: "I heard that there is a living Buddha in Beizang, known as the Holy Buddha, and it is a god in the minds of the people of Beizang, but he does not go down to Buddha Mountain all year round, and believers praise his holiness and compassion, you must not be him!"

The owner of the mask said here for a slight pause, and then said: "I heard that the living Buddha has an uncle, known as the holy monk, the early years of Buddhism was pure, but unfortunately finally entered the devil's way, the personality is obedient, insidious and vicious, no longer like the people in the Buddhist sect, and finally was driven down the Buddha Mountain by the holy Buddha, just a vagabond, no, it is a vagabond!"

The god-killing language with a grimace mask was ridiculous, not at all like being surrounded by a group of enemies, and as soon as the words came out, the monk's face was full of anger, and a fierce color flashed, and then he recited the Buddha's name, which was regarded as a tacit acquiescence to the other party's response.

"The first knight under the starry sky, he can control the power of the stars, he is considered the number one person, and the world says that the strength of the knight of the starry sky can be compared to that of a god, well, in my opinion, after going back to practice for a hundred and eighty years, he should barely get by!"

"The United States is the third in terms of military force, and he is born to control the immortal flame, and he calls himself an immortal bird...... It's just a stupid bird, although the strength is average, but the potential is okay, if I'm not mistaken, I seem to have beaten you a year ago!"

"As for the little Japanese country who hides in the shadows and thinks he is very hidden...... The fool who was killed by me with one slap before was Yang Shinobi, right? Forget it, don't mention the characters who don't enter the stream!"

The owner of the mask made the identity of the person present known to him, and every time he touched someone, he was furious.

"As for the three-legged tripod you want...... If you're not afraid of death, come and get it!"

The killing god paused slightly, a sneer appeared under the mask, and he subconsciously touched his chest with one hand, and said coldly.

"Humph!"

Even the originally calm and calm starry sky knight moved the real fire at this moment, and the stars in the sky instantly dimmed, like a match gathering starlight, the bones and flesh reflected were a little transparent, and a spear buzzed out, and suddenly rushed forward.

Today's events are already destined to be ungood! You can only kill the other party, otherwise no one can bear the wrath of 'killing the gods'!

"Up!"

The flames were monstrous, and the extremely high temperature turned the surrounding rocks into powder, and there was a scorching high temperature within a kilometer, and the flames condensed into human shapes, and their big hands slapped towards each other.

"Avenge Yang Shinobi!"

The sword light was like the tail of a poisonous scorpion, blooming silently, cutting towards the neck of the killing god.

"Amitabha!"

The great monk pronounced a Buddha horn, and the big day Rulai palm print covered the sky and the earth, and pressed down towards the other party.

During this period, there was a blood light that illuminated the entire night, making the immortal flames of the immortal bird much dimmer, and the blood light was like a river of blood, and the energy contained in it even overshadowed everyone else.

"Blood God, I knew it was you!"

The killing god drank violently, and the red gold and blue light in his eyes gradually evolved into a pair of symbols, and there were thunder sounds around him, there were angry waves of the river, and there was even a sky fire running around the stars, and many forces were entangled together, and they broke out in an instant.

"Boom"

With a loud bang, the entire barren mountain cliff top was leveled, the armor of the Star Knight was torn, blood spurted from his mouth and retreated, and Yin Shinobi broke off an arm and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

The immortal flames rushed into the sky, wrapped in a humanoid figure and quickly disappeared into the clouds, as for the great monk, at the moment when the war broke out, he had already incarnated three thousand Buddhas and returned to the four directions.

"Huaxia Taoist, Yin and Yang Eyes!?Killing God is really a Chinese person!Hmph! Even if you don't die, the 'poison of killing gods' in the depths won't survive for two days, it's just a three-legged tripod...... It's a pity ......."

After a few breaths, a blood-colored ball of light rushed up from the bottom of the cliff, instantly covering the entire cliff top that had been razed to the ground, and finally turned into a Westerner in a bloody robe.

He is the God of Blood!

The blood god glanced indifferently at the few people who were scattered and fled, and then stopped paying more attention, obviously, at this moment, the blood god had already searched the surroundings in a few breaths, and in his understanding, under the blow of the party, even if the killing god was not beaten into powder, he would definitely not be able to escape the poison of the 'god-killing poison'.

As for the three-legged tripod that everyone asked for, it really disappeared completely! Even the blood god was very helpless! In the end, he could only give up! Disappeared in an instant.

In the next few days, a news that shook the world came out, leaving everyone who learned the news stunned!

From now on, there will be no more killing gods in the world!