Chapter 1048： Shura kills god

"Ran Yi? The King of Desolation? Even if you are the top genius of the God Realm, it is impossible to want someone in this seat with just one sentence!"

"Do you know who this seat is?"

After hearing the narration of the entrance, the ghost's face turned cold, his eyes filled with ghostly energy, he stared at Ran Yi, snorted, and his words were full of pride. Crisis, he is not afraid!

In the past, what was the difference between the top geniuses in the God Realm and the ants in his eyes? Even if he is down and out at the moment, he can't tolerate a mere God Realm's top arrogance, talking nonsense in front of him!

He seemed to have foreseen that Ran Yi was trembling with fear after learning his identity!

"I don't know, I'm not interested in knowing!"

"Since you don't give it, then I'll grab it myself!"

Ran Yi's face was indifferent, and he said solemnly. In his words, there was also a sense of self-confidence and pride, as if in his eyes, ghosts and others were nothing but ants!

Hearing this, the ghost's expression froze, and his heart was filled with infinite anger. He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Grab? There is no one in this world who can grab something from this seat!"

"How many years? I don't know how many years I have, and I have never heard anyone dare to say the word rob in front of me!"

"boom!"

Never thought that Ran Yi would no longer talk nonsense with ghosts at all, a terrifying aura burst out from him, and a powerful force poured into the azure divine sword in his hand, causing the divine sword to vibrate constantly, each as crisp as a dragon. The sound of groaning sword whistling reverberates!

"Buzz!"

In an instant, Ran Yi swayed and appeared in front of the ghost. The blue divine sword in his hand stabbed straight out. On the sword, a cold light flashed, and a sharp breath swept all directions. It was only this sharp breath. , which made everyone present tremble uncontrollably, as if their souls were about to be split by this edge!

"Humph!"

Facing this sword, the ghost was fearless and snorted coldly, and the ghost energy all over his body soared. If the ghost gods respect Wang Linchen, the ghost energy in the sky condenses into a ghost hand, and grabs Ran Yi fiercely. There is a big one. Squeeze Ran Yi into a smashing posture!

"boom!"

Under the eyes of the public, the divine sword and the ghost hand collided. What everyone did not expect was that when the terrifying ghost hand touched the sharp sword, it was like a bubble, and it collapsed in an instant. Turn into a little star, dissipate between this world!

At the same time, the sharp sword that shone with cold light, unabated, stabbed straight at the ghost, and the terrifying edge made both Leng Lie and the entrance behind the ghost feel like falling into an ice cave, even It feels like my skin is about to be torn apart by this sharp edge!

The ghost's pupils shrank, and there was no panic. With a strange arc, his body narrowly escaped the sword, but his robe was torn by the sword, and the sharp edge even scratched his skin. Get out!

Seeing this scene, Lenglie and Xuanguan were trembling in their hearts. If they were facing Ran Yi's sword, they would not be able to escape. The extreme speed and the shocking sharpness , it is simply not something that ordinary people can resist!

Changed to the ordinary peak of Spiritual God, I am afraid that he would have already died under this sword of Ran Yi!

"court death!"

The tingling sensation came to his heart, making the Heaven Master Ghost furious. His dignified and supreme Heaven Master, who used to look down on the existence of the God Realm, was stabbed by a mere God Realm top genius? Tolerable or unbearable!

Even Daoyong, the high priest of the Tianyong tribe, who was the pinnacle of the true god, couldn't hurt him. How dare a young generation in this mere dare to hurt him? Just looking for death!

"Take care of her!"

The ghost stretched out his hand and threw the Daoyi in his hand to Leng Lie. He shouted coldly, and when the voice fell, he stared at Ran Yi, with endless murderous intent in his eyes!

"Boom!"

At this moment, the ghost is doing his best without any reservations. The terrifying ghost qi centered on him, sweeping the entire mountain forest, turning this mountain forest into a ghost realm, and all the vitality around it is under this ghost qi. , everything has been eroded, and the entire battlefield is in ruins, barren!

"Asura Ghost Gun!"

In an instant, the ghost stretched out his hand and grabbed a long spear that was as pitch-black as ink. He was immediately caught by him from the void. After the spear appeared, everyone present felt an inexplicable chill, and even felt a chill. He didn't dare to look directly at the long spear, as if it was a ghost soldier from the Nine Nether Hells, just looking at it was enough to capture the soul.

"Ghost-killing guns!"

The ghost's eyes were red, and he screamed in the sky, constantly waving the Asura Ghost Spear. The ghosts around him, as if being pulled, surged towards the Asura Ghost Spear. The terrifying ghost qi blessing made the Asura Ghost Spear tremble. , wisps of unparalleled sharpness emanated from the tip of the spear, tearing apart the void in all directions!

"kill!"

With a loud shout, the ghost's entire body changed shape and shadow, and instantly appeared in front of Ran Yi. The Asura Ghost Spear in his hand swept out. Across the distance, both Leng Lie and many powerhouses from the Tianyong tribe shuddered!

Many powerhouses of the Tianyong tribe did not expect that when facing their own high priest, this intruder would still have reservations. With such a terrifying existence, do they really have any hope of living?

"boom!"

Ran Yi's eyes turned cold, he took a deep breath, and the power in his body poured into the divine sword in his hand. His, named Heavenly Desolate Divine Sword!

"Buzz!"

The deafening sound of sword whistling reverberated, Ran Yi swung the Heavenly Desolate Divine Sword, the whole person seemed to be spinning in place, dancing frantically, strands of cold sword qi emanated from the Heavenly Desolate Divine Sword, and along with his Dancing, dense sword qi, with him as the center, formed a huge sword qi storm.

The ground was even drilled into an abyss-like hole by this terrifying sword qi storm. That peerless sword qi edge, even the heavens and the earth could not bear it, and they were shattered!

"boom!"

The ghost standing with the spear saw that the blow he exploded was shattered by Ran Yi's sword qi storm, and the cold light in his eyes became more intense. He held the Asura Ghost Spear and also waved it, forming a huge pitch-black spear storm.

At this moment, the two terrifying sharp edges rolled up on the battlefield deeply shocked the two Leng Lie people in the distance and many powerhouses of the Tianyong tribe. Is this kind of battle really still a battle at the peak of the Spirit God?

I'm afraid it's a powerhouse at the level of Nirvana, but that's all there is to it, right?

Under these two terrifying offensives, the entire world seemed to be destroyed, and the turbulence continued. From far away, you could feel the terrifying power fluctuations. The storm collided with one another!

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