Chapter 1677 Who Is the Real God (5)

In the Broken Star Palace, due to the appearance of the Dharma God, the morale was soaring. The people who had already wanted to flee began to hold the weapons in their hands tightly, and stood beside the palace lord with excited faces.

"Today will be the day you bury your bones in the Broken Star Palace. I will use your blood to wash away the shame you brought to the Broken Star Palace." The Palace Master looked at Shen Yanxiao and the others proudly. In his eyes, The other party has become a dead body.

"It's really arrogant." Tang Nazhi rubbed his chin, looked at the expressionless Xiu, his eyes sparkled, and he almost wrote on his face, "Idol, go beat me up, I can't take care of myself after beating him up." .

Shen Yanxiao also looked at Xiu, Xiu is not a complete god race now, he is just a touch of soul, every time he fights will consume his accumulated strength, just now he fought against two holy hall lords, it seemed that he was killed by one blow, but Xiu said that the loss of power far exceeded the expectations of others.

"Is it possible?" Shen Yanxiao looked at Xiu worriedly.

Holding her little hand slightly harder, Xiu turned his face to look at Shen Yanxiao, a touch of tenderness appeared on his indifferent face.

"With you here, nothing is impossible."

Shen Yanxiao's heart skipped a beat.

"Leave it to me." Xiu took a step forward, looking at the arrogant palace master who couldn't be ignored.

Just taking a step forward, a whirlwind suddenly rolled up under Xiu's feet. Under the raging madness, the rubble on the ground was sucked into the air, and the ground trembled accordingly.

Compared with Xiu's whirlwind, the whirlwind of the owner of the Broken Star Palace is simply nothing.

Xiu slowly ascended into the air, his elegant figure suspended in mid-air, his hands hanging by his sides, his eyebrows slightly lowered to the ground, looking down at the Palace Master of the Broken Star Palace on the ground.

"Humans can never become gods." A slightly cold voice echoed in the chasm of the Forgotten Trace. The voice was not loud, but it was transmitted to everyone's ears with a strong penetrating power. , shocked everyone's hearts.

The brown in the eyes faded away quietly, and was replaced by a sun-like golden color. Beside Xiu, strands of golden light floated. The light was so dazzling that it directly covered the halo of the Mistress of the Broken Star Palace.

How can the brilliance of fireflies compete with the light of the sun!

The moment Xiu revealed the true face of the God Race, there was a deathly silence in the Broken Star Palace.

The confidence on the face of the owner of the Broken Star Palace shattered in an instant, and he lifted up the figure floating in mid-air in a daze.

He hadn't seen such a pair of golden eyes in nearly ten thousand years.

Golden eyes, the symbol of the Protoss!

He never dreamed that the protoss, which had been extinct for nearly ten thousand years, would return to the earth today!

"How is it possible...the god race is already extinct, how could there be a living god race..." The owner of the Broken Star Palace widened his eyes, his eyes were full of shock, and the flesh on his face was constantly twitching, revealing the shock and excitement in his heart. frightened.

Yes, no matter how powerful the Fashen is, he is only a demigod with one foot in the Protoss. Compared with the real Protoss, what is the Fashen?

What's more, the aura emanating from the protoss in front of him is by no means as simple as that of an ordinary protoss, such a dazzling light can only be possessed by a high god!

Only at this moment did the owner of the Broken Star Palace realize how pathetic and ridiculous his own arrogance was.

It's a joke that a little Dharma god dares to be arrogant in front of a higher god.