"Didn't you know it long ago? Chu Mo's profession is to massacre gods."

Chu Mo said lightly, holding arrogance in his left hand, an eight-sided Han sword, and holding jealousy in his right hand, which was the form of a Tang sword.

The six-wing wings behind him flapped his wings, and he was floating high in the sky, with groups of corpses under his feet, and behind him was a lonely moon and boundless dark clouds. The cold wind blew the hair in front of him, and the lava-like eyes both sides looked at each other.

"Boss, all the Deadpools by the beach suddenly flew away." Xia Mi called.

"Yeah, I get it."

The monster in front of me is not the Herzog in the original work. This is the real White King. Even if he is just resurrected and is still in a weak stage, he can perfectly use his own power.

Since he is the king of the Dragon Clan, he can naturally call on the entire army.

"Are you ready to fight with me?" Chu Mo smiled faintly, even if there are thousands of people, I am enough!

"This is impossible, you are not him." The White King roared.

He stretched out his wings and showed a sacred cross shape, but his body was hideous and terrifying. His whole body was shrouded in hard tins, with beautiful luster flowing on those tins, like bronze or even red gold. The sharp bones protruded to the surface of the body, like curved blades, and the steel-like muscles slowly undulating under the scales, and the bones in the body made a slight explosion.

Behind the White King, black dots gradually appeared, and they were ferocious deadpools, and they all flapped their wings.

"It's not good to bully one of them so many people." Lu Mingze's voice sounded and he snapped his fingers gently. Beside the drilling well, there were thousands of corpses of the Bazi Family and the Fierce Ghosts. They were originally mixed-race species during their lifetime.

At this moment, Lu Mingze ignited their bloodline, and corpses climbed up from the ground ferociously, spreading their membrane wings from behind, and fangs grew. They turned into dragon servants and slung to Chu Mo's side.

Chu Mo frowned and looked at Lu Mingze.

"Anyway, it's just Xiaobian, you don't care about those trash, you just don't want a group of ugly things to affect this drama." Lu Mingze shrugged and explained.

He didn't know that he had brought popcorn and coke from there, sat on a broken steel frame, looking up at the sky.

"roar!!"

The White King suddenly opened his mouth, but this time it was not an venting roar but a deafening chant. The elemental turbulence in the space was guided by it, and the fire element suddenly exploded after it was concentrated, looking like a napalm bomb exploded in front of Chu Mo.

Chu Mo's dazzling golden eyes flashed in front of his eyes, and the same Yan Ling. Jun Yan expanded, and the flames collided with the flames, like fireworks.

"You are not Him, you instruct the humble king, and I am God. There is an indelible gap between you and me."

The white king's eyes lit up, and he understood.

Although the monster in front of me was terrifying, it only had the power of the King of Bronze and Fire, and he was the King of White!

"Yeah?"

Chu Mo asked back, and the response to him was the next high-level spoken spirit.

A purple lightning flashed across the sky, and Chu Mo's arrogance suddenly waved, and a black sun floated in the air, but the power of the Yan Ling and Black Sun had not yet exploded. Only the White King murmured.

"Cancel."

Yan Ling Hei Ri was forcibly interrupted, Chu Mo's face darkened, and two Yu Hes blocked in front of him, forcibly endured the attack dominated by Yan Ling Cang Lei.

"I seem to understand the difference between you and that guy. Your heart is too cowardly. No wonder you are a loser." Chu Mo mocked, leaving a charred black on Yu He, but the wound is quickly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Bang!"

Chu Mo rushed out and launched an attack first. Thousands of dragon servants behind him also launched a charge at the same time. The monsters were fighting against monsters. Two monsters could be seen everywhere in the sky, catching each other's throat, and not giving up until they bite the other's heart.

Chu Mo carries seven weapons, which is the masterpiece of Dragon King Norton, the peak of alchemy weapons, and the Seven Deadly Sins.

The White King had only one hand, that is the Tiancongyun that accompanies him. This hand is enough to exceed the seven deadly sins.

The death battle between gods and monsters is used to the extreme.

Any swordsmanship and experience are useless at this moment, exchanging injuries for injuries, fighting for life, and blood is seen from swords. On several occasions, they approached the ground and passed by supersonic speed on the flooded streets. The glass along the way collapsed, and the surging waves reached the highest point a few seconds after they left.

The thick dark clouds were suddenly torn apart, and two figures rushed out of the dark clouds and collided again like meteors.

With the power of the King of Bronze and Fire, coupled with the blessing of Hezi, Chu Mo's physical strength is not weaker than that of King White. He even has much stronger recovery ability, but King White has a great advantage in terms of Word Spirit.

He can cancel Chu Mo's Spirit, but he can use the power of five elements himself.

So Chu Mo could only keep approaching and approaching again, so that the other party could not use a large-scale spiritual spirit.

"Clang!"

After another collision, the White King wanted to keep a distance, but Chu Mo rushed forward unyieldingly, but in fact he had more injuries than the White King.

"roar!"

The White King roared angrily, but was swept and smashed to the ground by Chu Mo's Yu He. Before he could land, a powerful earth-type spoken spirit was already released. Just like a blast, the entire mountain range collapsed and an unparalleled force erupted to force Chu Mo back.

