Emperor of Death

Chapter 1602 Elf Goddess II

"So it's you! It's you!" Ye Chen lowered his head slightly, and let out a deep roar like a beast.

Originally, everyone believed that Ziyao's coma was the result of excessive use of the power of the Bow of Life.

But it never occurred to her that it was the goddess of the elf who had tampered with Ziyao, and Ziyao had always believed in the goddess of the elf.

How sad, how ridiculous, that her beliefs betrayed her.

Thinking of Ziyao's stubborn face, constantly shooting silver bows and arrows to rescue him, Yechen's heart feels as painful as a knife cuts him.

"It turned out to be a curse!" Xiaocui shouted in a low voice as if something sounded.

"Do you know?" Yechen asked in a low voice without looking back.

"My lord, there are many kinds of curses. This kind of curse that can only be eliminated by killing the deity is naturally the most terrifying one. Xiaocui has never come into contact with the power of gods, so I can't tell how terrible it is." Xiaocui replied. road.

"Hehehe!" The elf goddess with fluttering clothes looked at Yechen with ease, and said softly, "Now, you can die with peace of mind. As a humble human race who blasphemes the gods, I will bestow death on you!"

Yechen raised his head suddenly, his eyes turned red, and the veins on his forehead burst out one by one, and he shouted like a wild beast in a low voice: "If you don't wake up, I will block and kill the gods. If I kill you, I will let you die." As long as you wake up, then, finally, one day, I will step into your world and cut you down by the sword."

"Hehe, I'm quite confident, you should live through today first!" said the elf goddess, then stretched out her right hand and pointed lightly at Yechen, and a soft stream of light shot at Yechen.

The light looks ordinary, but Yechen's eyes are surprisingly dignified, and the deep yellow light suddenly bursts out on his feet. Yechen avoids the silver light and appears above the elf goddess. down.

The elf goddess raised her left hand, and a cyan air shield formed above the palm of her left hand, blocking Yechen's magic sword, and then the air shield exploded suddenly, blasting Yechen's body with violent energy.

It hit Ye Chen's body fiercely and vigorously, and Ye Chen was thrown into the air. He shot out like a shell, smashed hard into the distant forest, and then slid on the ground, crushing countless trees.

"The power of the goddess is boundless!" The elf queen shouted.

At this moment, except for Yin Qiao who was pale and still in a daze, all the other elves looked at the elf goddess frantically, their faces were full of happiness and excitement.

This is their gods, their beliefs, and the only spiritual pillar of their lives.

The elf goddess stood in the air and said with a soft smile: "The humble human race is indeed weak and pitiful. To be my enemy, there is only death!"

Immediately, the elf goddess swung her right hand suddenly, and a cyan light appeared in the direction where Yechen fell.

"Boom!" A loud noise sounded in the distant forest, and the goddess's blue light leveled a large area of ​​the forest and created a huge deep pit.

Grass drifts in the sky along with gravel and dirt.

The elves stared blankly, the power of the goddess is really magnificent with every gesture.

"The sad human race dared to be the enemy of the goddess, and finally ushered in the end they deserved." Someone murmured, at this moment, they only had the goddess in their eyes.

Even the aristocratic old people who supported Ziyao before have completely forgotten about Ziyao at this moment, and worshiped at the feet of the goddess devoutly, regardless of Yechen and Ziyao's life or death.

"It's so sad, a group of creatures without their own soul!" A sigh came from the rocks and broken grass, and everyone looked up, but saw a vague figure slowly appearing in the dust, and then the figure became clearer and clearer ...

The corner of Yechen's mouth was bleeding, and he walked out slowly with the magic sword in his hand.

"That demon is not dead!"

"If you are an enemy of the goddess, you will definitely die!"

"Goddess, I will never forgive this demon who blasphemed you!"

The old elves shouted loudly, expressing their pious beliefs, wishing to dig out their hearts and show them to the goddess, so that the goddess could know their loyalty.

The goddess is smiling, it seems to be happy, and it seems to be laughing at the ignorance of the elves, but the face is blurred, making it impossible to understand the meaning of experiencing the goddess's laughter.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Yechen coughed, spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood, and then slowly walked up to the sky.

The goddess waved her left hand lightly again, and a cyan brilliance emerged again, this time the brilliance surged like a tide, endless.

"Strangle!" Ye Chen yelled, and countless transparent sword shadows appeared in front of him, colliding with the blue light like a tide.

"Boom!" The violent impact of energy resounded through the sky, but this time, Qingguang clearly had the upper hand, constantly crushing Yechen's sword light.

The sword shadow was shattering, and the cyan light rolled and crushed.

Yechen stepped on the light again, and his body appeared in the sky above the elf goddess. Holding a silver gun in his left hand, he stabbed fiercely at the elf goddess.

On the left hand of the elf goddess, the cyan light shield continued to appear, and the goddess whispered softly: "Do you want to repeat the previous humiliation? Humble human race?"

"Boom!" The silver spear slapped the goddess' blue air shield, and then Yechen made another move, and the magic sword in his right hand flashed brightly.

The sword light flashed above the blue air shield.

With a sound of "Bo" as if a bubble burst, the air shield on the goddess' left hand was finally melted away by Yechen's sword, and the goddess' figure was exposed to Yechen's attack.

Yechen seized this rare opportunity, swiped the silver gun at the goddess' waist fiercely, and roared, "Break it!"

The movement of the goddess is still elegant, stretching out her beautiful left hand, and then gently fluctuating in the air.

The jade hands are nimble, as if using the void as a harp, playing a perfect song.

After seeing this jade hand, countless people couldn't help exclaiming subconsciously: "The hand of the goddess!"

This jade hand is exactly the same as the Goddess Hand used by the Elf Queen before, but the current Goddess Hand is more flexible and its power is even more unfathomable.

Before the silver spear could reach the goddess, a majestic force hit Yechen's waist first, and flew Yechen away again. On the way, Yechen spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell from the sky. It fell and smashed hard to the ground below.

The big tree was crushed, and a wooden house built on the big tree was crushed, and a deep pit was pressed out.

In the deep pit, Yechen was holding a magic sword in one hand and a silver gun in the other, lying in the shape of "big". The ground below was cracked, and there were dense cracks like spider webs.

The goddess' clothes fluttered in the wind, looking down at Yechen's figure below, she said softly: "You humble human race, do you still have the courage to fight me?"

(End of this chapter)