"Al, what's wrong with you?" asked the female god beside him.

"Save, save me!"

Looking at the main god's eyes, the two pupils have turned into earth-colored vertical pupils, and the whole body seems to have been transformed into sand.

"Damn, what's wrong with you?" The female master god didn't know what to do.

"His one was swallowed by the Ghost Emperor."

Zhang Fan had arrived and pointed at the main god's eyebrows.

The main god spit out a mouthful of sand, and then his body turned into dark sand and collapsed.

"What the hell is this?" the female gods were about to exclaim, but they were also settled in place.

"Let you go, you don't go." Zhang Fan shook his head slightly and pointed his finger at the other party's eyebrows.

The female master god also turned into the dark sand and dissipated.

"Hahahaha, you can't stop me. When I swallow enough strong people, I will definitely kill you."

"Damn it, dare to take my mind." A quasi-creator mobilized his own defensive treasure, which blocked the sand formed in the underworld.

But not all the quasi-creation natal treasures of the quasi-creation world are defended by the main attacks. The magic covers formed by the quasi-creation world cannot stop the invasion of terrifying sand.

In an instant, more than a dozen main gods and quasi-creation world were attacked, and Zhang Fan killed several of them in succession, and everyone made this Ghost Emperor a climate.

Those strong men from far distance were really creepy to see. This Ghost Emperor was so weird. What kind of avenue does this underworld contain?

Although they covet it very much, they are extremely afraid.

I want to get such a powerful thing, but I am afraid that I will be melted by this powerful and inconspicuous ghost thing.

They thought they were immortal in their own world, but they never thought that they were so vulnerable in this strange underworld.

Whether it is the white-clothed demon emperor or the black sand ghost emperor, the fighting level of the two exceeded their level.

If someone tells them with his own eyes that they are all quasi-creating, they will be a trash in front of others, and they will not believe it even if they beat them to death.

This is simply too fantasy and too hard to believe.

A large amount of dark sand gathered again and condensed into an extremely condensed giant. The giant roared from the sky, as if he had received some kind of summons.

Countless souls flew out of the underworld within a radius of tens of thousands of miles. These souls were extremely twisted and merged into his body with his roar.

"I have experienced thousands of disasters and thousands of generations, and finally become the Central Ghost Emperor, ruled the underworld for thousands of years. If you want to kill me in my place, you can't. Now I condense the soul of thousands of disasters and kill you!"

The giant stretched out a finger and pressed it down like Zhang Fan had before.

"It seems that you are still unwilling to accept it. You actually want to fight me head-on to defeat me. After all, you don't understand. You can't do it compared to your physical body, even if you have the blessing of the soul of thousands of disasters."

Zhang Fan was floating in the void, his white clothes fluttering, and did not grow bigger. He also stretched out a finger, and this was just a little finger.

As his fingers stretched out, they became extremely huge.

The two fingers are also like pillars of heaven, and the space is twisted with the collision of the two fingers.

Wave!!!!

"impossible……"

The giant's terrifying fingers instantly shattered, and together with his palms, the terrifying cracks continued to spread to his wrist, then his forearm, then his arms, and then they shattered with a bang.

"No, I don't believe that a person's body cannot reach such a state."

The giant clenched his fist on his arm and punched him with a huge sound. This punch could shatter the chaos.

The terrifying scene made the main god feel suffocated. Zhang Fan turned his body and flew up directly, and his whole body met the huge fist.

Bang...

Zhang Fan disappeared. If you look closely, you can see a hole in the huge fist.

Then the giant's fist and arm began to crack everywhere.

"I am immortal, you can't kill me."

The cracked palm grabbed the distance frantically, and the arms extended wildly, with the targets being several quasi-creator and the Lord God.

Only when the attack falls on themselves can they perceive their own insignificance.

Seeing Zhang Fan easily shattering his body, they felt that even though it was powerful, it was not unbreakable.

But when they face it, when their attacks can only make a little crack, they realize that they are not of the same level at all.

The attacks of those main gods can only leave a shallow pit on the huge body. For the giant, it is like someone pressing it, and the sag can be recovered immediately.

But it was too late. Several people wanted to be attacked by the sand and were grabbed in their hands.

The others were even more creepy and fled towards the periphery frantically. What kind of monster did they encounter?

Many quasi-creator are simply incredible. They are obviously at the same level and the other party's aura is not much larger than them, but they have no power to fight back with the attack methods they use.

How could they know that this Ghost Emperor is not a silence at all. He has controlled the central underworld for thousands of years, and has experienced thousands of disasters before and for thousands of years. Now he has recalled the power of thousands of disasters. In addition, the collapse of the heavenly way at this moment, he is the heavenly way of the central underworld. At least death and invasion are under his control.

This is absolute power, and without an absolutely transcendent body, it cannot resist any of the tiny parts.

Of course, if Mars and Venus were not so desperate at the beginning, they would automatically complete the seven-star life-sustaining, and directly allow him to absorb it and regain the capital to take action.

He is still dying now. Not to mention the main god, he can take it down with a high-level god.

Unfortunately, things went against their wishes. The Ghost Emperor got such an opportunity to regain control of the way of heaven. In addition, they had no advantage in this world.

Let’s compare it again. The difference between home and away games is not easy in this case to win the same level.

Unless like Zhang Fan, Hunyuan Ruyi, who is perfect and perfect in Taoist magic power, physical body and soul, he does not rely on the way of heaven at all, regardless of home or away game.

There is a limit to the referee blowing the black whistle, and in the face of absolute strength, these are all trash.

"Run away from the battlefield between these two people, it's so terrifying."

The man almost chose the three of them just now. If there weren't more people gathering there, the three of them would have been done.

"It's a pity to miss such a big battle."

"It's too strong, I'm afraid the Lich War is not so intense."

"Some, the battle between the twelve ancestor witches turned into Pangu's true body and Zhou Tianxing Fight was more intense and tragic than that now. After the last battle, although it was tragic, both sides were no longer at the peak, so they were not as extreme as they were."

The quasi-creators were also crazy about staying away from here, and they never dared to get too close. It was really terrible. They were like grass.
Chapter completed!