In a dimly lit space, with a length and width of no more than ten miles, the witch king and a dozen or so people with the highest status, the strongest cultivation, and the oldest qualifications, all of whom have obtained the Witch God Positive Fruit from ancient times, and have now reached the highest Heavenly God Realm, the Nine Heavens Peak Cultivation Witch God leisurely entrenched on several huge jade couches, carefully tasting the aged wine with a long history and excellent quality. \.0М/

The middle finger of his right hand flicked the huge bronze tripod used to make wine utensils, and the big tripod made a loud sound like a bronze bell Dalu, and the witch king attracted the attention of the surrounding witch gods in this way. More than a dozen balls the size of a human head rose into the sky, illuminating this small space transparently, and the Witch King looked around at the witch gods around him, and said with a quiet smile: "Do you think that this Great Xia Army can be reused?"

A witch god with a spring in his eyebrows smiled and said, "If you lack cultivation, you can kill a large piece with one finger." But in terms of numbers, it's just terrible. ”

Another male witch god chimed in: "Nan Yi is very right. Since the Heavenly Emperor ordered the passage of heaven and earth to be cut off, he didn't expect that the witches below would reach such a number. ”

Nan Yi laughed a few times, glanced at the witch god, and said to him slightly: "When did Huo Ji learn to please me?"

The witch god laughed softly at the same time. The Witch King nodded and smiled: "Nan Yi is right, their number is enough to make up for the lack of cultivation. And... Hehe, didn't we originally expect them to help us contain how many gods?" The unpredictable fierce light flickered in the eyes of the witch gods, and more than a dozen witch gods let out an unpredictable laugh at the same time, and the wind in this small space suddenly gusted, and the killing aura permeated everywhere, making the dark clouds in such a small space roll, and it actually rained patches of plain white snowflakes.

Flicked his fingers on the big tripod in his hand, and drank a sip of mellow wine, the witch king said indifferently: "Huo Ji, how is the tunnel leading to the Divine Death Plain?"

Huo Ji nodded and said in a deep voice: "Ten years ago, it was completed. The tunnel is hundreds of miles wide, leading directly to the Divine Death Plain, and the Great Xia Army can go to the Divine Death Plain without any hindrance. The largest exit from the tunnel is just below the Sky Scar. The 'Absolute Spirit Trapping Heavenly Array' composed of 10,000 great witches holding the 'Spirit Sealing Witch Weapon' could seal the Heavenly Scar for forty-nine days. ”

"Forty-nine days. The Witch King nodded, his eyes narrowed, and two rays of dark green light shot out far away, staring at a certain point in the void. He said gloomily: "Within forty-nine days, we will destroy the Heavenly Gods. Then use the flesh and blood of all the gods as a sacrifice to give birth to that Jianmu, and use the power of Jianmu to completely repair the heavenly marks. That way, we have peace of mind. ”

More than a dozen witch gods put down their wine vessels at the same time, and exclaimed, "The witch king is clever. ”

The witch god laughed a few times at the same time, looked at each other, winked a few times, and laughed out loud again.

After laughing for a long time, Nan Yi covered his mouth and said with a smile: "However, we have to be careful of these little witches." They are not soft-hearted masters, they have the style of the eight desolations we used to be in the desolate land. Blazing Yan, that idiot, the dignified Triple Heaven Realm witch god, was actually calculated by a small witch. It's a shame for our witch gods. ”

Speaking of blazing Yan, the faces of the witch gods suddenly became extremely strange. The devastating prohibition in the depths of Blazing Yan's mind was jointly imposed by the witch gods here. All the encounters of Blazing Yan in the world are seen by these high-ranking witch gods. A witch god was actually robbed of all his essence and spirit by Li Wuzun and a dry witch, which is really a shame for the witch god.

