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2439. Chapter 2439 World War 2

Swish——

In the broken space, the cross blade of light faced the seventh sword of the divine way that was cut down by the God of War.

"God of War, you are dead!" Demon King Luojia said with a ferocious expression.

Boom——

A mushroom cloud rose up like a huge wave and quickly spread in all directions. Half of the continent centered on the battlefield was immediately destroyed by this terrifying divine power.

After the continental shelf collapsed and disappeared, the space channel was directly exposed.

If you observe carefully, the world of thousands of stars in this space passage is almost the same as the scene in the Hongmeng world.

"Half the continent was destroyed!"

In the Hongmeng world, Mubai was shocked inside after seeing the battle scene between the God of War and the Demon King Naraka.

How much powerful divine power and profound understanding is required to produce such a terrifying attack power?

Huanmeng smiled and said: "The true divine way is not used to destroy, but to create."

"Create?" Mubai was stunned when he heard this.

Huan Meng said: "This belongs to the authority of the universe realm master. With your current ability, it is far from being able to comprehend it."

Mu Bai shook his head for a while, staring at the scene in front of him. He could no longer see the figures of the God of War and the Demon King Na Luojia. He didn't know what was going on with these two people.

Once the Martial God is no match for him, he must leave this continent as soon as possible, and then find a way to dominate the plane to avenge the Martial God and kill this abominable demon king.

However, since this demon king can cultivate to the virtual god level of the original Taichu realm and has at least 10 million years of spiritual power, it is completely impossible for Mu Bai to defeat this demon king in a short time.

Even though the Martial God is a genius and it took him less than 10,000 years to cultivate to the lower level of the Ancient God, but if he wants to step into the primitive Taichu realm, he needs to master and understand the secrets and various opportunities... There are not tens, millions

I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve in a year's time.

Mu Bai stared at the picture with a tense face for a while. At this time, his vision blurred and he saw the figure of the God of War reappearing in the space passage.

The condition of the God of War looked very bad. The armor made of blue dragon scales was almost completely damaged. The dragon-shaped helmet and mask on his head were broken in half, revealing half of Junwu's face. His face was very pale, but he was always calm, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

The blood is not yet dry, but it is already reaching its limit.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the Luojia Demon King rushed out from the endless void, suspended one thousand meters opposite the Martial God, and laughed loudly: "Martial God, it's nothing more than that, your death is coming soon."


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