Douluo Continent: The Road to the Godhood of the Seven Shrek Monsters

"White Tiger Sky Thunder Destroy" was spoken almost at the same time as Zhu Zhuqing, and Dai Mubai also took the risk. The 100-level demigod power in his body was running wildly, and he launched his ninth soul skill again. Before the shouts dissipated, the black clouds in the sky suddenly exploded, and a huge blazing white lightning suddenly rushed out from the black clouds. The violent and overbearing force even tore the surrounding space into pieces.

At this moment, the originally careless Rakshasa God couldn't help but change his expression with awe, and his hand waving the sickle became a little more forceful.

The next moment, red flames, gray blades, ripples, and lightning collided violently together, and the entire space seemed to be still for a moment. But then, a scene appeared that shocked Dai Mubai and others.

The inconspicuous thin gray blade instantly expanded and turned into an astonishing giant gray blade. A trace of evil aura rose from the blade. With just one blow, it froze and then shattered the phoenix flames all over the sky. The entire process Without the slightest suspense, Phoenix Fire was beaten to death, and Ma Hongjun's body was violently thrown away with the violent force of the shock.

The following Nether Space Cut did not make any achievements, and was quickly torn apart by the terrifying giant blade. The huge backlash force made Zhu Zhuqing exhale in pain, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and her delicate body was like a kite with broken strings. Falling from the sky.

"Zhuqing" Ma Hongjun was stunned.

"Zhuqing" Dai Mubai's heart was bleeding because it was his hesitation that prevented him from protecting his woman. At this moment, he really wanted to grab the Rakshasa God, step on her soles and ravage her so that he could relieve the hatred in his heart.

But is it possible? The blazing white lightning has also been easily resolved. Dai Mubai hated it, but no matter how much he hated it, he had no choice but to fly towards Zhu Zhuqing and hold her in his arms after she was injured and fell.

There was a soft sound of "Pu Chi", and just as Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were paying attention to the injured Zhu Zhuqing, the frightening gray light flashed again, breaking through the air from an unexpected and weird angle, and hitting the two people's backs directly. .

"Be careful, Fatty Mubai." Zhu Zhuqing, who was lying in Dai Mubai's arms, saw this scene in a daze. He exclaimed and with a sudden force, he broke free from Dai Mubai's arms and pushed Dai Mubai hard. Pushed out.

There was an explosion of "Boom", and the phoenix flames erupted again. The price of hastily resisting the attack of the Rakshasa God was a mouthful of blood. Ma Hongjun was slashed far away by the overbearing gray blade, and his barely stable figure was already a little shaky. .

But Dai Mubai, who was pushed out by Zhu Zhuqing, still didn't escape the blow. The hateful gray blade just flashed and followed Dai Mubai's body again, grazing his left shoulder and flying out. Fortunately, he only had a slight interaction with the gray blade, otherwise if he was hit from the front, even if Dai Mubai was a level 100 demigod, he would inevitably suffer a fatal blow.

"Hmph" Dai Mubai grunted, ignoring the bleeding injury on his left shoulder, and hurriedly flew towards Ma Hongjun and Zhu Zhuqing.

Dai Mubai's heart was full of bitterness at this time. This was just one confrontation, and the three of them were each injured.He now understands that the one-level difference in soul power between a hundred-level demigod and a -level son of a god represents two completely different realms. Facing the -level Rakshasa God, the three of them are insignificant. Just like a drop of water in the ocean, no one can make the slightest wave.

At this time, the body of the Rakshasa God standing in mid-air surrounded by purple light was like a chasm in front of them, almost extinguishing their hope of survival.

However, instead of being depressed at all, Dai Mubai's face showed a trace of determination, and a crazy aura swept over him without reservation.

"Since you want to eat us, then you must be prepared to have your teeth broken." Taking a deep breath, the white shadow flashed, and Dai Mubai's eyes ignited with fire and madness, and he rushed again To the Rakshasa God. This time, the muscles on his martial soul's true form, White Tiger, had swelled to the limit. Tiny golden rays of light were wandering on the surface of his body. The power of the demigod was operating at a high speed under his urging, revealing a sense of desolation and despair. meaning.

