Wu Xiangnan smiled, took two steps forward, and stood in front of the silver sphere of chaos.
"I'm going to start." Wu Xiangnan said solemnly, "In a moment, you will kill me. The knife should be faster."
"Don't worry, no one is faster than my knife."
Wang Mian slowly placed his palms on Yi Yuan at his waist.
Wu Xiangnan took a deep breath, stretched out his palm, and suddenly grasped the chaotic sphere in front of him. The moment his palm was immersed in the silver light, his expression became violently distorted!
Silver light poured into his body crazily, and unprecedented pain invaded his mind. However, no matter how intense the pain was, Wu Xiangnan did not retract his arm. Instead, he gritted his teeth and persisted, using his body to absorb more. The origin of!
As the silver light poured in, his body gradually approached the limit. Wu Xiangnan's eyes widened and he shouted:
"kill me!"
Clang! !
A flash of sword light flashed from Wang Mian's waist, instantly cutting off Wu Xiangnan's head, and blood spurted out.
With a muffled sound, Wu Xiangnan's body fell to the ground, and the silver light surged through his body like a tide, gradually dimming.
One second, two seconds, and three seconds passed little by little. More than ten seconds later, a white light flew out of the corpse quickly and began to reorganize Wu Xiangnan's body.
During this process, a large amount of black impurities precipitated from the source in his body, condensing into a disgusting black liquid that flowed to the ground.
Within a breath, Wu Xiangnan returned to his original state.
First life.
Wu Xiangnan took a deep breath, the pain of being killed by King Mian still remained on his face. He closed his eyes and calmed down for a while before adjusting his mentality.
"continue."
He opened his eyes, reached out his hand resolutely, and touched the silver origin again
The top of Mount Fuji.
boom! !
Two figures, one black and one red, soared from the broken mountain and rushed towards the face of the Corpse God from different directions!
Amamiya Haruki held Yubeng in his hand and spun half a circle in the air. The surrounding rainwater instantly gathered around him, merged into a huge ring-shaped water knife, and slashed towards the neck of the corpse god!
The sharp rain cut into the surface of the corpse god, making a harsh buzzing sound. A deep cut was made on the body flowing with black liquid, but no blood flowed out at all. Instead, it squirmed strangely.
In an instant, a series of jagged black fangs protruded from both sides of the wound, turning it directly into a giant mouth and snapping at Amemiya Haruki who had not yet fallen.
boom!
At this moment, Wu Ji stepped on the surface of the corpse god's body and ran vertically upwards. Her scarlet feathers danced wildly in the wind. She stretched out her hands and pressed the ferocious fangs on both sides tightly. !
The giant biting mouth suddenly came to a standstill.
Wu Ji narrowed her eyes slightly and twisted her body in the air. The terrifying power was transmitted from her hands, directly tearing the gap into twists. The cracks followed the neck of the corpse god and directly penetrated half of the torso.
The corpse god's body shook, and his body that covered the sky swayed back a few steps, sliding down hundreds of meters from the broken top of Mount Fuji.
Countless gravel rolled down to the ground along its soles. It quickly raised its face without features, and the bloody cracks roared silently at Amamiya Haruki and Takeki in mid-air!
It raised its huge palms, clapped them together in front of its chest, clasped its hands together, and a terrifying tide of divine power spread out around it!
"What is it doing?"
Amamiya Haruki felt the terrifying fluctuations coming from the corpse god, and his brows suddenly wrinkled.
"It is imitating the ability of this god's corpse when he was alive." Wu Ji thought for a moment and explained, "This mountain seals the loss of divine power, allowing the corpse beast born from the corpse to inherit almost everything the Tianjin god had before his death. the power of
What we are facing is not a corpse beast that only inherits the brute strength of a god, but a complete god who has risen from the dead. "
"A god who came back from the dead?" Haruki Amamiya glanced at the corpse god who was frantically activating his divine power, and asked, "Then who is this god of Tianjin who is sealed under Mount Fuji?"
"Mountain God, Oyama Tsumi."
After Wu Ji finished speaking, the tide of divine power around the Corpse God had completely covered Mount Fuji and the surrounding land for several kilometers.
The hands that were clasped together in front of his chest were slowly released, and then they were lifted up little by little as if they were holding something empty.
Buzz! !
The shattered Fuji Mountain body and the solid earth connected to it began to tremble violently, and ferocious cracks spread rapidly near the mountainous area.
In an instant, the ground shook!
A few seconds later, the entire mountainous area seemed to be held up by an invisible hand, separated from the earth, and rose straight into the sky!
As the mountain, which was comparable in size to several cities, rose, a huge shadow gradually enveloped all the ruins of the cities below.
Countless gravel and dust fell from the floating mountain. A large number of paper cranes flew out from among the sand and gravel, wrapping the figures of Yurina, Furuhara Yoshiki, and Hoshimi Shouta toward the floating mountain. Fly away.
When the three of them landed firmly on the ground, Yurina waved the handle of the knife in her hand, and the paper cranes gathered in the sky into a thin blade, which she sheathed.
Furuhara Yoshiki looked up at the giant mountain slowly flying into the sky, and couldn't help but say:
"The Corpse God actually carried such a huge mountain and flew directly into the sky!? Can the two of them defeat that monster?"
On the side, Hoshimi Shota stared closely at the two figures in the sky without answering, his eyes filled with worry.
As the Corpse God raised his hands, the mountain beneath Amamiya Haruki and Takeki's feet shattered into pieces, turning into countless cube stones more than thirty stories high. They quickly flew up to the sky, intertwining into an incomparable giant. A huge spherical cage surrounded them.
The surfaces of these cube stones were scorched black and extremely hard. They overlapped outward layer after layer, completely blocking all paths for the two of them.
These stacked stones blocked all the light shining down from the sky. Together with them, there was also the torrential rain. Not a drop of rainwater could pass through the blockade of these stones and enter.
Amamiya Haruki's face was extremely gloomy. In his eyes, the world had fallen into darkness. Only the giant shadow in the distance still stood on the top of the mountain, holding the mountain with both hands, exuding a scalp-numbing terrifying aura. .
The Corpse God faced the direction of the two of them and slowly clenched his hands, as if he wanted to crush the ants in his palms to death.
In an instant, the endless boulders surrounding the two people crashed towards the center, accumulating, breaking, and accumulating again, until they formed a majestic and towering mountain peak, smashing them to the ground like swatting flies!
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