Chapter 437: Fighting God

The anger on the black God's face suddenly froze. After being stunned for a moment, he became furious: "Okay! Very good! I have tolerated you again and again, but what I got in exchange was even more humiliation. Now that I can't bear it anymore, there is no need to bear it anymore!" "

"Hey, this God's Chinese is quite good. He has a lot of idioms." Yang Ming said with a smile, not taking God's anger seriously at all.

"Seeking death!!" The Black God was furious. He raised his hand and blasted a bright holy light towards Yang Ming.

Facing an attack from a sixth-level powerhouse, Yang Ming, as a fourth-level person, could never stop him no matter how much he was hung up on.

However, there was no need for him to block it.

"Amitabha, benefactor, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately." Master Kongjian appeared in front of Yang Ming as if teleporting. The Buddha's light around him was blazing. When the holy light hit the Buddha's light, it was quickly annihilated by the Buddha's light.

After receiving God's blow, Kong Jian immediately returned the salute, making a fist with his right hand and punching it out from the air. The terrifying power of the sixth level was filled with this simple and natural punch.

When the power of the fist flew into the air, the void suddenly trembled, and a brilliant and boundless power suddenly burst out.

From a distance, the force of a punch seemed to crush the world.

Yang Ming, who was hiding behind Kong Jian, stopped calling others bald donkey and praised quickly: "Master is mighty!"

boom!

The sky is shaking!

This punch filled with Buddha's light drove straight into the black God, setting off a turbulent wave like the wind and the remaining clouds.

The black god's face darkened, and the white angel wings behind him suddenly stirred. The next moment, countless holy light feathers shot out, constantly bombarding Kong Jian's Buddha's Light Fist Seal, successfully shattering it.

But before he could react, the sound of breaking through the air came from behind him, it was none other than Master Wuwei!

Wuwei Lao Dao is indeed a cunning person, and his sneak attack techniques are also very sophisticated. Even in a two-on-one situation, he still took advantage of the Black God's attack to make a sneak attack. He swung the whisk in his hand and attacked the Black God's back like a long dragon. Heart.

The Black God quickly defended himself, folded his wings, and hastily blocked the blow. Although he was not injured, he was still knocked away.

"You Orientals can only bully the minority with more!"

"hold head high!"

Although Yang Ming couldn't intervene, he was still doing a lot of damage while hiding aside.

The angry black god was so angry that he wanted to kill Yang Ming first.

"Where is the Celestial Team!"

He roared, and the sound waves spread for hundreds of miles. Soon, guards with wings on their backs and their bodies filled with holy light appeared.

These people have devout eyes, as if they can no longer tolerate anything else, like brainwashed fanatics.

"Kill them!" the Black God shouted angrily.

After receiving God's order, the Celestial Team did not hesitate and went straight towards Fang Xiu and others.

And as time goes by, everyone can clearly feel that there are countless auras rushing here.

After all, this is the headquarters of God. He has unified the entire West and has many elite soldiers and generals under his command.

"Now let's see who has more!" Seeing more and more men coming, the Black God also regained some confidence.

"Xiao Chuxia, fat man." Fang Xiu shouted calmly.

"Okay brother." Xiao Chuxia smiled playfully, and used his own abilities to strengthen the fat man.

"Got it, Brother Xiu!" The fat man felt the surging power in his body, rubbed his hands excitedly, and then shouted loudly: "Teleport. Taotie is coming to the world!"

Boom!

A dazzling white light rose, and a giant teleportation array took shape under everyone's feet.

An incredible scene appeared. The sky was instantly stained with blood. The ground continued to crack, creating spider web-like cracks. The surrounding air boiled like water. Dozens of terrifying figures so huge that they covered the sky and sun rose from under everyone's feet. .

It's like mountains are being pulled up in place.

Those mountains are all mountains of flesh made of blackened carrion. They tower into the clouds, with squirming flesh and blood. There are countless densely packed snakes and insects squirming strangely inside. On the top of the mountain are huge rotting heads.

An aura so horrifying that it could destroy the soul spread throughout the venue, and the indescribable, confusing and incomprehensible murmurs of strange gods resounded throughout the venue, forming a terrifying image with great impact, in stark contrast to the holy and angelic team of gods. contrast.

If an uninformed person saw it, they would think it was Satan besieging God's lair.

However, this is not over yet.

The fat man shouted again: "Taotie comes to the world again!"

This time, he directly emptied the spiritual energy in his body and summoned dozens of gluttons again.

Fatty is well aware of his role in the high-end bureau. One is to serve as a means of transportation, and the other is to transport gluttons. Now that both tasks are completed, there is no need to retain spirituality.

After summoning Taotie, Fatty was very self-aware and hid far away from Xiao Chuxia, for fear of being affected.

Xiao Chuxia is also very self-aware. If you can't get involved, don't force it.

However, Yang Ming, who is also at the fourth level, is different from them. He is addicted to food. His attacks may not be able to cause any damage to the sixth level strong man, but he is still using his mouth escape to continue output.

"Hahaha... You're still squealing! Now, tell me loudly, who has more people!"

God's already dark face became even darker now. He said nothing and concentrated on dealing with the joint efforts of Taoism and Buddhism.

Others fought with the Celestial Team, and the scene fell into extreme chaos.

Although the Taotie was very scary, the brainwashed team of gods only had God's orders in their eyes. They were not afraid of the Taotie at all. Even if there were heavy casualties in a short while, they remained calm and launched a suicidal attack without fear.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu took action. In fact, he didn't need to take action to face these small fish. Fang Moli and others were enough.

But, with such a white spirituality in front of him, how could he not devour it?

"The field is unfolded. Infernal Hell!"

Boom!

The dark and painful spirituality surged from his body, and endless black fire rose, turning into the original mask and black fire wings. His silver hair was like a waterfall, and the blood in his right eye was blazing.

The next moment, the sky turned upside down and the void twisted.

Above the sky, a blood-colored bright moon rose slowly, and there was a dark gap between the blood moons, like a closed eye.

Under the illumination of the blood moon, endless black fire burned the earth and spread wildly, and in this endless black fire, a terrifying phantom of hell rose from the ground.

There were billions of ghosts screaming silently, and there were endless torture instruments everywhere, as well as mountains of swords and seas of fire, silver ropes hanging, flesh and blood grinding wheels, soul bridges, mountains of corpses and seas of blood...

As soon as the team of gods rushed in from all directions entered the hell of endless suffering, they were immediately entangled by countless silver hanging ropes around their necks, remembering the terrifying black flames that spread and burned their bodies and souls.

Fang Xiu sat on the bone throne deep in the hell of endless suffering, closing his eyes to taste the delicious spirituality that kept coming out from all around, and countless ghost god phantoms were faintly shaking behind him.

While enjoying it, he did not forget to order Wuwei and Kongjian: "Leave them alive."