He, Dai Mubai, the evil-eyed white tiger, started to fight desperately

"Idiot" The blue-fanged face of the Rakshasa God showed a trace of disdain, and then the Rakshasa Sickles in his hands crossed each other and collided with each other, and an extremely rich black light emerged. He kept swinging the giant scythe, and black lights appeared one after another, flying all over the sky. Then, he shouted softly: "Death and withering"

At this moment, a total of ten soul rings of the Rakshasa god black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red, and miserable green suddenly jumped up, followed by countless rays of black light that shot into the void one after another, turning into dots of black. mark. Black marks swam around the dragon and snake, and connected together in the blink of an eye. After a violent thunder, the sky that was previously densely covered with purple light turned strangely gloomy, and then several cracks suddenly appeared, and black rain poured down from them. Next, the sound of "ZZZZ" sounded everywhere.

This terrifying scene fell in the eyes of Ma Hongjun and Zhu Zhuqing, and their hearts trembled suddenly, because at this time Dai Mubai had already rushed into the black rain

"Ah" black raindrops fell on Dai Mubai's shoulders, and a burst of heartbreaking pain made Dai Mubai's face twist. At this moment, he was trembling. The fear he had never felt before stopped his forward movement abruptly, and the burst of energy had to be recovered to resist the black rain in the sky.

"ZZZZZ" The black rain was like a monster that could devour all things, devouring life everywhere. The plants covered by the black rain in the distance withered instantly, and even holes with green smoke appeared on the ground.

"Boss Dai, please retreat quickly." A flash of red light flashed, and Ma Hongjun shouted and rushed forward. He couldn't bear to see his brother in such pain and remained indifferent, even though he knew that even if he went up, he still wouldn't be able to change anything.

"Don't come over." Dai Mubai was also in trouble at this moment. It wasn't that he didn't want to retreat, but that the black rain skill that the Rakshasa god had mastered was strangely highly adhesive, and his body was covered by the black rain. After the hit, even movement became a luxury.

If it really continues like this, Dai Mubai will probably be drenched to death by this overbearing black rain.

At this time, the Rakshasa God did not make any movement, and just stood quietly in the void, looking down at Dai Mubai and others struggling for life with an expression like a cat playing with a mouse.

He has a hobby, that is, he likes to watch the people he wants to kill tortured to death in front of him. In his eyes now, Dai Mubai seemed to be the fat on his chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by him.

"Mubai Fusion" Zhu Zhuqing's cold face showed strong reluctance. Seeing her beloved in such pain, her heart was bleeding.

"Roar" Hearing Zhu Zhuqing's cry, Dai Mubai's struggling figure suddenly shook up, then his eyes lit up, and he turned around with all his strength.

"Meow" Zhu Zhuqing jumped up, and his faint shadow crossed the dim sky.

A shadow of a white tiger stood erect with difficulty, waiting in the distance, and a shadow of a civet fairy rushed towards him with affectionate expressions.At this moment, there was nothing else in the eyes of the two of them. In the past, when the two of them got together at Shrek Academy, scenes of the Seven Monsters, Poseidon Island, and the battle against the Spirit Hall appeared in front of their eyes. Their moving eyes were focused and filled with deep affection. .

Getting closer, that beautiful face touches Dai Mubai's heart, even if we die, we will die together; getting closer, that majestic and majestic body blurs Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, having you in this life is enough

"Damn it, Boss Dai and the others still have the heart to play affectionate. Hey, my poor Xiangxiang may never see the wise and powerful me again." The injured Ma Hongjun moved with difficulty, with an envious expression on his face.

Sooner or later, the two phantoms, carrying special emotions, merged together in the blink of an eye. In the blending of black and white light, a ghostly white tiger that was slightly larger than before roared towards the sky and revealed itself. shape.

The Nether White Tiger at this time is very different from before.Although its body shape is still the shape of a giant tiger, it vaguely gives people a strange feeling that it looks like a dragon but not a tiger.The fused giant tiger was as golden as if it were made of gold, with traces of blood. The tiger's eyes were filled with extreme coldness, and a powerful aura that dominated the world suddenly rose.This is obviously not the usual Nether White Tiger.

Ever since Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's strength increased to peerless Douluo, or since Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul evolved into the Civet Fairy, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing have never used the Netherworld White Tiger Fusion Technique.

