Chapter 1689

"Of course I have," said Xiao Tian with a cold smile when he heard the words of the God of wind and snow. "Not only that, I also broke all the backhand left by the waste. I'm afraid he is dead now and can't die any more."

With that, Xiao Tian's body was covered with a little gold, and then a ghost of the killing God appeared out of thin air, and condensed behind Xiao Tian. With heavy pressure, he looked at the snow God.

"Sure enough, it's the God of killing!" The Snow Demon God looks at the shadow of the killing demon behind Xiao Tian, and his face suddenly becomes ugly.

As an ancient demon God, his eyesight and insight are not comparable to those of ordinary people. From Xiao Tian's shadow of killing demon, he can see many things that ordinary people can't see.

"Damn boy!" The Snow Demon God's eyes became extremely fierce. Looking at Xiao Tian, he said coldly: "how dare you attack my demon family? I'll cramp you and peel off your skin and bruise your bones and ashes!"

He was different from the slaying God, who had completely fallen down, and even his corpses were turned into countless pieces and fell into different worlds.

Fortunately, the killing demon God left behind some backhand, which could have been reborn with these backhands.

However, now that Xiao Tian has condensed the shadow of the killing demon God without real spirit breath, the successor of the killing demon God has no doubt lost its function.

As for the end of killing demons, naturally, there is no need to say much about it!

However, his situation and the killing demon must be better. After the catastrophe, although he was also seriously injured, he did not reach the level of complete fall of the killing demon God, and could only rely on his followers to revive.

What is sealed in the ice is just a move that he prepared when he has nothing to do. He has paid little attention to it all the time, but he did not want to be called broken xingzang today.

"Boy, Ben is not the same as killing!" The God of wind and snow was surrounded by bloody snowflakes. Looking at Xiao Tian, he said coldly in his voice: "what kind of great power does the living demon have? It's beyond your imagination that a mole ant like you can never imagine!"

Xiao Tian's face did not change after hearing the speech, but there was a little more mockery in his eyes.

If the snow God really said to him that terrible, he would not be reduced to the present situation!

With Xiao Tian's strength, it is not difficult to see that the Snow Demon God in front of him is just a soul incarnation. Although he is much stronger than the ghost who killed the demon God at the beginning, his strength is limited after all!

What's more, according to Xiao Tian's understanding of the killing demons, these demons are inclined to destroy and kill. If the Snow Demon really has the ability to subvert the world, it will not be lurking up to now!

In Xiao Tian's opinion, the strength of the snow God may not be weak, but I'm afraid that he has not reached the level of a saint in the world.

Otherwise, it is impossible for the snow devil to hide in the piece of ice swallowed by aolie!

"By you?" With a cold smile, Xiao Tian picked his eyebrows, looked at the Snow Demon God, and said faintly, "I'd like to see how strong the so-called demon God is!"

With that, Xiao Tian exudes a terrible momentum, and the flying snow sword trembles wildly, sending out bursts of crisp sword sound.

Xiao Tian is surrounded by countless fine snowflakes. The snowflakes are crystal clear. It looks like the sharpest sword in the world. No one can doubt the terrible consequences of being hit by these snowflakes!