Chapter 7485: Lord Ye Is Invincible!

The roar of the fat senior Youzun was like a cuckoo crying blood, resounding throughout the dead silence of heaven and earth!

"The only two legendary false gods in the southern battlefield are 'Tianlang', but now he has no skills at all!"

"No! This guy is not Tianlang at all!"

"It's not any of the two legendary false gods known to Yiheyu!!"

"who is he??"

"Who is he?"

"Where did it come from??"

The fat senior Youzun's head was about to burst at this moment, his heart was full of shock, anger and trembling, and his words were incoherent!

"Yiheyu, has a brand-new second-level legendary false god been born??" At this moment, in another direction, the high-level Youzun who was like a spear also let out a trembling horrified roar and stared at it. Ye Wuque!

It's not just them.

The two senior warriors in Yiheyu, who were covered in blood, were also filled with shock and disbelief at this time, but they were followed by incomparable surprise and excitement.

Especially when they saw the big sleeves fluttering and the big sharp blade like a divine soldier, their faces turned red with excitement!

"Master Sharp Blade!!"

The sharp blade is like a storm coming, sweeping across the sky and the earth.

"All the gods of Yiheyu obey the orders and defend and fight. With Brother Ye and me here, you will no longer be in any danger."

"Kill all these Jiuyou bastards!!"

The roar of the sharp blade resounded like thunder, echoing clearly in the ears of every Yiheyu spirit.

"kill!!"

"Hahahaha!! Lord Sharp Blade is here! Lord Ye who stands above the nine heavens is a second-level legendary false god!"

"A double legendary false god just like Lord Tianlang!"

"Jiuyou Zazai's strength has been suppressed by 30%!!"

"There is always a way out!!"

"Kill them all!!"

…

For a moment, the gods in Yiheyu felt happy as if they had returned from hell to heaven.

The fighting spirit is boiling!

Keep moving forward!

One by one, without any hesitation, they rushed to kill the Nine Nether Gods who were already in chaos.

At the level of gods, even a 10% difference in combat power is fatal, let alone a full 30% difference in combat power. It is simply a one-sided killing.

Above the nine heavens.

Ye Wuque looked down at the entire battlefield, his eyes flickering slightly.

Seeing the Yiheyu Spirit that was originally in a desperate situation, each one of them was like a chicken blood, killing the enemy without fear. No one hesitated or was afraid. Instead, they were extremely excited and filled with murderous intent.

Ye Wuque realized something.

"The significance and power of the 'strategic level' double legendary pseudo-god on a large-scale battlefield is even more incredible than I imagined!"

It's like a magic needle that fixes the sea!

On the battlefield below, the situation instantly turned to Yiheyu's side.

Five hundred thousand Nine Nether Spirits were originally surrounded and killed, but now they were reunited!

Under the projection of the world, the strong suppression of 30% of the combat power allows each of the Yiheyu gods to fight one against three, with unparalleled bravery.

In addition, with the addition of a "unparalleled false god" like Sharp Blade, the scene was simply...

The five fingers of the sharp-edged hands came together and turned directly into a palm knife. A cold silver light shone on it, cutting across the void, forming two silver swords each with a size of ten thousand feet!

Poof! Tear!

The silver sword light slashed through the void, and wherever it passed, countless Nine Nether Spirits were cut off at the waist, dripping with blood, and screamed miserably.

Hundreds of Nine Nether Spirits died in the hands of the sharp blade in an instant!

The tyranny of the unparalleled false god, put here, is completely a dimensionality reduction attack.

at the same time!

Swish, swish, swish!

In the battlefield, those Yiheyu gods who had been seriously injured in the battle and were in critical condition and were not suitable for fighting anymore suddenly disappeared from the place one by one.

In a void outside the battlefield, they appeared collectively again and temporarily left the battlefield.

These Yiheyu gods were stunned at first, and then each one showed an excited smile of sudden realization and happiness.

"Move!!"

"This is Master Ye who moved us directly! Protect our safety!"

"It feels so good! This feeling is so good!"

"I never thought that one day, our Eighth Legion would be able to enjoy the care of a 'strategic level' existence! It's so exciting!"

