He underestimated the strength of the first person of the gods, even if he was the first trump card under the command of the demon lord, it was difficult to match the ancient rain god Mr. Dove after all. His eyes were shocked, and he glanced straight ahead and exhaled heavily.

Mr. Lingdoe's eyes wiped a look of unwillingness, and he shook his head secretly: "It's a pity." "If that thunderous attack just now can severely damage or even kill this mysterious demi-saint powerhouse in the Demon Gate camp, then the situation of the entire battle will change a lot. After all, a strong person with a demi-saint existence is enough to change the tide of a battle.

And now, Di has retreated to the side of the demon lord, the other party has two semi-saint-level existences, and the demon lord is known as the first person on the holy list. It is imperative to fight against the Demon Lord, and as for the odds of victory, Mr. Lingdoe is really not sure in his heart. But there is no way back in this battle, and we must do our best no matter what.

Mr. Lingdo's eyes were as clear as water and he glanced ahead, maintaining his state of mind, putting himself in the best state of battle, his eyes looked at the demon lord, and a divine light flickered up, and Mr. Lingdo's hand had an extra magic weapon with a haunting divine light, faintly permeating with a destructive aura.

"Rain God, it seems that you have decided to stubbornly persevere to the end. The demon lord looked at Mr. Lingdo, and his voice resounded softly: "Don't you think that the so-called battle of gods and demons has long been dominated by my demon gate, and you are destined to become a supporting role, destined to become a prisoner of failure?"

Mr. Lingdo's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't say a word, and the rain in the sky with a wave of his hand suddenly lingered again, flickering between the heavens and the earth, the drizzle was like silk, and every drop was like a life-threatening point of light surging in the direction of the demon lord. At this moment, Di beside the demon lord subconsciously clenched the divine weapon in his hand.

"Stand back. The Demon Lord's voice fell calmly.

Di's hand slowly let go, and his eyes glanced coldly at Mr. Lingjiu in the distance, and the corners of his mouth raised lightly: "You are dead." "Di knows very well the power of the Demon Lord, in the absence of saints in the world, the power of the Demon Lord is the closest to the level of a saint. It is precisely because of his incomparable terrifying power that he has always sat firmly on the throne of the leader of the Demon Gate, so that the fierce Liang Tian and others dare not act rashly.

"It's been years since I've seen the Demon Lord take action in person. Di's eyes faintly revealed excitement.

Whew......

The opportunity was fleeting, and the rain soon penetrated and slapped down directly and frantically without Di making a move, enveloping the demon lord almost instantly. The Demon Lord's eyes suddenly lingered with a burst of cold blood-red light, and in an instant, a powerful demonic aura was released from his body, and the dark demonic aura lingered around the Demon Lord's body.

The whole body was wrapped in a pitch-black cocoon, and even if the rain slapped down, it couldn't hurt the demon lord in the slightest. The body of the demon lord slowly floated up, looking down, his eyes bursting with bloodthirsty light and smiled coldly: "God of rain, Lord Ben will give you another chance." ”

Mr. Lingdo's gaze was solemn, the strength of the demon lord was beyond his imagination, he was also a half-saint, and the strength of his opponent Di just now was simply vulnerable compared to the demon lord. This is the terrifying existence that truly stands at the peak of the Three Realms, and a faint sense of oppression is shrouded in my heart. After a while, the magic weapon in Mr. Lingdo's hand shone brightly.

"If you have the ability, let the horse come!"

One sentence was enough to explain Mr. Lingdo's determination to live and die with the gods, and the demon lord's eyes flashed with a fierce killing intent for a while. If a person like Mr. Lingyu is a lifelong blessing as a friend, he must be eradicated by unscrupulous means, otherwise he will inevitably cause great trouble to himself.

"Since you have chosen to perish, it is a pity that one of the Nine Great Gods of the Ancients will fall. As the words fell, the figure of the demon lord flew out, the cold light in his eyes surged, and in an instant, the powerful force rushed over, like a mountain and a sea, and a terrifying coercion shrouded it and directly covered the entire heaven and earth, as if everything was under his control.

"Netherworld!" the Demon Lord swung out a palm that seemed to contain bursts of devastating death qi, making the surrounding space almost suffocate. The black demonic qi swirled and crushed, directly causing the souls of the soldiers on both sides below to tremble, as if they felt that above their heads, there was hell.

It was a road to hell, and the darkness contained terrifying murderous intent, flying out like a strip towards Mr. Greydove. Mr. Lingdo's figure shook rapidly, and in an instant, countless phantoms appeared, and the rain slapped down with a wave of his hand, and the phantoms hid in the rain, like a fantasy constantly changing, avoiding the bombardment of the demon lord.

The confrontation between the first person of the gods and the first powerhouse of the holy list had a surging momentum in an instant, as if the heavens and the earth were directly changed color because of the battle between the two.

Boom, boom, boom......

