"Al, what's wrong with you?" The female main god next to him asked.

"Help, save me!"

Looking at the eyes of this main god again, they have turned into earth-colored vertical pupils, and the whole body seems to be sandified.

"Damn, what the hell is wrong with you." The female presiding god doesn't know what to do at all.

"His was devoured by the Ghost Emperor."

Zhang Fan had already arrived and pointed at the eyebrows of the main god.

The main god spewed out a mouthful of sand, and then his body turned into the sand and collapsed.

"What the hell is this?" The female gods were about to exclaim, and they themselves were frozen in place.

"Let you go, you don't go." Zhang Fan shook his head slightly, and then pointed a finger at the center of the other party's eyebrows.

The female main god also turned into the sand and dissipated.

"Hahahaha, you can't stop me, when I devour enough strong people, I will definitely be able to kill you."

"Bastard, dare to beat my idea." A quasi-creator activated his own defensive treasure, which blocked the sand formed by the underworld.

But not all the quasi-creation natal treasures are mainly defended, and those quasi-creations that are attacked by the main attack can't stop the invasion of the terrifying sand at all.

In an instant, more than a dozen main gods and quasi-creation were hit, and Zhang Fan killed several in a row, and everyone made this ghost emperor become a climate.

Those strong people who are far away are really creepy to watch, this ghost emperor is really weird, what kind of avenue does this underworld contain.

As covetous as they are, they are terrified.

I want to get such a powerful thing, but I'm afraid that I will be melted away by this tough and unspeakable thing.

They thought they were invincible in their own world, and they never imagined that this strange underworld would be so vulnerable.

Whether it was this white-clothed demon emperor or this black sand ghost emperor, the battle level of the two exceeded their level.

If you don't see it with your own eyes, if someone tells them, they are also quasi-creation, they are simply scum in front of others, and they won't believe it if they are killed.

It's just too fantastical, too much to believe.

The vast exponential sand converged again, condensing into a condensed giant, a giant that roared as if it had been summoned by some kind of summons.

Countless wraith souls flew out of the underworld within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and these souls were incomparably twisted, merging into his body with his roar.

"I have experienced thousands of eons, thousands of eternities, and finally become the central ghost emperor, ruling the underworld of my realm for thousands of years, and you want to kill me in my place, you can't, now I condense the soul of ten thousand calamities and behead you!"

The giant stretched out a finger and pressed it down as Zhang Fan had done before.

"It seems that you are still not convinced, and you actually want to beat me hard, you don't understand after all, compared to the physical body, you can't do it, even with the blessing of your so-called soul of ten thousand tribulations."

Zhang Fan was suspended in the void, his white clothes fluttering, and he didn't get bigger, he also stretched out a finger, and this was just a little thumb.

As his fingers stretched out, they became incomparably larger.

The two fingers were also like pillars that reached the sky, and the space distorted with the collision of the two fingers.

Wave!!!!

"Impossible......"

The giant's terrifying fingers shattered instantly, and along with his palm, the terrifying crack continued to spread, to the wrist, then the forearm, then the arm, and then to the crash.

"No, I don't believe that it is impossible for a person's body to reach such a state."

The giant's other arm clenched into a fist and struck with a monstrous punch that could shatter chaos.

The terrifying scene made the main god feel suffocated, Zhang Fan's body turned, and he flew up directly, and his whole body met the huge fist.

Syllable......

Zhang Fan's whole person disappeared, and if you look closely, you can see a hole in the huge fist.

Then the giant's fists and arms began to crack everywhere in the heyday.

"I am immortal and immortal, you can't kill me."

The cracked palm frantically grabbed into the distance, and the arm stretched wildly, aiming at several quasi-creators and main gods.

It is only when the attack falls on them that they can perceive their own insignificance.

Seeing Zhang Fan's body easily shattered, they felt that even though it was powerful, it was not unbreakable.

But when they face it, when their attack can only make a little rift, they know that it is not a grade at all.

And the attack of those main gods can only leave a shallow pit on the huge body, and to the giant, it is like someone else pressing it, and the depression can be restored immediately.

But it was too late, and several people wanted to be invaded by the stygian sand, and they were caught in their hands.

The others were even more creepy, frantically fleeing towards the periphery, what kind of monster did they encounter.

Many quasi-creations are simply unbelievable, obviously their realm is the same, and the other party's aura is not necessarily much greater than theirs, but the means of attack, they are actually powerless to fight back.

How did they know that this ghost emperor was not a lie at all, he had controlled the Central Underworld for thousands of years, and he had also experienced thousands of eons and eons before, and now he recalled the power of the Ten Thousand Tribulations, plus the Heavenly Dao collapsed at this moment, he was the Heavenly Dao of the Central Underworld, at least death and invasion were in his hands.

This is absolute power, and without an absolute detached body, it cannot resist half a point at all.

Of course, if Mars and Venus hadn't been so dead, they would have automatically completed the Seven Stars to continue their lives, directly allowing him to absorb them and regain the capital to do it.

He is still dying, not to mention the main god, even if he comes to a high-level god, he can take it.

It's a pity that it backfired, this Ghost Emperor got such an opportunity to regain control of the Heavenly Dao, and in this world, they didn't have any advantage.

Another comparison is the difference between home and away games, in this case, it is not easy to win the same realm.

Unless he is like Zhang Fan, who is a person who is as one and has perfect Dao mana and physical body and primordial gods, he does not rely on the Heavenly Dao at all, whether at home or away.

There is also a limit to the referee blowing the black whistle, and in the face of absolute strength, these are scum.

"Run, away from the battlefield of these two, it's terrifying."

The man almost chose the three of them just now, and if it weren't for the more people gathered over there, the three of them would be finished.

"Separated, watching the battle from a distance, such a big battle, it's a pity to miss it."

"It's too strong, I'm afraid the battle of the lich isn't so fierce."

"Yes, the battle between the Twelve Ancestors and the Twelve Ancestors and Zhou Tian Xingdou was more intense and tragic than now, and after the last battle, although it was tragic, both sides were no longer at their peak, and it was not so peak."

The quasi-creators are also crazy to stay away from this side, and they don't dare to get too close anymore, it's really terrifying, they are like mustard.

It makes them very, very uncomfortable......