newbobooks Chapter 118: Wind Devoured! The End of the Egyptian God!
Chapter 118: Wind Devoured! The End of the Egyptian God!
Speaking of curses.
Fengdu can repel the laws of the outer gods, but cannot isolate the "mystery", so he launched this curse, causing the mystery of the strange beasts to consume the people inside.
After all, it’s not a good idea to just hide all the time.
They can't get in.
Is it just wasting time?
Unexpectedly, as soon as the fire started, the people inside came out on their own initiative.
"Does he not care about the lives of those mortals? Or does he know that we are going to wear him out?"
"So you're taking the initiative to fight to the death?"
"I still can't keep my composure."
"Even if you are the strongest human, you can only face one god at most. How can you fight four of them?"
Amon glanced at the strange beasts outside the fog, then turned his gaze to the sky.
......
Above the clouds, yellow sand and strong winds are everywhere!
The power to destroy the world filled an area of dozens of kilometers. The clouds formed a huge vortex, exuding danger everywhere!
Three gods stand in the air!
Rest, Wind God!
Set, the God of Sand!
There is also an Egyptian Eight-Element God!
Three in total!
Opposite the three gods was the Sword Saint Zhou Ping, but he was in very poor condition, with his Qi threads floating loose.
The clothes on his body had already been stained red with blood.
"boom!"
Another collision!
The friction between the yellow sand and the sword light!
After a few seconds.
Not surprisingly, Zhou Ping fell onto a foggy island like a meteor.
"Cough cough."
He coughed violently and got up from the rubble.
He was already injured.
It is no longer in its heyday.
Now this time.
More serious.
Zhou Ping looked at the city that was gradually drifting away, calmed himself down, and recalled the three children who had woken up when he left, as well as the words of the night watchman.
"Please, Great Xia Sword Saint, slay the god."
On a spiritual level, encourage yourself.
In a word.
Let his sword intent break through.
Zhou Ping doesn't want to let him down, he is a hero and also hope.
Unfortunately, it was almost there.
Humanity is still a little short of being able to slay gods.
Up to now.
I can't hold on any longer.
But Master Chen should be here too, right?
When the time comes, protect this city for him.
“Swoosh!!”
The sharp sound of wind and sand sounded!
The three gods slowly descended.
"It seems it's still redundant."
"We don't need four of us, just three will do."
The Yellow Sand God Set is surrounded by countless sand, and every grain of sand can instantly kill those below the Klein Realm!
A sandstorm is forming now!
Little by little, it has accumulated to a terrifying number, and we must be prepared for a counterattack at any time.
"As a human being, achieving this is something to be proud of."
Another holy and noble figure, Fengshen Xiu, also slowly spoke: "Why, it seems you haven't given up yet?"
Hear this.
The other one of the Eight Primordial Spirits suddenly laughed.
"Pfft haha."
"I guess he's waiting for rescue."
"Are you waiting for the humans of the same realm as you in Daxia to come and support you?"
"Haha, I might as well tell you."
"They can't get away, and they can't even take care of themselves."
"otherwise."
"We won't be so arrogant as to come during this time."
"Just a reminder, a good thing happened in Cangnan."
Hearing this, Zhou Ping looked at the three mighty figures.
He closed his eyes, "Really?"
"My instinct tells me they will come."
The three gods laughed in unison.
"Yes, I will come."
“But it won’t come.”
I feel like this human is stupid.
Simple and funny.
Strong is strong.
He has the temperament of a strong man, but sometimes, he is like a child, relying on fantasy.
But halfway through their laughter, they raised their eyebrows and looked away.
It is a three-meter-long wind ball.
Wherever you go.
The fog dissipated.
Zhou Ping was also slightly surprised and looked in that direction.
It was not what he imagined.
and.
What he wanted to do more was to provide support to the interior of the broken city and protect everyone, rather than coming here.
The power of humanity.
Even he can't do it.
The rest will find it more strenuous and difficult.
at the same time.
In the distance, a moving city stands in mid-air.
Several children and Chen Han also noticed the faint light.
"Brother Sword Saint, is there anyone who can help me?"
"Or is it that another god has come to attack the Sword Saint brother!?"
"No, it's support."
Chen Han was just getting excited, but when he looked left and right, he saw nothing. "Could this be the vanguard army?"
He didn't see anyone.
I don't want to pour cold water on the kids.
But inside, I couldn't help but feel uneasy.
