the god of magic!"Sir Merlin, do you have a way to get us out of here without breaking the time loop" Lin Qi Ye couldn't help asking."of course there is." Merlin nodded, withdrew her eyes, and added,...Ding -!

the crisp sound of a sword rang out, and a touch of the sword crossed the sky, chasing behind an Indian god.

"Damn it, how can this human being be so strong" The Indian gods felt the lethal spirit of the rapid approach from behind, and a touch of fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

within two days, this human with a sword has been in a melee, hunting the heads of three main gods, and even now he still has such a terrible fighting capacity!

the sudden desperate counterattack of the great summer gods made the already shrinking Indian gods' front continue to shrink to the inside, and in the process, many Indian gods were killed, resulting in a gap in many places of the defense line, and this human being is one of the existence that tore the gap.

"Carrie! Help me stop this human! "

in his Yu Guangzhong, a familiar figure appeared. The goddess, known as Carrie, frowned and galloped to his side.

"being chased to this point by a human... Engeli, you are so embarrassed. "

another master god came to help, and Enjili's heart was immediately relieved. He gradually stopped his figure and looked back.

A figure wearing a black shirt and holding a long sword fell from the clouds, with several wounds on his body, and the hem of the black shirt was fragmented, but the clean and pure eyes were still as bright as stars.

"two main divine levels" Zhou Ping muttered to himself.

after hesitating for a moment, he still picked up his sword, rolled it up, and chopped it to Enjili's neck!

the two main gods shot at the same time, a roll of flaming thunder collided head-on with the meaning of the sword, making a loud roar. The goddess Carrie tore open the nothingness with both hands, turned into a shadow, and flashed behind Zhou Ping in an instant!

Zhou Ping sensed the danger and quickly flashed away, leaving a residual shadow crumbling into a dark sky and dissipating without a trace.

his figure condensed hundreds of meters away, looking a little dignified.

from the fluctuation of divine power, he can clearly feel that the combat power of the two gods is very strong. After two days of divine combat, he has left a lot of scars on his body, and now he may not be able to gain the upper hand easily.

the two Indian gods, one left and one right, killed Zhou Ping at the same time. The gorgeous swords smashed the divine power one after another, and reached a stalemate for a while.

just then, a stout golden stick smashed into the sky, forcing the goddess Carrie back for miles. Zhou Ping only felt the pressure reduced, and his backhand cut off a ferocious sword mark on Enjili's body, dripping blood into the sky.

above the clouds, a figure in broken golden armor, carrying a golden hoop stick, was speeding towards here.

"Sun WuKong" Zhou Ping said in surprise, "your injury."... "

as the first summer god to arrive at Chennanguan, Sun WuKong, like Yang Kui, was faced with the situation of one against seven or even eight, and the injury he suffered was not so easy to recover.

"it's just a minor injury, it doesn't hurt." Sun WuKong opened his mouth calmly, a pair of golden eyes like a burning stove, releasing a terrifying sense of war.

when Zhou Ping saw this, he said nothing more, but intently held the sword in his hand and chopped to Enjili!

when Sun WuKong shared the opponent for him, Zhou Ping's pressure suddenly decreased, and the fierce sword light was chopped out one after another, which soon submerged Enjili's body in the endless sea of sword spirit.

with Zhou Ping's murmur, the body of the sword wiped his hand, and the surging meaning of the sword rose to the sky, chopping open the thunder and flame wrapped in the sea of sword, with a frightened head, and was shattered in the spirit of the sword.

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the body of Enjili, which was chopped into debris and blood, was engulfed by an invisible ripple, and the next moment it appeared in the mouth of the mother beast in the rear, and its abdomen bulged again.

at the same time, Sun WuKong dragged a seriously injured body, relying on the incomplete picture and fierce style of play, pressed the goddess Kali out of breath. when Zhou Ping solved an Indian god to join the battlefield, the situation immediately turned upside down and soon killed the second Indian god.

Zhou Ping looked down at the wave of immortal beasts surging away from Nanguan in the morning, with a dignified expression.

"it can't go on like this." Zhou Ping said quietly, "I'm going to kill those mother beasts."

if you want to kill the mother, you must first cut a hole in the defense line of the Indian gods and kill it all the way to the deepest point. On the way, they are bound to be besieged and suppressed by countless Indian gods. after all, once the mother is killed, their last means of containing the great summer gods will disappear.

No matter how strong Zhou Ping is, it is extremely difficult to do this, not to mention that he is still injured.

but Zhou Ping knows very well that no matter how difficult it is, someone always has to come forward.

that's why his sword exists.

Sun WuKong held the golden hoop stick on his shoulder, glanced at the huge female animals hidden in the last square of countless Indian gods, and said calmly, "OK, I'll show you the way."

Zhou Ping and Sun WuKong looked at each other and turned into two streams of light, rushed to the densest place of the Indian gods, and sensed the fluctuation of the divine power of the mother beast, and the surrounding ten secondary gods, as well as several main gods at the same time!

the magical power surging in the air, Sun WuKong roared angrily, and the picture of Qi Heaven was sketched out again. The huge magic ape was about to directly crash into the shadow of the sky, and a dharma seal suddenly swept in front of him!

Nafayama rotates in the air, magnifies rapidly, and instantly obscures the whole sky, like a fairy mountain, falling in front of many Indian gods!

the figure of Jinxian Guang Chengzi stepped out of nothingness in one step, followed by Taiyi real person, Yuding real person and so on.

"Zhou Ping, I'll open the way for you, too." The real man of Yuding holds a long sword in his left hand and his right arm is already empty. He should have been cut off by the Indian gods in the melee.

there was a smile on Zhou Ping's face. He saluted with his sword: "Thank you."

although most of the gods of Daxia were injured in the war between the gods in the past two days, they all used their strongest magic weapon and strength at any cost. The three Golden Immortals joined hands with Sun WuKong to forge a path of blood among the Indian gods, a large number of gods and blood were swallowed by invisible ripples, and the breeding speed of the mother beast in the rear became faster and faster!

when Zhou Ping saw this, the eagerness in his eyes was even worse. he wiped the blade directly between his palms, and the red blood stained on the body of the sword, trembling violently!

Ding -!

the loud sound of the sword resounded through the sky, and Zhou Ping urged all his forces to turn into a dazzling sword and go straight to the depths of the Indian gods!

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Chennan pass.

outside the exterior wall.

Zuo Qing stood on the broken earth. Countless beasts roared like thunder from afar. The stones under his feet were shaken one after another.

he held the palm of the straight knife handle and clenched it unconsciously.

he knew that the darkest hour of the morning Nanguan pass was coming.

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I have to go on a business trip these three days, so I can only maintain two shifts. I'm sorry ~ (2 / 2 / 1 / 2 / 2 / 1)this knife, hence the name of [burying the mountain].endless years have passed, and this knife has long been integrated with the mountain, and it is impossible to pull it out with the power of mortals...