Wu Xiangnan smiled, took two steps forward, and stood in front of the silver chaotic sphere.

"I'm going to start." Wu Xiangnan said solemnly, "In a while, you will kill me, the knife is faster." ”

“…… Rest assured, no one is faster than my knife. ”

Wang Mian slowly put his palm on the [Yi Yuan] on his waist.

Wu Xiangnan took a deep breath, stretched out his palm, and slammed it towards the chaotic sphere in front of him, and the moment his palm sank into the silver light, his expression twisted violently!

Silver light frantically poured into his body, and the unprecedented pain invaded his mind, but no matter how strong the pain was, Wu Xiangnan did not withdraw his arm, but gritted his teeth and persevered, using his body to absorb more origin!

With the influx of silver light, his body gradually approached the limit, Wu Xiangnan's eyes widened, and he shouted:

"Kill me!"

Qiang ——!!

A knife flashed from Wang Mian's waist, cutting off Wu Xiangnan's head in an instant, and blood gushed out.

Hearing only a muffled sound, Wu Xiangnan's body fell to the ground, and the silver light surged in his body like a tide, gradually dimming.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... Time passed little by little, and after more than ten seconds, a white light flew out of the corpse at a rapid pace, and began to reorganize Wu Xiangnan's body.

In the process, a large amount of black impurities precipitated from the origin in his body, condensed into a disgusting black liquid, flowing to the ground.

Between breaths, Wu Xiangnan returned to his original state.

First life.

Wu Xiangnan took a deep breath, his face still had the pain of being killed by Wang Mian, he closed his eyes and relieved for a while before adjusting his mentality.

"Go on."

He opened his eyes, resolutely stretched out his hand, and touched the silver origin again......

……

The summit of Mt. Fuji.

Boom ——!!

Two figures, one black and one red, flew up from the shattered mountain and rushed towards the face of the corpse god from different directions!

Holding the [Rain Avalanche] in his hand, Amamiya Haruki rotated half a circle in the air, and the surrounding rain instantly converged to his side, merging into a huge circular water knife, slashing towards the neck of the corpse god!

The sharp rain cut through the surface of the corpse god, making a piercing buzz, and the body flowing with black liquid was cut out with a deep knife mark, but there was not the slightest blood flowing out, but it squirmed strangely.

In an instant, jagged black fangs stretched out from both sides of the wound, turning it directly into a giant mouth, slamming into Amamiya Haruka, who had not yet fallen.

Bang!

At this moment, Wu Ji stepped on the surface of the corpse god's body, rushed vertically upward, and danced wildly in the wind with a vermilion feather, she stretched out her hands and pressed the hideous fangs on both sides!

The biting giant mouth suddenly froze.

Wu Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, her body twisted in the air, and the terrifying power was transmitted from her hands, directly tearing the gap into twists, and the cracks ran along the neck of the corpse god, directly penetrating the small half of the torso.

The corpse god's body shook, and the body that covered the sky and the sun shook and took a few steps back, sliding down hundreds of meters from the top of the shattered Mount Fuji.

Countless gravels rolled down the soles of its feet to the ground, and it quickly lifted its face, which had no facial features, and the bloody rift roared silently at Amamiya Haruki and Takehime in mid-air!

It raised its huge palms and clapped them together on its chest, clasping its hands together, and a terrifying tide of divine power spread around it!

"What is it doing here?"

Amamiya Haruki felt the terrifying fluctuations coming from the corpse god's body, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

"It's mimicking the abilities of this god's corpse." Wu Ji pondered for a moment and explained, "This mountain seals the loss of divine power, allowing the corpse beast born from the corpse to inherit almost all the power of this Tianjin god during his lifetime......

What we are dealing with is not a corpse beast that has inherited only the brute strength of the gods, but a complete god who has risen from the dead. ”

"The god who has come back from the dead...... Amamiya Haruki glanced at the corpse god who was frantically urging the divine power, and asked, "Then who is this Tianjin god who is sealed under Mt. Fuji?" ”

"Mountain god, Oyamatsumi."

Takehime's words fell, and the tide of divine power around the corpse god had completely covered Mt. Fuji and the surrounding land for several kilometers.

It folded its hands in front of its chest, slowly released, and then lifted up little by little as if it was holding something......

Buzz——!!

The shattered Mt. Fuji and the majestic ground below it shook violently, and hideous cracks spread rapidly around the mountain.

In an instant, the earth shook!

A few seconds later, the entire mountainous area, as if held up by an invisible hand, was forcibly separated from the earth and rose straight towards the sky!

As the mountain, the size of several cities, rises, a huge shadow gradually envelops all the ruins of the city below.

Countless pieces of rubble and dust fell from the floating mountain, and between the sand and gravel, a large number of paper cranes flew out, enveloping the figures of Yuzurina, Yoshiki Furuhara, and Shota Hoshimi, and flying towards the floating mountain.

When the three of them landed firmly on the ground, the handle of the knife in Yuzurina's hand waved, and the paper cranes in the sky gathered into a thin blade, which was put into the sheath by her.

Yoshiki Furuhara looked up at the giant mountain that was slowly flying into the sky, and couldn't help but speak:

"That corpse god actually carried such a big mountain and flew directly into the sky!? Will the two of them be able to beat that monster? ”

Shota Hoshimi on the side stared at the two figures in the sky and did not answer, his eyes were full of worry.

As the corpse god raised his hands, the mountain under the feet of Amamiya Qinghui and Wu Ji shattered inch by inch, turning into countless cube stones more than thirty stories high, rapidly swept into the sky, intertwined into an incomparably huge spherical cage, surrounding them.

The surface of these cubes was charred black and extremely hard, and layer after layer overlapped outward, completely sealing all the paths of the two of them.

These cascading stones obscured all the light that shone from the sky, and with them was the torrential rain, and not a single drop of rain could pass through the blockade of these stones and enter it.

Amamiya Haruki's face was extremely gloomy, and in his eyes, the heavens and the earth had fallen into darkness, and only the huge shadow in the distance was still standing on the top of the mountain, holding the mountain in his hands, exuding a terrifying aura that made the scalp tingle.

The corpse god faced the direction of the two of them, and his hands were slowly clenched, as if he wanted to pinch the ants in his palms to death.

In an instant, the endless boulders surrounding the two of them instantly crashed towards the center, accumulating, shattering, and backlogging until they formed a majestic mountain, swatting them like flies, smashing them to the ground!