A giant hand poked out from his blood energy, and then the battlefield god of killing was 300 meters high, holding the giant sword of the God of Killing, which was nearly 400 meters long, appeared in everyone's eyes. He was wearing blood-colored armor and thunder wrapped around him, giving people a shocking effect that subverts the eyeballs.

Shan Luo, who transformed into a battlefield killing god, glared at the middle-aged fall in the sky like a demon god. At his feet, the aircraft carriers became small. The eyes of the strong men watching the battle opened. The image of the fallen battlefield killing god was once the iconic image of the text era, but since the fall of the crazy fall ten years ago, the players have never seen him transform into a battlefield killing god. Except for the inability to transform in the real world, the fallen is already an invincible existence in the game and does not need to transform at all.

"boom"

Blood and energy surged along the sword body, extending nearly 10,000 meters in an instant. The onlookers were so shocked that they quickly dodged. They carried the giant sword of the God of Slaying and slashed upwards. The sword energy of the slashing style cut through the sky and tore away with the momentum of slashing through the sky.

Although the middle-aged fallen fall, he did not dodge. He waved his right hand towards the sword energy of Zhan Jingshi, and a thunder with a diameter of ten meters shook down, passing by him, and landed directly on the sword energy of Zhan Jingshi.

The blood-colored sword energy was only shocked, but it was not shattered. Shan Luo roared angrily and raised his sword. The sword energy that extended nearly 10,000 meters stirred the thunder clouds and rushed towards the middle-aged depravity.

"You must win!"

The first MP was nervous, his eyes were filled with blood. He looked at the young depraved and his sword energy that was ten thousand meters long and his heart was raised to his throat when he was falling to his middle-aged man.

At this moment, billions of people around the world are paying close attention to the live broadcast. Will this war that concerns the life and death of mankind be ended with a single sword?

Unexpectedly, a middle-aged depraved smile suddenly appeared on his face, and the rolling thunder clouds suddenly rolled towards him. In an instant, he was wrapped in thunder clouds. The sword energy of the slashing sword slashed on the thunder clouds. Thunder and lightning flashed, and a deafening roar sounded between the sky, as if the sky was about to collapse.

The ocean is even more violent, and the stormy waves make the aircraft carriers sway like boats. The power of nature is fully displayed at this moment.

"Die for me"

The single drop burst out with thunder that shocked all living beings and shouted angrily. The blue veins on his face swelled up, and his arms were as thick as a skyscraper. However, he could not cut off the thunder clouds in the sword energy of the sword. Blood surged wildly in the tiger's mouth, and he still persisted without knowing the pain.

"Come on, God of Lost!"

Someone suddenly shouted, and all the powerful players watching the game started shouting. At this moment, they seemed to have returned to the scene when they watched the major game of the Text Era, and fell into the game with great power. The audience shouted and cheered in front of the TV.

Leng Jian and others looked at the stalemate between Shanluo and the middle-aged depravity. At this moment, they couldn't help but feel excited. The passion that had fought with Shanluo all over the world actually rose again.

"Aluo..." Yang Shixian murmured to herself, her face full of complexity. Although she proposed to let Shanluo fight against middle-aged depravity, she felt very uncomfortable when she saw them fighting to the death.

Once upon a time, the young Shanluo was chased and desperate, and she helped her. From that moment on, the fate of the two was closely linked. At that time, he was weak and helpless, and was completely different from his current strong domineering aura.

She had seen Shanluo's most helpless time, so she naturally didn't want him to return to helpless again.

"Come on..." Fei Si murmured softly, not knowing who she was supporting, but Li Yan was nervously paying attention to the battle, and the roar of her heart tightened and uncomfortable.

At this moment, the rolling thunder clouds wrapped in the middle-aged depravity suddenly expanded, and an unstoppable force blocked the sword energy of the sword. Shan Luo gritted his teeth and fought with all his strength to shake it.

He has entered the state of Killing God and now has nearly 500 billion combat power. This power is so terrifying that it is absolutely easy to rush over the sea, but now it is blocked, which shows that the power of middle-aged depravity has reached an incredible level.

"Damn it! The gap is still too big!"

Shanluo was unwilling to think that middle-aged depravity had become his inner demon. If he did not eliminate it, it would be impossible to guarantee that he would not become like this in the future.

"Rare out! That guy already has murderous intentions towards you. I guess he will really lose his mind and kill you desperately." The little brat suddenly spoke, his tone very serious, which made Shan Luo feel nervous. Yang Shixian once said that he dare not kill him in middle-aged depravity, because once he is killed, the middle-aged depravity will disappear, but the current middle-aged depravity has obviously been distorted and anything can be done.

The only trump card left by Shanluo is Bloodthirsty. With his physical strength, he can only hold on for two or three minutes at the same time. If he fails to kill the middle-aged Depravity within this period of time, he will have to bleed and die.

"Boom"

The rolling thunder clouds suddenly exploded, and the terrifying strong wind instantly shattered the sword energy of the sword, causing Shan Luo to vomit blood and fall into the ocean. The strong wind raged to the world. The ocean within a radius of hundreds of miles surged wildly, and the fighter planes flying in the air were tilted around. The powerful players watching the game were also like dust being blown to fly in all directions. Many aircraft carriers were even overturned by huge waves. The scene was extremely chaotic, as if the end of the world suddenly fell and the ocean swept the world.

"Do you all! You will disappear to me!"

Thousands of lightning kept swaying down, making the waves even more violent. The middle-aged fallen floating in the sky, with his hands spreading open, his face full of madness, and his blood and energy quickly overflowed from his body, like a demon swaying behind him.

Shan Luo, who had risen from the stormy waves, looked up and his eyes widened, his pupils suddenly shrank, and an incredible look appeared on his face.

"Rahu!"

Shan Luo exclaimed in a trembling voice. The blood-colored phantom on the middle-aged depraved back was the figure of the ancient demon god Luohu. He never expected that he would have something to do with Luohu twenty years later.

"He was actually contaminated by Luohu's demonic nature!"

The little brat also exclaimed, his tone was full of disbelief, and the soul of the God-Slaying Life sighed quietly: "Sure enough, you can't escape Luohu's control in the future..."

Upon hearing this, Shan Luo was shocked. He subconsciously looked at the giant sword of the God of Killing in his hand, and his eyes showed a look of horror. He guessed something vaguely, and his face became extremely ugly.

"Damn it! Such a big wave, you can't even launch the ultimate weapon!"

The first MP looked unwilling. Seeing such a powerful middle-aged depravity, his heart was filled with despair. How can humans overcome the middle-aged depravity that even nature can control?

"Go on! You can't drag it down any longer!" the little brat urged urgently.
Chapter completed!