Due to the appearance of the Dharma God, the morale in the Broken Star Palace increased greatly. People who had originally wanted to flee began to hold onto the weapons in their hands and stood beside the palace owner with excited expressions.
"Today will be the day when you bury your bones in Broken Star Palace. I will use your blood to wash away the shame you have brought to Broken Star Palace." The palace master looked at Shen Yanxiao and others arrogantly. In his eyes, The other party has become a dead body.
"Sure enough, you are very arrogant." Tang Nazhi touched his chin and looked at Xiu who was expressionless on the side. His eyes were shining, but it almost said on his face, "Idol, go and beat him up. He will beat him until he can't take care of himself." .
Shen Yanxiao also looked at Xiu. Xiu is not a complete god now. He is just a trace of soul. Every battle he fights will consume his accumulated strength. He just fought against two saints of the temple. It seemed that he was killed in one blow, but Xiu said that the power lost far exceeded others' expectations.
"Is that okay?" Shen Yanxiao looked at Xiu worriedly.
Holding her little hand with a little force, Xiu looked sideways at Shen Yanxiao, a touch of tenderness appeared on his cold face.
"With you here, nothing is impossible."
Shen Yanxiao's heart skipped a beat.
"Leave it to me." Xiu took a step forward and looked at the arrogant palace master.
Just taking a step forward, a whirlwind suddenly rolled up under Xiu's feet. Under the raging madness, the gravel on the ground was swept into the air, and the earth trembled.
Compared with Xiu's whirlwind, the whirlwind of the Lord of the Broken Star Palace pales into insignificance.
Xiu slowly rose into the air, his elegant figure suspended in mid-air, his hands hanging by his sides, his eyebrows slightly lowered to the ground, looking down at the Master of the Broken Star Palace on the ground.
"Humans can never become gods." A slightly cold voice echoed in the rift valley of the Forgotten Trace. The voice was not loud, but it was extremely penetrating and reached everyone's ears. , shocking everyone’s hearts.
The brown color in his eyes quietly faded away, replaced by the golden color of the sun. Beside Xiu, wisps of golden light floated. The light was so dazzling that it directly covered the halo of the Lord of the Broken Star Palace.
How can the brilliance of fireflies compete with the light of the sun!
The moment Xiu revealed the true face of the God Clan, a deathlike silence fell in the Broken Star Palace.
The confidence on the face of the Palace Master of Broken Star Palace collapsed in an instant, and he lifted up the figure suspended in mid-air in stunned silence.
He had not seen such a pair of golden eyes in nearly ten thousand years.
Golden eyes, the symbol of the gods!
He never dreamed that the divine race, which had been extinct for nearly ten thousand years, would return to the earth today!
"How is it possible... The God Clan has obviously perished, how is it possible that there are still living God Clan..." The Lord of the Broken Star Palace opened his eyes wide, filled with shock, and the flesh on his face kept twitching, revealing the shock and pain in his heart. Horrified.
Yes, no matter how powerful the Dharma God is, he is just a demigod with only one foot in the divine clan. Compared with the real gods, what does the Dharma God mean?
What's more, the aura exuding from the protoss in front of me is by no means as simple as that of ordinary protoss. Such a dazzling light can only be possessed by high-ranking gods!
At this moment, the Palace Master of Broken Star Palace realized how pathetic and ridiculous his arrogance just now was.
It's a joke that a little Dharma God dares to be arrogant in front of a higher God.