Chapter 120 God Kill

Dao Zhengzi's eyes are about to crack at this moment. Just now, Deng Xi showed weakness to seduce the enemy, which made him feel vulnerable. At this moment, he is already a little unable to fight against the enemy with all his strength. Therefore, while adjusting his work and breathing, he tried his best to avoid dodge, hoping to delay enough time to recover his injury.

And Deng Xi saw the other party's intention at a glance. It was not easy for him to achieve the current situation. How could he give the other party another chance to win back?

This fake ghosts are like countless life-threatening charms, quickly surrounded from all directions. No matter which direction you dodge, there is no gap.

The only way to see the tide of resentment bully you is to fight hard.

"Ah!"

Dao Zhengzi roared. He could not take care of his unrecovered injury. He only put all his power into the brocade flag. Hearing the sad hiss rising again, the resentment released by the two collided with each other.

In an instant, the painful howling sounded like a tsunami. Countless grievances, in the fierce collision, collapsed and turned into a fog of flesh and blood. The whole hall of hell reappeared like hell.

And in this battle, even the Yan Jun of other halls could not resist and retreated into the distance. The ghost officials they brought followed. In a short time, several low-cultivable Yan Jun, such as King Taishan, had been forced to withdraw from the Yanluo Hall. Even if the king of Biancheng and others can barely support it, they can only curl up in the corner of the hall.

"What, do you only have so many means?"

Dao Zhengzi struggled to withstand the impact of Deng Xi's hundreds of grievances, and couldn't help but be refreshed and roared loudly. Although he was at a loss, he did not want to lose to his opponent at all.

Deng Xi smiled when he heard the words: "Don't worry, the good ones are all in the back. Do you remember what my move is called?

"What's your name?" Dao Zhengzi frowned.

"Thousands of ghosts, this is just thousands of ghosts. I haven't come out yet!"

"One cut?" Dao Zheng's heart suddenly jumped.

Then, he saw the dense wind of resentment in front of him suddenly crack a gap on both sides, and Deng Xi's figure rushed to his eyes.

In his hand, the black air sword was shining at this time. As a strong breath gathered on it, an invisible rune began to emerge from the middle of the black sword, and it was clearly discernible after a moment.

Woe, blessing, disease, disaster, good, evil, crime, punishment, suffering, happiness, death and life.

The twelve-character truth of reincarnation of life and death? What the hell is this?

Before Dao Zhengzi finished his words, Deng Xi's eyes were slightly closed and his breath was like a flood. This cut had been chopped down like lightning with a twelve-character light wheel.

"K"! With a shocking crisp sound, the brocade flag in Daozhengzi's hand was cut by Deng Xi, and before the cut stopped, he cut the protective spirit of Daozhengzi, and then flashed between his chest and abdomen.

In an instant, time seemed to stop. The grievances all over the sky seemed to have been cast a fixed spell by something, and also stopped in the air in an instant. After a moment, they slowly floated down like fallen leaves after autumn and gradually shattered and disappeared.

"You've been tricked."

Deng Xi said lightly.

Dao Zhengzi covered his abdomen with his hand, clenched his teeth, and smiled bitterly: "Yes, I was tricked, but do you think such a move can kill me?"

"Why not?" Deng Xi said, "You have cut it in half from the top of your head to the yin. Now it's just relying on your last breath. As long as my twelve-character truth turns in your body, all your breath will burst in an instant and blow your body to pieces. And the gods are destroyed and can't be reincarnated!"

"What?!" Dao Zhengzi looked down at the crack between his chest and abdomen in disbelief: "What kind of trick is this?"

Deng Xi tilted his mouth: "Actually, I don't know what the trick is. If you like it, I can call him to kill God."

"God-killing?" Dao Zhengzi suddenly laughed wildly: "Do you think killing me is a god-killing? The real god will come soon. At that time, I'll see how you die!"

"It won't bother you." Deng Xi approached him and said in a low voice, "I'm different from you. I inherited your treasure, and I will definitely take good care of it. Whether it's a god or a Taoist ancestor, you have to pay your own price to take it from me. As for you, just go with peace of mind. I will take good care of things here."

"Take good care? What do you mean?

Deng Xi curled his lips: "It means that there is already a candidate for the position of King of Yan Luo."

"Who is it?" Dao Zhengzi said fiercely.

"Return to the original owner. You killed other people's brother and killed others in hell for thousands of years. Now she is coming to get back her own things. Even this killing was created by her for me to deal with you.

"It's really her! She is still alive!" Dao Zhengzi gritted his teeth in pain: "How on earth did you survive?"

"This is not enough for outsiders." Deng Xi laughed and said, "That's right, it's almost time. You're on your way."

"No!"

Dao Zhengzi's eyes were wide open, and as soon as he stretched out his hands, he wanted to jump forward and use his last bit of strength to die with Deng Xilai.

But before his figure moved, he heard a series of blood plasma bursts. From the seams in his body, a blood mist suddenly shot out, and his body had already been divided into two halves.

However, his skills are really not small. Even if his body is cut open, his speed still does not decrease, and he roars and hugs Deng Xi.

Deng Xi was also shocked by his tenacity, and his mind flashed, and his body had flown dozens of steps away. And the two halves of Dao Zhengzi's body rushed to Deng Xishi's foothold and suddenly made a loud noise. In everyone's eyes, this moment seemed to be covered with a layer of red fog, because the two bodies instantly exploded into the smallest drops of blood and flew away. As for his soul, it has also disappeared at this moment.

After the dead silence lasted for a long time, the whole hall of Yanluo exploded again.

Yan Jun in the first hall was forcibly killed, which has never happened in the whole history of hell. The ghost officials in the fifth hall were furious and shouted to take Deng Xi down one after another.

Even those other palaces and emperors who had just been targeting the "King of Yan Luo" immediately aimed their spearheads at Deng Xi. On the one hand, this subverting of the order of hell must be suppressed, and on the other hand, they also see a more attractive opportunity than competing for the position of judge of Yin Law.

If you can get the seat of Yan Jun in the Fifth Hall, why bother to fight for the Yin Law Department under the jurisdiction of the Fifth Palace?

Faced with these approaching ghosts in front of him, Deng Xi sneered and shouted harshly:

"All shut up!"