Donghua Zhenjun's huge body was lying on the snow, and he no longer had the majesty of the gods, and it looked ridiculous.

There was no longer that high-minded and indifferent expression on his face, but pain mixed with humiliation, anger, and other expressions.

He gasped for air with his mouth open, his eyes a little glazed.

Hearing Lu Jian say that he was going to behead him, he actually grinned: "No matter how powerful you are, you are also a mortal, how can you really hurt the body of my true god!

Lu Pressure walked towards Donghua Zhenjun step by step, every step he took, the look on his face became calmer, at this time, Lu Pressure seemed to want the true god more than Donghua Zhenjun!

"You can hurt me, but you can't really kill me. When I return to Heaven, I will surely destroy your lowly plane. The corners of Donghua Zhenjun's mouth continued to overflow with golden liquid, and he said viciously to Lu Quan.

"Really?" Lu Jian smiled slightly.

Donghua Zhenjun's face finally lost his composure, and he looked at Lu Jian suspiciously.

Although he firmly believed that it was impossible for mortals to truly kill the body of the true god, this seemingly ordinary young man had already refreshed his perception of the next mortal many times.

Who knows if this guy who keeps creating miracles can really kill himself.

Lu Jian stood beside Donghua Zhenjun, and compared to his huge body, Lu Quan's figure looked so small.

"You so-called true gods treat us mortals like ants. You have watched us go through birth, old age, sickness and death with a high eye. Even when we offer all our spirit and possessions to you, we are still indifferent. Lu Jian looked at Donghua Zhenjun's golden eyes and said word by word.

"You are lowly mortals, what right do you have to ask us and other true gods to value you. There is a difference between respect and inferiority, the way of heaven is like this, do you still want to fight against the mandate of heaven?" Donghua Zhenjun said coldly.

He didn't want to talk so much nonsense with this mortal, however, he was going to delay for a while.

Because there is a time limit for the next session, as soon as the time comes, he will fly back to the heavenly realm.

When he returns to Heaven and recovers from his injuries, he will definitely burn this next session that has brought humiliation to him with a hundredfold anger.

Donghua Zhenjun sneered as he thought.

Lu Jian looked at him calmly and smiled slightly: "I want to tell you a word, mortals also have dignity!"

After saying this, Lu Pressure formed a mudra with both hands, chanted words in his mouth, and then shouted in a low voice:

"Up!"

A dazzling light burst into the sky from Lu Quan's hand, and all of a sudden, hovered three feet above Donghua Zhenjun's head.

It was a cyan gourd that shone brightly.

The gourd rotated slowly, and then, a bright light flew out of the gourd, slowly condensing in the air.

It was a small, well-eyed man with wings on his back.

The appearance of the villain is exactly what Chiyou looks like.

As soon as the villain appeared, a white light emitted from his eyes, covering Donghua Zhenjun's head at once.

Donghua Zhenjun immediately felt that his whole body could not move, and his spirit was lost and he was shocked.

Now, he was terrified.

Because, he really felt the breath of death.

"The great god spares his life, the great god spares his life!" he no longer had the majesty of the true God, but pleaded out with great pity.

Lu Jian didn't speak, and looked at Donghua Zhenjun with blazing eyes.

"The great god spares my life, I am willing to exchange anything for my life, as long as the great god speaks, I will definitely do it!" Donghua Zhenjun pleaded, and even golden tears flowed from his eyes.

"I'm going to tell you, tell the Heavenly Court. No one should be despised no matter how humble a life is, but it has the right to control its own destiny!" Lu Jian looked up at the sky, as if he was saying to the gods and immortals in the Nine Heavens.

"Don't!" Donghua Zhenjun screamed miserably, and his voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Baby, turn around!" Lu Jian was unmoved, and recited a spell softly.

I saw the villain, turning in the air.

The haoguang that covered Donghua Zhenjun also turned in a circle.

With a grunt, Donghua Zhenjun's huge head rolled down the snow, scattering countless golden blood.

With the loss of his head, Donghua Zhenjun's tall body suddenly shrank a lot, and it became the size of an ordinary person.

"Little Liuzi, just place your soul in the body of this true god. Lu Jian said softly, and at the same time, he took the five-headed body into his own pride.

After doing all this, Lu Jian gently looked at the people present.

These people were already dumbfounded, watching Lu Jian defeat the gods and kill them.

In this process, no one dared to make a sound.

This man actually killed the true god, which is beyond him a long time ago

We imagined it.

At this time, when they saw Lu Jian looking at this side, they all trembled.

Especially Xingtian, who has a grudge against Lu Press, his legs are trembling.

At this time, Lu Pressure was no longer someone he could compete with slightly.

At this time, Lu Jian has become a Hongmeng space in his body, and he has completely ignored the rules of this world.

He saw that Xingtian was trembling, and he didn't pay attention to it, but said to Zhu Rong: "Hand over the Heaven Raising Sword Technique." ”

His voice was very soft in other people's ears, but when Zhu Rong heard it, it was like beating a drum in his ears.

"You, how do you know that I have the Heaven Raising Sword Duel?" Zhu Rong asked tremblingly.

Lu Jian didn't speak, he said a word silently in his heart, and the old man with open teeth instantly appeared on the spot.

"Boss, do you still know the old man?" the old man asked loudly, looking at the drought.

"You, could it be ......" Drought saw the old man with open teeth, his face solemn.

"That's right, it was in the Nong Huang Underground Palace, and I personally handed over the Heaven Raising Sword to you. The old man nodded.

"It turns out that you are the pair of grandchildren in the underground palace. Zhu Rong also seemed to think about it, and said in surprise.

"Back then, in the underground palace, I saw the Agricultural Emperor leave a book, telling the story of you and him!" The old man with a tooth thought of the Agricultural Emperor who had been forced by Zhu Rong to retreat in the underground palace for a hundred years, and he didn't feel angry.

"Back then, you thought that you would harm the peasant emperor who was so kind to you that you were selfish, and you were really an unscrupulous person!" the old man said coldly to Zhu Rong.

"I ...... There are many misunderstandings in this matter, I can hand over the Heavenly Cultivation Sword Technique, but you have to ensure my safety. Zhu Rong's eyes flickered and said to the old man.

The old man looked at Lu Quan, who shook his head slowly and said, "For the sake of the predecessors of the Agricultural Emperor, I will not let you go!"

Zhu Rong's face turned hideous, and he slapped his palm on the back of the dwarf, knocking her into the air and crashing into Lu Press.

At the same time, he pressed his hands and his whole body began to burn, and then, with a roar of rage, he slammed into the ground.

He wanted to take advantage of the earth escape to escape, because he knew that he couldn't avoid the land pressure in the air anyway.