Chapter 4001 3801: The Price of Arrogance

Shenxuan and Shendi had been hiding in the void. They originally planned to take advantage of the chaos to attack each other in an effort to resolve the battle as quickly as possible.

They watched Shenhuang disappear in place, as if they had seen a ghost.

Xing Tian Shen did not answer, but turned to look at Taoist Wuwei: "Why don't you run away?"

Taoist Wuwei felt bitter in his heart. If he could, he would have escaped long ago. Facing the Spirit Clan, he felt extremely bitter in his heart. Even though he was the master of Three Thousand Islands, he did not dare to confront the Spirit Clan.

"You are really crazy!" Taoist Wuwei gritted his teeth and said, "Provoking the gods will not benefit anyone!"

Xing Tianshen continued to ask: "Then you should run away."

Taoist Wuwei continued to curse and had no intention of leaving.

"Let's take action together later and aim at the spiritual clan on the left." God Xingtian sent a message to Taoist Wuwei.

"I don't dare!" Taoist Wuwei said sincerely: "Although you saved me, I really don't have the courage to fight against the gods. If you want to take action, you can do it yourself!"

Xing Tianshen heard this and did not force him.

Seeing that their questions were ignored by Xing Tian Shen, Shen Xuan and Shen Di were furious and started to mobilize the avenue one after another.

"Although I don't know who is under the mask, you are still the first one who dares to openly attack our divine clan!"

Xing Tianshen said calmly: "I suggest you wait, you will see something soon."

Shenxuan narrowed his eyes: "What?"

"The yellow corpse."

"Bold!" Shenxuan took action instantly, wanting to teach this rude guy a lesson.

Shenhuang did disappear out of thin air, but Shenxuan concluded that he should have entered a certain space and could not die at all.

"This guy is stalling for time, don't wait any longer, kill him to get the inheritance!"

Shenxuan and Shendi simultaneously summoned Dao to take action.

Pure white space.

Shenhuang was forcibly dragged into this space without any chance to react.

He looked at his surroundings confusedly.

"Is this the Lord God's method?"

At this time, Shenhuang had no idea what he had experienced.

Why do you appear here?

"Lord God?"

Shen Huang tried to ask.

No one answered.

"It's not just the gods who know how to do this."

A voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Ning Cheng, dressed in black robe and mask, appeared behind Shenhuang.

Shenhuang turned around suddenly. When he saw that he was actually a person in the realm of a true god, his pupils shrank, obviously in disbelief.

His eyes instantly became fierce: "Although I don't know how you did all this, dragging this god into this space is equivalent to offending me!"

The supreme beings of the divine race always speak so arrogantly.

He still didn't take Ning Cheng seriously.

I have long been convinced in my heart that this pure white space cannot be the same as that of the god. It is just an imitation of its form but not its spirit.

Shenhuang took action instantly. He knew that if he disappeared for too long, Shenxuan and others would definitely fall into panic.

Although he knew that Shenxuan and Shendi could easily deal with the remaining two guys, in order to prevent emergencies from happening, Shenhuang still wanted to resolve the battle as quickly as possible.

With a low roar, a golden avenue of light appeared above Shenhuang's head.

He was bathed in golden light, looking down at Ningcheng as holy as a god.

Ning Cheng was unmoved and raised his hand. The pure white space around him quickly shrank, and the golden light avenue energy released by Shenhuang was quickly swallowed up by this space.

The momentum he finally gathered was easily resolved by Ning Cheng.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Shenhuang felt bad in his heart.

It is absolutely impossible for the opponent to only have the combat power of a true god.

The only way to achieve this is to reach the highest peak.

"You obviously have the highest level of combat power, but you insist on pretending to be a true god rat. Do you want to make me let down my guard and kill you with one strike?"

Shenhuang's brain supplement is really powerful.

He guessed Ning Cheng's thoughts by accident.

Ning Cheng had indeed planned this. He didn't have much chance of winning against Shenhuang. Ning Cheng couldn't kill the most powerful person at the top.

If you want to complete the kill, you can only do it by surprise.

Take advantage of the other party's carelessness.

But Shenhuang's rich imagination made him dare not underestimate Ning Cheng.

Especially the pure white space method is too appalling.

"The spirit race is nothing more than that."

Ning Cheng did not rush to take action, but instead said: "You can actually mistake a strong person at the peak of the True God for the highest peak. Is this your strength?"

Shenhuang snorted coldly, and with the power of the gods attached to his fists, he punched out without mercy.

Ning Cheng's methods are too weird, he must go all out.

In the pure white space, the battle between Ning Cheng and Shenhuang started instantly. The scene Shenhuang expected did not appear. Instead, he was attacking fiercely.

The opponent is trying its best to defend, or to be precise, it should be running away.

There is no way to resist!

"Hahahaha, I thought you had something to rely on when you dragged me into this space. Now it seems that you are just a rat. Why don't you dare to fight me?"

Shenhuang sped up the pace of his attack, and several golden fist shadows happened to hit Ning Cheng.

Ning Cheng was caught off guard and hit the pure white boundary wall hard, causing the space to shake.

The mask dyed Ning Cheng's face red.

He was injured by this blow.

"Hahahaha, that's it?" Shenhuang imitated Ning Cheng's tone and said, "Just now you said that this god is nothing more than that, what about now?"

Ning Cheng did not answer.

Without wiping the blood on his mask, he drew out his Soul-Slaying Sword and tried to attack.

Shenhuang fired several fist shadows again in the direction of Ning Cheng.

Ning Cheng, who was about to approach Shenhuang, attacked Fist Shadow continuously and retreated again.

Seeing that his attack prevented Ning Cheng from moving forward, Shenhuang was convinced that this guy didn't have much strength at all.

All ghost magic is useless in actual combat!

Shenhuang's confidence greatly increased, and he attacked Ning Cheng more unscrupulously. He didn't even notice that the quality of his attacks was not as good as the previous one because he was relaxed.

Ning Cheng kept tossing and turning in the space. Several attacks seemed to be about to hit him, but he easily defused them all.

The more this happens, the angrier Shenhuang becomes.

If the other party is really only the true god's peak combat power, then what time are you wasting?

In order to crush an ant to death, you actually wasted half a stick of incense?

If this spreads out, where will the supreme face of my own spiritual clan be?

"Boy, just stand there and wait for death. I will give you a happy death."

Shenhuang sped up the attack frequency, trying to block Ning Cheng in a blind corner with layers of superimposed fist shadows.

The dense fist shadows quickly drove Ning Cheng to a corner of the space.

"die!"

Shenhuang released extremely high pressure, and Ning Cheng's body was instantly unable to move.

He smiled cruelly, as if squeezing a bug to death, and blasted out several times in a row.

Countless fist shadows surging with golden light struck in the direction where Ning Cheng was frozen and suppressed.

"boom!"

"boom!"
To be continued...