Rather than living a little longer and eventually becoming part of the enemy, it is better to deal with yourself first.
It is better to have broken jade than complete tiles. This is Shen Yanxiao's principle.
"I really underestimated you." Satan did not expect that Shen Yanxiao's seemingly calm face would contain such terrifying beliefs.
"You don't underestimate me, but you underestimate yourself too much. So what if you are a demon? There are many things in this world that are not under your control. Not everything is under your control." Shen Yan Xiao smiled extraordinarily brightly. When she thought of the miserable days when she was abused by Satan, and then looked at Satan's angry face now, she felt extremely comfortable.
"Then I want to see if you are as determined as you said." Satan's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and he suddenly rushed towards Shen Yanxiao.
The moment Satan was about to approach Shen Yanxiao, Xiu had already blocked his way.
"Asura, you are in a soul state now. If what that little guy said is true, under my attack, you still have to withstand the power of such an explosion, and you will completely disappear from this world. Why bother?" Satan Looking at Xiu, he realized that in the last battle between gods and demons, he was also blocking his way, which ultimately stopped the progress of the demons.
"So what?" Xiu didn't waver at all. He stood firmly in front of Shen Yanxiao, otherwise Satan wouldn't come any closer.
"How? Do you know what disappearing means? You will no longer be able to feel everything in this world. Your joy, anger, sorrow, and joy will all turn into nothingness. What you cherish and value will completely disappear from your world. Disappear." Satan sneered.
"In this world, there is only one person and one thing that I cherish, and you want to destroy her now. There is nothing to say between you and me." Xiu summoned the Asura sword, and the crystal clear blade shone in the sea water. Under the cold light, Satan's bewitchment did not bring even a single sway to his soul.
"What's the point of such a desperate struggle? The Gods have perished, and even your most trusted Lord God is missing. You, this group of sad Gods, were obviously abandoned by the Lord God, but you still foolishly guard the beliefs he left behind. As for the annihilation of the entire race, is this your obsession? Looking at the world, there is no place for the gods anymore. The God of Light has fallen into a demigod, the Dragon God has succumbed to a humble mortal body, and you have been protected by you. The materials used by humans for experiments and the persistence of the gods are simply a joke. No one will remember your efforts at all. What you are protecting is just a group of ungrateful wastes. For such a group of guys, you are heading for destruction. This is What do you want?" Satan looked at Xiu with a low smile. He had always felt that the gods were a very sad race. Although they had the responsibility to protect all things in the world, they did not receive any reward.
In order to protect this world, the gods fought bloody battles to the end, and no one survived. But how many races in this world remember the sacrifices of the gods?
The Gods have become a legend over the years. Those saved races still live a happy life, and even start fighting within the race. Only in rare cases will they hypocritically lament the past. Powerful gods.