A cunning voice flashed in the White King's eyes, and he immediately began to recite the world-destroying spirit.

Dozens of Deadpools rushed out of their battlefield and rushed towards Chu Mo.

"roll!"

Chu Mo shouted loudly, and the six Yu He stretched out at the same time, instantly piercing through the heart of the six Deadpool, with black blood rolling and scattering. The swords of arrogance and jealousy in his hand kept reaping the life of Deadpool.

Yan Ling Junyan exploded nine times in an instant, and actually made the entire sky look red.

"The king's war is also the one who dares to intervene like you."

Chu Mo angrily grabbed the last deadpool who was blocking the road, and teared it in half.

"Shi Ling·Wind Eye."

The White King's recitation ended, and the gloomy sky changed instantly. This was the wind-type speech spirit.

A cold wind blew across Chu Mo's skin and instantly cut his defense, like an alchemy blade. Above his head, the huge wind eye was ready and rolled up a strong wind. A terrifying tornado suddenly rose.

The strong green wind drowned Chu Mo and all the Deadpools.

"Those who disobey should be punished."

The White King laughed unrestrainedly. He had the joy of destroying powerful enemies and the excitement of resurrection. The Black King was dead, and he would be the only master and the only god in this world.

"Who disobeys who? Beast!"

In the cyan tornado, a little red light first lit up, and then the red light expanded rapidly and instantly turned into a rolling wave of fire.

The explosion was too wide, and even the wind-type elements gathered by the White King were dispersed.

The White King showed an incredible voice. Under the sanction of Fengyan, this monster could still use the Yan Ling Zhulong? How did he endure this pain and injury?

The explosion of Yanling Zhulong destroyed everything around him. The dazzling white light could be seen dozens of miles away, illuminating the entire black smoke into the daytime.

Lu Mingze had to change his position to watch the battle again. The original drilling had been completely razed to the ground. He stood at the height of the Tokyo Sky Tree and looked at the decisive battle in the distance, "It's such a mess."

How to explain this battle when Japan encountered the largest tornado in history, plus the explosion of a nuclear power plant?

Chu Mo rushed out of the flames of Yanling Zhulong, and his body was filled with boiling blood and countless wounds. However, the White King could see that these wounds were squirming at the same time, and even a wound that penetrated his heart was recovering.

He can't even do this kind of recovery.

What happened during the period when he died? There would be such a monster?

A fearful voice appeared in the White King's eyes. He had not yet returned to his heyday. He had just been resurrected and was still in the Dragon Clan. He was still young and had not been able to give birth to a completed dragon Clan body.

He didn't want to fight Chu Mo to the death now, mainly because he was not sure.

The white king's wings were shocked and he wanted to escape.

"You are still like this, you have the strength but are so weak, it's just why you can never defeat me who is obviously as strong as me." Lu Mingze said lightly, and he turned around and left. The outcome of this battle was destined.

The White King became more and more anxious. Chu Mo was chasing him and almost all the injuries on the other party had recovered.

"You and I are both the masters of this era. Why do you have to fight with me? You may not be able to beat me." The White King roared angrily, turning around in the air, with a black ocean below him.

"Have you chosen your own cemetery? I never talked to the dead... Oh, no, the dead dragon nonsense." Chu Mo grinned. The journey of the dragon clan ignited the blood hidden in his heart, and from then on he will not be afraid of everything.

"You dragon clan has a saying that all kings' blood must end with swords."

Chu Mo fought with the White King again, and he lost when the White King retreated.

The sky conglomerate clouds are extremely sharp and can easily penetrate Hezi, but they cannot threaten Chu Mo's life.

"Bang!"

"Diet the unruly disobedient ones."

Chu Mo sold a flaw, and the White King angrily cut off Tian Congyun, directly cutting off three entire rays of blood, and a large amount of blood surged. The White King was also suddenly shot down from the air and fell towards the sea.

Chu Mo also descended immediately with the White King.

Before they touched the sea, a powerful spirit of speech has been released, and the field has expanded rapidly, covering the sea area within a few kilometers. It was an extremely cold area. The sea water in the field, and the fish swimming underwater, quickly condensed. The waves were condensed, and the water in the air condensed. In an instant, wind and snow swept across the sea.

But before the White King stepped on the ice, Chu Mo had already pulled out the lust and Taotie at the waist and inserted it into the White King's kneecap.

"ah!"

The White King suddenly knelt down to the ground, and Chu Mo followed with an elbow, hitting Bai King's throat, reaching out and grabbing his head. The other hand pulled out Greed and cut open the dragon scales on his head with one sword.

The White King had no chance to react at all. He was now dominated by Chu Mo like a puppet.

The Sword of Fallen Punched into his eyes.

"Don't kill me..."

What is extremely ridiculous is that the arrogant White King of the Dragon Clan finally said the three words of such cowardice.

Chu Mo looked cold and pulled out arrogance and jealousy expressionlessly, penetrated the bones and membrane wings of the White King, and nailed him to the ice.
To be continued...