Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Just as Kuiling was watching in fear, something he did not expect happened.

The cold light of those light blades rushed into the red cloud with an attitude of tearing everything apart. However, once their figures sank into the red cloud, they suddenly disappeared without a trace.

It was as if there was a huge space hidden beneath the burning soul.

Asura God had already taken a posture of fighting to the death, but as soon as the attack began, he fell into an endless abyss.

Cheng Yan couldn't believe what he saw. After countless light blades rushed in and disappeared, he hurriedly began to trace back, trying to call them back.

However, once the light blade sank into the red cloud, it was as silent as a stone sinking into the sea. No matter how he tried to recall it, there was no trace of it.

The fear on Cheng Yan's face became more and more obvious. He obviously thought of the gap, but no one could have imagined that the gap could be so big.

We are all gods, so he thought that he wouldn’t lose too badly.

But the reality is that he really lost very badly.

The subordinates who followed him hid in the distance, staring in amazement, not daring to move.

It seemed as if he was afraid that if he moved, he would be considered an accomplice.

In despair, Asura God became one with his axe. At that moment, it seemed that only the axe that created the world remained between the sky and earth illuminated by the rosy glow.

A ray of white light lit up between heaven and earth, trying to split the sky and earth apart and create a clear and bright world.

However, when the strongest meets the softest, it is like a drop in the ocean, making people despair. The space opened by the axe is filled with red clouds in an instant.

The rosy glow completely enveloped the Zhenling Axe, and the axe itself could not even emit the cold silver-white light.

The red cloud spread out in wisps, strangling the body of the Zhenling Axe like a stranglehold.

The figure of Shura God flashed several times, and was finally thrown out by Hongyun.

The red cloud surrounded him and strangled his neck, then the sharp light blades that penetrated the red cloud turned red and returned, and when King Shura opened his eyes wide in horror, they penetrated his body without hesitation.

Cheng Yan immediately let out a scream of pain.

It all happened so fast that even Kuiling, who was standing far away and watching with his eyes, couldn't react in time.

At that moment, Kui Ling suddenly realized that everyone seemed to know that Ye Shen was powerful, but no one seemed to know how powerful Ye Shen was.

His face was too deceptive. His appearance, like that of a delicate white porcelain flower, always made people underestimate his true strength.

The Shura God's screams subsided, and his pupils slowly dilated. Then, when they were halfway dilated, the red silk suddenly tightened, and the action of pinching his throat seemed to pull back his soul.

The Shura statue was half dead and then forced back to life, holding its neck and coughing until it almost fell apart.

Xing Chen opened his palms, and the red clouds that trapped the Shura God all dispersed and returned to his palms, turning into a red silk shape again.

He dragged the red silk by his feet and walked towards Cheng Yan leisurely.

Cheng Yan was still useful, so Xing Chen did not burn his soul.

Just let him experience the feeling of the light blade of his own Zhenling Axe penetrating into his chest and abdomen.

After all, the Soul-Suppressing Axe is his own symbiotic artifact. Even if it is contaminated by the Burning Soul, it will not cause fatal harm to him after entering his body.

Xing Chen stopped in front of Cheng Yan. Cheng Yan covered his neck and looked up at him with difficulty.

"Cheng Yan, I can see that you still want to kill me."

Cheng Yan moved his mouth but didn't say anything.

"I'm just sorry, you couldn't take my life more than 700 years ago, and you can't take my life more than 700 years later."

"Why, why don't you kill me." Cheng Yan's hoarse voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

"Wouldn't it be more painful for you to waste half of your divine power than to kill you?" Xing Chen asked with a smile.

"No." Cheng Yan shook his head slightly.

"Ok?"

"Life is, of course, more important than divine power."

King Shura's reaction was quite beyond Xing Chen's expectations.

After all, in Xingchen's impression, each of the gods in the Shura God family is quite powerful and particularly values ​​martial arts.

The God Realm is revered for its powerful divine powers, but divine powers themselves come in many varieties: gentle, fierce, offensive, defensive, and intelligent...

Among them, the Shura God family most admires fierce and powerful offensive divine power...

As the central figure of the family and the one in charge of the laws of the divine world, Cheng Yan always gives people the impression of being cold and ruthless, and extremely advocating the use of force.

Such a person will inevitably be proud of his own powerful divine power and look down on the lesser gods of other races with lesser powers.

Under such circumstances, with so much divine power wasted, most people would be unable to recover.

However, God Shura showed almost no condolences for his half of the divine power, as if he himself was not aware of it at all.

Xing Chen stared at him with interest for a while.

"I can't believe that what Shura God really believes is that a good death is worse than a miserable life."

Cheng Yan's choking cough finally stopped completely. He closed his eyes and pressed his chest hard.

"You win, everything you said is right. Tell me, what do you want me to do if I leave you alone?"

"You are so knowledgeable and interesting. I feel embarrassed to embarrass you."

"You don't have to be polite, Ye Shen. I just accepted my fate and have no chance. Otherwise, I would not be polite to you at all." Cheng Yan said in a cold voice.

Xing Chen squatted down beside him and looked into his eyes.

"You are really flexible. I just wonder if your family members will still warmly welcome you back."

"This is my own business, don't worry about it, Ye Shen."

Xing Chen smiled slightly, "It would be best if I don't need to worry about it."

From ancient times to the present day, from gods to humans, no matter which world, the most troublesome thing for those in power is the aristocratic family that inherits the family heritage.

Power can change, but family background can be passed down from generation to generation.

They are not the ones who hold power on the surface, but they can influence the change and rise and fall of power.

Therefore, if we want the situation to be stable, this kind of thing must not become bigger or stronger.

What Xing Chen wants to deal with is not just the Shura God.

And there is the entire family that pushed Shura God to the forefront.

He wants to live a peaceful and stable life with his master in the future, so these jumping clowns should not jump around and find things to disturb them for no reason.

Xing Chen certainly had his own considerations for leaving half of the divine power to Cheng Yan.

He made Cheng Yan no longer the most powerful person in the family, but with the remaining half of the divine power, as long as he tried his best, he would have enough ability to protect himself.

The Shura God Family reveres divine power, and there will definitely be some commotion in the future as they fight for the position of the first person in the family.

In this way, Xing Chen can break up their family's power without having to do it himself.

When the time comes, he can just stir up trouble a little and make this so-called family exist in name only.

"Okay, since King Shura is so sensible, I won't say any more."

Xing Chen put away the Burning Soul and stood up. The red glow in the sky quickly dissipated behind her, and the sky came in again.