Countless raindrops fell to the ground, and the blue strips on both sides of the robe flew in the air. They fell down and Grash was injured in the head. After a moment of blurred consciousness, they woke up, raised their feet and kicked the mountain beside them, and their body flew out toward the sky on the other side.

Then he stopped over Hui Waterfall City, wiped off the light blue blood flowing from his forehead, his eyes showed anger, and looked up at the top of the mountain. The dark night sky occasionally flashed through the lightning light in the sky, and heavy rain lines intertwined. A black shadow carried a long stick in one hand, stepped on the mountain wall with a series of sounds of "现" rocks breaking.

The moment the eyes met, Xia Yi kicked his feet, which looked like a monkey cry, and flew away from the mountain like a cannonball. His arms were swung away and he threw them over with a stick.

Grash attracted a magic sword, and the stick that had crossed the sky and smashed it on it. The body that was suspended in the sky was shaking. At this time, she saw clearly that the person, body and face were wrapped in a layer of phantom. It was a strange fur face, with her fangs roaring at her.

"Little Mao God, I tore you!"

The fluorescent eyes were filled with endless anger, which made Grash, as a god, feel scared, as if the other party had killed many gods.

A glimpse.

Grash used his divine power to push the other party away. After all, no matter how powerful the person on the other side was, he would not fly. The moment the sword edge hit the stick, she kicked it out, and Xia Yi kicked it out on the opposite side, fighting between the two, flipping back, and reaching out to grab one of Grash's feet who wanted to keep the distance away.

"I want to leave! Have you asked me if I have any?!"

With his arm pulling down, Grash's body also dropped. In panic, she grabbed the air and cut the air around her like a blade. However, she pulled her ankle and rushed up with force. With the momentum, the rod body wheel came out into a semicircle and came into Grash's eyes.

Furiously smashed Lingxiao!

The violent murderous intent surged in like a sea of ​​rushing.

The shadow of the stick swept across the sky. When a thunder sounded, sparks jumped out in the flashing lightning, and Grash flew out a straight line directly in the sky.

"Hmph...hahaha..."

"You dare to be called a god in this force, and you will fight again!" Xia Yi, who was falling back to the ground, mixed with the fierce evil, and while showing a hideous smile, he covered his phantom and made the same move, and his body tilted and fell down at the same time.

Below, Grash, who had been hit by a stick, pinched his five fingers in the air again. When he wanted to urge some kind of force, his body that was slanted from above was instantly attacked, and his fierce expression turned into nothingness.

True and fake Monkey King.

The next moment, energy fluctuations came from the back facing the earth. Grash returned to her elbow and Xia Yi, who showed her figure, caught it with one hand and waved her stick with her other hand. Grash used his divine power to hold it tightly. Then his body shook, and forced the man behind her, the golden cudgel, and the rain hanging around her.

As she fell, the forced opening body turned into nothingness again and disappeared into her sight. When she turned her head, the shadow covered her from above in her vision.

The long stick hit her and pressed her abdomen. Grash stretched out his hand and pulled her back. The two of them immediately intertwined and overlapped, and they crashed straight into the ground in the night sky. With a bang, the city walls in the distance were shaking.

Huge amounts of smoke and dust filled the air.

The city in the distance was panicked. It was gradually becoming stable, and chaos broke out again. On the city wall, soldiers saw two figures falling from the intertwined and overlapped from the sky, and ran back and forth and shouted.

However, the palace was even more chaotic. The newly ascended emperor had not worn the crown and was buried under the huge rocks falling from the sky together with countless ministers and nobles.

On the plain outside the city, Jiu Ye, who had been staying at the foot of the mountain, flew anxiously toward the other side, dragging the scimitar and strolling his short legs, running fast.

In the direction they passed, the smoke and dust were still spreading around. In front of the exposed flat ground, there were huge pits that were smashed out. The two figures stood in two directions and looked at each other.

"Don't waste your strength...you can't kill a god."

Grash was quite embarrassed at this time. The robe and armor that had originally transformed into magical power became ragged in a moment of battle. The man opposite had long lost his cloak, and his top was torn into pieces during the fight, and only a piece of pants on his lower body was still there.

"hehe…"

The blood-stained teeth opened, Xia Yi was covered in blood, her skin was cracked, and the blood vessels with red light flashed with dangerous signals, flickering in the black.

"......I'll kill you if you don't kill me. I'll know if I've ever killed you. I've never killed you. I want to try my hand."

"Ha..." Grash also laughed, his feet gradually floated, his hands hanging on both sides, hanging above the pit, shoulder-length hair flying in the wind, her voice said, "Mortal, have you never heard of God without life at all. Only time can kill us... But that is also very long, isn't it?"

The wind blows on the plains, and the rain lines sway on people's faces.

The floating figure suddenly stopped talking and let out a "Huh?" hum, feeling something wrong. In the pit below, the injured body gradually healed under the redstone crystals, and finally burst out with hope of life. Xia Yi, who was standing still, raised it slightly.

He smiled: "Have you ever thought that killing the God of Death is because of insufficient strength... What if it is sufficient?"

"Hmm?" The puzzled voice became louder in Grash's mouth.

A moment.

The figure in the pit jumped up and landed steadily on the ground. The wind brought raindrops to the height. Xia Yi stared at the floating god in the sky with his eyes stretched out his right arm and grabbed it. The golden cudgel that fell from a distance rushed straight. The moment he fell into his hand, the ground under his feet cracked open, the soil flipped up, and shot out quickly around.

"Hehe... I've beaten all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, let alone you..."

Behind Xia Yi, the hunched phantom showed its outline and straightened its body. The fluorescent eyes showed a fierce look. His arms shook violently. In the darkness, the human body under the phantom trembled violently.

The crow flying from the sky just cried out, "Old..." and his wings turned, he quickly flew to another direction, hid behind a large stone, and covered his eyes with his wings.

In the dark shadows, there were more different things in the outline of the human being, and they extended out with four black shadows, waving like tentacles in Grash's sight.

"This is……"

The light at the top of the city gathered, and someone shot magic light of lighting into the sky. The bright light pushed away the edge of darkness. Just as Grash's voice was emitted, several weapons flew over from different directions and rushed over.

The figure over there walked out of the shadow.

Grash's pupils tightened at this moment.

The scene ahead came into her eyes. The golden cudgel was waving in her right hand, plunging on the ground, while the red crystal-clear arms on the other side had four more arms, the flying Fangtian Painting Ji, the Qinglong Yanyue, the Frost Sadness, the Snow Drinking Knife... The sound of the slightest sound fell into the open palms one after another.

"Now, is it enough to kill you?" Xia Yi said with a smile.

The six arms danced like teeth and claws.
Chapter completed!