Chapter 1697 Kill the Demon God! Break the Godhead!
The Barbarian God stared at the 14 demon gods and said with a ferocious smile: "You have no worries about your lives by staying in the mortal world. Now you dare to come to the heaven. Are you impatient?"
"As long as I'm here, you can't kill them." Huang Yi's voice calmly sounded from the Death Star.
Everyone quickly turned around and saw Huang Yi holding a sickle under the barrier of the Death Star, staring fearlessly at the Barbarian God and others.
That sickle exudes a supreme aura, and vast energy continuously emerges, pouring into the barrier.
Everyone was shocked and quickly averted their eyes, not daring to look at the Death Scythe again. If they looked at it again and again, they would be injured by it.
"shame on you!"
"Don't use the death rule if you can!"
"Let's have a fair fight!"
One by one, the demon gods sternly accused Huang Yi. These days, Huang Yi went to their kingdom to cause trouble again and again, but he could not be killed no matter how hard he tried. He did whatever he wanted by relying on the rules of death, which almost annoyed them to death.
Huang Yi smiled: "Fair? With so many of you besieging the Death Star together, is it fair? There is no fairness in the world. Whoever is more capable has mastered fairness. The Death Scythe is in my hand, and I can pardon the gods.
death, you can never kill them."
He paused, looked around at the demon gods, and said incitingly: "Everyone, the reason why you surrendered to the Barbarian God is because you had no choice! When the Barbarian God forced you to surrender by force, he must have slaughtered many of your subordinates.
You have paid a heavy loss. You must be angry at the Barbarian God and dare not speak out. You do not really want to surrender to him. I declare that I am willing to save anyone who is willing to break away from the Barbarian God. This is your once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for revenge. Although
Go attack the Barbarian God, and I can forgive your death and relieve you of worries."
In an instant, all the demon gods were startled and glanced at the Barbarian God in unison.
Many of them did not really form an alliance with the Barbarian God, but were forced to submit to him due to his strength.
If one can really be forgiven of death, it does not mean that one cannot take revenge on the barbarian god.
"Don't listen to his nonsense. It's not so easy to forgive the Demon God's death. Is he willing to pay a big price to forgive your death? Stop dreaming!" The Barbarian God quickly shouted, suppressing everyone's dangerous thoughts.
Once all the demon gods here take revenge on him, even though he is powerful, he will end up like the tyrant he once was.
"Don't forget, I am a God-given person. I can do many things that you cannot do. Although the price of pardoning the death of the gods is high, I can bear it easily. You don't have to worry." Huang Yi also continued to use language offensive.
"Stop talking nonsense and fight!" The Barbarian God did not dare to continue talking to Huang Yi, otherwise these demon gods might really turn against him.
Determined to establish his power, he held six artifacts and charged toward the 14 demon gods with great force.
He was alone and tyrannically broke into the 14 demon gods. He blasted out six artifacts at the same time, pouring out six creation-like powers, causing the space to vibrate and violent winds to overflow.
All 14 demon gods were actually blown away by him, showing their unrivaled strength.
As soon as the Barbarian God took action, the demon gods had no choice but to follow suit, but they were only symbolic responses and did not have much power.
They had been incited by Huang Yi's words and were thinking about the possibility of resisting the Barbarian God.
Only the core figures of the alliance such as Barbarian God and Xuan Wuxiong were attacking with all their strength.
"Ouch!" The Peerless Demon Emperor Ye Konghua roared with his teeth and claws, and each dragon scale burst out with dazzling light. The huge dragon body was like a winding mountain range, and with overwhelming force, it crashed into the Barbarian God.
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"How dare you fight me with this little strength?" The Barbarian God sneered, casually picked up a sledgehammer and hit the peerless demon emperor's dragon head.
"Boom!" The Peerless Demon King, Ye Konghua, flew backwards far away, and his majestic body collided with several demon gods and flew away.
He stabilized his body again, shook his dizzy head vigorously, and continued to attack the primitive god.
The battle between gods can no longer be resolved quickly. It is impossible to kill an enemy weaker than yourself with one move like in the mortal world.
The various privileges of the godhead can ensure that gods will not fall so easily. Even if the main god fights against ordinary gods, it will take a while to kill them.
"Boom, boom, boom!" The other gods and the group of demon gods also fought vigorously. The majestic divine power was pouring out unbridled. The strength that had been suppressed for countless years could finally burst out and fight happily.
Almost all of them are old antiques who have lived for countless years and have rich fighting experience. Even if they have just become gods, they have fought vigorously with these gods who have been gods for a long time.
Moreover, they have Huang Yi's death rules as the backing, and they can adopt some life-threatening moves.
The enemy, however, did not dare to risk his life, and only attacked symbolically, not wanting to sacrifice his life for the Barbarian God.
For a time, the 14 demon gods faced off against enemies that far outnumbered them, but they were not at a significant disadvantage.