"Master Ye is invincible!"

…

The nearly Wan Yi Heyu gods here have all been injured and seriously injured, but at this time, all of them are in high spirits and extremely excited.

Among them, the senior warrior who had one of his arms bitten off was also among them.

At this time, the senior war master said loudly: "Quick! Take the time to heal! In case Master Ye and Master Sharp Blade need us to fight again!"

Inside the battlefield.

There are fewer Yiheyu gods, but Jiuyou gods have fallen into an absolute disadvantage.

Broken limbs and broken arms are spread everywhere in red.

The dark blood was dripping, making this place look like hell.

Within the scope of the "world projection" of the second legendary false god, it brings boundless despair to the enemy.

A spirit named Jiuyou was killed so powerfully that he couldn't even escape.

Ye Wuque, who was above the nine heavens, turned his eyes at this moment and suddenly stared at a place below. His eyes instantly became cold and he took a step forward.

When it appears again!

Suddenly he came to the fat senior Youzun.

The fat senior Youzun was struck by lightning, and the fat on his pale face was twisted!

"Who are you?"

"There is no second-level legendary pseudo-god like you in the universe!"

The fat senior Youzun screamed at the top of his lungs, and his fat body trembled.

Ye Wuque walked slowly and said coldly: "Do you like to eat flesh and blood?"

The fat senior Youzun's face trembled, and his heart was filled with fear.

But Ye Wuque disappeared immediately.

Puff! !

"Ahhh!!!"

A shrill and painful howl sounded!

One of the arms of the fat senior Youzun was torn off.

At this moment.

A hand directly pressed the back of the fat senior Youzun's head, and Ye Wuque's figure appeared again!

He held the bloody arm, and under the terrified and desperate eyes of the fat senior Youzun, he directly stuffed the arm into its mouth!

"Then I'll let you eat to your heart's content!"

"Woo woo woo woo! No...no...ah ah..." The fat high-level ghost lord tried desperately to resist, but its huge strength was like a child in front of Ye Wuque, not to mention that the back of its head was pressed!

The whole bloody arm was stuffed in by Ye Wuque.

Then the other arm!

The left leg!

The right leg!

Finally, the fat high-level ghost lord, with a violent tremor, was completely motionless!

It's dead!

Its eyes were wide open, and its face was full of fear and despair.

It was eaten alive by its own flesh and blood.

It died miserably.

Shaking off the blood on his hands, Ye Wuque had no expression on his face.

At this moment.

In the entire battlefield, more than half of the 500,000 Nine Nether Gods had been killed!

Of course, the credit for the sharp blade was that he alone was equivalent to a legion, which was completely like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

"Master Ye!"

"Master Li Jian!"

At this time, the remaining Yiheyu senior war master suddenly roared loudly, his tone was extremely urgent.

"Our legion commander had led away three of the Nine Netherworld's marquis ghost gods alone before! He went to the direction of the 'Black Hole of Disaster'!"

"Please, both masters, save the legion commander!!"

The voice of the senior war master was filled with deep pleading.

Li Jian and Ye Wuque naturally heard it first.

Li Jian immediately looked at Ye Wuque.

Ye Wuque responded directly.

"Don't worry."

He looked in the direction of the "Black Hole of Disaster", closed his eyes and began to perceive, and the world projection expanded rapidly.

"Not too far."

"Found it."

Ye Wuque opened his eyes, and he easily estimated that the Black Hole of Disaster was also within the coverage of his world projection.

Even if he left here temporarily, it would not affect the suppression here.

Swish!

The next moment, Ye Wuque's figure disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared in the void again, the surroundings had become quiet.

In front of him, countless "black holes" were intertwined in the starry sky, full of visual impact, it was the "disaster black hole".

Under the projection of the world!

For Ye Wuque, it was really an instant arrival.

Looking at a place within the range of the disaster black hole.

Ye Wuque immediately saw four figures fighting.

To be precise!

It was three against one.

The one who was surrounded and killed in the middle was already covered in blood, and the one who was in danger was the commander of the Eighth Legion, the god of war "Shifang Hou"!