I'm not really a gold saint

Chapter 689 Kind of Killing Me!

War fortress.

The eyes of all the berserkers were fixed on a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of them, and there were some pictures in the mirror.

Kogalo and other bosses did not speak, while the rest of the berserkers were silent, and the atmosphere was a bit dignified.

They are waiting for the will of Ares.

Now the Berserkers can be said to have all recovered.

In the mirror is a city full of corpses. A torrential bloody river swept these corpses, but in the river, it was filled with endless undead. The undead were wailing, crying, and roaring.

The city seemed to be swallowed by this bloody river, and there was not even a single living thing to be seen, except for death, there was only death.

"Berserkers, wake up!"

The figure of Ares appeared in the river of blood, and the tone of the other party was like the river of blood, full of death and ruthlessness.

Countless screaming humans and livestock fell into the vortex with the rolling blood river. When they reappeared, they turned into corpses, but they were still able to move and howl, but they were trapped in the blood river and could not come out. .

Ares seems to be absorbing the vitality of the living beings, converting these dead breaths into his own power.

He is devouring the vitality of these creatures, and turning this vitality into divine power, turning it into the power of the blood river, and his own strength is constantly increasing.

During the period, a figure similar to that of a saint fighter appeared, trying to stop this river of blood.

However, this blood river is almost invincible. Facing all the blood rivers filled with death, it is nothing at all. He is almost physically immune, and he is invulnerable to water and fire.

Almost all living things cannot bear it.

"My mad fighters!"

Ares' voice came slowly: "Let's start, let's have a real bloody battle with Athena!"

……

Sanctuary.

Suddenly, the weird monster monkey exploded in the sky, turning into a pool of blood mist.

This action is like announcing the beginning of a ritual.

The coffin was suddenly opened, and a mirror appeared in it, an extremely dark mirror.

The surface of this mirror is like a mist, and it emits powerful spatial fluctuations, like a door to space.

"I knew there was going to be trouble."

"Burning Cosmos!"

Ding Li's body flashed with lightning, his bones crackled, his whole body glowed with golden light, his muscles swelled, his height skyrocketed, and he turned into a little giant with a height of more than two meters in the blink of an eye.

Lightning Speed ​​Fist!

He punched the mirror, that small universe like mist, and was bounced back abruptly, as if hitting a kind of enchantment.

"What a strong defense!"

"Looks like there has to be something real."

A bright starry sky appeared behind Ding Li.

His physical body was constantly expanding, and the remaining small universe in his body began to burn crazily. The muscles all over his body became like armor, and thunder rushed into his right arm along with the small universe.

The power in the right arm began to increase crazily, and the starry sky in it was also continuously improved and improved, doubled, doubled, tripled...

Ding Li, who was rapidly ascending the small universe all the way, exuded extremely terrifying and powerful fluctuations, and the thunder on his arms made the surrounding air hot, filled with an unbelievable terrifying atmosphere, which made people startled be terrified.

"Five times compressed galaxy starburst!"

Ding Li suddenly waved his big fist and bombarded the front.

Boom!

The Milky Way with a destructive aura smashed into the seemingly weird gray fog mirror, setting off a huge wave, causing the surrounding buildings to be shattered by the shock wave.

As a result, at this moment, an inexplicable energy appeared from the mirror and took the blow properly.

The huge energy seemed to be protected by an inexplicable force.

Strange, you can handle the five times compressed galaxy starburst
"Why are you hiding in there? You have the guts to confront me head-on!"

Break it for me!
Ding Li let out a loud cry, and his palm suddenly hit the mirror. The force of his palm was so strong that it directly smashed the immobile name.

Immediately, the glass on the mirror shattered, energy flew wildly, and the surrounding turbulent breath was filled, setting off a violent storm.

Good guy!
Ding Li's eyes twitched.

Although his palm shattered the mirror, a big furry hand blocked his palm abruptly, and the owner of this big furry hand belonged to an unknown strong man.

I really don't understand that the opponent's extremely small arm has such a big hairy hand, it's really weird.

snort!
Ding Li snorted coldly, his eyes widened, and the small universe came out. The domineering and fierce small universe swelled up his entire right arm, and the muscles of his whole body swelled up, making him look more robust and powerful.

As the small universe in his body began to run wildly, his small universe was fully opened, his clothes swelled, and his strength also skyrocketed.

Zizizizi!

A puff of pungent white smoke rose from that palm and the big black-haired hand, and the turbulent air waves generated whirled around.

"Death to me!"

With a burst of shouting, Ding Li's immobile left hand slapped across the palm, slamming on the big furry palm, smashing it to pieces in an instant, and that weird big hand was instantly hit by the right palm. A puff of black smoke came out.

Ah!
Then there was a strange cry, and he entered the void, looking like he wanted to escape.

Come back to me!
Ding Li slapped me with a slap containing the scorching hot universe, forcefully pulling him back.

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, the black shadow was shattered to pieces by a slap.

Immediately afterwards, a man came out from the black void. The man was thin, with disheveled hair, drooping eyelids, and an expressionless face.

Ding Li stopped seven or eight steps away from the opponent, staring at him coldly: "Are you a berserker?"

"Yes...and no."

The other party's voice was normal at first, but in the end it became hoarse like an old man.

His voice seemed to be far away, but at the same time seemed to be very near, echoing faintly in the ears, it sounded creepy.

Ding Li's small universe is brewing in the palm of his hand, ready to launch an attack at any time, and asked: "Someone come here!"

"You are the god of the sanctuary, you look weak, let me punish you on behalf of Ares, the god of war!" The man's voice was hoarse, and he sounded quite threatening.

"After waiting for a long time, you talked about punishment with me." Ding Li curled his lips, revealing two rows of white teeth.

What an inkblot!
He became impatient, and the domineering small universe in his body suddenly started to work, his clothes swelled, and the muscular holy clothes protected his whole body, his body swelled up again, and his blood couldn't help but swell along with it.

"Stop babbling, come on, it's kind of killing me!"

(End of this chapter)