The warrior Yu Xiaogang in Douluo

"Tang Chen, your enemy is here!!"

Looking at the tall figure in the light, the God of Slaughter covered up the slightly flickering fear in his eyes and roared: "The blood debt of thousands of people in the Haotian Sect!! Just today!!"

Even if he has now devoured most of everything in Bibi Dong, his strength has surpassed that of a first-level god. He possesses two divine weapons and faces Yu Xiaogang who has become a true god.

She still had fears.

"You are late."

Tang Chen stared intently at the tall figure standing next to Bibi Dong with his head lowered and silent.

"I know you are angry!! You are in pain!! Now I think you can also feel my pain, right?"

Tang Chen pointed at his heart, furious.

"Don't worry, you won't be in pain soon."

After a pause, he suddenly regained his composure. He held the Shura Demonic Sword tightly with both hands. Black flames burned, and countless complicated and disturbing demonic patterns danced and jumped on its surface.

Space itself seems to be trembling, and all matter and power will be annihilated under the black flames.

The head of the snake-haired woman in the middle activates the evil power that she is most familiar with, activating the sacred weapon Rakshasa Sickle in her hand.

The Rakshasa Demon Scythe suddenly expanded and transformed into a size that the eight-meter-tall body of the God of Slaughter could just hold.

The blade was curved like a crescent moon, exuding a lifeless aura that was extremely cold and seemed to be able to split the space itself. Dark smoke-like energy flows around the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, and a gentle wave can bring out bursts of shrill wind sounds that resound through the sky.

The beast's head on the left roared, and the body of the God of Slaughter once again grew a pair of arms. The surrounding blood continued to pour into its hands, and it condensed into a blood-red spear in an instant. This was not a divine weapon, but a gathering of divine power, and it was the only one that had not yet forged a divine weapon.

Roar! !

At this time, the God of Slaughter had three heads and six arms, holding two artifacts, and suddenly let out a roar.

As this sound wave spread, the clouds that were originally flowing in the sky instantly became chaotic, as if they were dyed with a thick layer of darkness. Amidst the turbulence, an ominous atmosphere quickly spread.

As the bad aura filled the air, the power contained in the God of Slaughter began to fluctuate violently, and a dazzling and suffocating dark red light bloomed around him. The light seemed to be drawn from another abyss of despair, conveying endless terror and death.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's full strength, Rakshasa's mind was naturally confident. She was not fighting as a god now.

But three gods coexist! !

At the same time, he possesses the power of Shura, the power of evil, and a new special killing power, which was born from devouring hundreds of millions of small Wuji cultivators to become a soul master.

Divinity, human nature, and animal nature are all present. The Shura divine power, the evil divine power, and the new special killing power merge with each other to form an extremely powerful force.

Her three heads and six arms can perfectly display these three top divine powers, allowing her combat effectiveness to reach its peak.

Such an existence is the most perfect true god in her eyes! !

So beautiful! !

"Grand Maester, have you seen my perfect true body?"

Three sharp and piercing voices sounded from the mouth of the God of Slaughter, roaring like a man, a woman, and an animal, with a strange and evil aura.

"Thanks to you. If you hadn't promoted the Little Wuji Zhuang, how could I have obtained such a powerful body? I didn't expect that the quality of the Douluo Continent's soul masters tens of thousands of years later would be so high. I even ate several soul masters whose essences were as powerful as mine. The presence."

"I don't know how high I can reach by devouring you, Grand Maester? But don't worry, I will reunite you and everything you care about in the body of the God of Slaughter!! You are all mine!!"

The God of Slaughter looked at Yu Xiaogang, his eyes shining with excitement and greed.

Although the power brought by those existences was very weak, the essence deep in her soul was comparable to that of gods. Fusion and assimilation of such existences allowed her to reach such a high level in the mortal world.

As long as she defeats Yu Xiaogang, the greedy Saint King Angel, the fire dragon with the power of a god king, and Zhu Zhuqing's space power, of course she will not let them go! !

Yu Xiaogang slowly raised his head, looked directly at the God of Slaughter with his stern eyes, and uttered a sentence:

"It's noisy."

The words fell.

The winds and clouds are changing, and the heaven and earth are falling apart.

Yu Xiaogang's figure was like a god descending, his long hair fluttering with the wind, and his eyes condensed with endless sharpness.

A bright golden giant sword suddenly appeared between heaven and earth!

