God Level Demon

“Well, what's going on?! ”

The soul of the god of war instantly invades the sea of consciousness of Xiaping, and it intends to wipe out the soul of this tiny human being in an instant, and then take possession of the other body and resurrect it again.

But when it entered Xiaping's sea of consciousness, it suddenly realized that it seemed to have entered a void in the universe. It was infinite, surrounded by nine worlds.

It simply cannot find the true nature of this tiny human being, and to be honest, it is not surprising to have such a vast sea of consciousness if it is a god.

But this tiny human being is just a human being, why does he have such a horrible sea of consciousness, is that still a human being?!

At one point, it was a little confused, as if it wasn't what it had planned in the beginning.

“It turns out I didn't realize that the god of war was still alive and still left a wreck, trying to take advantage of the opportunity to pick the right heirs and thus rebirth? That's a good calculation. ”

At this moment, Xiaping's soul appeared before the god of war.

Seeing the god of war appeared to be a cowhead, a cowhead, wearing black gold armor, a huge black axe in his hand, with a terrible amount of pressure on his body.

Its body is enormous, like a mountain of 10,000 meters, empty, and its breath condenses into substance.

“Little mortal, when did you find out? ”

The god of war, with his gloomy face and his gaze on Xia Ping, had no idea that this tiny human being had discovered his plan and was prepared, which was quite unexpected.

As a god, it should be in control of everything, but now there's an accident.

“From the beginning it was discovered that you thought I could not perceive the stench of your disgusting soul hidden in the throne. I inherited the power of the Lord of Hell to control the Spirit of the Dead, and you could not hide it from me. ”

Xia Ping faded away, under the insight of his Hell's golden eyes, everything was invisible, and he could clearly see that the soul of this god of war was hidden beneath the throne.

But he deliberately pretended that he hadn't noticed, that the soul of the god of war had come forward and invaded his sea of consciousness, and that this move was to shock the snake and lure it out of the hole.

After all, if the soul of this god of war is hidden in the throne, he cannot destroy it, but if it disengages from the power of the throne and proactively comes to his sea of consciousness, it loses the protection of the power of the throne, and he kills this soul, it is as easy as a backhand.

“Underworld God? A bunch of nonsense, just a little mortal, who dares to claim to inherit the power of the god of the underworld, is a joke.” The god of war sneered and did not believe in the words of Xiaping. He looked gloomy and murdered. “But even if you knew what to do, you would let me foolishly enter your sea of consciousness, which is causing trouble. As long as I kill your soul here, everything you do is useless. ”

It exudes Sensen's killings, frightening warfare and shaking the void.

Even though it is not now in its full glory, merely leaving a divine soul behind, it is not possible for an ordinary saint to compare, even the soul of semi-god life, to compare its present divine soul.

Even if this tiny mortal knew his plan and existence, under absolute power, under the power of God, this tiny human being would still die.

“If you're still in full swing, I'm afraid I'll turn around and there's no way to fight it, but you're just a wreck left, and you dare say so loudly, why do you think I dare you to invade my sea of consciousness, because I can kill you easily, understand? ”

Summer plane has no expression, there is a terrible majesty on his body, and the blood power of Hell's golden woods all over his body flourishes, seemingly with a huge sense of the origin of Hell, as if it were a demon born from deep in Yellow Springs.

If it is the true nature of the god of war, he has no solution, but the other side is merely a wreck, and as the heir of Hell's Golden Ugly bloodline, and the Lord of the Higher Hell, he has many means of dealing with the soul, even if it is the godly soul, he can easily seize it.

“How is that possible? This is the smell of hell, and it's pure hell power. Damn it, where did that little mortal come from? ”

The god of war was so surprised, I couldn't believe my eyes. In front of the obvious eyes, this man was merely a mortal man. Even the manipulation of the demigod had not yet been achieved. He actually mastered the power of such a pure source of hell and entered that mysterious and unpredictable hell, which was truly amazing.

But before it could think of any way to deal with it, it immediately sweated, and at this point it clearly saw that the tiny human in front of it had taken out a dark golden pen.

Though it has never seen a magic treasure forge a pen, it does not prevent it from feeling the horror of this dark golden pen. The sharp force in the tip of the pen can tear the void, tear the cause and effect, as if it were the most sharp treasure in the universe, cutting everything.

“Wait, stop, this is just a misunderstanding, we can talk about it again, talk about it...”

The god of war immediately shouted out loud, indicating that what had just happened was a misunderstanding. In fact, there was something they could talk to each other about. There was no need to make such a crossbow pull out and look like a light sword.

But where would Xiaping listen to this god of war, his revolving pen went out toward the soul of the god of war and gently drew towards the void.

Boom ~ ~

In an instant, a dark golden light was blown out of the tip of the revolver, a light that was more terrifying than any previous epitome by Xiaping.

This is the first time Xiaping's cultivation has been fully implemented since the late ancient realm.

And this dark golden light is an infinity of terror, cutting past, seemingly tearing space, tearing time, tearing apart the barriers of the world, tearing apart causes and consequences, rendering everything empty.

All over the void of the universe, this moment seems to be the only dark golden light left, as if this dark golden light were tearing apart space and dividing it in half.

“No, no, no!!! ”

The god of war made an awesome scream, terrified to the extreme, it has not been reborn, it has not been authorised, there are many plans to follow, it wants to return to the peak, it cannot die like this.

Boom!

But this power is not transferred by its will at all, and the power of the pen is cut instantly, and the spirit of the god of war is cut apart and completely crushed.

Poor god of war, famous in the last cosmic age, was stabbed to death by a single poke, completely crashed, and could never be resurrected again.