The scepter is held in the hand, making the hand of God appear more sacred. A holy light shines on the earth, and an infinite mysterious aura evaporates.

The scepter swung quickly in front of him, and in a flash, a more mysterious pattern appeared in the void and attached to the scepter!

The light shines violently, and there are unknown patterns constantly shining.

"Boom!" Chen Liuhe rushed over, and with the destructive posture, he fought against the attack of the hand of God!

Space is annihilated, the earth is shaking, and a hurricane is howling, and the air is completely distorted, and the ripples are like big waves surging...

Blood was flying in the air, and Chen Liuhe's body flew backwards like a kite with broken strings.

In this battle, Chen Liuhe has great power, but the full-strength attack of God's hand is even more powerful.

Chen Liuhe suffered a fatal shock!

And God's hand would never escape unstoppable. His body flew backwards, and the palm of the scepter was already covered in blood and blood, and blood was constantly flowing down.

"Bang bang!"

Two muffled sounds in succession, Chen Liuhe and the Hand of God fell to the ground one after another.

Chen Liuhe was like a bloody man, and he was speechless and even breathing. His life and death were unknown!

God's hand was much better. Although his clothes were torn and ragged, and his body was covered with blood, he still looked a little bit and did not fall into the tragic state of death.

Just a few seconds later, he slowly climbed up from the ground, stood with his head held high with his head!

Xing Tian, ​​Gui Gu and Jun Moye were shocked. They rushed to Chen Liuhe's side at the first time and shouted in surprise.

Their hearts were filled with fear, and they were extremely scared.

It’s not that they might all die here tonight, but that they are afraid that the miserable young man in front of them will really die!

Chen Liuhe was indeed too miserable at this moment. It was enough to make his heart tremble and his whole body feel cold.

He lay like a dead person, in a pool of blood, with ferocious wounds on his body still bleeding rapidly, with some scars that were deeply penetrated.

"Chen Liuhe, Chen Liuhe!" Xing Tian shouted in a hurry.

Guigu squatted beside Chen Liuhe as soon as possible, and carefully picked up Chen Liuhe. He looked at Chen Liuhe with an extremely anxious and serious expression.

The pulse was weak and the breath was gone, and even the heart seemed to stop beating.

Guigu's brows slammed hard, and his heart stinged suddenly. This is a sign of a person's journey to the end of his life.

Guigu's face turned pale.

Without saying a word, he hurriedly took out the wooden box containing Nirvana flowers from his arms, pinched off a little bit of flowers and leaves, and put it directly into Chen Liuhe's mouth full of blood.

Gradually, a blood light shone faintly on Chen Liuhe's body, his pulse eased a little, his heart started to function again, and he began to breathe a little.

"Ghost man, how are you?" Xing Tian asked anxiously.

Guigu shook his head solemnly: "I don't know, he was wandering on the verge of death, he was injured too much, and his life was almost lost. I don't know if this Nirvana flower can save him. This guy's physique is too special, so it's hard for me to judge."

In this process, God's Hand just stood quietly from a distance and watched all this. He did not stop anything, nor did he kill Chen Liuhe in pursuit.

Because he never thought about killing Chen Liuhe here, because he wanted to keep Chen Liuhe's living mouth, he wanted to catch the living ones back.

Therefore, he did not want Chen Liuhe to die like this.

When Xing Tian and Jun Moye heard Gui Gu's words, their mood sank severely. They could be said to have sunk to the bottom of the valley. It can be seen how severe Chen Liuhe was injured this time.

Indeed, Chen Liuhe even used the sixth step of the eight-step pedaling style, and had not fought with the hand of God. The recoil and consumption in it can be imagined.

The hand of God is really too strong. People who came out of the ancient gods are not really fame. The strength is extremely terrifying. The aura revealed by the energy is too strong and strange, as if there is an invisible energy blessing.

Could it be that it is the power of God...

"It's all over." God's hand stood there, with a holy brilliance on his face, and was solemn, with a kind of submission.

Xing Tian was furious and rushed into the sky. He stared at the hand of God and shouted: "What is your ancient gods' abilities? Have you always only done such things as gun-beating the weak? If you fight beyond a big realm, what qualifications do you have to be arrogant? If Chen Liuhe is on the same level as you, he will slaughter you like a dog!"

"In front of the gods, everything is weak. As you said, will the light of the gods not even shine in the world?" God's hand said calmly.

"The bullshit gods are all a bunch of people who pretend to be gods, a bunch of hypocritical people, a bunch of people who seek fame." Xing Tian cursed, his face full of anger, his eyes were covered with red bloodshots, and his fists were tightly pinched.

If he hadn't had his strength too low and knew that he would not have been the opponent's opponent at all, he would have rushed up to fight with the opponent long ago.

"How is Chen Liuhe?" At this time, Nu Xiu quickly retreated to Chen Liuhe's side and asked with a look of shock.

He also seemed a little embarrassed at this moment. He suffered heavy injuries during the fierce battle and his mind was stained with blood.

"Unsure, life and death are unpredictable, but now there is still aura of life." Guigu said to Nuxiu.

"What an ancient god sect, you act really overbearing. Do you really think that if you have a vast power, you can do whatever you want in this world?" Nu Xiu roared in anger, his face full of ferociousness and violence.

"This world belongs to a place of light, and all things are dominated and created by gods. Shouldn't this world belong to us to take charge of this world?" said Apollo, who was extremely proud.

Nu Xiu snorted heavily and cursed: "Go to your uncle, a bunch of things with great postures."

"Today's farce should end here. You have no choice, and you cannot resist, otherwise there will be only a dead end. Your only choice is to go back with us obediently and give up any unnecessary resistance." God's hand said.

"It's not that easy..." Before Nu Xiu could speak, suddenly, a low and weak voice slowly rang out.

The one who spoke was Chen Liuhe who had already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot.

Chen Liuhe, who was lying on Guigu's legs, opened his eyes, his lips trembled and his words intermittently.
Chapter completed!