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

It was a pure black figure, shirtless, his entire body was like a tattered linen, tattered and covered with scars.

In his chest was a heart wrapped in dark red flames.

Although his body was in tatters and he looked like a spent force, his aura was breathtaking.

Lin Xuan's heart sank.

The other party is burning his own divinity in exchange for the last flash of glory.

It's like a mad dog forced into a desperate situation, fighting to the death.

The clouds dispersed, and high in the sky was a piece of debris, a piece of debris of the city.

The black bricks and tiles and the Daxia-style buildings reveal a sense of antiquity everywhere.

The reason why it is called a fragment is that it is not complete. The city walls and the houses in it are cut smoothly, and it seems to be a piece of puzzle of a complete city.

In the center of the city debris, there was a figure wearing a black imperial robe, surrounded by countless howling ghosts.

The eyes of the Emperor of Fengdu were filled with anxiety, and six silver light wheels were circling around him, so fast that no afterimage could be seen.

What really trapped him was not these countless ghosts, but this piece of Fengdu fragment, which was one-fifth of the origin of Fengdu.

He never imagined that when Yama was forced into a desperate situation by him, he would actually do such a thing and return the Fengdu origin that had been mostly refined to him.

That piece of origin was sent directly to him, and the silver halo automatically began to remove the impurities in it and merged with the Fengdu origin originally mastered by the Fengdu Emperor.

At the origin, the divinity of Yama is also attached.

If he chooses to break free from this origin, Yama will directly burn the divinity attached to it and annihilate it.

If he chose to merge the origin, he could only watch the Indian main god, who burned his divine nature and elevated himself to the strongest state, kill countless night watchmen in Chennan Pass in front of him.

His original idea was to go to the underworld of India to retrieve the fragment after destroying India.

Now, he is trapped by this fragment and is in a dilemma.

It’s ironic to think that the King of Fengdu was trapped in Fengdu.

The Emperor of Fengdu glared angrily, "Yama, how dare you!"

The other Great Xia gods each had opponents they needed to face directly, so even if they noticed the situation here, they would not be able to rush over so quickly.

Even if Fengdu’s origin is lost, it can be slowly restored.

But once a person is gone, they are truly gone.

Thinking of this, Li Deyang no longer hesitated and was about to smash the Fengdu fragment directly.

At this moment, a voice sounded from my ear.

"Your Majesty, there's no need for you to personally deal with this beast."

Lin Xuan smiled at Li Deyang, holding a scarlet sword in his palm.

"Just leave it to me."

"It's you!"

Before Li Deyang could reply, Yama was the first to react.

He had already recognized that this was the person who had ruined his plans in Fengdu that year.

"I was wondering why my attack just now didn't work. It seems you wiped it out with your little trick.

"You are just an ant. What I set up in Fengdu back then was just an illusion, which allowed you to win by chance. Now, you are still trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm. Well, I will kill you first!"

A hint of hatred flashed in Yama's eyes. If it weren't for the other party, the last piece of Fengdu would have been obtained by him.

As Yama finished speaking, not only his divine nature but also his soul began to burn, and endless death energy emanated from him.

He is the god who controls death, and being close to death makes him more powerful.

This moment is when he is closest to death, but also when he is at his strongest.

Yan Mo said with disdain, but in his heart he attached great importance to Lin Xuan.

It was because they had fought before that he knew how strange the other party was.

At the beginning, the other party relied on the realm he forcibly ascended to, and holding the scarlet sword in his hand, he was able to kill the shadow of the Lord God.

He still remembers the power to erase things out of thin air and the gray fog that could corrupt everything.

After a few years, who knows how much the other party has grown and how many abnormal abilities he has.

Yama did not dare to be arrogant. At this moment, he had already reached the pinnacle of his realm in this life, and even caught a glimpse of the door to the supreme realm from afar.

He changed his mind. He didn't need to kill all the ants in the swarm. He just needed to kill this one.

He had a hunch that this human was far more important than all the ants behind him combined. Killing him would definitely deal a heavy blow to Da Xia!

Dark red flames condensed in front of him, gathering more and more, and finally turned into an ancient-style hammer, only three inches long.

The hammer was covered in rust and looked very tattered. There were also many spots on it, which made it look ugly.

But the moment the hammer appeared, everyone subconsciously took a step back.

The thick breath of death almost condensed into liquid and overflowed. Just one look at it made people's hair stand on end and subconsciously want to stay away.

It was as if the ancient mace represented death itself.

"Lin Xuan, don't take it head-on. This is the power of death!"

When the Emperor of Fengdu saw the hammer, he hurriedly reminded him with a serious look in his eyes.

This thing is actually a symbol of Yama's power over death, which can give living beings eternal death rather than simply the annihilation of the body.

This is also the strongest attack that Yama, the god of death who is infinitely close to death, can condense!

Lin Xuan looked at the nail hammer made of dark red flames in the sky. Without the Emperor of Fengdu telling him, he could feel how terrifying this thing was just from the feeling of oppression.

Not to mention, this was an attack condensed from the opponent's burning divine nature and soul.

Lin Xuan knew that the other party was serious.

Lin Xuan gripped the blood-red sword tightly and made a gesture to sheathe it.

Don't forget, when he was in hell, he sucked the entire blood lake dry and turned it into nourishment for the sword [Greed].

This will also be the most powerful sword he can wield now!

The moment the hammer was formed, Yama became visibly weaker, and his body quickly shriveled up like a dried corpse.

He pointed in the direction of Lin Xuan.

The hammer slowly fell towards Lin Xuan. It was so slow that it seemed that any ordinary person could easily catch it.

But only a few high-ranking people could feel that every time the hammer pressed down, the space collapsed.

Behind the hammer, it seemed as if an endless black ocean was pressing down.

Lin Qiye's expression became majestic, like an inviolable king. He let Gilgamesh possess him.

Lin Qiye wanted to help him.

Baili Pangpang picked up the jade ruyi and quickly rose up. Cao Yuan gripped the long sword tightly, and the flames on his body gathered back into the long sword.

An Qingyu grew three heads and six arms and sat directly on the scarlet altar.

He wanted to sacrifice his own body directly.

The Masked Team and the Phoenix Team are also ready to go.

Hongying looked at the figure standing like a flagpole under the ancient hammer, her nails digging into the flesh and her lips bleeding from biting.

Lin Xuan noticed the movement behind him, turned around and smiled at everyone.

Everyone froze.

Except, Lin Xuan!

The sword body was flowing with a scarlet light like magma, and the scarlet blood energy spread out in an instant, as if condensing all the killing and destruction in the world.

The crimson cloak fluttered without wind, and the sword blade trembled slightly, making a low humming sound, as if it was eager to drink the blood of the gods.

The hammer chased towards Lin Xuan's head, slowly but unstoppably, as if saying that death is the only destination for everyone.

The space was trembling, the earth was wailing, and even the cubs, who were dominated by their mother and had only the desire to kill in their minds, retreated like the tide and were unwilling to come closer.

Yama's lips curled up into a smile.

He has seen the end.

Death is his destination.

At this moment, just as the hammer was about to fall on his head,

Lin Xuan, draw your sword!

The sword's edge cut through the sky, and the dazzling blood-red arc of light seemed to split the world in two.

It is like a blood-red sun, illuminating the dark night.

Wherever the sword light passed, time and space were distorted, as if the world was afraid and trembling.

It is afraid of the sword light!