Great Slaughter System

When Lei Ji came to the world, everything became empty.

During the battle with Qingshi Yaohuang, Shen Long's strength grew rapidly, and he reached the eighth heaven of true gods in the blink of an eye. Although the realm of true gods has no specific realm, the improvement of combat power is the improvement of realm.

Shen Lang's majestic general is like the god of thunder above the nine heavens, surrounded by electric snakes, and his majesty shakes the sky.

boom! ! !

The attacks of the two collided, and there was a flash of lightning and thunder, and a strong wind blew away in all directions.

Feeling the aftermath of the fight between the two, the people who watched the battle gasped.

Judging from the aftermath of the fight between the two, if they were among them, they would probably be strangled instantly.

Qingshi Yaohuang was full of fighting spirit, and his aura shot straight into the sky, fighting against Shen Long's purple thunder light. The two were fighting fiercely like the ancient gods.

"Brother Shen's strength has improved. It seems that in this battle, it is still unknown who will win the battle."

The patriarch of the Nangong family, Nangong Wudao, said slowly.

"Brother Nangong's words are right. Brother Shen was said to have the style of his ancestors back then. Although because of his bloodline, his strength has not improved a single inch, but this time the Lion King gave Brother Shen a chance. As long as Brother Shen can break the restriction of bloodline, he will definitely be able to improve his strength."

The patriarch of the Yan family, Yan Tiexin said affirmatively.

boom! ! !

Just when everyone was discussing and looking different, the battle between Shen Long and Qingshi Yaohuang finally came to an end.

I saw two figures falling from the sky, smashing into the surface of the earth, above the endless sea, and because of the battle between the two, a boundless tsunami was caused.

"What? Brother lost?"

Seeing that both Shen Long and Qingshi Yaohuang were hurting each other, the mad tiger Yaohuang and other monster clan powerhouses couldn't believe it.

"Not necessarily. We all know the power of the elder brother, especially his ancestral blood. As long as he is not seriously injured, he still has the power to fight again."

The Spirit Snake Demon Emperor said solemnly.

"That's right, big brother's strength is definitely more than that. Back then, Guan Shengdi was not able to kill big brother, which means that big brother will definitely not be defeated like this."

The Nine-Tailed Demon Emperor didn't really believe it either. In their eyes, the eldest brother, who was like a God of War, would be defeated by Shen Long.

The defeat they said was a mutual injury between Shen Long and Qingshi Yaohuang. In the eyes of the Yaozu people, a mutual injury is a defeat, and there is no such thing as a tie.

boom! ! !

Just when everyone had different thoughts, the ground suddenly exploded, and a figure like a demon god rushed out from it. Seeing the long golden hair of that figure, some people were happy and some were worried.

The one of the demon clan was happy, because that figure was exactly the god of war in their eyes, the demon king who held the lion.

The worry is the human side, after all, Qingshi Yaohuang still has the power to fight again, so Shen Long is in danger.

"Cough cough!!!"

After the smoke and dust cleared, Shen Long struggled to climb out of the deep pit he smashed out, his whole body was covered in blood, he was very embarrassed, and he was still spitting out blood from his mouth.

"You are very good. You can be proud of being able to fight to such an extent."

Qingshi Yaohuang stood proudly in the void, looked down at Shen Long, and said lightly.

Shen Long looked up at the Demon Emperor Qingshi in the sky with an ugly look on his face. He didn't expect that the Demon Emperor Qingshi would still be able to fight again after being attacked so strongly by him. Although he had made a breakthrough in his strength in this battle, he was considered defeated.

In the last move of Shen Long and Qingshi Yaohuang, neither of them chose to defend, but punched each other. However, Shen Long's Leiji Fist is a peerless magic skill, which itself has the power of lightning and is extremely corrosive. But unexpectedly, Qingshi Yaohuang did not suffer much damage, and it was even lighter than his injury.

"Go to hell."

Seeing Shen Long's decadent eyes, Qingshi Yaohuang felt a sense of arrogance in his heart. Such a strong man died in his hands, which gave him a kind of pleasure.

The monster race is very war-loving, and they also take pleasure in killing the strong. In the ancient times, the monster race did not have the strong people who killed less. They always feed on the flesh and blood of the strong human race, and keep the skulls of the strong human race as capital to show off.

Now seeing that another peerless powerhouse will fall, Qingshi Yaohuang feels a surge of pleasure in his body.

Qingshi Yaohuang gently raised his hand to grasp a fist, and suddenly punched Shen Long with peerless punching power.

"Brother Shen."

At this time, the ancestors of the other three ancient clans were far behind, and could only watch Shen Long die. Although they had been suppressing each other at the beginning, after Shen Lang's reconciliation and the invasion of the Heavenly Demon Realm, they were no longer so hostile. Instead, they felt like comrades-in-arms.

Seeing that Shen Long was about to fall under the fist of Qingshi Yaohuang, they couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Although Shen Long was facing death, he didn't show any emotion, but was very calm. In this troubled world, he had already prepared for death, but he was a little regretful that he didn't see the day when Shen Lang came to the heavens.

But just when everyone thought that Shen Long was about to be bombarded and killed by the Lion King, the space around Shen Long suddenly split open, and a figure stepped out step by step, raised his fist to ask the sky, and suddenly blocked the attack of the King Lion King.

Seeing that person, the people of the human race were overjoyed, because that person was the Lord of the Asura Way of the underworld, "Huangfuji".

"He is the Lord of the Asura Way."

Everyone exclaimed.

Huangfuji's clothes were fluttering, the aftermath of the attack came to him, and all of them dissipated without a sound.

"Are you OK?"

Huangfu asked in a very cold voice.

Shen Long shook his head, "It's not a big deal, it's just that he suffered some internal injuries and can't use his strength for the time being."

"Well, leave it to me here, you go to recover first."

Following Huangfuji's words, Shen Long walked towards the human race.

He suffered a shock in his body, coupled with his injuries, he was unable to use all his strength, so he could only walk back on foot.

Seeing that Shen Long retreated safely, Qingshi Yaohuang didn't move at all, but looked at Huangfuji solemnly.

He is very clear about Huangfuji's strength, not to mention that he is currently injured and unable to exert his full strength, even when he is at his full strength, he dare not say that he can defeat Huangfuji.

When Yaozun had just broken through the seal and hadn't recovered his strength, he didn't gain the upper hand in the battle with Huangfuji, which meant that Huangfuji's strength was absolutely comparable to Guan Shengdi in the ancient times.

"Your strength is not bad, if you still want to fight, can I play with you?"

Huangfu said very indifferently.

This group of Yaozu people really don't know how to live or die. The Yaozun's strength has not yet recovered, so he dares to be so arrogant. Do you really think that other people are made of mud?

This time he came out to fight the Yao Zun. The emperor didn't know when he would be able to come back. Now he could only bear the burden of resisting the Yao Zun. The Lion King still had some strength, so he could warm up his lower body first.