In the violent storm, Ye Qiu's twelve gods opened their firepower, and in an instant... shocking power raged in his body.

This surging momentum made his blood boil for a moment.

"Haha..."

While laughing wildly, it was like a demon that had been sleeping for many years and was slowly waking up.

All the blood in his body was boiling, and the long-lost smell of blood made Ye Qiu even more excited.

"Roar..."

With an angry roar, the Burial God came to kill instantly. The world was in turmoil in an instant. The Burial God came with invincible power, and the earth-shattering evil aura covered the heavens.

Ye Qiu looked at him coldly and said coldly: "Does a chicken or a dog deserve to be called a god?"

With a bang, Ye Qiu stood up from the ground instantly, like a cannonball being fired, and rushed away in an instant.

He didn't use any weapons, let alone any magic. He only opened a divine halo, and with his brute force, he suddenly launched an attack.

The other party is not a good person. He is a real demon. The demon has been sleeping in the land of the netherworld for eternity. The evil spirit in his body is so cold that people tremble for hundreds of miles around.

The situation on the battlefield changed, and the two men engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand fight in the sky.

The feeling of being punched to the flesh makes everyone tremble with fear.

They had never seen such a brutal duel before, and their faces were full of disbelief.

"Too cruel."

"There was no magic duel in the whole process, and the fight was so fierce with just the brute force."

"This is the real peak showdown, the true nature of a man."

This battle was changing rapidly. The two men were extremely fast, fighting from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky. They left almost no room for anything, and they used their killing moves.

No magic technique at this time can make people's blood boil as much as the sight of punches hitting the body one after another.

With the advantage of speed, Ye Qiu was temporarily at the upper hand. The opponent's attacks not only failed to sap his fighting spirit, but made him more and more excited.

Covering his forehead, Ye Qiu looked up to the sky and smiled, the blood and energy in his body boiling to the extreme.

"You humble ant, kneel down at the feet of this God."

Facing Ye Qiu's arrogant laughter, the Burial God gave a cold shout, anger surged into his heart, and his iron fist struck again.

Not to be outdone, Ye Qiu punched back, and the two powerful forces shook the world.

Ye Qiu backed up a few miles and responded: "You are just a waste, not worthy of my full strength."

"Arrogant."

Ye Qiu's words angered the god of burial. He was originally formed by the fusion of resentment from heaven and earth, and the evil energy in his body was astonishing. How could he endure such a provocation?

For a moment, the Burial God was furious and used all his strength to suppress Ye Qiu with all his strength.

But he didn't expect that no matter how hard he tried, Ye Qiu would remain as stable as Mount Tai.

He stood there like an insurmountable mountain, extremely strong in the violent wind.

To a certain extent, he has a strong aura that allows him to be strong.

You must know that Ye Qiu has now mastered the method of blood cultivation, and his physical strength has already reached perfection.

He doesn't even pay attention to the mere burial of gods.

It's just the first time I've seen this magical method, and I'm curious to see what's so special about it.

After seeing it, Ye Qiu gradually lost interest.

Facing the offensive of the Buried God, he remained motionless, only looking coldly at the sea of ​​dead trees behind him that controlled everything.

"Elder Ku, is this your confidence?"

"I think you are nothing more than that."

"I thought that your lineage of Burying Flowers would have some extraordinary magical powers, but now that I see it... I am very disappointed."

Ye Qiu's few words were like a sharp sword, piercing Ku Muhai's heart.

"Pfft..."

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Ku Muhai's face was extremely distorted.

"A great shame and humiliation."

With an angry roar, Dead Wood Sea could not bear the insult. He never imagined that the secret weapon he had devoted himself to researching for many years could not even touch Ye Qiu.

His self-esteem has been severely damaged. At this moment... his Taoist heart has been affected.

However, this is not enough to calm Ye Qiu's inner anger. Today, he will be completely convinced.

"Old man! Don't scream, don't you want to see what magical powers my Zixia Dojo has?"

"Okay, today I will satisfy you and let you see what magical powers my Zixia lineage has."

Looking up at the crowd of people watching, Ye Qiu knew very well that among the people present, there were many disciples who were in the Da Luo Hall and did not want to choose to be his disciples.

Today, it is necessary to let them know how wrong their decision was.

Turning his eyes again, Ye Qiu looked at the God Burying God coldly and said: "Dirty things, bastards in the dark, go back to the underground."

In an instant, Ye Qiu suddenly stretched out his hand, and suddenly... a dragon claw suddenly grabbed the God of Burial.

"Hiss..."

As the shocking power erupted, the real dragon runes suddenly appeared. At that moment, everyone was shocked.

"Ten evil treasures!"

The whole audience was shocked. No one expected that Ye Qiu actually mastered the True Dragon Art, one of the ten most dangerous weapons, and the most aggressive dragon hand.

At this moment, not only Qi Heng and others, but also Mingyue who was observing secretly, all exclaimed in surprise.

During her trip to the red dragon's lair, she also obtained a true dragon bone, but unfortunately, the one she obtained was not an offensive bone, but a defensive bone.

Now that I see Ye Qiu having gained so much, I can't help but feel envious.

The Hand of the Divine Dragon is one of the most offensive methods among the true dragon magic. As soon as this magic was released, the scene was filled with excitement.

And Ku Muhai's face was extremely pale.

Now in comparison, his Burial God is nothing compared to Ye Qiu's Dragon Hand.

I saw the hand of the divine dragon grab it instantly, and in an instant... like pinching a small insect, it directly pinched the God of Burial God.

He wanted to break free, but faced with Ye Qiu, an extremely terrifying existence, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"Haha, just struggle, no matter how hard you struggle, it won't help."

Looking at the frightened look on his face, Ye Qiu sneered. In the face of this extreme power, unless he had some special means to escape, it would be impossible for him to escape from his own hands with just strength.

Comparing strength? In this regard, Ye Qiu dares to say that except for the horned ants and the ungrown Linglong, Ye Qiu has never been afraid of anyone in the world.

What's more, Ye Qiu is not a pure strength warrior.

He is a thorough swordsman, but he was very playful today and did not use a sword.

"Die to me!"

With a cold shout, Ye Qiu instantly exerted his strength, squeezed the god's hand instantly, and the Burial God instantly let out a tearing roar.

In despair, it was completely crushed by Ye Qiu's hand.

The God of Burial, who had high hopes for the dead wood sea, had turned into a pool of blood, and the fragrance of flowers spread all over the sky instantly.

This indicates that this battle has finally come to an end.

"Pfft..."

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Kumuhai fell down helplessly. He never expected that he would be defeated so completely.

Pure crushing, almost no chance of resistance.
Chapter completed!