Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

But the attack of the Hindu gods was not ineffective. Vishnu keenly noticed that the starlight had become dimmer than before.

effective!

He was delighted.

On the other side, Yang Jian and Nezha, who attempted to rush into the empty gate and kill the mother beast, were surrounded by five Indian gods.

The person in the middle was a man dressed in pure black, with his upper body bare.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, he recognized the other person's identity.

"Yama, you took advantage of me and others falling asleep to seize Fengdu, and now you dare to come out."

"Why shouldn't I dare? Not only will I seize your Fengdu, but today, India will also crush the Heaven Palace.

You clearly have billions of blood food, but you don't know how to use it. Such a waste. You might as well hand it over to us."

Yama sneered, but at this moment, six silver light wheels gathered in front of the gods and turned into a light gate.

A figure wearing a black imperial robe with golden patterns stepped out.

"Yama, your shadow in Fengdu was killed by a junior back then. Today, your real body will not have the same fate."

The emperor's robe fluttered, and six silver halos surrounded the body of Fengdu Emperor, symbolizing the six realms of reincarnation.

"Emperor Fengdu, why are you here?"

Yama's expression immediately became solemn. He wanted to use the phantom to kill Li Deyang because the other party had just returned and his strength was unstable.

But after a few years, the King of Fengdu had already returned to his peak form.

"This is all thanks to a certain junior who killed your phantom a few years ago."

Li Deyang turned his head and looked at the front of the battlefield, where Lin Xuan was fighting a giant beast.

The Great Xia God will also be stationed at various passes to prevent enemy invasions.

And this kid actually brought the Night Squad and set up such a huge space teleportation formation without anyone noticing, allowing them to come to support quickly.

Yama also saw that figure, and the murderous intent in his eyes was undisguised.

It's him!

If this person had not killed his phantom and ruined his plans, the last piece of Fengdu would have been in his hands!

There was murderous intent in Yama's eyes, and a silver halo was already slashing towards Yama.

Yang Jian and Nezha also took action immediately, and their double-edged three-pointed swords and fire-pointed spears cut through the sky.

Below, Lin Xuan and others were facing hundreds of beasts.

This time, there are more sub-beasts than before, hundreds of them, but their realms are also lower, ranging from the Sea Realm to Klein.

Lin Xuan took the lead, like a peerless killing god, tearing a hole in the herd of beasts. Wherever he passed, only a blank space was left, and even the corpses of the beasts were decayed and destroyed.

And charging along with Lin Xuan were twelve huge, ferocious corpses.

They were like twelve cold-blooded war machines, biting and devouring madly. Wherever they passed, all the beasts were torn into pieces.

On Lin Xuan's left side, the murderous black flame turned into a black light column that shot up into the sky. The black flame turned into a rain of fire, instantly turning the entire battlefield into a sea of ​​fire.

Each of his sword strikes would take away a young beast, and then he would retreat back into the flames, disappearing without a trace, just like a dragon returning to the sea, or like a silent ghost on the battlefield.

Flowers are in full bloom, grass is green, and a beautiful garden takes shape instantly with Lin Qiye as the center.

The gorgeous flowers climbed onto the body of the beast, and the beast's body immediately withered, while the flowers became even more colorful.

Thin silk threads intertwined on the battlefield, as if a spider had spread out a large web and began to snare its prey.

Countless forbidden objects danced in the air, transforming into streaks of light that pierced through the beast.

The Masked Team and the Phoenix Team were watching this scene, their hearts filled with doubts, but they also knew that now was not the time to ask questions, so they had to follow.

In the sky, a golden light directly exploded several Indian gods in the front, turning them into a blood mist.

Blood was oozing from the corner of Vishnu's mouth, but he was smiling.

Opposite him, the Queen Mother of the West held the Kunlun Mirror in her hand with a solemn expression.

The starlight in the Zhoutian Star Array is still flowing, but it is no longer bright.

"How dare you let other Indian gods die for you."

Between the two people was a layer of sticky blood mist.

Those were eighteen Indian gods who were beaten to death.

Vishnu did not respond to the Queen Mother of the West's words. He saw that the great array of stars in the sky had begun to dim.

Vishnu closed his eyes, opened his mouth and took a deep breath, sucking the blood mist into his stomach. The left side of his face looked more sacred and solemn, while the smile on his right face became more weird.

He put his hands together, and a golden Buddha statue that blocked out the sky and the sun appeared behind him.

The Buddha statue has one side holding a flower and smiling, while the other side has a fierce look.

As Vishnu slapped out with his palm, the four pairs of golden arms on the Buddha's face also bombarded towards the Zhoutian Star Array at the same time, as if eight mountains were pressing down directly.

Above the Zhoutian Star Array, golden and silver light flowed, gathering the power of the Zhoutian Star Array and transforming into a long sword a hundred feet high.

The sword is the king of all weapons.

The long sword was swung out, as if dragging out a gorgeous galaxy under the dark night sky.

"Galaxy" collided with the eight giant palms, and the space was shaking.

The aftermath almost blew away the Indian gods behind Vishnu.

Click!

The arms of the Buddha statue behind Vishnu cracked directly, and the star flags in the void also creaked under the heavy weight, and cracks appeared on them, as if they would break at the slightest touch.

The smile on Vishnu's face grew even wider, and blood-colored lines covered the entire body of the Buddha statue. At this moment, the Buddha statue seemed to have flesh and blood, and the originally broken arm began to grow again.

I have to admit that this formation is very tricky.

Although he was already at the end of his strength, he was still able to block the full force attack from the Buddha statue.

But that's about it.

Eight pairs of arms pressed towards the Zhoutian Star Array again, but this time, the power of the stars was not enough for them to block the full-strength attack of the Supreme Realm.

"It's not a good habit to use your surroundings to pressure others. Let me meet you."

In front of everyone, a scene that was extremely counterintuitive occurred.

A broken wooden sword less than one meter long is just a drop in the ocean compared to the eight golden palms as huge as mountains.

But at the moment the wooden sword appeared, the eight giant palms suddenly froze, as if they encountered some terrifying resistance and could no longer move forward.

A gentle breeze blew by, and a Taoist priest wearing a black and white robe and a wooden hairpin on his head appeared before the gods.

He held the whisk in one hand and made sword gestures with the other, pointing towards the eight giant palms from a distance.

In an instant, it seemed as if billions of immortal swords fell from the sky, crushing the eight giant palms and the golden Buddha statue into pieces.

Vishnu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his original calmness was replaced by an unprecedented solemnity.

"Daode, you came quite quickly."

“Not just me.”

The Lord of Morality shook his head and looked in the direction of [Empty Gate].

There was also a Taoist priest there.

The man was wearing coarse cloth and a pair of straw sandals. His face was like the bright moon and his eyes were like stars.

The Taoist smiled and bowed to the monks in the temple.

He seemed like a modest gentleman, but his words contained murderous intent.

"Brahma, do you want to get out of here on your own, or do you want me to go in and personally take off your head?"