The evil god is also dead?
Dao Qiongang, dead?
Xu Xiaoshou, who also punched him, is also dead?
"This punch..."
"Oh My God!"
In the distance, when he saw Xu Xiaoshou returning to the stage, he couldn't help but punch the evil god to death.
Almost everyone's eyes fell out of their sockets.
Yue Gongli and Bai Hao rolled and crawled, or used blood escape, or transformed into ghost beasts, and barely escaped the range of the passive fist.
Sang Lao, Water Ghost, and Cen Qiaofu's soul body, at this moment, they only had time to rejoice that they had only one soul left, and they hid far away and escaped the disaster.
"The power of the Fifth Ancestor, the Tao of Shura, the God and Tao Infant, more than thirty semi-saint figures..."
With so many states superimposed together, can't they block Xu Xiaoshou's punch?
When did he master such a supreme punch?
"road!"
"Dao Qiongcang, where are you? Are you still alive?"
Yue Gongli wandered around and shouted loudly.
Did he really not even resist Dao Qiongcang? He was not Xu Xiaoshou’s target at all, he was just affected!
No one responded.
In the center of the battlefield, apart from a huge black hole, there was no trace of flesh.
Suddenly!
"hiss--"
A painful cry sounded from the depths of everyone's soul, making everyone dizzy.
For Shengnu and others, this is too familiar.
At that time in the 18th heaven, when the face of the evil god Zhen Yin was pierced by the nine-tailed giant's halberd, he also let out such a scream.
"The evil god is also!"
Yue Gongli was the most panicked when he heard the sound.
He was not dead, he was killed by the aftermath, and then he would face the Holy Slaves alone...
He quickly used his eyesight to survey the entire battlefield in a soul-searching manner.
could not find it!
The sky of Dao and the soul body of Evil God are not in the first heaven?
What should be found was not found, what should not be seen appeared instead - Yue Gongli suddenly saw the souls of Wuxiu and Water Ghost, who were no longer hiding and emerged from the secret principles.
The two of them were staring at the huge black hole that had just been punched out in the battlefield. Looking around, they could see the debris deep in the black hole...
"gate of hell?"
Yuegongli's scalp feels numb.
What is being imprisoned in that huge ghost gate - isn't this the hungry ghost realm of God?
Is it possible that after the Evil God of Shura Dao also died, his reaction was so fast that he opened the Hungry Ghost Dao in an instant and captured Xu Xiaoshou's soul?
Take a look for sure.
Only then did Yue Gongli realize that he had thought the opposite.
The gate of hell was clearly well prepared, and the one who suppressed it was the evil god who had no escape for his soul after his body suddenly died!
And the person who opened the gate of hell was none other than the creator of the world-destroying punch, Xu Xiaoshou!
"The Way of Hungry Ghosts."
Drink softly together.
The young soul body jumped into the gate of hell - no longer just punched through, but the whole person entered.
On the opposite side of the ghost gate, a hungry ghost giant that looked like an extreme giant suddenly burst out.
Under its feet is a dazzling array of secrets, which is actually...the secret of the soul?
It clenched its fists on its head, and with great force, it hit the little evil god's soul body that was being suppressed by Guan Xia without any hesitation.
"How dare you?!"
Evil God Yi's soul body can only roar like this.
His body had just been scattered, and his soul was imprisoned, which made it even more difficult.
But the roar couldn't contain anything, let alone buy him even half a breath of buffer time - Xu Xiaoshou decided to take action, how could he give him a chance?
"boom!"
Under the heavy fist, the soul and body fell apart.
When it shattered, the power accumulated in Evil God Yi's small soul exploded, and the soul fragments suddenly became extremely huge.
Every part is comparable to a certain part of the hungry ghost giant, and when put together, it is even better.
"The soul fragment of the ancestor god!"
Yue Gong Li's eyes are so hot, what a great tonic this is? If it can be absorbed.
However, he did not dare to step forward at all. He could only see the hungry ghost giant, like a mad dog, grabbing the pieces of Evil God Yi's soul piece by piece, tearing them into pieces, and unceremoniously swallowing them into its belly.
"You can't eat it. It's indigestible. If it's parasitized by His power... Oh, you have the power to devour..."
Yue Gongli's eyes were as jealous as fire.
The feast lasted for more than half an hour.
Those soul fragments, which were infinitely divided, seemed to have been wiped out of the last trace of strength, and they completely stopped struggling.
Everyone outside the venue was shocked.
It wasn't enough to destroy Evil God Yi's body with one punch.
Did Xu Xiaoshou turn into a hungry ghost giant and eat and digest all the soul of Evil God Yi?
But……
This is still not the end!
When a trace of the soul fragment was swallowed up, the soul secret formation diagram at the feet of the hungry ghost giant changed and turned into...
"What's this?"
His vision is as high as Yue Gongli, and at this time, he can no longer see through the essence of that thing.
Meaning?Position?Thinking?
Without any hesitation, the hungry ghost giant made extremely coherent movements.
It slowly pulled out four swords from an unknown place. With this movement, the light of its soul faded piece by piece, turning into withered red plums and shattering into the world.
"Heart……"
The sound of one word confuses reality and reality.
No one heard what was said next, because the hungry ghost giant had completely disappeared.
What remains in place is the ripples of the sword that are pushing out layer by layer in the world of emptiness and consciousness.
"Heart Sword Technique?"
When such thoughts flashed through everyone's minds.
The fantasy spiritual kingdom has been fulfilled, the vain desires have become slaves, everything has returned to chaos, and even the smallest and most complex thoughts in my heart have been erased...
Yue Gongli shook his head suddenly, realizing that he was not the target of the sword, and forcibly separated himself from the terrifying artistic conception.
What he heard in his ears was the last sound:
To be continued...