At this moment, the death and withering skill created by the Rakshasa God was blocked by the dazzling divine light of the Netherworld White Tiger, no, it should be a higher-level existence. Then the giant tiger raised its head, and a golden light wave hit the air. Destroy the source of this black rain in an instant

Dai Mubai was astonished, Zhu Zhuqing was astonished, Ma Hongjun was astonished, and the Rakshasa God, who had always been aloof, was also astonished. No, he was shocked because he clearly felt a wave of divine power in this giant tiger that was not weaker than his.

This is a god-level power. How could it appear on these two people? The Rakshasa God couldn't believe his eyes.

The black rain suddenly stopped. This eye-popping move immediately made the Rakshasa God's contemptuous gaze become more serious, and his already ferocious face became even more uglier.

In fact, the strength of a peerless Douluo and a hundred-level demigod's martial soul fusion skill Netherworld White Tiger has reached the level of the Son of God. The golden light all over his body is the most vivid manifestation of the Son of God's divine power.

"Roar" the giant tiger roared at the Rakshasa God, and then, with a flash of its huge front paws, it swung in front of the Rakshasa God, as if this blow could tear it to pieces.

"Humph" God Rakshasa's expression condensed, and he quickly put aside his shock, and continued to wave the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe filled with gray energy, blocking the attack of the Netherworld White Tiger.

This time there was nothing fancy, the tiger claws and the giant scythe collided directly. The Rakshasa God did not move at all, and a contemptuous smile once again appeared on his ugly blue face, because the giant tiger that was so powerful just now was slashed by the sickle and took a few steps back.

Although the strength of the giant tiger in front of him has increased a lot and his momentum is much stronger than before, the Rakshasa God is a serious god after all. His Rakshasa power is much stronger than that of the Netherworld White Tiger who has just reached the god level. In this confrontation, a judgment was made.

A few more rounds of fierce collisions

"Poof" a blood arrow spurted out from the tiger's mouth.

That Rakshasa Demon Scythe is so weird. Every time they fight, there is always a death gray energy that interferes with the Netherworld White Tiger, making it even more difficult to fully exert its already weak strength; and the attack of the Rakshasa God The speed was so fast that it was difficult for the giant tiger to react. After just a few fights, the giant tiger was injured and vomited blood. This was the Netherworld White Tiger with the strength of the Son of God. If they had fought alone, they would have died long ago.

Even though he said "It's just an appearance", the Rakshasa God was still surprised by the terrifying defensive power of the Netherworld White Tiger. He was very clear about the power of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe. At this time, although the Netherworld White Tiger's body looked dripping with blood, It looks like it, but it doesn't hurt the inside too much.

At this time, the Rakshasa God once again had a cat-and-mouse expression on his face. It seemed that he was no longer eager to kill the rather weird white tiger in front of him. He actually came up with the idea of ​​​​seeing how long it could last. .

The Rakshasa Demonic Scythe once again bloomed with deadly gray confusion, and a playful flower of death was waiting to bloom.

"Roar" a tiger roar with endless resentment showed that the battle was still going on.

The aura of the Netherworld White Tiger gradually became a little depressed, and the huge body was no longer gorgeous, as if the most exquisite work of art had been destroyed. There were many huge scars on the tiger's body that were bleeding profusely.The giant tiger panted for a while, then used its hind legs to exert all its strength and charged forward again.

While the fierce battle between the Nether White Tiger and the Rakshasa God was in full swing, Ma Hongjun dragged his seriously injured body towards Davis with difficulty. When Davis saw it, he was so frightened that he screamed and ran away in a hurry.

"Mubai, stop fighting, let's run away while we still have the strength." Zhu Zhuqing's voice sounded in Dai Mubai's mind, with a hint of anxiety and helplessness. Yes, the difference in strength is too big. Even if you can barely deal with it now, will you be able to resist it when you are exhausted? I guess there is no other way but death.

"Okay." Dai Mubai was exhausted to the extreme at this time. He jumped up fiercely. Using all his strength, he swung his huge tail and blocked the Rakshasa God's attack. In a flash, the golden light and shadow flashed again. Shi had already appeared next to Ma Hongjun.

