Shura God Emperor

Xiao Yu's eyes became serious when he heard this.

In other words, this seems to be a battle between the God of Shura and the God of Demon Dao, but it is even more a battle of Xiong Yuan's consciousness.

To some extent, it was a battle between the Shura clan and the Demon Dao clan.

But if he fails, or if God Shura fails, then Xiao Yu's life will be on the clock here.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu's thoughts began to condense, and immediately fell within the **** of Shura.

Xiao Yu felt that he seemed to be fused with the **** of Shura.

"What a terrifying killing intent!!"

At this moment, Xiao Yu couldn't help but trembled when he felt the murderous intent in the God of Shura.

If it was said that the killing force that he had burst out at that time was a small river, then this monstrous murderous intent of the God of Shura was a vast ocean.

This vast ocean is endless, it can almost destroy the world.

At this moment, Xiao Yu is the **** of Shura, and the **** of Shura is Xiao Yu.

"Hahaha! Boy, your consciousness has come in, that's all, if you can defeat my consciousness, I will use it for you!" The middle-aged man laughed out loud, obviously his fighting spirit is also extremely strong.

Besides, in the long history of Nine Heavens World, which one can fight against the **** of Shura, which one is not the strongest god?

But one thing to know is that the Demon Dao clan has also fought against the gods of humans, and this is also a very powerful cultivating group.

Before he knew it, Xiao Yu only felt that his fighting spirit had risen immediately.

That monstrous fighting spirit swept from the depths of his blood, and immediately filled him with a kind of power.

Although this kind of "divine mind" consciousness that came out of blood does not belong to oneself, nor is it true divine power.

After all, if it was really the power of the gods, how could Xiao Yu's mortal body could bear it?

Xiao Yu squeezed his fist, and countless blood-black Shura's powers crazily condensed, and in an instant it condensed the appearance of a small sun.

In an instant, Xiao Yu only felt that the power in his body was about to explode, that kind of incomparable, and even gave him the illusion that he was enough to fight the world!

Then, Xiao Yu punched out, and countless vortexes condensed in the heart of his fist. When he struck this punch, Xiao Yu seemed to feel that his ancestor, the **** Shura, had made a punch. It can destroy the world!

"Hahaha! Good coming!"

The middle-aged man was obviously so proud, he made a big and small sound, and the black shadow was obviously directly rushing up, and then he also punched out.

The dark shadows in the sky, like the end of the world, condensed behind him into a demon image that obscured the sky.

"Let me see what kind of existence is the strongest **** since ancient times! Break it for me!" the middle-aged man yelled.

"Exit!"

The **** eyes that Xiao Yu's thoughts merged also burned countless flames, as if to swallow the entire world.

At this moment, Xiao Yu knew what strength is, what is the temperament of a god, and what is the strongest person in the world!

The two fists collided, and suddenly a terrifying storm formed in Xiao Yu's body.

"Shoo!"

The collision of the ideas of these two gods is silent, but everyone who can feel it is subdued by this sacred power.

At this moment, Xiao Yu only felt that the world was dull, day and night were colorless.

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