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Chapter 1563: Death of the Demon Lord

Everyone exclaimed! They were stunned.

They have heard of the God of Heaven. Many years ago, the fairy world appeared once. It is said that it was a hand of punishment. The person who was arrested had no chance to survive. Everyone couldn't help but stare at the Demon Lord and Ling Xiaotian. Can the strong people in these two worlds resist the masters of the God Realm?

"Jiulong, can you put down your personal grudges first?" The Demon Lord was stunned when he saw the God of Heaven's hand, but he quickly roared at Ling Xiaotian.

"Of course, let's take off this claw first. What kind of evil do you think you're going to do?" Ling Xiaotian's sword slashed, and the divine hand was not damaged at all, but he bounced out.

The Demon Lord was firmly grasped by the God of Heaven's hand, but he would not surrender, and shouted angrily and rushed out of his palm, but the price he paid was that he had less than an arm.

"Master Demon, what the hell is it?" Ling Xiaotian had never seen it before. The hand was accompanied by like a shadow, and for a moment, there was no way to get rid of it.

"This is someone in the divine world who is used to be evil. There have been masters who have been slandered before. I blame me for being angry for a moment and forgot such a big thing. If the god hand of the heaven is immortal, it will not be taken back. We are their targets." The demon lord said angrily.

"Now, I'll die together." Ling Xiaotian fainted.

"Ha--I have nothing left anyway, you are different. Even if you die, you will be with me. At least I didn't lose to you." said the Demon Lord.

"Oh! If I had known this, I would have known you early in the morning." Ling Xiaotian sighed.

"Do you have this strength?"

"You can't imagine my strength. You'd better take care of yourself. If you don't have one arm, you can't fight even if you want." Ling Xiaotian smiled.

"A mere arm will stump me, a joke." The Demon Lord shouted coldly, and a Demon Arm grew again, "See, the source of rebirth, only my Demon Lord can possess in the world. As long as the spiritual consciousness is immortal and the soul is immortal, I am the immortal body." The Demon Lord laughed wildly.

Ling Xiaotian really didn't expect that the Demon Lord would have this move. The more he forced him to show off, the more trump cards it was. It was interesting. This guy was so strong that he had no bottom line. He wanted to see if there was anything else he hadn't used.

The Demon Lord waved his sword to chop the God's Hand of Heaven, which was very violent, and there was no skill at speaking. All he wanted was to bomb the God's Hand back so that they knew that people in the lower world were not so easy to bully. This knife didn't hurt, and if you cut ten thousand knives and ten thousand knives, there would always be a pain.

Ling Xiaotian and the Demon Lord's idea coincided with each other. He used the ice sealing technique to constantly inject the source of extreme ice into the hands of the god of heaven.

There was no reaction at the beginning. He kept hitting the extreme ice source from the world. Slowly, the golden god of heaven slowed down, and a layer of white frost began to condense, and the extreme ice source took effect.

But although it slowed down, it was still very fast in Ling Xiaotian's eyes and he did not dare to slack off at all.

The Demon Lord was in a much embarrassing place. He could not do it with his own strength alone, but he was hurt, which showed his cultivation level.

The God of Heaven's Hand finally became a little slower under his unlimited slash. The Demon Lord was overjoyed and took a knife to attack. He bombed him, but the evil aura could not get close to the God of Heaven's Hand.

"Jiulong, this won't work. Sooner or later we will both be exhausted. Or we will hurt one move together, and there may be a chance of winning." The Demon Lord felt that his magical energy was consumed seriously, and it would not last for a few days if this continued.

Ling Xiaotian is better. After all, there is a world that can provide a continuous stream of immortal energy. Even if the immortal energy is over, there is also Buddha energy. However, he has to admit that the Demon Lord’s words make sense. It is difficult for him to deal with the God of Heaven. "Okay, after I freeze this God of Heaven, you will attack together." Ling Xiaotian said.

"Hurry, I can't hold on for long." said the Demon Lord.

"I know."

Ling Xiaotian increased his efforts to inject the source of extreme ice. After an hour, the God of Heaven's Hand was finally covered by the ice layer and his speed stopped.

"It's now, Demon Lord, have a full blow." Ling Xiaotian waved his sword to activate the power of the stars. The stars broke through the sky, and slashed the god's hand towards the sky with one sword.

When the Demon Lord heard this, he was immediately energetic and forced a clone to attract another Heavenly God Hand. His true body used all his life to slash at the frozen Heavenly God Hand.

Everyone in the distance watched this scene. Everyone was looking forward to whether the two super masters in the fairy world could defeat the God of Heaven. The enemy's side actually cooperated together was beyond everyone's expectations. A new turning point might have appeared.

The God of Heaven's hand shattered under the joint force of the two, and countless golden fragments slowly fell from the sky. Ling Xiaotian thought about it and put these fragments into the world in one breath.

Then an angry roar came from outside the sky, and the Demon Lord and Ling Xiaotian were injured and fell to the ground. Both of them were stunned, and the soldiers on both sides fainted directly.

At the same time, another Heavenly God's Hand appeared in front of the Demon Lord instantly, and grabbed it in his palm before he dodged. The Demon Lord was in the palm of the Heavenly God's Hand and could not come out for a moment.

"Uh, this Demon Lord is really pitiful. It's strange. If you want to catch me, you will catch me?" Ling Xiaotian couldn't help but laugh. He quickly healed his wounds and continued to deal with the God of Heaven's hand.

However, what he didn't expect was that the divine hand was going to run and quickly retracted into the air. The sudden change made Ling Xiaotian a little surprised. He was afraid of what he was doing and would come to clean up later.

For some reason, his only idea now was to save that guy. He forgot that he was his own enemy, and perhaps he would have the idea of ​​defending the enemy together against foreign enemies.

It is impossible for Ling Xiaotian to stop the God of Heaven. He does not have this ability, but there is something on Ling Xiaotian that is afraid of by the God of Heaven.

Ling Xiaotian felt a little itchy under his forehead, and then his white beard suddenly became longer and shot into the air, and the God of Heaven's hand was instantly entangled.

And a more domineering scene appeared, and the Whitebeard produced a powerful power of divine thunder, and the God of Heaven was pulled down again.

"Damn! That's all!" Ling Xiaotian himself was also stunned.

This is the real strength of Whitebeard. A divine hand that came down from the divine world, but in the end there was nothing he could do in front of him. You could see the divine hand of the sky struggling, but the power of the divine thunder was constantly spreading into his hands.

ah!

A miserable sound came from the palm of the God of Heaven's hand. Then the God of Heaven's hand opened the palm, and then a stream of black smoke rose, and a soul appeared in it.

The soul didn't go far and was entangled by a beard and pulled in front of Ling Xiaotian.

"Kowloon, let me have a way out."

"Are you the Demon Lord?"

"My body has been destroyed, and now only the soul is left. I don't know how long it will take to restore the body. It will no longer pose a threat to you. Let me go, I will definitely repay this kindness in the future." The Demon Lord said.
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