The moment Luofeng Mountain floated up into the sky, millions of people in the entire city noticed this scene at the same time. No one dared to believe it. A mountain was suspended in the sky, and the black smoke emitted from it surrounded it, spread out, and covered the sky and the sun.
Thousands of evil ghosts and spirits roared in the sky, shocking people's hearts.
Especially when thousands of ghosts and gods shouted at the same time, the power passed through the sky. The roar of the word death resounded in everyone's heart. An existence that seemed to be flying through the sky with dazzling blood light, like a god, fell directly into the clouds.
Various videos and photos went viral on the Internet, and the domestic network was even paralyzed. Millions of people watched the battle and were even shrouded in the war.
"Who is that? Who are those four people?"
"How can there be a mountain in the sky?"
"I'm shaking all over watching this scene. I'm not excited, I'm scared. How can such a guy live in the same world as us?"
"It's really a fight between gods!"
Many people in this world already know about the existence of extraordinary people, and even some real information about them, but no one has thought that extraordinary people have reached such a powerful level.
The extraordinary people in their imagination have some extraordinary abilities, or perhaps super strong special abilities, but they are still within the scope of their imagination. At least they cannot resist technology and warships and cannons. But now look at these guys, it is estimated that even a nuclear bomb may not be able to kill them. These are not extraordinary people, they are simply gods in the world.
However, the ones who were most shocked were the berserker Aaron and the werewolf Bran. The moment the witch Mary died, they were so frightened that they even lost the strength and courage to turn around and escape.
The witch Mary was the first to escape and the first to die.
They suddenly realized that when facing Fengdu, they didn't even have the strength to escape.
Strong winds were blowing around the werewolf Bran, as if he was walking on clouds in the sky. At this moment, he had completely lost the aura of a silver wolf swallowing the moon, and was shivering like a roadside dog.
The werewolf Bran trembled all over, his wolf pupils shrank to the extreme, and he roared: "Fengdu! I only have one request, let me go!"
"Otherwise, I will drag everyone in this city with me to be buried with me!" When the werewolf Bran said this, his voice was extremely sharp. The fear was magnified in an instant. Anyone could feel the fear of death in that voice.
They were full of confidence when they came. They couldn't believe that the three of them could be easily defeated. One of them was killed on the spot by the opponent's roar and curse. This was completely different from their plan. The opponent was stronger than they had imagined.
The being standing on the mountain can kill anyone he locks his eyes on. How can we fight
More importantly, the other party still has a trump card that has not been played. Every extraordinary person who has reached the third level has experienced countless hardships. No one is willing to die here, even if the power behind him orders him to take back the artifact.
This roar completely caused an uproar in the city. The special feature of spiritual language is that it is targeted at the soul. Any being with intelligence and soul can understand it.
On Mount Luofeng, Fang Xiu, who was wearing a dragon robe, looked at the werewolf Bran. No color or emotion could be seen in his cold eyes.
"Catch the soul!" The ghost king who was like the Lord of Hell blurted out, and had already sentenced the life and death of the werewolf Bran.
The werewolf Bran turned around and burst out with his strongest power, rushing towards the ground. His anger, fear, and despair merged together and finally turned into complete madness.
All the silver hair on its body suddenly exploded, its eyes turned into flames, and it howled like a wolf, shaking the ground. Black light could be seen surging from its mouth.
But it was too late. Thousands of ghosts and gods raised their heads at the same time and looked at him. Pairs of eyes filled with death and terror locked onto everything in an instant. A rumbling sound came out of nowhere, like a bomb dropped into the sky.
The werewolf Bran saw his pupils lose all color in an instant, and his power lost its source and dissipated in the blink of an eye. A ferocious wolf soul broke away from his body, and heavy chains stretched out from Mount Luofeng and locked it back into Mount Luofeng.
“Crash!”
The rattling sound of chains and the werewolf's terrified howls, the cry of death spread throughout the city, but in the end, he fell into Luofeng Mountain without any resistance.
The huge wolf corpse fell on the cleared road, creating a big hole in the ground. Only then did everyone notice how big the silver wolf was, as it blocked the wide street.
The cordon in the distance and the crowd watching behind the police car looked at the big pit created by the falling wolf corpse and the thick smoke and dust, with only confusion in their eyes.
The mountains in the sky gradually faded away, and the black smoke that spread out gathered like the sea, slowly retracting onto the figure standing on the top of the Ghost Palace.
He walked towards the last berserker Aaron step by step, crossing dozens of meters in one step. The thick black smoke danced with him like a vortex, leaving a long trail behind him.
It seemed that because there was only one person left, it was no longer worth using such power. After all, in reality, all the power consumed was the origin and could not be restored or replenished.
Fang Xiu was holding Chen Jiahe in his hand. At this moment, Chen Jiahe's face was dull. She had never left the Mountain and Sea Realm and had only seen a small piece of sky. The scene that happened completely shattered the extraordinary world in her imagination.
Berserker Aaron stood in mid-air, looking dazedly towards Fengdu and walking towards him. Even without any movement, the overwhelming momentum almost crushed him.