"Fat man, stop chasing me, let's go" came a buzzing voice. When Ma Hongjun heard the sound, he immediately gave up his pursuit of Davis, clenched his teeth and used the last bit of strength in his body to jump directly onto the tiger's back.

"Whoosh!" The tiger turned into a golden light and ran towards the distance.

"If you want to escape, I want to see where you can escape to." The Rakshasa God's eyes were full of teasing, and the purple figure turned and turned into a thunderous giant and chased away.

As a result, two rays of light, one gold and one gray, appeared in the sky above the Star Luo Empire, one after the other, shooting towards the distance. From time to time, there were one or two fierce collisions, telling the story of their unrest along the way. .

The Netherworld White Tiger, covered in blood, was sprinting ahead with Ma Hongjun on his back. The Rakshasa God followed closely behind, running farther and farther, and gradually came to the border of the Tiandou Empire.

The scenery here is dim, and an inexplicable feeling spreads out. There seems to be something unusual. It is Hu Liena's territory.

"Be careful!" Just when Dai Mubai was distracted and looking around with the help of his tiger eyes, Ma Hongjun's urgent voice came over. At this time, the Rakshasa God seemed to have lost his patience. The Rakshasa Demon Scythe swung to the ground, and a nearly substantial bloody sword light struck down from the air towards the golden tiger like a thunderbolt.

"Rakshasa blood evil, kill" As if the devil's voice came from hell, the Rakshasa God began to take action. I saw a bloody blade appearing on the sky with great visual impact. The soul-hungry blood-red color rendered the entire sky into a thick atmosphere of killing.

The bloody sword swooped down suddenly, and the harsh sound of breaking wind pierced the eardrums of Ma Hongjun and the Netherworld White Tiger until blood flowed. It was about to hit the huge body of the Netherworld White Tiger.

"Phantom Wusheng" Dai Mubai was desperate. Looking at the bloody sword light that was rushing towards him, a sad and bitter smile appeared on his face. Then, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and his heart trembled. With a tremor, a nearly incandescent translucent ball of light burst out.

Phantom Wusheng is a new martial soul fusion technique discovered after Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul evolved into the Civet Fairy and the two of them fused. This skill must combine the two parties' minds to be united, fearless, trusting each other, and even the determination to destroy both the enemy and the enemy. At the same time, this skill is also a desperate move that can damage the enemy by 3,000 and damage itself by 800, no matter it is activated. Depending on the degree of damage to the enemy after the skill, the user who activates the skill will surely suffer varying degrees of backlash.

"Boom" The attacks from both sides collided violently, shaking the earth for a moment. The violent energy flattened everything in the center of the explosion point. Even the Rakshasa God was frightened by the overbearing recoil force. It flew out.

The Rakshasa God was seriously injured by this desperate blow

God Rakshasa looked at the Netherworld White Tiger that spurted blood and flew upside down. The teasing color in his eyes faded away, replaced by boundless anger and horror. He did not expect that this Netherworld White Tiger, which had not truly reached the level of a god, would actually If such a powerful soul skill were to be used against him again, he would definitely not be able to withstand it, and would either die or be seriously injured. After all, he was only a son of a god who had just completed the inheritance of the god's residence. He had no understanding and use of the Rakshasa god's skills. It can only be described as a drop in the ocean. When he faced the Netherworld White Tiger's fusion skill, which was more powerful than he imagined, he was obviously at his wits' end.

Just as the Rakshasa God was furious and thinking wildly, he heard the roar of a tiger that echoed across the sky.

The Nether White Tiger, who was almost in despair, was so excited when he saw that "Phantom Wusheng" had such great power. No matter how much it backfired on him, he immediately put all his energy into launching it again. There was no other way, since he only had this super power now. The fusion skill works, so use it with all your strength, and kill this Rakshasa God first.

When the Rakshasa God saw that the Netherworld White Tiger was about to use that magical skill that made him frightened again, he was startled and panicked in his heart. At this time, he had no suitable moves to deal with it. "Well, since you want to die, then let me give you a glorious death." Then, the Rakshasa God gritted his teeth and took out a purple ball of light first. With another wave of his hand, the ball of light flew towards the Netherworld White Tiger like lightning. Fly away. The moment this ball of light appeared, a strong look of reluctance and pain flashed across God Rakshasa's face.