"It's a trifle, though. Raising the big ding, the witch king took a sip of wine and said lightly: "For such a small witch god as Chi Yan, I didn't have time to chill their hearts. ”

"Snort... ~" Nan Yi suddenly laughed: "The Witch King is right... ~" She dragged out her voice and said coquettishly: "Before you run out of them, you still have to coax them well." ”

The Witch God burst out laughing again. The Witch King leaned back with a smile: "That's right, Nan Yi is really the most elf." The witch has been killed, and it can be regarded as a little color for these little witches. Blazing things, that's it. Ji Cang went to warn a few elders of Blazing Yan and did not allow them to go to those little witches for trouble. ”

A wizard god with a pale complexion, translucent bluish-white, and a pair of eyes faintly with hundreds of millions of water waves tumbling in his eyes nodded coldly: "Yes." He said arrogantly: "Blazing Yan and their lineage of witch gods cultivated the magic trick left by the Zhurong Demon God back then, and they happened to be restrained by my 'Innate Xuanyin Technique', so they can't help but be disobedient." What's more..."

Ji Cang sneered a few times and said disdainfully: "What's more, the highest of the Witch God of their lineage is no more than the cultivation of the Eight Heavens, and there are still countless years of hard work before they can control the mystery of the Three Realms Fire Source, so it is not worth mentioning. ”

"Hmm!" the witches nodded in satisfaction. This is the authority of these witch gods at the highest peak. Not only are the witches of Great Xia the pawns of their few dozen witch gods, but aren't the other witch gods just tools they use to achieve their goals?

"The only thing worth being careful about now is..."The Witch King looked at the witch gods around him, lowered his voice and muttered, "That master behind Xia Jie... Don't provoke them if you don't have to. Although we are not afraid of them, we should not start a new fight until we clean up those gods. ”

Ji Cang nodded knowingly, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Witch King, I won't let those elders of Blazing Yan go to trouble that little witch called Yan Xin." ”

Huo Ji said with a smile: "Isn't Xia Jie already sent by us to 'spy on the enemy'?" Before the war starts, in the name of his great achievements, we will send him to the rear to sit in the rear." As long as he is not injured in the Divine Death Plain, forgive the people behind him, and there is no excuse to quarrel with us. ”

Nan Yi raised her head proudly, and she said coldly: "The luck of these three realms is still in the hands of our witch gods. It's no one's turn to intervene. ”

'Bang', all the bronze wine vessels in the hands of the witch god were shattered at the same time, as if Nan Yi had said some kind of disturbing taboo. You look at me, I look at you, and after a long time, they didn't speak. There was a dead silence in the small space, and after a long time, the Witch King laughed dryly: "Back then, our Witch God was able to establish a foothold in the Heavenly Court, and this qi number was in our hands... Hehe, now that the qi of the gods has run out, it is our turn to rule the power of the Three Realms. ”

The void suddenly trembled, and a sturdy man with a huge bull's head emerged from the void. He knelt down respectfully in front of the Witch King, and said in a deep voice: "Lord Witch King, the king of those little ants, the little white-faced doll called Crawler, is asking to see you outside the temple. Do you want to see him, or do you want me to go and eat him alive?"

The witch gods glanced at this bull-headed strong man who obviously did not belong to the line of witch gods with mysterious eyes, and then looked at the witch king.

The Witch King was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed a few times, grabbed it into the void, grabbed it into this small space, and threw it on the ground.

Lu Gui was obviously stunned for a moment, and hurriedly bowed respectfully to the Witch King and said, "Lu Gui has seen the Witch King. He sniffled curiously, why was the smell of alcohol in the air so strong? These witch gods didn't look like they were drunk? Especially the large number of bronze fragments scattered on the ground, which were almost able to bury the.

The Witch King leaned crooked on the jade couch, squinted his eyes and looked up and down for a while, then stretched out his hand and waved at the bull-headed strong man called Chi Niu. Chi Niu nodded at the Witch King, and glared at Lu Qi viciously with the eyes of a wild wolf looking at a lamb, and cyan light patterns rippled around his body, gradually disappearing.

The Witch King nodded and said, "Get up." What is the important matter for the king to come here? The army under the king's command has all been settled?"

