The moment they looked at each other, a huge pressure descended on Qin Ze.
That was divine power!
It made people feel terrified and wanted to surrender.
But it had no effect on Qin Ze.
The golden divine light on his body flashed and immediately dispersed the opponent's divine power.
The doubtful voice sounded again: "Incomplete God, you didn't cross the star gate."
"But how did you possess the godhood?"
The voice was muttering to itself, and seemed very confused.
At this moment, a large handful of gray fog came and swallowed Qin Ze.
The surrounding scene changed rapidly. The original battlefield was no longer there, replaced by a desolate land shrouded in gray fog.
The huge figure was not far from Qin Ze, but because the gray fog was too heavy, the specific appearance could not be seen clearly.
But compared with the haziness and blur in the painting, more outlines can be seen at this moment.
The opponent was hundreds of meters tall, even the beast-like Qin Ze could only be regarded as a younger brother in front of him.
The overall outline is that of a bull-headed warrior, with two huge horns on both sides of the head.
There is a row of sharp thorns on the arms, and even through the thick gray fog, the sharpness of the thorns can be felt.
As if it was a nightmare from hell, Qin Ze could not feel the existence of divinity from Him.
However, the evil god seemed to be restricted by some kind of power.
Even though He was so close to Qin Ze, even though He was drooling over the source of God on Qin Ze, he could not move forward a step.
"It still doesn't work."
The evil god sighed heavily.
Qin Ze immediately felt the murderous intent surrounding him disappear.
The other party seemed to have given up.
"Where does your source of God come from?"
Without waiting for Qin Ze to speak, the evil god said to himself: "The sword box is also on you. Could it be that guy's trick again?"
"He has not let people live in peace for the past ten thousand years. What a disgusting guy."
Qin Ze raised his eyebrows. Who is He talking about?
Then, the evil god set his sights on Qin Ze again.
"We lost last time."
"But this time we have been preparing for ten thousand years. Without him, can you still withstand our attack?"
"Little brat, run, run quickly!"
"Run to the end of the abyss, maybe there is still a chance to survive."
"Hahaha!"
Qin Ze was sure at this moment that he was pulled into a place similar to an illusion by the evil god, because there was no Miss Sword Box beside him.
The evil god seemed to want to kill him here, but he was not strong enough and failed to do so.
Qin Ze's buff was fully activated, and the six-armed giant with thunder wrapped around his body and blue flames on his back suddenly appeared.
"The old thing of the old times should have been swept into the old paper pile long ago. How can you be here to complain now?"
Qin Ze jumped up, "Three Years of Real Man" was activated, and the source of God began to burn crazily.
The right fist emitting brilliant golden divine light penetrated the gray fog and slammed heavily on the huge figure.
In an instant, the golden divine light briefly illuminated this gray fog world.
With the fleeting "light", Qin Ze saw corpses all over the ground.
There were both aliens and beasts.
Further away, there were several bodies as huge as the evil god.
I don't know if they are dead or sleeping.
Boom--
A deafening explosion sounded in front of Qin Ze's fist.
Dense cracks began to spread rapidly in all directions with his fist as the center.
The surrounding scene collapsed rapidly, and the huge figure was gradually retreating.
"We will meet again..."
"Then it will be the day of your destruction..."
As the evil god's voice became farther and farther away, Qin Ze suddenly opened his eyes.
He was still standing in front of the painting, and the anxious voice of Miss Jianxie was in his ears.
"You finally woke up!"
Miss Jianxie finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this.
Qin Ze asked, "Did I fall asleep just now?"
Miss Jian Xia replied, "No, your soul was forcibly taken away."
Qin Ze was shocked.
So, he really had just walked through the gates of hell.
And his punch hit the evil god hard.
Not only did he severely injure him, but he also successfully retreated.
The evil god lost more than he gained.
Qin Ze sneered:
"Hehe~"
"See you next time, when I will chop off your bull head."
The painting no longer released insects.
At the same time, the gray fog was being recovered by the painting.
The spreading gray fog retreated rapidly and returned to the painting.
Those wandering corpses that left the gray fog could never be reborn after being killed.
Qin Ze looked at the painting again, and the huge body in the gray fog had disappeared.
He sneered:"That's it?"
"You can't do anything to me in your territory."
"You'd better stop playing and leave the group!"
Not far away, the Sword King was fighting a group of dark red slimes that were dozens of meters high.
The power of the evil god was fully released by the preacher, but the "divine power" was not something that his mortal body could bear.
The "divine power" that burst out all at once could no longer allow him to maintain his normal form, but his combat power was once again increased compared to before.
The Sword King's sword slashed out white blades, but they were all swallowed up by the preacher's "Q-elastic" body like jelly.
"Your master has abandoned you, so face the reality quickly." Qin Ze shouted.
The preacher looked back slowly after hearing the voice.
When he saw the gray fog being taken back and the floor painting that was shrinking little by little, he was stunned on the spot.
"Why... why is this happening?"
The preacher couldn't understand.
He was so loyal.
But at this critical moment, the Lord gave up on him.
"Cut the sky!"
The Sword King did not hesitate and decisively opened his sword.
The white sword light instantly split the preacher in two.
Qin Ze was not idle either, and immediately stepped forward to make up for the damage.
The sword box lady wrapped in the divine pattern released a powerful force, and half of the preacher's body was "smashed" by him one after another.
At this moment, the preacher seemed to have a broken heart.
He did not resist at all, but kept repeating three words in his mouth-why.
The so-called sorrow is greater than the death of the heart.
"The Lord will not abandon me!"
"He must have his reasons for doing this."
"I will always be the Lord's most loyal believer!"
"When my Lord comes, He will judge you heretics!"
"That is also my fire of revenge. I will obtain the eternal life given to me by the Lord in the flames!"
The preacher suddenly roared loudly and fanatically, and then the rest of his body began to swell.
Qin Ze was very familiar with this scene, and he quickly began to retreat.
The evangelist could no longer suppress the violent power in his body, and with a "boom" sound, the evangelist exploded.
The violent power immediately surged in all directions, and everything turned into dust wherever it passed.
Qin Ze released his giant form and ran away.
But the energy wave behind him was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that he was about to swallow him up.
At this time, the Sword King suddenly appeared and blocked Qin Ze.