This ball of light was given by the Rakshasa God in the God Realm for him to use against Tang San. The attack and destructive power of this object is directly proportional to the user's divine power, and the most terrifying thing about it is that it is viciously destructive. It can seal the divine power of a strong person of the same level in a short time, even if it is ten times higher than one's own. A multi-level powerful enemy can seal his instant divine power even when he is unprepared.

Don't underestimate the effect of this instantaneous seal. Just imagine, if there is a duel between powerful gods, even just a moment of surprise may turn the entire battle situation around, not to mention the instantaneous divine power seal.

Of course, even the Rakshasa God in the God Realm only had one such heaven-defying treasure. If it wasn't to ensure that he could kill Tang San, how could he take it out.

At this time, the Netherworld White Tiger, who had suffered heavy injuries and had not yet used the soul fusion skill again, looked at the flying light ball, and the hair on his body suddenly stood up. He naturally felt the terrifying power contained in the light ball.

Dai Mubai, who was inside the Netherworld White Tiger, was extremely panicked at this moment. If he was hit by this ball of light, the hope of the three of them surviving would be extremely slim.Thinking of this, Dai Mubai shuddered and forcibly released the fusion of the Netherworld White Tiger in an instant. At that moment, he used his gentle soul power to throw Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun out. At the same time, he looked back and looked at Zhu Zhuqing with reluctance. One glance.

After doing this, Dai Mubai turned his attention to the light ball that was already close to him, and used all his soul bone skills and soul ring skills to resist this weird light ball. However, how can the God of Rakshasa’s heaven-defying treasure be so easy to deal with?

The answer is definitely regrettable

Although Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun were thrown away by Dai Mubai, none of the three of them, including Ma Hongjun and Zhu Zhuqing, could safely escape this earth-shattering blow.

However, all Dai Mubai's last efforts were not in vain. Ma Hongjun and Zhu Zhuqing, who were thrown away, desperately threw all their special skills at them. It was precisely because of the three people's desperate resistance that Dai Mubai Just survived this horrific blow

After a long time, the light all over the sky dissipated, and Dai Mubai was shrouded in a strange dark purple light; Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun were also violently thrown away by the aftermath of the explosion, but they were not affected by the vicious It's just contaminated by the power of the seal.

At this time, all three of them were covered in blood and fell into a pool of blood at the bottom of the huge pit.

Defeated, really defeated

Even with the fusion of martial souls, the Netherworld White Tiger, who could reach the realm of the Son of God, was still defeated in the end. They had tried their best.

"Mubai, even if we die, we will hold hands and die together." The moment he fell to the ground, Zhu Zhuqing's words echoed in Dai Mubai's mind.

"Zhu Qing" At this time, Dai Mubai's eyes had a hint of deathly gray, and he turned his gaze to Ke Ren'er, who was lying in a pool of blood not far away.

"Ahem Mubai" Zhu Zhuqing responded softly, and then crawled towards Dai Mubai, but due to excessive force, the wound was involved, and he fell down again.

"I'm here." Dai Mubai didn't care about the Rakshasa God now, he was only thinking about his lover.

"Haha" Zhu Zhuqing looked up at Dai Mubai and smiled sweetly. At this moment, she was so happy that there was a touch of sweetness amidst the misery in her eyes.

Close, still a few meters away, Dai Mubai, the evil-eyed white tiger, could be with his beloved forever.

After one meter, Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and watched the person in his heart stretch out his hand.

Half a meter away, Zhu Zhuqing also closed her beautiful eyes in relief.

Finally, two hands that had already been dyed red in the pool of blood touched together. At this moment, it seemed as if the world had stopped.Ma Hongjun on the side looked at the two affectionate partners with envy, quietly turned his face away, and quietly wiped the corners of his eyes.

"Mubai, do you think we will still be together after death?" At this time, Zhu Zhuqingyu's hands were shaking slightly, and her face was so pale because of the injury that there was no trace of blood. A drop of crystal fell from her charming face as she spoke. Bringing out the slightest bit of desolation.

