Huang Shang not only penetrated deep into the hinterland, but also pointed directly at the throne. This move immediately made all the demons go crazy, turning into a violent storm and attacking with rage.

But this routine is already old in Huang Shang's eyes.

They are all filled with blood, darkness, death, killing and curse that are so thick that they cannot be dissolved. They are repeated over and over again without any new ideas.

His white shirt was fluttering, he did not dodge or evade, his hands were swaying, and the sky was empty. First, it was like a bottomless abyss, absorbing everything, and then it turned into a more violent wave and fought back.

Amidst fierce collisions and loud noises, a curtain of blood covered the sky under dark clouds.

The giant sword is broken! The armor is broken! The flesh and blood are scattered!

The demons were either directly collapsed into pieces by the huge force, or their bodies spontaneously combusted and produced white demonic flames, which were incinerated into ashes. Anyway, they all fell down and died in pieces like grass.

Huang Shang's white figure went against the black trend.

How majestic.

But under normal circumstances, this kind of killing will only be appreciated by Khorne, not only depleting his own strength, but also aiding the enemy.

But this time, the situation is different.

Along with the fierce battle and the death of large areas, the throne did not receive any blessing of power.

Khorne is not in this time and space. This throne is actually the core of divinity. Its vibration amplitude has been turned to the third level of blushing, while revealing human surprise and anger.

That is the wrath of God when his domain is violated.

"Killing luck is one of the five innate lucks. It is a kind of behavior that has to be carried out after too many resources in the world are occupied and affect the movement of heaven and earth. It runs through the beginning and the end, reaching the state of creation, residence and destruction!"

"Killing is selfish desire, killing luck is the road!"

Facing the wrath of God, Huang Shang smiled slightly and actually opened his realm for viewing.

This is not a teaching, but an impact.

Eastern philosophy is an impact on the Western system.

The divinity has been determined, and each god and demon has its own way.

Even if she reaches the level of nine-star domination, Nuwa is not suitable to inherit the authority of order, and the Supreme Being is also not suitable to take the path of authority over life, and the same is certainly true for Khorne.

So what Huang Shang is doing now is splitting.

The demonic body split into pieces. Now, he wants to split the demonic body!

Just as in the world of Tianlong, Kong Sheng replaced Khorne and became the butcher's new faith, the Throne's definition of killing can also be subverted!

Almost as soon as it came into contact with the aura of murderous luck, the throne immediately vibrated and began to block the impact. At the same time, along the passage, countless killings, destruction, bloody resentment and other negative desires were turned into a huge sea of ​​blood and slapped over.

Both sides adopted the same tactics to contaminate the other's will.

This is a competition of hard power, which is more dangerous than a confrontation of internal strength. If you are not careful, you will be doomed.

But the throne was chosen for the wrong person.

Evil King, an old schizophrenic resister.

Only he divides others, and no one else divides him.

"The luck of killing will lead to disaster, the luck of killing will start the career, and the luck of killing will not be stained with sin!"

So Huang Shang smiled wildly, and the radiance flowed from his body, facing the roaring sea of ​​blood. He raised his right hand, his eyes were as bright as water, and he cast aside all selfish desires, and slashed down like a great path to heaven.

Killing is not a sin, killing karma is not a crime!

The eighth sword of the Three Swords of Jie Tian, ​​the sword of killing luck, cut it down!

Whoosh!

The monstrous sea of ​​​​blood split into two, but it was endless, and it continued to attack relentlessly, as if there would be no end.

Countless demons crawled out from inside, with hysterical red light emerging from their eyes, forming a bloody curtain that pressed down heavily.

For a time, the distance between heaven and earth was quickly shortened, as if the three-dimensional world was being compressed into a two-dimensional world.

Under such an offensive that killed one thousand enemies and suffered eight hundred losses, the invisible and violent vibrations made this space feel like a small boat in the roaring waves, bumping, undulating, and swaying.

Faced with this home field advantage, Huang Shang had no other choice but to hold up the sky with one hand and use the other hand to draw out the sword again and again, constantly slashing down.

At the same time, Sanzang flew behind him to provide support, allowing him to get some buffering and breathing to restore his strength.

The power of murderous luck is unlimited, but manpower is limited. After all, it is not the existence of gods and demons in adversity, but it will be tiring.

