Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

Finally, the Lord God spoke, "Perhaps, in this life, it's our turn to take action. As for the Reapers... hmph, we might be able to fight, or even strike back. We've worked so hard for so long, and we don't even realize how strong we are."

At this moment, a voice came from the golden throne, "The area of ​​the star realm should be divided. When the time comes, my three tribes will divide it up and devour the blood and qi. Perhaps we can have the ultimate battle."

"If we win this battle, in this life and the next, our three clans will embark on a glorious journey."

The other two main gods on the thrones also agreed: "Okay, the star realm has become fat, it's time to divide it up."

……

kill!

At this time, Ning Feng arrived at the ancient road.

He showed a crushing posture and didn't give anyone a chance to breathe in an instant.

He transformed into a killing storm, swimming upstream in the black tide.

"Heavenly Tyrant Fist."

A punch was thrown, and the purple fist force condensed into substance, transforming into a roaring, blood-red dragon.

In the fan-shaped area ahead, hundreds of shadow harvesters in energy form didn’t even have time to scream before they were burned into smoke by the extremely strong and masculine blood flames, and the imprint of their souls completely dissipated.

At this moment, a large voice like chanting sounded in my mind, as if in nothingness.

But Ning Feng couldn't see it at all.

"Divine pupil that breaks delusion!"

The vertical eye between the eyebrows opened again, and chaotic divine light swept across.

Those reapers who are good at mental pollution and releasing curses.

Suddenly, their filthy energies seemed to have met their nemesis. Under the illumination of the divine light, they disintegrated and evaporated, and were completely purified along with their twisted core souls.

"Go away!"

With a low roar, the phantoms of chaotic gods and demons surrounding Ning Feng suddenly expanded and let out a silent roar.

The terrifying pressure was like a physical hammer, smashing in all directions.

The reapers that were closer, regardless of their appearance or strength, had their armor, scales, and energy shields instantly covered with cracks.

Then, like porcelain hit by a sledgehammer, it exploded.

Flesh, blood, bones, and energy core turned into a rain of blood and minced meat.

Ning Feng, with his burly figure, stood tall and proud, striding forward while killing others. He asked sarcastically, "The Reaper?"

There are only these few words, but the sarcasm is self-evident.

boom,

boom,

boom,

He stepped forward, and with every step he took, the huge bones under his feet groaned under the weight, and spider-web-like cracks spread out.

Every step taken was accompanied by the death of large numbers of reapers.

The purple, blood-red flames dragged a long tail behind him, and wherever it passed, it left behind a bloody road paved with the remains of the reapers and the void of complete annihilation.

unstoppable.

Truly unstoppable.

What a martial god-level vanguard commander.

What elite team that is proficient in joint battle formations?

What kind of war beast is as big as a mountain...

In front of Ning Feng, they were all as fragile as paper.

Wherever the tyrant fist goes, gods and demons will be afraid.

Wherever the divine eyes shine, all evil turns to ashes.

The chaotic energy swept through, and all things returned to ruins.

"Kill kill kill."

Ning Feng was like a red-hot knife, stabbing fiercely into the solidified butter, rushing forward unhindered into the depths of the ancient road, towards the direction of the skeleton throne.

"kill."

A roar came from the Nine Dragon Coffin.

"Waste, all of you are waste. Stop him, even if it costs you your lives."

A Harvester Commander with an aura far beyond that of an ordinary one, his entire body covered in dark golden bone armor.

Holding a huge bone sickle, he let out a hysterical mental scream, trying to organize an effective defense.

However, its sound suddenly stopped.

Ning Feng's figure had appeared beside it at some point. His palm, wrapped in chaotic energy, easily penetrated its proud dark gold bone armor as if penetrating a layer of thin paper, and grasped its core that was beating with filthy soul fire.

"So noisy."

Ning Feng grinned.

then,

Put your five fingers together.

puff!

The Dark Gold Commander and its core were crushed to pieces.

The filthy soul fire was instantly burned out by the raging blood flames.