War God Asura

The opponent didn't even move half of his footsteps, or even made a real shot, before they had forced him out of his territory, which made him feel extremely embarrassed.

"Ooooo"

Suddenly, a huge blood-red mouth soared into the sky, turning into countless ones, like a big hand condensed from blood, grabbing the white-clothed man.

The big blood-red hand was very scary, the pointed hand grasped, slender and long, it was not in the form of a human being, nor in the form of a monster, as if it were an evil spirit, the most terrifying existence in the world.

"Swish Swish"

At this moment, the man kept emitting that white blade of light, but he couldn't help the blood-red giant hand. He could only relied on his quick posture to wander between the giant hands, avoiding, and looking for opportunities to counterattack.

But the entire peak of the mountain was occupied by the power of Xing Jue, and he had no chance to find it.

"What's that? It's terrible!!!"

Although they are still far away, the people of the Snow Territory Protoss can also see the change of the mountain at this moment. The countless blood-red giant hands are already filled with the red mist of lightning, making them shudder and tremble.

"Is that a god? Why is it such a terrible monster? Is that really a god?" Xiaozhi's dark eyes stared wide, and his face was full of fear and anxiety.

"No, that's not the gods, the gods are not like this." His father rejected it.

"Not a god? What is that? Could it be that it is..."

"Xiaozhi, I'm afraid it is your two friends. What are they? Are you sure they are your friends?" Xiaozhi's father asked.

"Well, they are good people..." Xiaozhi firmly said.

"But this feeling is really terrifying, and I am afraid that only the Lord God can contend with it."

Xiaozhi's father watched the changes on the mountain dignifiedly. He could only see a few blood-red hideous giant hands dancing in the air, but he could not see the white man at all.

"Father, haven't you seen a god? What exactly does it look like?" Xiaozhi asked. His father is the only person in the current clan who has ever seen a god.

However, Xiaozhi's father did not answer. He just stared at the gods altar in the distance, and then whispered quietly:

"Are the gods fighting against it? Don't anger the gods. If the gods turn into their own body... I'm afraid even we will..."

"Ooo~~~"

The battle in the air continued. Although the man in white could escape the attack of the blood girl, he was already sweating profusely at this moment.

In such an extremely cold place, his sweat can radiate heat, which is very strange.

"Hmph, you are forcing me to turn into the body, but it doesn't matter, the power that turns into the body is compensated with your flesh and blood!!!"

At this moment, a fierce color flashed in the white-clothed man's gaze. The gaze was very terrifying, not like a human being, but more like some kind of terrible monster.