Slaying the Seventh True God

"Damn human!" the Seventh True God roared, burning his divine power frantically as he closed in on Xiao Wushuang.

"He didn't run?" Xiao Wushuang looked at the charging Seventh True God in surprise. Then, a vast amount of soul power surged into his eyes, and a hazy figure slowly began to emerge within them.

"Whoosh!" The hazy figure stepped out of his eyes, then charged straight at the Seventh True God with his left hand holding those eyes.

"Kill!" Xiao Wushuang raised both fists and chased after the hazy figure, attacking the Seventh True God alongside him.

"He's strong. He actually caused my divine body to lose 7%." The Seventh True God's expression changed slightly. His divine body had a life-gene level nearly ten thousand times greater, and he wore one of the finest pinnacle armors, capable of weakening attacks to one hundred-thousandth of their original power.

At the same time, he carried an enormous plant-life clone with him, one whose massive divine body stretched for millions of kilometers. Only with the immense supply of divine power from that plant-life body did he have the means to trade injuries with his opponent.

"Fall, Seventh True God," Xiao Wushuang said coldly as the hazy figure in the distance pounced toward the Seventh True God.

At that moment, the eyes burned intensely. A beam of Divine Light shot forth and directly suppressed the Seventh True God, making his divine body feel incomparably heavy, as though he had sunk into a swamp.

"Boom!" Taking advantage of the opportunity, the hazy figure struck out with his right palm. A massive palm imprint slammed into the Seventh True God's chest, making his pinnacle armor creak and crack.

"Damn it!" The Seventh True God's expression turned ugly. He had never expected to be suppressed and beaten