Pulling up the gauze to half-cover her tearful eyes, the beauty is as if she were dreaming and drunk.

"Yes, I will definitely do it." Dai Mubai's voice was almost moaning when he spoke at this moment. The powerful counterattack of Phantom Wusheng was destroying his body, and the strange dark purple divine light was rapidly devouring his body functions.

"Whoops!" A purple light came again, and the evil aura disrupted the most beautiful moment.

"Is love enough?" The Rakshasa God, who was wearing a purple armor with a somewhat uneven stomach, appeared in the sky waving the Rakshasa Magic Scythe, and his gnashing teeth revealed infinite murderous intent.

No one answered him. At this moment, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing only had each other in their hearts. Their eyes were full of affectionate gazes. Wasn't it just at this moment that their vows for life and eternity were reflected?

"Then go to hell" God Rakshasa concentrated his divine power and struck with anger

Suddenly, from the sky, two strong rays of light, one blue gold and one emerald gold, shot out. The man in the lead was wearing a light blue Poseidon suit, holding a trident with blue light flowing in his hand, and holding a peer behind him. A beautiful woman, her emerald-gold forest dress makes her even more feminine.

It was Tang San and Xiao Wu who rushed over after sensing the Rakshasa God's thoughts.

"How dare you?" Tang San, who was flying from a distance, saw the Rakshasa god towering down, attacking his dying brothers Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing with the Rakshasa demon sickle in his hand. His pupils suddenly shrank, and the trident was thrown out violently.

"Boom" the Poseidon Trident turned into a stream of light, deflecting the Rakshasa Sickle struck down by the Rakshasa God's wrath with great precision. Xiao Wu hurriedly rushed to the bottom of the pit, leaving only Tang San and the surprised Rakshasa behind. God stayed in mid-air and faced each other from afar.

"Poseidon Tang San" the Rakshasa God screamed, his voice full of surprise and horror. He never expected that Tang San would appear here at this time. He clearly didn't feel Tang San's divine thoughts.

"This is the Lord of Gods." God Rakshasa felt that powerful aura when Tang San appeared, and he couldn't help but secretly thought with a huge shock in his heart: No wonder he is just a cooperating character.

Thinking of this, the green face of Rakshasa God became extremely distorted. He had naturally heard that Tang San was a god, but as someone who had just completed the inheritance of the God's Mansion, how could he understand the concept of a god's cultivation? At this time, when he felt the incomparable power of Tang San, At that moment, I suddenly realized that there is such a huge difference between the Lord of God and the Son of God.

"So what if it does, so what if it doesn't. Since you have hurt my brother, just stay here today." Tang San's expression was grim, and his voice was full of murderous coldness. As soon as he arrived here, Tang San used his spiritual thoughts to examine the seriously injured three people. Upon seeing this, Tang San was so angry that he almost wanted to cut the Rakshasa God into pieces. The injuries of the three of them were extremely bad. The trouble is not as big as usual

One can imagine the violence in Tang San's heart at this time. His good temper is only towards his brothers and friends, but once someone touches his reverse scale, they will be greeted by his endless anger.

At this moment, Tang San's whole body was flashing with blue light, and the trident in his hand rippled out a visible blue ripple. With a casual stroke, the third form of the Golden Thirteenth Trident was gone, never to return, and he activated the Poseidon Trident to turn into a golden streak. The stream of light angrily attacked the frowning Rakshasa God not far away.

Seeing Tang San who suddenly appeared in front of him, and the woman who was also a god, the Rakshasa God secretly shuddered in his heart, not daring to show any slightest indifference, and all the Rakshasa power that was running around his body was poured into the Rakshasa he was holding in his hands. Magic Scythe, he knew that the only thing he could count on at the moment was this Rakshasa heritage artifact. For a moment, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe was swung, and the surging gray energy completely covered the Rakshasa God's body. With a "hoo" sound, he slashed at the flying Poseidon Trident.

"boom boom"

"Poof", the Rakshasa God spurted out a mouthful of blood, and blood flowers fell from the void like fallen flowers. His body was thrown into the air by the force of the shock for about a hundred feet before falling hard to the ground. After the dark purple divine armor on his body shattered into several pieces in a crackling sound like broken glass, the Rakshasa God spurted out several mouthfuls of divine blood, dyeing the ground golden. If he hadn't used all his strength to hold the Rakshasa Demon Scythe across his chest to block it, he might have died directly after this blow.

