If he is hit, he believes that Zhou Yuan will be unable to hold the sword, which will definitely weaken his combat effectiveness!
Unfortunately, things backfired. Zhou Yuan looked like he had no time to dodge, but in fact, he didn't bother to dodge at all.
"As a master of the Zhixuan realm, you are relatively outstanding."
Long Wei's fighting spirit protects his body, and Ye Xiao's fist falls on him, but it has no effect.
Instead, Night Owl's hands became bloody.
"Who are you?"
Ye Xiao bowed and stood two meters in front of Zhou Yuan, panting heavily and asking with a gloomy face.
He hadn't noticed yet that the blood dripping from his fist, after falling to the ground, was continuously gathering towards the statue.
"Instead of questioning my identity, why not turn around and take a closer look at what is behind you."
Zhou Yuan raised the Overbearing Underworld and pointed at the statue.
Ye Xiao suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his hands. When he looked down, his expression became extremely horrified!
Because his hands, unknowingly, had turned into the hands of a mummy!
Any moisture has disappeared...
Withered skin, wrapped in rugged bones!
Night Owl even felt nauseous, even though these hands were indeed his.
He turned his head and for the first time in his life mustered up the courage to gaze at the statue.
But this time, he was sure that he saw the true appearance of the statue.
The green-faced fangs did not look like the god. The god was actually a young man who looked to be in his twenties. He had white hair shawl and wore a white robe embroidered with gorgeous patterns. He stood on the throne with a deep gaze.
But Ye Xiao saw the disregard for life in his eyes.
He turned to look at Zhou Yuan again and checked his eyes. This man's expression was actually very similar to the god he worshiped.
The same indifference, the same condescension!
When he turned his head again, he found that he had walked under the throne of God without knowing it.
The flesh and blood on his body was shriveled to the point of death. Seeing that he was about to become one of the piles of skeletons, Night Owl let out an extremely angry roar, then collapsed on the ground and leaned under the throne, just like those people before.
"He is truly a devout believer who has dedicated himself to God."
Zhou Yuan laughed mockingly.
Of course that was not the case. It was the one on the throne who forcibly extracted the flesh and blood of Night Owl, turning him into a skeleton and mummy.
"Who are you? From you, I smell the scent of a snow girl, and there is an old friend, the Kiro Demon God I haven't seen for hundreds of years?"
"Disgusting thing, stop pretending to be a god in front of me, or I will smash your statue to pieces!"
Zhou Yuan frowned and scolded.
The cracked statue of the god suddenly showed a smile on its hideous face.
Then the smile grew bigger and bigger, until the whole face split open, and crimson liquid spurted out.
Many skeletons and mummies were washed away by the liquid.
Zhou Yuan used Longwei Dou Qi to block the red liquid outside himself.
"A rare strong man! But it's still not enough. You haven't touched the origin of the world, so you are not qualified to fight with me!"
The sound came from all directions, penetrated into Zhou Yuan's ears, and even made him feel dizzy.
A white and flawless hand suddenly appeared on Zhou Yuan's neck.
The dragon's mighty fighting spirit did not stop the opponent, this hand seemed to have traveled through the void!
Zhou Yuan's eyes instantly became serious. This monster known as the Heavenly Dog seemed to have some abilities!
"Wind?"
Zhou Yuan's thoughts moved slightly.
After the hands appeared, the sound of howling wind was mixed with an obvious air current, and they appeared quietly!
"Boom!"
The hand suddenly exerted force, but before the other party could strangle his own neck, Zhou Yuan used Overbearing Underworld to cut off the hand and let it disappear into the void.