"Are you seeking death by fighting me even though you are seriously injured?" The violent lord Izesius suddenly laughed cruelly, rushed in front of Xuanwu Xiong, and punched Xuanwu Xiong hard in the chest.
"Boom!" Xuan Wuxiong's chest dented, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and the old wound was reopened, spurting out a torrent of blood.
He had been broken into the Kingdom of God by Huang Yi before, leaving a huge wound on his chest. He was seriously injured and his strength dropped.
Now that he was hit hard by this punch, the wound suddenly spread even wider.
"Hurry and stop him!" Xuan Wuxiong retreated wildly while anxiously shouting at the demon gods beside him.
But those demon gods remained indifferent and continued to pretend to attack from a distance, as if it had nothing to do with them.
"Fear is everywhere." The ghastly voice of the King of Fear sounded behind Xuan Wuxiong, and a monstrous fear of evil energy suddenly filled the air.
Xuan Wuxiong was instantly swallowed up by the demonic energy, and a series of horrific scenes suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. These were the terrifying moments he had experienced in his life. Some of them had left a psychological shadow in his heart, and now they were all suddenly swallowed up.
Wake up and experience the fear again.
"Boom!" The King of Fear's fist punched into Xuan Wuxiong's back and passed through the wound on his chest, holding a bloody internal organ fragment in his hand.
Xuan Wuxiong screamed in pain and rushed away to avoid the attack of the King of Fear.
"I'm here to save you!" The Barbarian God immediately got rid of the entanglement of the peerless demon emperor Ye Konghua and rushed over from a distance.
He stretched out his hand to grab Xuan Wuxiong, trying to pull him behind him.
Suddenly, Xuan Wuxiong turned into a sharp blade and shot him in the eye.
The Barbarian God quickly stretched out his hand to block the sharp blade, only to realize that Xuan Wuxiong was not there at all.
It was an illusion released by the god Huanyuan, and it successfully deceived him.
But the real Xuan Wuxiong was still being attacked by the King of Fear in the distance, being beaten around like a sandbag, vomiting blood and screaming repeatedly.
"What delicious blood!" A bloodthirsty voice sounded, and the blood that Xuan Wuxiong shed all converged towards the Bloody Demon Lord, bathing him, turning him into a bloody man.
He flashed a blood shadow and appeared in front of Xuan Wuxiong in an instant. A bloody hand penetrated into the blood hole in Xuan Wuxiong's chest, pulled off a piece of flesh and blood, put it into his mouth and chewed it.
"Ah! Save me quickly!" Xuan Wuxiong didn't care about his image. He screamed and ran away in a panic, spilling blood all the way.
"No one can save you." A translucent remnant soul flashed through and hit Xuan Wuxiong's body, covering him like a shadow.
This is the Remnant Soul Killer, which looks like a wisp of Remnant Soul. It likes to possess the enemy, seize control of the enemy's body like a body, and interfere with the enemy's mind.
As soon as Xuan Wuxiong was possessed by him, his body immediately slowed down, as if he was stuck in a quagmire. He stretched out his hand and waved vigorously in the void, trying to dispel the shadow attached to his body.
"Death is your destination!" Broken Feather's body trembled, and countless broken feathers came out, turning into countless torrents of blades, hitting Xuanwu Xiong with a bang.
Xuan Wuxiong was instantly knocked out and hit the Death Star's barrier hard.
A hand suddenly stretched out from the barrier, grabbed Xuan Wuxiong's body, and dragged him inside.
"I grant you death." Huang Yi held Xuan Wuxiong's neck, put his face in front of him, stared into his fearful eyes, and gently drew the death sickle from his neck.
Xuan Wuxiong's neck was suddenly cut with a small wound. It seemed insignificant, but a strong aura of death quickly emerged from it.
Soon, the wound spread rapidly and completely cut off his head!
The headless body spurted out a mighty stream of demon blood, splattering on the barrier of the Death Star, dyeing the barrier black and red. But he was still alive, striking the barrier in horror, trying to escape from it.
Come out inside.
However, his head was still held in Huang Yi's hand and could not return to his body.
All the demon gods turned their heads and looked in horror. Through the barrier stained by blood, Huang Yi's blurry figure could be vaguely seen inside. He stretched out a hand and drilled through the fracture of Xuan Wuxiong's head.
There was something digging in his head, making a "puff" sound of digging out flesh and blood, which made people's scalp numb.
After a while, he pulled his hand out of Xuan Wuxiong's head, holding a bright crystal on his bloody fingers, which was the godhead.
The godhead kept trembling, trying hard to break free from his hand, but those slender fingers held it firmly.
Huang Yi flicked his wrist and smashed the godhead onto the blade of the Death Scythe, as casually as smashing an egg.
"Crack!" As soon as the godhead touched the blade of the sickle, it shattered instantly and turned into a pile of fragments, which was extremely damaged.