How could a 101-level Son of God be able to resist the angry attack of the 114-level God?

"Death!" Tang San was already extremely angry, and wanted to end the battle as soon as possible so that he could personally check the injuries of Dai Mubai and others, so he used a big move as soon as he took action, not giving the Rakshasa God any chance to breathe. As soon as Tang San used the crane-controlling dragon-capturing hand, the Poseidon Trident flew back and shot towards the dying Rakshasa God again.

"Humph, it's not that easy to kill me." The Rakshasa God also smiled miserably, and the expressions of Dai Mubai and others before appeared on his face again.

The Rakshasa God gritted his teeth, and suddenly there was a touch of fanaticism in his eyes. He placed the Rakshasa Demon Sickle tightly in his hand in front of his chest, opened and closed his mouth slightly, and secreted a large drop of blood from the center of his eyebrows, like lightning. Melted in.

The next moment, a large gray light appeared on the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, and it seemed that the entire sky was darkened.

The voice of "Death Judgment" returned to coldness again, and the Rakshasa God rose up, turned suddenly, and charged towards Tang San.

"Brother, be careful." Xiao Wu, who was taking care of Dai Mubai and others in the distance, also saw the Rakshasa God's desperate attack. There was a nervousness on his pretty face, and he quickly warned.

Tang San didn't care to respond to Xiao Wu, his eyes were already filled with divine light, and three god-level stars flashing with blue-gold light suddenly appeared under Tang San's urging, and immediately transformed into red, red, red, red , blue-gold, red, red, red, red, blue-gold, blue-gold eleven spirit rings. This time Tang San made no reservations and directly used the full strength of the Lord of Gods.

I saw him standing firmly with his right foot, and suddenly took a step forward with his left foot. He waved the Poseidon Trident shining with blue light, and the Poseidon Domain and the Sea of ​​Souls both opened. At the same time, the first move of the Golden Thirteen Trident , Uncertain Storm, the fifth form, Sleep of the Sea, two restricted magical skills are activated at the same time.

For a moment, golden light waves streaked across the sky with a scream. The golden light waves were surrounded by a blue halo. With an indomitable and powerful momentum, they arrogantly collided with the "Death Judgment" issued by the Rakshasa God.

"Boom" Under a violent tremor, the ground under the feet of the two gods cracked, and the huge roar did not subside for a long time.

The Rakshasa God was violently knocked away again, and the damaged divine armor was bombarded by the fierce energy into countless fragments, flying down from the air.

In just two moves, the 101-level Son of God Rakshasa God was completely seriously injured.

But Tang San didn't intend to stop.

At this moment, Tang San's eyes narrowed, and the sacred and peaceful Poseidon attire disappeared instantly, along with the innate nobility and indifference, replaced by endless indifference and murderous intent.

Poseidon Tang San, extremely angry, instantly transformed into Shura God Tang San.

At this moment, his eyes began to become extremely murderous and crazy. The blood-red Shura power in his body burst out with a bang, and traces of blood energy emerged from all over the body, quickly gathered, and merged into a thick blood light that penetrated into Tang San's right hand. The Shura Divine Sword filled with evil spirits. Tang San suddenly raised his head, looking with cold eyes at the figure vomiting blood and flying upside down in the air.

"Shura's Sentence" was like the call of death from the endless hell, which made the Rakshasa God feel terrified for a while.

"Ah" Rakshasa had a ferocious expression on his green face, but he could no longer control his body that was flying upside down. He watched the bloody sword energy coming straight towards him, and he cried out in despair.

Just when the bloody sword light had swept in front of the Rakshasa God, and saw that the second successor of the Rakshasa God was about to be killed by Tang San again, "bang" a golden sun holy sword blocked the bloody sword light. For a moment, there was a soft groan, and a red-gold figure pulled the Rakshasa God out of the direction of the bloody sword light.

"Angel God Qian Renxue" Tang San's eyes were filled with the blood shadow. When he saw the unusually familiar Holy Sun Sword and that extremely familiar figure, his whole heart beat faster.