The clouds that were kicked up by the strong wind were directly broken by the powerful forces. Every bombardment of the two peak powerhouses seemed to involve the friction between heaven and earth, and lightning bolts containing terrifying and destructive power erupted, flashing everywhere. At this moment, Di's eyes in the distance couldn't help but widen to the extreme.

"So powerful!" Although Di had absolute confidence in the Demon Lord, he didn't expect that Mr. Ancient Rain God Spirit Dove would be able to use his own strength to deal with the Demon Lord. The ancient rain god has disappeared a long time ago, and the identity of Mr. Lingjiu exists in the realm of gods, who would have thought that among the few remaining of the nine ancient gods, the ancient rain god is the strongest.

"The ancient rain god is indeed surprising. -"The man who has been lurking and following all the way is also watching the battle on the field at this time, and his face is expressionless at the moment.

"However, this kind of strength is still inferior to the Demon Lord. Exhaling calmly, his gaze fell on Di Di on one side: "And there is this person, if there is no other change in this battle, the gods will definitely lose." Liang Tian twisted his brow slightly, this is not the ending he wants now.

Bang!bang......

The demon sound vibrated under the torrential rain, and the strength of the demon lord surprised everyone, including Mr. Lingdo. Before facing the Demon Lord, Mr. Linggu had also considered that maybe if he did his best, it might not be impossible to defeat the Demon Lord.

And now, as the battle progresses, the pressure on Mr. Lingdo's body is getting heavier and heavier, and the hope of defeating the demon lord is getting slimmer and slimmer.

"The Demon Lord is too strong. A trace of despair involuntarily rose in Mr. Lingdoe's heart: "Is it possible that the gods will fall like this?" Mr. Lingdoe's heart rose with strong unwillingness, grief and indignation, and helplessness.

For seven days and seven nights, this battle shook the sky and the earth in the dark. Even though Mr. Lingdoe is indeed inferior to the Demon Lord in strength, it is impossible for the Demon Lord to defeat him for a while, with many means and magic weapons on his body, Mr. Lingdove resolutely supported for seven days and seven nights, and has been fighting the Demon Lord to the death.

The whole situation of the battle has become more and more controlled by the demon lord, but Mr. Linggu is still hoping for the last miracle. No matter how slim it was, there was no one in the heaven and earth in the land of the gods who could fight against the demon lord.

"Perhaps, after truly accepting Lord Ryujin, he can. A figure involuntarily appeared in Mr. Lingdove's mind, but unfortunately, at this time, Liu Feng was still fighting hard in the Shenmen World, seeking to break through his limits step by step.

"It's too late...... Mr. Linggu didn't feel the slightest sign that Liu Feng was coming back, and he only had one last thought left in his heart: "I hope that Liu Feng's return will finally be able to organize the remnants of the gods to avenge the gods, and return the land of the gods to a bright place!"

Bang!bang!bang......

Mr. Lingdo's body was directly knocked out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the sound of the demon lord's wild laughter echoed in the heavens and the earth.

"Good birds choose trees to perch, but unfortunately, the ancient rain god does not understand this simplest truth. The demon lord sneered, his body thundered, and dozens of palms slammed out in an instant, and struck the ancient magic weapon in Mr. Lingdo's hand with a bang. There was a loud bang, the magic weapon was knocked away, and Mr. Dove's body once again stood unsteadily and flew upside down.

Blood-red blood stained the sky, and at this moment, many of the gods below were stunned. The ancient rain god, symbolizing the strongest of the gods, was severely injured by the demon lord at this moment. At this moment, in the eyes of the disciples of the gods, there was already darkness ahead. For the first time in countless years, is the land of the gods really going to be completely reduced to a land of demons?

Unwilling! Unwilling! Mr. Lingdo's eyes widened, and his gaze burst into a burst of madness. There was one thought left in his mind, and he would die with the Demon Lord's ------. With a frantic roar, Mr. Greydove let everything go. However, before he could rush towards the Demon Lord, a figure suddenly appeared behind him, and Di appeared strangely.

Laugh at~

The sharp divine weapon in his hand was directly inserted, and it penetrated Mr. Lingdove's body in an instant, and the heaven and earth seemed to be frozen in this scene, and the blood in Mr. Lingdove's mouth was like an arrow. Di's eyes slapped down from top to bottom with a cold palm, and the sound of the earthquake resounded, and Mr. Lingdo's body fell straight down without any resistance.

No one in the entire camp of the gods had time to react, and with a bang, Mr. Dove had fallen into the lake of the fallen gods, and was instantly overwhelmed by endless splashes, and after a while, the area of the lake was calm, as if nothing had happened. However, the ancient rain god, the leader of the army of gods, has just fallen here.

The sound of a cruel laugh echoed between the heavens and the earth, and the demon lord's eyes were extremely cold, looking down coldly, and slowly raised his hand and his voice shook down: "The end of the gods is coming!"