Chapter 2701 This Is Just a Misunderstanding

"Well, what's going on?!"

The soul of the god of war invaded Xia Ping's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant, and it planned to kill the soul of this tiny human at once, then occupy the other's body and resurrect again.

But after it entered Xia Ping's sea of ​​consciousness, it was immediately stunned. It suddenly found that it seemed to have entered a cosmic void, which was boundless, surrounded by nine worlds.

It simply can't find the true body of this tiny human being. To be honest, if it is a god, it is not surprising that it has such a huge sea of ​​consciousness.

But this tiny human is just a mortal, why does it have such a terrifying sea of ​​consciousness, is it still human? !

For a while, it was a bit stunned, and it seemed to be different from its original plan.

"So it turns out, I didn't expect that the God of War was not dead yet, and still left a wisp of remnant soul. Do you want to take the opportunity to choose a suitable inheritor, so as to seize the body and be reborn? It's a good calculation."

With a swoosh, at this moment, Xia Ping's soul appeared in front of the God of War.

I saw that the God of War appeared to be a tauren, with a tauren body, wearing black and gold armor, holding a black giant axe, exuding terrifying coercion, extremely hideous.

Its body is extremely huge, like a 10,000-meter mountain, spanning the void, and its breath condenses into substance.

"Small mortal, when did you find out?"

The God of War looked gloomy and stared at Xia Ping. He did not expect that this tiny human would have discovered his plan, and he was prepared, which was far beyond his expectations.

As a god, it should control everything, but now there is an accident.

"I found out from the beginning. You thought I couldn't perceive the foul soul aura you hide in the throne of God. I inherited the power of the lord of hell and the god of underworld who controls the undead. You can't hide it from me."

Xia Ping said lightly, under the insight of his golden black eyes of hell, all matter is invisible, and he can clearly see the soul of the god of war hidden under the throne.

But he deliberately pretended that he didn't find it, and let the soul of the god of war take the initiative to invade his sea of ​​consciousness.

After all, if the soul of the God of War is hidden in the Throne, he can't kill it, but if it gets rid of the power of the Throne and takes the initiative to come to his own sea of ​​consciousness, then it will lose the power of the Throne. Protection, he killed this soul is simply a piece of cake.

"God of the Underworld? It's just nonsense, a little mortal who dares to claim to have inherited the power of the God of Underworld. It's a joke." The God of War sneered, not believing Xia Ping's words at all, his face was gloomy and murderous, "But Even if you know what, you stupidly let me into your sea of ​​consciousness, this is causing trouble, as long as I kill your soul here, everything you do is useless."

It exudes a lot of murderous aura, which is frightening and shakes the void.

Even if it is not in its heyday, it only leaves a ray of divine soul, but it is not comparable to ordinary saints, and even the soul of a demigod-level life cannot compare to its current divine soul.

Even if this insignificant mortal knows his own plans and existence, under absolute power, under the power of gods, this insignificant human being will still have to die.

"If you are still in your prime, I'm afraid I'll turn around and leave, it's impossible to fight, but you only have a remnant of your soul left, and you dare to speak up like this, why do you think I dare to let you invade my sea of ​​consciousness, then Just because I can easily kill you, understand?"

Xia Ping was expressionless, his body exuded a terrifying majesty, and the blood power of the Hell Golden Crow surging up and down his body seemed to be filled with a huge source of hell, as if he was a devil born from the depths of Huangquan.

If it is the true body of the God of War, he has nothing to do,

But the other party is only a wisp of remnant soul left, and as the inheritor of the bloodline of the Golden Crow of Hell, he is also the master of the higher hell planes. There are so many ways to deal with the soul, even the soul of the gods, he can easily capture .

"How is that possible? This is the aura of the origin of hell, and it is the pure power of hell. Damn it, where did you, a little mortal, master such power?"

The God of War was taken aback, and he couldn't believe his eyes. It was obvious that the person in front of him was only a mortal, and he had not even reached the cultivation level of a demigod, yet he actually mastered such a pure power of the origin of hell, and entered that mysterious place. In the hell of the test, this is really incredible.

But before it could think of any way to deal with it, its hairs stood up immediately. At this time, it clearly saw the tiny human in front of him taking out a dark-golden pen.

Although it has never seen any magic weapon forged into a pen, it does not prevent it from feeling the horror of this dark golden pen. It is the most sharp magic weapon in the universe, which can cut everything.

"Wait, stop, it's just a misunderstanding, we can talk more, talk more..."

The God of War immediately shouted loudly, saying that what happened just now was a misunderstanding. In fact, they still have things to talk about with each other.

But where would Xia Ping listen to the words of the god of war, the reincarnation pen in his hand blasted out towards the soul of the god of war, and swiped gently towards the void.

Boom~~

In an instant, a dark golden light burst out from the tip of the reincarnation pen, and this light was more terrifying than any magical power that Xia Ping had displayed before.

This is the first time that Xia Ping's cultivation base has reached the late stage of the ancient realm.

And this dark golden light is simply terrifying and boundless. It cuts through, it seems to tear space, tear time, tear apart the barriers of the world, tear apart cause and effect, and make all matter into nothingness.

In the void of the entire universe, at this moment, it seems that only this dark golden light is left, as if this dark golden light has torn the space of the universe and divided it into two halves.

"No no no!!!"

The God of War let out a shrill scream, and was terrified to the extreme. It has not been reborn, and it has not shown its power yet. There are still many plans to be carried out in the follow-up, and it wants to return to the peak. It cannot die like this.

Boom!

But this power is not transferred by its will at all, the power of the reincarnation pen is cut in an instant, and the soul of the God of War is cut open and completely shattered.

The poor god of war, who was famous in the last universe era, was stabbed to death in this way, completely fallen, and can never be resurrected again.