Chapter 1689: Furious Snow Wind Demon God!

"Naturally saw it," Xiao Tian smiled coldly when he heard the words of the Snow Wind Demon God, and said lightly: "Not only that, I will also tear away all the backhands left by the waste, I am afraid he is dead now and cannot die anymore. ."
With that, a little golden light appeared on Xiao Tian, ​​and then a phantom of the Slaughter Demon God appeared out of thin air, condensed and formed behind Xiao Tian, ​​with a heavy pressure, looked towards the Wind and Snow Demon God.
"It really is the Slaughter Demon God!" The Snow Wind Demon God looked at the Slaughter Demon God phantom behind Xiao Tian, ​​and his face suddenly became difficult to look.
As an ancient demon god, his eyesight and insight are naturally not comparable to ordinary people. From the phantom of the killing demon in Xiao Tian, ​​he can see many things that ordinary people can't see.
"Damn boy!" The killing intent in Fengxue Demon God's eyes became extremely fierce. He looked at Xiao Tian, ​​his eyes were cold and said: "How dare you attack my Demon Race, I want you to cramp and scrape your bones and burn your bones!"
He is different from the Slaughter Demon God. The Slaughter Demon God fell completely, and even the corpse was turned into countless pieces and fell into different worlds.
Fortunately, the Slaughter Demon God had left behind some backhands, which could have been reborn with these backhands.
However, now that Xiao Tian had condensed the phantom of the Slaughter Demon God without any real aura, the back hand that the Slaughter Demon God had originally prepared had undoubtedly lost its effect.
As for the fate of the Slaughter Demon God, naturally there is no need to say more!
However, his condition and the Slaughter Demon God must be much better. After that great catastrophe, although he was also seriously injured, he did not reach the level of complete fall of the Slaughter Demon God and could only be resurrected by his back.
What was sealed in the mysterious ice was only a trick he prepared when he was free, and he had always paid little attention to it, but he never thought that he would be called Xingzang today.
"Boy, this Demon God is different from Killing!" The Snow Wind Demon God was surrounded by blood-colored snowflakes. He looked at Xiao Tian and said in a cold voice: "What kind of power a living Demon God possesses is something you can never imagine! "
Xiao Tian's expression remained unchanged when he heard this, but there was a little bit of undisguised mockery in his eyes.
If the Wind Snow Demon God was really as horrible as he said, he wouldn't be reduced to where he is now!
With Xiao Tian's strength, it is naturally not difficult to see that the Snow Wind Demon God in front of him is also just a soul incarnation. Although it is much stronger than the remnant soul of the Slaughter Demon God, his strength is ultimately limited!
What's more, according to Xiao Tian's understanding of the Slaughter Demon God, these Demon Gods tend to destroy and kill. If the Snow Wind Demon God really has the ability to subvert this world, it will not be lurking until now!
In Xiao Tian's view, the strength of this Snow Wind Demon God may not be weak, but I am afraid that he has not even reached the level of this world saint.
Otherwise, it is impossible for the Snow Wind Demon God to hide in the deep ice swallowed by Ao Lie!
"It's up to you?" Xiao Tian smiled coldly, raised his eyebrows, looked at the Snow Wind Demon God, and said lightly: "I want to see how strong the so-called Demon God is!"
As he said, Xiao Tian exuded a terrifying aura, and the Piaoxue Sword trembled frantically, emitting bursts of crisp sword sounds.
Xiao Tian was surrounded by countless fragments of snowflakes, and the snowflakes were shining. They looked like the sharpest sword in the world. No one would doubt the terrifying consequences of being hit by these snowflakes!