It is the Wuji Jingmang Sword! !

At this level, the increase brought by the moves between mortals will become extremely small. What is pursued is the ultimate strength and authority. The competition at the same level is all about fighting instinct, divine power and will.

And the Wuji Jingmang Sword has been improved time and time again, leaving only that - invincible will!

Not an artifact is better than an artifact!

At this time, a giant god appeared and suddenly grasped the golden giant sword and slashed downwards!

Under that will, the God of Slaughter's eyes widened, and his body felt as cold as death. The shocking will in the Wuji Jinglang Sword was more than a hundred times stronger than what she had seen in Wuhun City! !

She had a premonition that if she was hit from the front, she would die!

In a blink of an eye, he saw the infinite sword in the sky and the earth slashing down from the sky like lightning.

No time to react!

She instinctively roared and raised her Rakshasa Sickle to block.

"when--!!"

The collision of gold and darkness made a loud noise that made the whole world tremble.

There was a crisp sound from the center of the impact!

"How can this be?!!"

The God of Slaughter rushed forward and flew backwards, dragging a long trace on the ground. She seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, and there was a tremor in her voice.

It turned out that it was just a collision, and her magical weapon Rakshasa Sickle could no longer hold up. Cracks appeared on the surface of the entire artifact and continued to spread. The face of the God of Slaughter became very ugly.

This was just one blow that almost destroyed an artifact! !

She had thought that she could easily eliminate Yu Xiaogang, but she didn't expect that the opponent's power was so powerful.

Tang Chen held his head tightly, holding the Shura Demonic Sword, with a solemn expression.

With that blow just now, his 70% confidence in defeating Yu Xiaogang dropped to 30%!

But there was no time for them to discuss countermeasures, and Wuji Jingmang Sword's will soared to its peak at this moment! !

Bang! ! Bang! ! Bang! !

The will and power in the Wuji Jingmang Sword seems to be endless, falling time and time again at a speed that the God of Slaughter cannot dodge!

He didn't even have time to escape. The sword glow was continuous and forced him to resist!

The sword light intertwined with the purple-black and blood-red light in the air, bursting out with a dazzling light.

The aftermath of each of their collisions can destroy surrounding trees and rocks, setting off violent storms.

There were even cracks in the surrounding space, as if the whole world couldn't bear such power and collapsed.

Just a few encounters.

<divclass="contentadv">The Shura Demon Sword and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in the hands of the God of Slaughter were cut off by the Wuji Jingmang Sword one after another! !

The God of Slaughter was even more shocked by the power of the sword, with blood all over her body. In the center of where she stood, the entire land was sunk into an abyss with a radius of thousands of miles!

At the moment when the artifact was broken, Yu Xiaogang could clearly pierce their chests with the Infinite Jinglang Sword, but he acted so violently. He was not as calm as he appeared.

Only Shelter with the silver mark in Bibi Dong's direction was not affected.

Without stopping, the infinite shocking sword in the sky contained a shocking will and fell heavily again!

"Do not!!!"

But in this blow, the God of Killing only had the hilt of the divine weapon in his hand, and could no longer resist such terrifying power. Her face changed rapidly, and she wanted to try to escape, but was locked tightly by the Infinite Shocking Sword.

They could only watch as the golden lightsaber that could destroy him fell!

puff! !

It directly penetrated the chest of the God of Slaughter, and then with a slight stroke, three huge heads flew high, and the body of the God of Slaughter was directly divided.

Blood splattered all over the sky. This god who symbolized killing fell!

The two halves of the God of Slaughter's body fell into the endless abyss of the earth.

The golden giant sword slowly dissipated between the sky and the earth, but the move of the Infinite Jinglang Sword was so fast that the whole process seemed to only take a few breaths.

In just one sentence, the battle was over!

Yu Xiaogang made a casual move, and the head of the snake-haired woman flew in front of his eyes.

He carefully studied the head of the snake-haired woman suspended in mid-air, her eyes filled with fear and hatred, her expression indifferent.

"I" the snake-haired woman's head opened her mouth and wanted to speak.

Yu Xiaogang frowned slightly, not wanting to talk to her. He raised his hand and squeezed it, and his head instantly exploded into powder.

The next moment, countless incomplete light spots burst out from the head and spread to the surroundings.

"Ugh."

Yu Xiaogang stretched out his hand to intercept a piece of fragment, observed his breathing for a few times, his eyes flashed with complex emotions, and he sighed with some regret.

