Chapter 1993 The Undefeated Myth, God!

The berserk energy raged and boiled, but immediately after that, the flaming palm that slammed down violently dissipated under the flying slash of the death scythe.

The death scythe, which had been flying into the palm of the flame and disappeared, reappeared.

But at this moment, a voice of surprise sounded: "Huh? A mere two-star demigod has broken the power of this god!"

When the startled sound sounded, Ling Yefeng, who stood proudly in the air, narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately after, he saw a human figure in purple battle armor appearing in the sky above.

The exposed skin of this "person" is covered with dense purple scales. This is a purple-scale alien, exuding a powerful and peerless aura all over his body.

After the death scythe cut off the flame palm, it flew back to Ling Yefeng's hand. At this moment, Ling Yefeng narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the purple scale alien race floating in the sky.

But at this moment, Ling Yefeng could clearly feel that this foreigner looked down at him, and the gaze that looked at him was full of disdain. This feeling made Ling Yefeng very uncomfortable!

"Kill!" Immediately afterwards, an incomparably cold murderous intent emerged from Ling Yefeng's body, and Ling Yefeng's body suddenly moved, rushing straight up, towards the purple figure in the sky.

And just as Ling Yefeng moved, the ten thousand corpses flying in all directions also moved together and followed closely.

Even though he knew that this person's realm was higher than his own, but he had already led his alien army into Zhongzhou, how could he, Ling Yefeng, retreat!

If you want to fight, fight! Intruders, beheaded to the death!

"It's interesting that a mere two-star demigod has such a strong fighting and killing intent!" A disdainful voice uttered from the mouth of the purple-scale alien in the night sky.

Even though Ling Yefeng from below brought his army of ten thousand corpses to attack aggressively, his face covered with purple scales was still full of disdain.

Then, he saw his right hand condense the sword fingers, and then raised it lightly, at the same time, saw a flaming giant sword appearing under him, and then followed the movement of this purple scale alien, cutting from top to bottom hit down.

The flaming giant sword, like a mountain of flames, fell violently, falling towards Ling Yefeng.

"So strong! Really so strong!" Ling Yefeng's figure was still rushing up violently, staring at the flaming giant sword, and secretly exclaimed.

Although it is an enemy, it is really powerful.

"Gather strength!" Immediately afterwards, the group of corpses closely following Ling Yefeng in all directions exuded billowing black power, gathered towards Ling Yefeng, and then gathered on the death scythe in his hand .

And Ling Yefeng, towards the death scythe in his hand, frantically poured his energy into him again.

"Ah!" Immediately afterwards, Ling Yefeng uttered an angry roar, and at this moment, the death scythe trembling violently in his hand rushed out with an unparalleled power.

"This! This power! How is this possible!" The peerless power on the death scythe had just rushed up, and the face of the purple-scale alien who stood proudly in the air with a face full of disdain suddenly changed at this moment.

He sensed that power, that should not belong to the power that a two-star demigod should have at all.

"Mysterious weapon! It's the mysterious weapon in his hand! This... so it is so! So it is so!" At this moment, the attention of the purple-scale alien was focused on the silver scythe in Ling Yefeng's hand Looking at him, I saw the expression on his face at this moment, which looked a little excited and crazy.

"Drink!" Ling Yefeng's figure was getting closer and closer to the falling flaming giant sword, and he saw the death scythe in his hand violently slashing towards the flaming giant sword.

A huge and majestic silver sword light shone, and under the gaze of the purple-scale alien race, I saw that silver sword light instantly swallowed the flaming giant sword he had launched.

"That's right! That's right! That sickle is very similar to the legendary weapon, but the mere two-star demigod unleashes this power. Maybe! Maybe! It's really that one's peerless weapon!" Soldiers!"

The purple scale alien looked down, the more he spoke, the more excited his face covered with purple scales became.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a black figure rushing out from the silver knife light below, and continued to charge forward.

"Burning flames! Zhanyan Wushuang! My God Clan, Shenhuo!"

"Boom!" An unparalleled and peerless flame blazed violently from his body. The blazing flame engulfed the night, and in the night sky, a giant sea of ​​flames appeared instantly.

But immediately after, Ling Yefeng's black figure charging upwards rushed into the huge sea of ​​flames with incomparable rage.

In that instant, the huge sea of ​​flames that were already burning fiercely burned even more violently.

"Yefeng!"

"Yefeng!"

"Emperor!"

...

In the violent battlefield below, the Dark Emperor An Dang, the Destroyer Mie Tian, ​​and countless fighters from the dark camp exclaimed after seeing Ling Yefeng rushing out of the peerless sea of ​​flames.

That flame is really too powerful!

In all fairness, even An Dang and Mie Tian, ​​who had Ling Yefeng as the two-star demigod realm, did not dare to enter that peerless sea of ​​flames to fight head-on.

The bodies of the other dark camp warriors trembled even more under the scorching power that shrouded them.

"Huh! Where are you looking, your opponent is me!" At this moment, a strong foreigner with blue scales uttered a cold voice towards the dark emperor.

Then, I saw his palm covered in black mist slamming towards An Dang violently, hitting An Dang's heart directly.

"Huh! Break!" Sensing the blast of peerless power in front of him, a hum came from An Dang's mouth, and then, a dark beam of light rushed out from his right fist, blasting towards the blue-scale alien race A punch blast.

This blue-scale alien, like An Dang, is also a strong man in the realm of two stars and demigods. Facing his palm, An Dang dare not be careless in the slightest.

"Boom!" Another peerless blasting sound echoed in the world.

...

"Disappeared! The flame disappeared!"

"Disappeared!"

At this moment, countless warriors who were paying attention to the night sky let out another burst of shock.

This time, not only the warriors of the dark camp shouted in shock, but even the scaled foreign race looked upwards, waiting for the situation of the battle.

However, compared to the nervousness of the warriors of the dark camp, the scaly faces of the warriors of other races were calm.

They know the strength of that one, and they believe in that one's strength!

For countless years, they have followed him to fight countless low-level continents, and they have never seen him lose. They never thought that this one would lose. That is, their myth of invincibility.

God!