Chapter 442 Peak Battle

Xiao Lu's face was stunned. He didn't believe the words of the doomsday messenger. How could the master of the world say that he wanted to recreate the world?

"You must be crazy. If you want to rule the fairyland and become a god, you still have such a crazy idea."

The messenger of doom looked at Xiao Lu and said seriously, "I'm not crazy. I really want to recreate the world. There is no need for the world now. Only at the beginning of the new world can I replace the way of heaven."

"I won't let you destroy the world." Xiao Lu looked at the messenger of the end and said firmly.

The messenger of the end took a deep look at him and said, "In the end, we still can't avoid the first war!" The way is different and doesn't work together. It is useless to say more, and a war is inevitable.

The downpour was no longer under the control of the doomsday messenger. The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and Xiao Lu soared into the air and stood opposite the doomsday messenger. The doomsday messenger in the two-color clouds is murderous at this moment, and the powerful force surging in the body makes the mountains around dozens of miles tremble slightly. People dozens of miles away thought that there was an earthquake, and they would not think that it was done by manpower.

Xiao Lu's pupils eyes contracted, and he had already felt the horror of the doomsday messenger, which was definitely the strength of the real god. At this time, Xiao Lu was stimulated by the strong pressure of the other party, and the power in his body also surged out. For the first time, the two top masters in the world fought tit-for-tat and fought for their lives, and the terrible power was vast in the whole world.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

The two shouted at the same time, and the power of reincarnation surged all over Xiao Lu, while the doomsday messenger emitted a blood-red light all over his body. The two divine forces of different nature collided, and the whole space was broken. Many of the emperors and strongmen in the fairyland war were swept over, and many emperors and strong men were immediately crushed under the powerful field of the two.

This stunned the strong men of the war. When they reacted, they immediately retreated quickly. The terrible power of the two men made them tremble and shocked them.

The space closed in an instant, leaving only Xiao Lu and the doomsday messenger on this side of the world, but the bloody array in the air proved that many peerless masters had just died in their first confrontation. This is the gap. The supreme is already an invincible pronoun, but these descendants are so weak under the strong power of the god-level strong that they are not vulnerable at all.

At this time, Xiao Lu was far away from the messenger of the end of the world. At the same time, they quickly slapped each other. The air attack sounded like thunder in mid-air, and the vast force flew the two of them upside down.

The magnificent power completely collapsed the mountains within a radius of dozens of miles, and the endless mountains rumbled down and instantly turned into broken soil, and Taixuan Mountain no longer existed. There was a miserable and desolate scene under their feet. These two contests are just a small test of each other, and the real confrontation has only begun now.

When the two god-level strong men are about to go to war, the fairyland has been bleeding into a river, and most of the emperors have died. Now the number of emperors and strong men on both sides have been less than 3,000. The whole fairyland was in chaos, the mountains collapsed, and countless beautiful fairyland suffered the worst damage in history.

The whole world of the fairyland seems to be in turmoil, and huge energy fluctuations keep shaking in the air. The strongest center of the shock is not the only confrontation between the emperor and the strong, but another battlefield thousands of miles away.

The last ancient supreme strong man who was invisible in the fairyland finally appeared. Now because of his appearance, the contrast of strength between the human world and the fairy world has changed significantly, and eight to seven has become eight to eight.

More than a dozen figures moved together in an instant, and the power of the ancient supreme strongman filled the whole world in an instant, and it was like a collapse of the earth. The space keeps breaking, then compound, then broken, and then compound...

Xiao Lu and the doomsday messenger have made a real fire, and the two-color cloud of the doomsday messenger has already been dispersed, revealing his real body. He is very young and handsome, and he looks only in his twenties. It's just that those eyes look particularly vicissitudes, showing that he is by no means a descendant.

"Nine Secrets of True Martial Arts!" Xiao Lu shouted, and the nine martial arts skills turned into nine divine swords. The nine swords came out together, and the nine swords broke the void and appeared beside the doomsday messenger in an instant. The sword light of each divine sword is a hundred feet, and the nine swords split into nine directions to the doomsday messenger.

Although the doomsday messenger is powerful, he does not dare to try the power of these nine swords easily. He smashed the void and entered the fairyland from the human world. But the nine swords were not thrown away by him. Under the control of Xiao Lu, he also broke through the space to follow in, and Xiao Lu followed closely.

The doomsday messenger rushed into the battlefield of the younger emperors, and nine divine swords followed closely, making a shocking roar in the air. Where the nine swords passed, more than a dozen strong emperors who had no time to escape were unfortunately swept away by a hundred feet of sharpness and died.

When the doomsday messenger saw that the nine swords seemed to be psychic, he actually chased after him closely. At present, he stopped and stood quietly in the void. The powerful emperor next to him hurriedly fled to the distance and stared at here from afar.

The sharpness of nine divine swords came straight, and the motionless figure of the doomsday messenger suddenly blurred, and the blood-red blazing spirit enveloped him. The energy surged, and a huge magic shadow came out of the red energy. It turned out to be a demon soul much taller than the ghost emperor of Fengdu, with a tall demon body of a hundred feet.