This is Bibi Dong’s true spirit fragment.

I don’t know which ‘Destiny’ the God of Slaughter has devoured, and he can actually cause such irreparable trauma to the true spirit.

Even now, he was a little helpless. He could only pause Bibi Dong's time for a while, but it couldn't be permanent.

"Cough cough."

When Bibi Dong saw the crazy snake-haired woman's head being crushed, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes.

Another god who claims to be invincible in front of Xiaogang

She knew this was the outcome.

She couldn't help but think of the time when she and Qian Daoliu both thought they were invincible, but when they joined forces, they were crushed by Xiaogang. Once, only an eight-ring soul Douluo had such strength, but now he has become a god, and no one knows what he is like. How strong.

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Hearing the cough, Yu Xiaogang knelt down and gently hugged Bibi Dong into his arms. A milky white halo enveloped the two of them, and they said nothing.

Bibi Dong leaned against Yu Xiaogang's embrace, feeling a surge of warmth and comfort in her heart.

She knew that this was a special tacit understanding between them. Even if they didn't speak, they could feel each other's feelings.

She knew that if Xiaogang had a way to save her, he would definitely try his best to save her instead of remaining silent like this.

If the magical power on her forehead hadn't kept her alive, she would have died the moment the God of Slaughter pulled out the Shura Demon Sword.

After lingering for a moment, the silvery white light on her forehead became weaker and weaker, and the cold and dead silence approached step by step. Bibi Dong knew that time was running out, so she whispered:

"Dong'er regrets it."

"I regret that I didn't save you that day."

She raised her head slightly and stared into Yu Xiaogang's calm eyes, with no trace of sadness in them.

But Bibi Dong felt the slight trembling of her eyelashes, and a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed in her eyes. The arms hugging her body trembled involuntarily, revealing the deep pain hidden in his bones.

Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly revealed a trace of sadness.

"I'm sorry, Dong'er was too willful. I thought we still had a long, long life," she said intermittently.

"I don't blame you." Yu Xiaogang just hugged her tightly, trying to control the trembling in his voice, and said softly.

A ray of milky white light suddenly erupted, and the pure power of faith poured into Bibi Dong's body like a flood.

However, this power is like sand thrown into the sea, unable to touch the true core.

The only true spirit.

Perhaps Bibi Dong's true spirit was too compatible with the God of Slaughter. In just a short while, two-thirds of it was eaten away by the God of Slaughter, and the remaining one-third was in vain.

This is a Tao injury! !

Yu Xiaogang had a premonition when he was in Jinghu Lake. This retreat would break through Hunyuan for at least a hundred years before he could perfectly integrate the three major Dharma phases and control Wuji Tianzun.

When Bibi Dong fell into the blood mist, the silver mark he left on Bibi Dong's forehead lit up, and his heart palpitated when he felt the crisis of falling.

He forcibly broke through and achieved Hunyuan, but he came a step too late and ended up like this!

I'm really unhappy.

"Let go and live well." Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with tears, but her face was filled with a bright smile.

Yu Xiaogang ignored it and remained silent.

Unfortunately, everything is in vain.

Bibi Dong was unable to resist and could only let him do what he did. Looking into Yu Xiaogang's eyes, she suddenly raised her hand slowly and tremblingly, touching Yu Xiaogang's warm face lightly. Her movements were dignified but full of silent emotions:

"Do you still remember when we came back from Jelling City?"

"The scene where you came walking on the colorful rainbow just now is really very similar to the unparalleled hero in the storybook. Dong'er broke his promise."

"Dong'er really wants to go back to the beginning. Dong'er really hopes that the words he lied to you about back then are true. Dong'er is just a girl from a family of scholars with no soul. , we are not soul masters, we are all ordinary mortals, and we will become great scholars together.

Find a quiet little village where we can grow our favorite flowers,

Give birth to a son, raise a daughter, and grow old together. "

Listening, the corners of Yu Xiaogang's eyes shone with tears, and a crystal teardrop fell from the corner of his eyes, gently dripping on Bibi Dong's face.

"Why are you crying? Dong'er, wipe it for you."

Bibi Dong said softly, stretching out her hand to wipe away the tears falling from Yu Xiaogang's face. The hand suddenly stopped, as if all its strength had been exhausted, and fell down weakly.

The silvery white light on his forehead gradually disappeared.

Bibi Dong closed her eyes.

Just fell asleep.