He stood up, looked up at the Witch King, and said, "The Witch King cares, and the sergeants are all settled. Everyone is hiding in the military camp in the Witch God Mountain Range, and no outsiders can find the slightest trace of them" Lu Qi glanced at the lazy witch gods around him, and said in a deep voice: "This king is here, and I have something to ask the witch king to be respected. ”

"What's the matter? Tell me?" Nan Yi's body glowed with a dazzling white light, and the miserable white light carried a thick dead air, causing the jade couch under her seat to crack and collapse into jet-black residue. This is terrifying to the extreme, and it is in the same vein as the cultivation method of the Ghost Witch Palace, and it is full of pure negative death qi divine power. The white light twitched, and Nan Yi's pretty and evil face twitched rapidly because of the severe pain, and in just a few breaths, Nan Yi's body had shrunk to eight feet high, just as tall as the shoe.

With a long gasp and wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Nan Yi walked to the side of Xuqi and lightly picked at Xuqi's chin with his right index finger. She giggled, leaned into her ear and asked softly, "What is the matter with the Witch King? ~ He's not necessarily better than the deity. ”

In front of the Witch King, Nan Yi said these words that made Lu Gui dare not speak. He looked at the Witch King in embarrassment, but Nan Yi forcibly turned his face away. She looked at Lu Qi faintly, and laughed softly, "Your heartbeat is not speeding up... There is also no change in your blood flow velocity... King, since you are not afraid of the deity, why do you have to be so cautious? The thunder magic power cultivated by the king and the ghostly death aura of the deity are exactly the same pair... ～”

"Okay, Nan Yi, stop teasing people. The Witch King let out a deep sigh. Nan Yi smiled softly, glanced at Lu Qi with lifeless eyes, and gently touched her lips with her miserable white lips as the color of dead people's skin soaked in sewage for hundreds of years, and then slowly stepped back.

The cold, damp, untouched lips almost made him vomit. He couldn't control his mind anymore, and for a while, he took a few steps back. When Nan Yi kissed him, he felt that death was close at hand. He could clearly perceive that Nan Yi's kiss could easily evaporate him, completely evaporating without leaving any trace. A large cold sweat flowed from his forehead, and he looked at Nan Yi in horror, not knowing why she was teasing him so much.

The Witch King said majestically: "Nanyi... ~ Don't tease him. Then, the Witch King changed his tone and said with a smile, "However, you do seem to be a good couple. Well, Nanyi, it's up to you to stay by your side and be the director of the Great Xia Army. This also saves the children below from being disrespectful to the great witches of Great Xia!"

Let this woman be the overseer and follow him?As soon as he wanted to oppose this proposal, the voice of the Witch King sounded again. This time, the Witch King's voice was filled with an inviolable majesty and a very strange warm, gentle aura that could make people completely relax and almost sleep like this. The Witch King asked softly, "What is the matter with you looking for the deity?"

The spirit of the Shoe was almost instantaneously controlled by the Witch King, and the refreshing warmth and warmth that he had never felt in his life made him almost cry. It's like a little wolf cub struggling to survive in a storm suddenly touched his parents, that sense of security, that kind of warm and penetrating comfort, so that he almost didn't cry. He stared blankly at the Witch King, as if he saw the only elder in this world who was worthy of his trust, the only one worthy of his closeness.

Nan Yi destroyed Xu's mental defense, leaving the seeds of fear for her in Xugui's heart. The Witch King took advantage of the situation and easily controlled the spirit of the Witch King, leaving an incomparably good impression in his heart. The two joined forces to do it, and easily played with it in the ten fingers without affecting the spiritual cultivation of the Xuqi himself.

"This king... This king begs the Supreme to relieve the young son of this king from studying the "Blood Sutra"!" He fell to his knees and bowed weakly to the witch king.

"Oh?" the witch gods exchanged glances with each other in surprise, straightened up with interest, and looked at the witches in great bewilderment. "Blood Sutra", this is something that only people with crazy brains can cultivate. The ultimate goal of the Great Witches' cultivation is to ascend to the Heavenly Court to become a witch god, and an evil witch trick like the "Blood Sutra" will make the cultivator become the Blood Demon Yin God, an evil puppet Yin God controlled by people, similar to the tools used by the Great Witches. How could the king of Great Xia let his children cultivate such a desperate thing?

