Chapter 178: The Weakness of the God of War?
The original sin demon Azazel still didn't speak, his pupils dilated slightly, and he stared at Xingtian.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xing Tian seemed to have lost his patience, raised his hand and flicked his index finger.
Rumble!
The original sin demon Azazel flew upside down and flew tens of thousands of meters before crashing to the ground.
The demon sheep under him has collapsed, and he has regained the appearance of the head of a sheep and a human body, his bones are shattered, and his breath is extremely sluggish.
At this time, his eyes regained a trace of reason, and he muttered hoarsely: "What kind of divine power is that......"
Sasim, the Angel of Desire, flew in, looked at Azazler, and was slightly relieved to see that he was not dead, but before he could ask, the latter spat out several mouthfuls of blood.
Sasim saw that Azazel's body suddenly burst all over his body, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
In the blink of an eye, there was only a puddle of minced meat on the ground.
And Azazel's head rolled out, his eyes dead silent.
Feeling the instant annihilation of Azazler's breath, the Angel of Desire Sasim was stunned, but it didn't seem that he couldn't accept this fact.
He turned and looked at the headless giant in the distance.
"I'm afraid, only the Satan King can fight him......"
"Azaz strangled him?! What kind of divine power is that? The hatred demon Mostima also flew over, and the hatred in his eyes was not diminished, but it was no longer so sharp.
"I don't know, is that a ninth-order divine power, it gives me a completely different feeling," the Bright Angel said in a deep voice, "I feel ......"
Speaking of this, Silk paused.
The other three looked at Silk Drag, their eyes flickering.
Silk raised his eyes and looked at the three of them, and finally said, "It feels more terrifying than the divine power of King Satan......"
One demon and three fallen angels were silent.
When they had just been jealous of the demon Levi Ansen and the original sin demon Azazel who had fought against Xingtian, they sensed the surging divine power.
Domineering, mighty, yet sharp, like a giant hammer full of barbs, and its divine power level crushes others.
The demon of hatred, Mostima, hesitated, gritted his teeth, and the hand holding the sword clenched and loosened.
The three fallen angels quickly came to an agreement.
"We are no match for the giant, we can't die in vain!"
"Look if Levianson is dead, it's stupid to try to wrap around the neck of the headless giant!" The rebellious angel Fanny said coldly.
"Hmph, it's better than you fallen angels who don't even dare to attack!" The demon of hatred, Mostima, retorted angrily.
"When is it, stop arguing. I don't think Levi Anson is so stupid, it's looking for weaknesses in the headless giant. Sasim, the Angel of Desire, had a dark look in his eyes, "And, don't forget, where is the cherubim?" β
......
Demon Sanctuary.
Cherubim stared at the Demon Heart crystal ball, anxious.
He tried to contact Satan, but for some reason there was no response.
"If this continues, the Demon Holy City will be destroyed!" The cherubim's face was gloomy, and after much thought, he gritted his teeth and decided to fight, "If I succeed, I will do a great job for Satan, and he will trust me even more!" β
He flew into the basement and rummaged through a pile of ancient books, and soon found the ancient scripture engraved with the word "mountains and seas".
At the same time, combined with the memory, cherubim turned to the page where the "Punishment Heaven" was recorded.
On top of the ancient book, Xingtian held a battle axe high and slashed down at a mountain.
Behind him, a black figure stood in the air, facing Xingtian's neck.
The cherubim stared at the pattern, and the divine power spread.
This ancient picture is broken down, and it is reextended one stroke at a time, as if the ancient painting and calligraphy man reappeared.
Torture sky, tomahawk, shield, mountain, black figure......
Bang!
Footsteps sounded, dull and unusual.
The basement trembled, and several broken bricks fell and smashed on top of the cherubim.
These were no ordinary bricks, but blood-colored ancient bricks condensed by the demons, so they did not break and fell at the feet of the cherubim.
The cherubim glanced at the bricks, his body stiffened, and his eyes sparkled.
"Yes, the position of the figure!"
The cherubim's gaze was fixed on the black figure above the neck of the tortured sky.
"Ancient books record that Xingtian was finally imprisoned by the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, that is to say, it was defeated, but in ancient times, the gods did not ascend, Xingtian was already at the peak of combat power, and being able to defeat him and imprison him must be aimed at his weaknessββ"
"The weakness is, broken neck!"
Rumble!
The basement collapsed, and a big bare foot trampled the Demon Sanctuary to pieces!
The cherubim flew out of the shards and fled as fast as they could, relaying their thoughts to the demons around them.
"At all costs, attack Xingtian and break your neck!!"
When the demons received the divine thought, their spirits were lifted, and then they rushed towards Xingtian without fear of death.
Farther away, the jealous demon Levi Anson stood up dying, it turned into a demon body, dripping with blood, staring at Xingtian fiercely but with palpitations: "Yes, it's the neck, the severed head, the top of the neck goes straight through the body!" β
"Levianson, are you still alive?" The demon of hatred, Mostima, rushed over.
"Alive!" Levi Anson spat at the blood foam, "That headless giant didn't use his divine power to attack me, otherwise I would have died." β
"Azazel is dead, his body has burst, his blood and nerves have been broken into tens of thousands of segments, and his soul and body have been completely annihilated." Mostima said gloomily, "The headless giant's divine power is too powerful. β
"What? Is Azazel all dead? Levi Ansen shuddered, took a few steps back, and said, "Mostima, we won't be the match for the Headless Giant, withdraw!" β
Mostima clenched his sword and nodded.
The cherubim flew here and shouted, "Quick, attack the neck of the torturer, that's the point!" β
Mostima and Levi Anson had cold eyes and were silent.
The other three fallen angels also flew and looked at the cherubim in unison.
"What are you doing in a daze, I'm sure the key to Xingtian is in the neck!" The cherubim frowned.
"Cherubim, try to fight him yourself." The rebellious angel Fanny snorted coldly.
The Angel of Light and Sasim, the Angel of Desire, watched coldly, ready to retreat at any moment.
Cherubim's gaze swept over everyone, and he laughed coldly: "Very good, when is it, you are still afraid of death, just by virtue of this, you are not even inferior to low-level demons, let alone humans!" β
As the words fell, Cherubim turned around, and the black flame sword in his hand condensed out: "You guys have shown me a good look!" Guarding the Demon City for the Satan King is the duty of every one of our subordinates at the cost of their lives! β
Bang!
The cherubim rushed away at the torture heavens.
The three fallen angels and the two demons were stunned for a moment.
The cherubim rose into the air, the black flame sword in his hand pointed at the neck of Xingtian at an angle.
Countless low-level demons and sixth-order and seventh-order demonic fallen angels didn't think about it so much, they upheld the crazy belief of dying for the Satan King, and flocked to Xingtian like moths to a fire.
Xingtian's right hand battle axe, left hand shield, facing the demons in all directions, glaring angrily, let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.