The huge bronze altar is like a piece of land, and a terrible fierce battle is breaking out in the center.

call.

The old man of the Rakshasa clan was able to cross the void at will, so fast that the ordinary gods around him could not react.

It only uses fists, sharp claws, and combined with the power of magic. One punch and one kick is like a mountain crushing in mythology, and the power it contains is incredible.

If it is in the outside world, it is probably a random punch that can cause mountains and seas to collapse and a large earthquake within a hundred miles is broken.

One of the Nether Gods who formed a formation to defend the enemy around him looked at the old man Rakshasa swept across his legs, and quickly tried his best to urge his protective magic to the limit, and raised the long halberd weapon in his hand to resist.

boom!

The terrifying power burst out instantly, directly bombarding the God of Nether like a meteorite, and spitting out black Nether blood from mid-air.

"Hahaha!"

The old man Rakshasa had a heart of fighting, and his happy laughter spread. In an instant, his body shuttled back and forth between the formations of the gods of the underworld and attacked wantonly.

In just a few moments, three more gods of the Underworld were blown away and suffered minor or serious injuries. Some even had their armor slightly cracked.

The ancient God of the Rakshasa clan is incredibly different from these ordinary God of the Darkness.

"Vulnerable, it's such a bunch of waste."

After injuring five ghosts of the underworld, the old man Rakshasa sighed sadly, then turned his gaze to the only two remaining ghosts of the Yasha tribe in the field, and grinned: "The little guy from the Yasha tribe, come on, let me try my hand!"

Among the seven Nether Gods here, the two Nether Gods of the Yasha clan are obviously stronger than other Nether Gods. After all, they are also famous Shinto bloodlines.

But now, the Yasha God and another Yasha God, who were in charge, both looked extremely solemn and were even afraid, guarding against the old man of the Rakshas clan.

"The god of the Rakshasa clan, we are under the command of the Fengdu Prison, and are under the command of the three prison masters." The leader of the Yasha God, staring at the old man of Rakshasa, said in a low voice.

The meaning of this sentence is very obvious. It is using the three prison masters behind Fengdu Prison to intimidate the old man of Rakshasa.

Prison Master, that is a great existence completely transcends the realm of the God of the Underworld.

"Oh?" The old man Rakshasa's eyes changed slightly and he sneered: "Are you threatening me?"

The leader of Yasha God looked at it without any concession, but said, "How dare you?"

But his tone is very tough.

"Master, Prison Master..." The old man Rakshasa stumbled a few words, and even barely restrained the fierce fighting spirit in his heart, slightly restraining the aura of wanton excitement outside his body.

Even as an ancient God of the Rakshasa clan, it is still extremely afraid and aweful when facing the level of the Prison Lord.

That is the existence of the righteous god in the underworld.

"However, even the prison masters of Fengdu Prison, don't even bother with the reincarnation of my master." It twitched his face and glanced at the several ghosts present: "My master is a member of the Asura royal family, I believe that the prison masters of Fengdu Prison have some sense."

"......Retreat." The Yasha clan Nether God licked his lips and turned his head toward several Nether Gods.

Even if it is still unwilling to accept it, it can only be like this.

The gods around them all retreated far away with fear, but they could not forget the few moments just now.

Especially the horned God of the Underworld, who was pulled off by the old man of Rakshasa, had already activated the origin of the God of the Underworld and grew a new arm.

When you reach the level of the God of the Underworld, you can easily regenerate the broken limbs and reborn without any effort. Even if your head, heart, and even your body are removed from the top of your body, you can easily gather and be reborn.

The real key is the origin of the God of the Underworld in their bodies.

The aura of the Horned God's body declined a lot at this moment, and the origin of the God of the God in his body even lost 30%.

Its eyes were still a little shocked when it looked at the old man Rakshasa. At that moment just now, it even felt the threat of death.

However, the old man Rakshasa did not seem to have really attacked these gods of the underworld, otherwise it would not have been as simple as just a few serious injuries.

Seeing that the gods of the underworld retreated, the aura of the old man Rakshasa truly restrained.

call.

Its body flashed and appeared in front of Luo Sheng. The Asura blood crystal appeared again in his hand. He bowed respectfully and slightly: "Master, please refine the blood spirit of the soul!"

In the battle just now, the terrifying strength of the old man Rakshasa was undoubtedly revealed.

Such a powerful ancient god of the underworld bowed his head respectfully in front of him, but Rasheng's expression was still cold and there was no change at all.

He reached out to take the blood crystal and watched.

"After refining, I will be reborn and transformed into Asura?"

In theory, when you practice to the state of Rashen, your mind and mind are so firm that it is unimaginable.

To transform yourself into another existence that looks like a human but not a human, or a god but not a god, it must have a strong sense of doubt.

But now, he was extremely calm and confident in his heart, as if he was just taking back his own things.

A trace of condensed and pure dark green true source suddenly surged out from his fingertips, wrapping the Asura blood crystal in his heart, like water flowing upwards and blending into it.

Hurry~

The Asura blood crystal melted and quickly penetrated into Rashen's body from the palm of his hand, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Rasho closed his eyes.

......

In the distance, the human gods and generals watched quietly.

When the old man of Rakshasa showed such strength, the Blue Armor God, Elder Wang and others knew that they could not stop all this, and even directly informed several supervisors through messaging.

However, the instructions sent by the human race's supervising heaven were beyond their expectations, and they just wanted them to watch and not interfere easily.

The gods didn't even take action, Longshan, Cheng Yuan and others could only watch.

"Rakshasa, Rakshasa...this name is domineering enough, and the strength of this old god of the underworld is also strong enough." The Red Armor Heavenly General sent a voice to everyone and sighed.

Except for Cheng Yuan, like the Red Armor Heavenly General and the Mo Jiatian General, they have never heard of the "Rakshasa" clan, and they don't know the so-called "Asura".

Everything that happened in front of them shocked them and was deeply impressed.

"Hmm?" Cheng Yuan was slightly stunned.

Just now, a system prompt message suddenly came from his mind, and all the origins of the divine powers of the Ming generals he had gained before had been refined.

There are now 38 Tiangang magic power points in the system panel.

"It's time to calculate the time, and it's really time to refine it."

Cheng Yuan's mind moved, and now only the magical powers of the three heavenly armies are left with the Dharma body "Star True Spirit" that has not yet transformed into the Tiangang level.

The transformation of "The True Spirit of the Stars" only requires thirty Tiangang magical power points.

However, he glanced at the gods next to him and temporarily suppressed his plans to improve his magical powers.

How keen is the perception of the gods.

In case later, they noticed that a general next to them suddenly entered an enlightenment state...that is a bit difficult to explain.

Cheng Yuan could only continue to wait.
Chapter completed!