Fortunately, with the strong cooperation between the two, the battle lasted for several days and nights. When the sky reached the top of the head and could be pierced by tiptoeing, the end of the sea of ​​​​blood finally appeared.

The sea of ​​blood dried up, the demons dispersed, and the cracks in the dark earth were healed. Huang Shang, dressed in white as snow, calmly came to the throne.

At this time, the throne has entered the sage mode. Not only does it stop shaking, but the bones and blood have also disappeared.

It was forcibly dissolved by Huang Shang and Sanzang, leaving only a ball of its most original power.

As a result, Huang Shang pressed down with his palm.

Click!

The throne made a shattering sound, and shocking cracks first appeared, then spread rapidly, and finally turned into a black light group and was absorbed into the body.

The Godhead of Khorne!

Huang Shang did not accept it rashly.

These evil gods seem to have failed, but in fact they are probably dormant, waiting to turn the dragon slayer into an evil dragon.

In the Western world, there are too many plot plots of this kind.

Huang Shang has a lot of incarnations, which are by no means comparable to the adversity of a god or demon. He is not afraid of being corrupted in his mind, but he will not cause trouble.

Therefore, this divine destiny is still used to promote the completion of the "Devil Style".

When the divinity is taken away, this small space will naturally belong to them.

Sanzang raised his head, his bald head pierced the sky directly, got out, and looked at the countless dense spaces outside.

Judging from the numbers alone, the result of their hard work for several days was only a small and insignificant victory.

After such hard work, a square space was destroyed, and there were thousands of larger and stronger spaces outside, forming the demonic body.

This is equivalent to destroying a maze in the endless maze. There is still a long way to go before completely defeating the Supreme Demonic Body.

"A small step for us, but a giant step for Taoism!"

Huang Shang doesn't think so.

What he just did was a reward for Taishang's teachings.

Indeed, changes have occurred in response to the outside world.

The eyes of the Taoist in the Tushita Palace were full of scarlet luster. Compared with the balance of Tai Chi in the left eye and Khorne in the right eye at the beginning, as the fierce battle between gods and demons broke out, the west wind overwhelmed the east wind, and Tai Chi was defeated by Khorne.

The marks were squeezed into the corners and were almost invisible.

But at this moment, the Tai Chi diagram represented by the Tao body rose up quietly, sitting on the sea of ​​consciousness between the eyebrows, and opened a third eye.

The territory it occupies is still very small, but its stature is half a point higher.

Don't underestimate this, there is a world of difference.

The Taishang Dao Body, which was originally at a disadvantage, overcame the Demon Body. No matter how much territory it occupied, the latter lost decisive control.

The demon body was not willing to lose its great advantage and immediately counterattacked.

But Taoist did one thing.

Activate Tushita Palace!

To be precise, it was the dojo of Taishang Daozu that was activated!

The Taoist temples of gods are all blessed places in the cave heaven, places where Qi can be cultivated and great power can be achieved. Needless to say, their importance is undeniable.

Just as the Jade Emperor was imprisoned in the Lingxiao Palace, his vitality was severely damaged, and his prestige was greatly damaged thereafter. Laojun's Tushita Palace is above the thirty-three days and is the highest in this world. Now it is being beaten hard by the outside gods and demons, so how can he lose his face?

live?

But there is no way, there is a demon body as a traitor, and the Tushita Palace not only fails to play its role, but the sky-burning purple fire of the Eight Views Palace Lantern is also used to deal with the green cow and prevent it from entering.

Until now...

Bring order to the chaos!

Ever since, all the gods and demons inside and outside the palace heard a strange sound.

It seems to be the sound of water, benefiting all things without fighting, the best good is like water;

It also seems to be a mountain moving, silently rising to the sky, carrying great virtues;

Or yin and yang, four images, five elements...

Everything everything!

"What's going on? Why can't my formation sense it?"

Yuelong is an array mage and is most sensitive to changes in the environment, so his color suddenly changed.

Because the Five Spirits Bearing Heaven Formation, the Great Sumeru Positive and Anti-Nine Palace Immortal Formation, the Transformation Restriction Technique, and other formation spells she had arranged, all disappeared.
To be continued...