Everything that just happened completely shattered the fighting spirit and pride in his heart.
"I seek the ultimate answer and have no fear of anything, firm faith and no need for any pity!"
"Ah~men!"
He closed his eyes, held high the holy sword in his hand, and kissed the cross on the hilt. When he opened his eyes, his whole aura changed. He let out a roar and his eyes were firm, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.
The sword light on the holy sword rushed up and condensed to the extreme. The milky white power permeated his body, illuminating him like a saint coming to the world.
A strong fighting spirit gathered on him, and he walked towards Fengdu in the sky. The holy sword dragged out a sword light of more than a hundred meters, and he raised the sword and attacked the opponent.
This scene, like the final judgment of the saints in the legend, bombards the devil of hell.
Everyone felt the unstoppable force and the desperate counterattack in that sword.
Aaron raised his sword from below, and the light illuminated the world. Fengdu walked down from the clouds, and a thick black light burst out from his body. The ghost dragon on the dragon robe also moved freely and gathered in Fang Xiu's hand, roaring like a dragon.
The black and white colors collided with each other, like thunder and fire hitting each other, producing the most dazzling sparks, drawing circles of light in the sky, and even shaking away large pieces of clouds in the sky.
"roar!"
And then, the black color overwhelmed the white light in the blink of an eye, a ghost dragon roared past, and the movement in the sky suddenly became quiet.
The hundred-meter-long condensed sword light collapsed in the blink of an eye. Aaron, who was standing in the sky, had a dull look in his eyes, and the holy sword in his hand shattered into pieces. He lost all his strength and fell to the ground.
The strong wind brushed past his body, his cloak fluttered violently, his gray hair was burning with blood, and his body was constantly bursting with layers of wounds as he fell.
Finally he fell on a square. There was no one around at this moment. The remaining people in the supermarket and the building opposite were looking outside through the windows, but they were afraid of being noticed by the two terrifying beings outside.
The square collapsed into a deep pit with him as the center. Water pipes burst and kept spraying water outside. Aaron couldn't even stand up at this moment and fell directly to his knees on the ground.
Aaron was covered in blood, and turned into a bloody man. The gray cloak on his body turned completely bright red, and his soul was shattered into pieces.
Fengdu also transformed into a ray of light from the sky and landed on the square. Aaron was seen making the sign of the cross on his chest and praying quietly.
"God? If He really exists, call Him out and see Him!"
Fang Xiu stared at Aaron, who was only breathing his last breath, and watched him spit out blood. In the end, he couldn't even utter a word. Without saying anything else, he walked past him sideways.
The moment Fang Xiu passed by him, Aaron's hands dropped, his proud head lowered, his eyes lost all their luster, and he took his last breath.
Since then, most of the extraordinary people who came to attack Fang Xiu have died, leaving only a few second-level and some low-level extraordinary people whose lives or deaths are unknown. At this moment, they didn't even dare to show their heads, for fear that this demon-like existence would notice them and kill them with just one word.
Chen Jiahe was held in Fang Xiu's hand at the moment. She had been silent all this time, but she trembled as she spoke. However, she did not even dare to turn her head to look at Fang Xiu, as if she was afraid to see that face: "Are you... going to... kill... me?"
There was no emotion in Fang Xiu's tone, as if it contained the vicissitudes of seeing through everything: "I won't kill you! But people always have to pay the price for their actions!"
"Isn't it?"
Fang Xiu carried Chen Jiahe and walked outside along the square. At this moment, the streets were shattered into pieces, and a huge wolf corpse lay across the middle of the street. Fang Xiu's figure flashed a few times, and he crossed several streets and stood in front of the cordon.
At this moment, all the gunmen on the cordon instantly dispersed and made way for a path, as if they had received orders.
Four people walked out from the crowd, Lu Zhou, Lu Wu, Lin Yu and another second-level transcendent who Fang Xiu had never seen before.
At this moment, Lu Wu's aura actually broke through the third level, and the rich fire spiritual energy on his body had not yet dissipated. It seemed that the spiritual fire pill brought out from the ruins of the Yanhuo Kingdom in the Shanhai Realm had completely covered the injuries on Lu Wu's body, and even went a step further, allowing him to cross the threshold that was originally just one step away.
The old Lu Zhou was holding a small furnace, which was the Guxian furnace that had already been transformed into a third-level magical weapon. Together with Lin Yu and another second-level transcendent, it could be said that the strongest forces in the country had all gathered here.
However, not much time has passed since the battle began. Even if they were faster, it would be impossible for them to get here from Weigang City, especially Lu Wu who was originally in Baigang. How could he suddenly appear here
Fang Xiu's face was filled with coldness: "You came so quickly!"
"ah!"
Fang Xiu shouted angrily for the last time, and then he saw a surge of power burst out, pressing down on the four people with a loud bang, knocking them out at the same time and pinning them to the ground.
The four men vomited blood at the same time and fell to the ground, but Lu Zhou shouted, "Everyone, don't move!"
It was as if he was afraid that someone would make some move and completely anger Fengdu in front of him.