A cold light flashed in Xiao Lu's eyes, breaking the void like lightning, and instantly appeared in the red air wave. He wanted to destroy the body of the doomsday messenger before the return of the demon soul. But when he reached out and grabbed it forward, a shock happened at this moment. The doomsday messenger, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes and smiled strangely at Xiao Lu and said, "You have been fooled."

The doomsday messenger stretched out his hands and grabbed Xiao Lu's hands. An overwhelming force poured into Xiao Lu's body from his body. Of course, Xiao Lu's internal organs were broken and his mouth vomited blood. Xiao Lu, you have to understand that my cultivation is better than yours. Do you think I'm really afraid of your nine swords? What a joke!"

"Doomsday messenger, go to hell!" At this moment, Xiao Lu took out the Kyushu tripod, and the people's tripod were combined. He smashed it in the air and smashed the doomsday messenger into a meat pie in an instant. And the doomsday messenger also twisted Xiao Lu's hands, and the strong men watching the battle in the distance made a big deal. They didn't expect such a result.

However, what surprised them even more was still behind. After Xiao Lu appeared in the shadow, the broken hands actually flew back again and picked them up again, as if they had never been broken. What's more terrible is still behind. The body of the doomsday messenger who had been smashed into meat pie actually got back together, as if nothing had happened.

The two gods between heaven and earth are confronting each other, and the surging terrorist forces are raging wildly within a hundred miles. The void between the two continues to break and compound.

After the tragic war, there were only 800 or 900 people left. These were the strongest among the emperor's strongmen. They looked at the two gods in horror from afar. God can't be killed. These two strongest beings have torn each other's bodies many times, but none of them can finally kill each other, and no one can do anything about it.

No one can kill them unless there is a presence higher than God, or they commit suicide. In fact, they are invincible in terms of their cultivation at this time, and no one in the world can destroy them anymore.

"Do we still need to fight Xiao Lu? You and I should understand that we are immortal now, and no one can kill anyone. No one in this world can help us anymore."

"What do you think we should do?"

"Let's work together, destroy the world and be reborn, and become the true god!" The eyes of the doomsday messenger are full of fanaticism.

Xiao Lu resolutely refused. Although he could not kill the messenger of the end, he could never get together with him. If you really cooperate with him, it means to eradicate all the strong people who resist, although the people who entered the fairyland in the human world have almost died. But there are still many descendants of the strong in the human world. If the messenger of the end wants the people of the world to believe in the gods of the fairyland, the first step is to eliminate those strong people left behind.

The atmosphere began to be tense again, and the powerful power fluctuated in the whole world, and the two top masters were about to fight again. However, at this moment, a violent fluctuation spread here from thousands of miles away, which is a destructive force. Even thousands of miles away, it can feel that the earth is trembling.

Xiao Lu's face has changed greatly. There is no doubt that this is a fierce collision of ancient old monsters. At this time, they must be in a life-and-death war. The doomsday messenger didn't care at all, as if he didn't care whether his supreme strongmen would suffer, and even a smile appeared on his face.

Xiao Lu said, "Doomsday Messenger, how about we go and have a look together?"

"Well, neither of us can kill anyone. It's better to go and see those old people." After saying that, fly away first.

Xiao Lu looked back at the strong men in the human world, and until now there were only more than 500 strong people left in the human world. Thirty-six ancient supreme strong men and 20 people were killed in battle. At this moment, there are still 18 people left. Half of the people in the top ranks of the strong men on both sides have died. You can imagine how tragic the war just now was.

The reason why the 20 ancient supreme strongmen died before many junior strongmen is that the opponents they met are really too strong and are the top masters in the fairy world. The two sides fought tens of thousands of years ago, and this time several pairs of old opponents died together.

Xiao Lu coldly stared at the emperors and strong men on both sides and said, "Don't continue to fight. The rest of the battle mainly depends on the ancient supreme strong to determine the victory or defeat."

Some people familiar with Xiao Lu saw that he was leaving and opened their mouths, but they resisted. Xiao Lu nodded to them, everything was unspoken, and then flew away to follow the doomsday messenger.

When Xiao Lu and the messenger of Doom rushed to the battlefield thousands of miles away, the 16 people here were fighting in the dark, and the earth was full of huge cracks of huge ravines, and the originally flat earth was knocked out dozens of feet and hundreds of feet deep. Groundwater has spewed out in many places, and small lakes have been instantly opened by the ancient supreme strongmen.

The space is constantly breaking up, the huge magic air surges all over the field, and all kinds of air fill the whole sky. Sixteen figures shuttled with each other like lightning in the air, and rows of stormy palms are overwhelming and shaking in all directions.

The fairyland seems to be the end of the world. The raging energy has destroyed a large area of picturesque mountains, forests and plains in the fairyland. The earth seems to have been turned over, the mountains have collapsed, the rivers have changed their paths, and the landform has changed greatly.

This is a disastrous war. If we continue to fight like this, the land that is not vast in the fairyland will be turned into a desert, and the vibrant land will no longer exist. Sixteen world-class masters did not stop at all. The turbulent swords and turbulent magic in the air filled every inch of space.