Slay the God: Late Night Bookstore

Chapter 107 Killing the God

As soon as Li Mingxuan finished speaking, a shadow slowly emerged behind him. This shadow was wearing an imperial robe and exuding terrifying imperial power. He held a scepter in his hand and continuously poured power into Li Mingxuan's sword.

This huge Netherworld sword cut through the void and slashed fiercely at Indra.

Endless dark green light burst out from the sword body, merging with the golden power of national destiny and blue space power surrounding the sword body, forming a dazzling sword light.

The dazzling sword light carried an endless aura of terror, as if it was a messenger from the abyss of the underworld, extending its fangs to take souls and take lives.

All the dark thunderclouds were dispersed in an instant, and the entire sky of Cangnan City seemed to be shrouded in brilliant light.

The people who did not disappear in Cangnan City looked up at the sky, staring at the strange scene in disbelief. It was the first time they had seen such a fantastic sky.

"Madman, you madman, you have integrated your own laws into this sword. Don't you know the price of overdrawing your godhood?"

Even Indra's face changed when facing this sword light, because he felt that the opponent had poured all the power of the laws into this sword, and he couldn't help but curse.

Generally, no god would choose to pour all the power of laws into one move, as the risk is too great.

Li Mingxuan looked at the other person expressionlessly, his eyes calm.

so what!

I will kill you here today!

boom! ! !

A violent roar resounded through the sky, and the terrifying aftermath continued to spread outward. The sword light slammed fiercely on the barrier that Indra had condensed using the vajra.

At this moment, Li Mingxuan blocked all the remaining power of laws in his body into this sword. In addition, with the blessing of the power of national destiny and the power of space, even Indra's shield blessed by the vajra had cracks at this moment.

not good!

Indra's face changed drastically, his eyes filled with disbelief. The protective shield he had condensed using the sacred artifact Vajra and his own lightning power was actually cracked by this sword.

Moreover, the cracks continued to spread, covering the barrier in front of him.

click!

With a slight sound, the condensed barrier suddenly shattered, and countless sword beams instantly engulfed Indra.

"No!"

Indra roared unwillingly and tried to fight back, but in the end he could not withstand the sword and his breath became weaker and weaker.

Boom! ! !

The sword light easily pierced through Indra's body. At this moment, only half of his body was left, and he was kneeling on the ground, giving people a dying feeling.

Indra's blood soaked the entire earth. At this moment, he no longer had the superior look he had before. His eyes were filled with fear.

Li Mingxuan walked slowly and looked at Indra's miserable appearance without a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

"You can't kill me! Once you kill me, my Tianshen Temple will fight you, China, to the death!"

At this moment, Indra also felt the threat of death. He spoke tremblingly, as if only this could give him a little sense of security.

"When you dared to invade Daxia, you should have considered that this would be your fate!"

Li Mingxuan spoke calmly, slowly raised the Sword of the Underworld in his hand, and slashed with force!

Pfft!

The remaining half of Indra's body was split into two halves again by the Sword of the Underworld, and his head was also chopped off and rolled to Li Mingxuan's feet.

Indra's breath gradually disappeared. Even after his head was cut off, his eyes were still staring at Li Mingxuan, as if he wanted to reflect the other person in his mind.

Indra, the god of thunder and rain, has now died at the hands of Li Mingxuan.

"Slaying a God... Is this what it feels like?"

Li Mingxuan looked at the dead Indra and muttered to himself.

I have to say, this feels really great!

Li Mingxuan then raised his head, grabbed Indra's head, and shouted loudly towards the sky.

"Those who offend our Daxia will die!"

Li Mingxuan's words resounded through the sky and spread far away.

He was declaring to the outside gods that he had a God in Daxia!

If you dare to invade, be prepared to be killed!

As he finished speaking, the energy in his body receded like the tide, and his realm also declined rapidly.

God Realm....

Human Ceiling....

Klein Peak...

The netherworld laws surrounding him also collapsed bit by bit, and Li Mingxuan fell to his knees with a pale face.

At this moment, he was barely supporting his body with his hands, beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding down his cheeks, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

That sword strike had already consumed all of his divine power, and he had reached his limit at this moment.

The wound he had sustained before burst open at this moment, and the blood dyed his clothes red. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of fatigue surging in his heart.

Then an intense pain filled his mind.

pain!

It hurts so much!

Li Mingxuan covered his chest and knelt on the ground. The backlash from forcibly entering the divine realm made Li Mingxuan in great pain.

His soul felt as if it was being torn apart.

Li Mingxuan stood up with difficulty, but the severe pain still made him hold his head with both hands. He gritted his teeth and let out a painful growl.

At this moment, he finally understood what Haoran meant when he said it hurt a little.

But he couldn't fall here.

There are people waiting for him...

Li Mingxuan staggered on the ground, his face full of fatigue. Intense pain continued to fill his nerves, and blood continued to flow out of his wounds. At this moment, his clothes had already turned blood red.

At this moment, most of the roads and buildings in the city have disappeared, leaving only a few scattered high-rise buildings and a few rows of new streets.

In just one hour, the entire Cangnan City was transformed from a prosperous city into a pile of debris, and the remaining people were confused and at a loss as to what to do.

There were still many survivors crying and wailing with their heads down. Their relatives and friends disappeared before their eyes, and they could only watch them disappear helplessly.

Li Mingxuan suddenly realized something and raised his head with difficulty, watching a boy holding a scepter slowly appear in front of him not far ahead.

He gave a forced smile and slowly walked up to the boy.

"I'm back, Haoran."

After Li Mingxuan finished saying this, he could no longer bear it. He closed his eyes, slowly fell into Haoran's arms, and completely fainted.

He had already reached his limit before, and it was only his perseverance that kept him moving forward.

Haoran looked at the unconscious boy with a complex expression in his eyes. He gently put his lips to Li Mingxuan's ear and spoke softly.

"Welcome back, Mingxuan."