Chapter 1347

But I saw it with my own eyes.

Jimi Zhenzu, the thirteen ancient clans of the blood clan magic banquet Council, is the original Zhenzu of the Jimi clan and one of the night blood guards of the legendary goddess of the night.

Die!

Wang Xu slapped him to death.

"Hoo, Hoo..."

The figures of Giovanni and landrian, one left and one right, appeared in the corner of the forbidden world. They gasped heavily, with uncontrollable terror on their faces.

You can't get out!

You can't escape!

You're dead!

You're dead!

"Boom!"

Wang Xu raised his hand again.

"Wang Xu, do you really want to leave some way to live?"

Giovanni's eyes widened, his scarlet eyes filled with crazy flames.

His breath fluctuated and he growled with gnashing teeth

"You have an old saying in the East, which is that you should forgive others and do things well. Do you really want to kill everything? Are you not afraid that we'll fight to death, and we'll fight to death with you? "

With the roar.

Behind Giovanni's back, the bat's wings burst open, and the terrible air blew out from his body, and the smell of blood spread to every inch of space.

"You won't let me live, and I won't let you live!"

After roaring, Giovanni raised his hand and tore his chest, tearing out a bloody heart.

Twelve blood Angel wine cup floating, he holds the heart on the top of the cup, five fingers closed, squeeze out every drop of blood inside.

Those blood are not ordinary blood, but blood demon real blood.

At this moment, Giovanni is really desperate.

As he said, Wang Xu won't let him live, and he won't let Wang Xu die.

"Wow!"

Between heaven and earth, suddenly opened a crack.

Across the sky, there is a huge crack hundreds of meters long, out of thin air, behind, is a dazzling blood.

The endless river of blood burst out, with countless bodies, bones, and even the shrieking souls.

At this moment, with the help of the blood Angel wine cup, Giovanni directly opened a channel with the different world and connected to the blood River in the legend of the blood demon family.

"Originally, you know my name..."

Wang Xu's eyes are indifferent. Facing the gap of the original Blood River, his eyes are not happy or sad, but he sighs.

Next second.

He raised his hand and clapped it again.

"Boom!"

The power of this palm is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

All they felt was that the sky and the earth had dissipated, and the sun and the moon were covered with dust. They only had one big hand to hold Giovanni. They let the blood River wash them away and went straight across the blood river.

The huge, heavy blood, flowing from the big fingers, drenched Giovanni's head and face. The corrosive force inside made him scream in pain.

"I thought you didn't know..."

Wang Xu sighed again and closed his fingers slowly.

"Don't, don't... Kill me..."

Giovanni opened his mouth wide and wanted to beg for mercy.

But the terrible pressure coming from all around, with some special force, seemed to destroy his consciousness constantly, making him unable to even raise a complete idea of asking for mercy.

That's wuzun shennian.

"Pa!"

Like pinching tomatoes, Giovanni exploded, and the residue was engulfed by the blood river.

The immortality of the lower blood demon is a joke in front of a wuzun.

This scene, in the eyes of the crowd watching the war outside, made everyone feel cold.

"Count of the night, Giovanni... Dead?"

"Isn't it true that the true ancestor of the blood clan has an immortal body? How can several real ancestors die directly and cannot be reborn? "

"This Wang Xu... He won't, has he really come true? Mortals become gods... Just like myths. Even in myths, there has never been a legend of mortals becoming gods, right

Many strong spectators felt only a burst of fear.

In the small world.

Wang Xu grabs the 12 Blood Angel wine cup that has lost his master. Zhenyuan rushes out. Under the control of divine thoughts, the mysterious array takes shape and suppresses it.

Suddenly, the huge crack in the sky lost its source of power supply and began to contract and close slowly. Countless blood rivers were also rolling down, and soon everything was back to its original state.

Let go of your hand and let the twelve Blood Angels float behind you, together with the Bloody Cross.

Wang Xu stepped out, and his figure instantly appeared behind the last Silent Knight, landrian.

Landrian had already lost his mount. Under the first attack of miexushou, mengyan black horse died together with Jimi Zhenzu.

At this time, he is holding the dawn sword, using various methods, trying to make a hole in the border covered by the sun's spirit fire, so that he can get out.

The appearance of Wang Xu.

Landrian seemed to notice that his body suddenly froze, his back to Wang Xu, tightly holding the dawn sword, his pupils contracted into a needle tip, and almost hissed a word from his throat.

"Have you really become a true God?"

"The true God?"

Wang Xu shook his head and said, "I'm not a God or an immortal. I'm just... A warrior!"

From the end of solitude, the body was broken, but because of Diyuan tree and a dimai Longyuan fruit, it had a hundred times stronger body again, and stepped into wuzun cultivation ahead of time.

For a long time, Wang Xu has not practiced according to Qinglian's nirvana Sutra. Instead, he understands Qinglian's nirvana Sutra.

According to his inference, tongxuan wuchongtian can reach the highest level of wuzun, but once it breaks through tongxuan and enters the final level of deity, it will be in great danger.

gods!

What are gods?

Different from the true God understood by landrian and others, the final state corresponding to the Qinglian annihilation Sutra, the level of spirit, is a powerful level comparable to Emperor Wu.

But this spirit, Wang Xu several times, each time will give him a sense of inexplicable danger. It was as if he would lose himself and die once he became a God according to Qinglian's practice.

Therefore, Wang xucai said here that he is not a God or an immortal.

He's just a warrior.

Landrian was tense and silent.

Sure enough, the next second, he heard another sentence:

"But even if the gods are here and the immortals are here, I can die with one hand! Kill it with one blow

When Wang Xu spoke, his voice was indifferent, without any fluctuation, as if he was just talking about a common thing like drinking water and eating.

But landrian was so stiff that he didn't dare to refute.

At the moment, his life and death are in the hands of Wang Xu. What Wang Xu says is that one palm can destroy heaven and earth. How can he manage it?

"If I swear to you as a knight, I will always be your guard, will you accept it?"

Asked landrian cautiously, swallowing his saliva.

"Be my guard? You think too much. I'll just look at the half spirit weapon in your hand. "

Wang Xu said a light, and then did not give landrian the opportunity to continue to speak, five fingers wide open, directly grasp the past.

Landrian wanted to escape, but found that his body was like a small insect sealed in amber, unable to move at all.

He can only stare big eyes, back to Wang Xu, watching helplessly. Wang Xu reaches out his hand and grabs the dawn sword from his own hand, and then sweeps his neck with a backhand sword.

"Poof

The knight of eternal silence, the head of landrian, rises and falls high. The so-called order of eternal knights, which has lived for thousands of years by swallowing the vitality of his companions, is completely destroyed.

"The sword is still sharp. It can be melted again together with Xuanguang spirit sword to try to refine a new spirit weapon sword."

Wang Xu nodded with satisfaction.

Apart from him, there was a dead silence in all directions.