"Even if a few of them came, at the same level as the Sword Saint, it wouldn't be effective."
.....
"Is this your hope?"
"It's a little useful against the beast tide, but against us?"
Wind God Xiu and Yellow Sand God Set looked at each other and did not feel any special fluctuations.
There is no pressure from gods and laws.
The speed is okay.
It can travel several kilometers or even more than ten kilometers in an instant, and the speed is constantly increasing.
Now it has passed Zhou Ping and come to them.
Unexpectedly.
It actually ignored the layers of hurricanes and the obstacles of the desert sand, and came here naturally.
"wind?"
"You have an old saying in Daxia: 'Showing off one's sword before Guan Gong.'"
Fengshen Xiu snorted coldly.
Those dark golden eyes were calm as he immediately took the lead, freeing up one hand.
The bluish-white robe fluttered slowly.
"You don't even dare to reveal your true identity?"
"It's better for you to do it yourself, you unknown coward."
The faint sound just fell.
Feng Shen Xiu's expression suddenly changed! !
Because the god-level hurricane that was just pressed out was actually submerged in the [wind group] in front!
It didn't even cause a ripple!
"good."
Fengshen Xiu took a deep breath, suppressed his expression, not wanting to show any fear, and continued to work harder.
That's right.
He used one hand.
Press directly on the hurricane.
As the Egyptian god of wind and a person with relevant laws of wind, all winds in the mortal world are under his control!!
"call out!!"
“Zizzizi!!!”
Available in the next second.
Xio's five fingers, palms, palms, and wrists turned into vermicelli the moment they made contact.
The vermicelli turned into crumbs again!
The scraps of paper turned into powder!
No matter if it's a divine body or not, just chop it up like a melon or vegetable! !
Soon, one of the Wind God's arms was gone!!
The whole process is visible to the naked eye.
'Out of control!?'
"What's going on..."
Feng Shenxiu wanted to escape, but found that he was powerless and could not recover!
He turned around suddenly and looked at Set, the God of Sand!
Seth was ten meters away, and before he could react, he saw Xio extending his other hand, without finishing his words.
It was covered by a wind ball.
The law of wind!
Cut apart by strange wind!
Collapse into pieces!
Finally, it was covered with a layer of sparks, rolling the bone fragments in a certain direction.
[Wildfires cannot be extinguished; they will spring up again with the wind.]
The fire began to spread——!
No mercy.
No mercy.
"stop?!"
"You..." Seth widened his eyes.
A great god of wind?
The divine body was actually destroyed by a ball of wind that came from nowhere?
And this fire.
Something familiar.
He had experienced it remotely through his agent in Daxia.
Could it be...
Don’t dare to think too much!
Faced with the completely exploded wind mass, the turbulence that completely filled the sky and earth, and grew into a crazy hurricane!
Seth waved his dark yellow cloak!
The endless desert sea spread out, trying to cover the front, but unfortunately, it was all as thin as paper!!
Vulnerable!!
“Oh no, something’s wrong!!!”
"Quickly report to the Sun God..."
As soon as his hoarse voice came out, the shriveled body disappeared into thin air.
It's not just Set.
Another of the Eight Spirits originally wanted to escape, but found that the space around him was turbulent and was a mess stirred up by the [Tornado]!
Even if you step in.
When the next step came out, I found that I was still in the same place.
What's more, instead of staying in the same place, the step he took actually led him backwards.
He stepped back and bumped into the wind ball.
Spirit, soul, body!
Triple strangulation!!
"grass!!!!"
"God of Great Xia?"
"It is impossible for an ordinary Great Xia God to reach this level!!"
"Who on earth is that..."
With a roar of exhaustion, this Egyptian Eight Primordial God also fell and was annihilated.
After him.
After crushing the raging sand into even smaller particles, it seemed to have reached its limit, with turbulence of tens or hundreds of kilometers.
Slowly fade away.
Ever since.
In Zhou Ping's stunned vision.
Three great gods.
Pick any one of them and they will slowly wear him down and leave without a trace.
"Hoohoo!!"
A ball of rattan was blown towards me.
Zhou Ping's eyes moved.
next second.
A tall figure crushed it, with a hint of arrogance in the sound.
"It's better to come over."
"Don't mind, I'll take away your title of being the first to slay a god."
"Sword Saint Zhou Ping."
That being said.
But the owner of the speech didn't sound sincere at all, "Of course, it's useless if you mind."