The Witch King rubbed his hands together and smiled with interest: "Speaking carefully, how can your young son cultivate the Blood Sutra? Tell me, what the hell is going on?"

One by one, he told the matter between Xingtian Huaying and himself clearly, the witch king and the others listened to it, and Nan Yi continued to sigh with emotion: "What a Xingtian Huaying, she is also cultivating the witch trick of the Netherworld and Death Qi, but she is the best descendant of the deity." It's a pity, it's a pity, why didn't you take her to heaven this time? ”

The Witch King laughed out loud, and the laughter woke up Sho, who looked at the Witch King blankly, wondering why he was laughing so happily. The Witch King smiled and nodded, and said loudly: "Perform your mind, don't worry, you will wholeheartedly help my Witch God to seize the power of the Heavenly Court." After the matter is settled, the deity will personally take action to expel the blood in your young son's body. The blood meridian is still difficult to defeat the deity. ”

Ji Cang even smiled on the side: "The blood oath you made to the Xingtian family, I can also dispel it for you." Since you swore a blood oath in the name of a witch god like us, it wasn't a big deal. It's just a little bit of a struggle... Well, when the war is over, I will open the altar and exorcise the binding power of your blood oath for you, don't worry. ”

He bowed in ecstasy, and he was overjoyed. The Witch King slapped his head, and shouted a little angrily at Jicang: "Jicang, what did you ask you to take just now?"

Ji Cang patted his head and laughed: "The deity is confused. That blazing thing, the deity has to go on a trip in person. In the midst of wild laughter, Ji Cang's body twisted and blurred, turning into a huge ball of water and rising into the sky, disappearing into the void and disappearing.

In the Wushen Mountain Range, a mountain with red rocks without a single grass or tree, wisps of green smoke rising into the sky from the cracks in the rocks, a huge palace group towers on the top of the mountain. At the top of the mountain was an active volcanic crater, and the blue flames rose up for miles, and half of the palace was submerged in the flames, and in the palace pavilion wrapped in flames, a few figures could be faintly seen passing back and forth.

This is the 'Fire God Temple' of the Witch Gods, and all the Witch Gods who practice the Fire Divine Technique gather here. The Fire God Temple has a total of 8,000 famous witch gods, and hundreds of thousands of large and small servants. Among the 8,000 famous witch gods, they are divided into five forces, large and small, according to their blood, tribe and other relationships, among which Chi Yan is the most unsuccessful member of one of them. It was precisely because of his failure that he got the position of an envoy and sent those 10,000 special witch weapons to the Nether, and died tragically in the Liwu Palace.

Ji Cang rushed to the Fire God Temple, and the elders of Blazing Yan were discussing the disposition of Blazing Yan's killing by the Great Witch.

The dignified witch god was killed by a witch from the nether realm, which was as humiliating as the great witch being killed by a civilian. When Blazing Yan died, he died, but his elders felt that their faces were gloomy. In particular, after the other factions of the Fire God Temple learned about the matter of Blazing Yan, they ridiculed the witch gods of their lineage, which had seriously affected the status and face of their lineage among the witch gods.

Therefore, the elders of Blazing Yan decided that they must do something to save their lost face. It's not worth their fight, they just want to react a little, show some of their attitudes, and shut up some people who are making noise behind their backs.

The power witch has been killed, and one of the culprits, Bai Python, is missing, and these witch gods, who have cultivated all their lives and have made their temper mixed with fire, put the best object of anger on Han Xin's body. In their opinion, if it weren't for Han Xin 'seducing' Chi Yan, Chi Yan would not have been injured by the Tongtian Dao people. If it weren't for Chi Yan being injured, how could a few witches in the world plot against Chi Yan?

Therefore, Han Xin is also the culprit, and it is also the trigger that makes their witch god lose face, and he must die.

Whether it is a great witch or a witch god, they have the same bloodline and have exactly the same views on certain issues. Reason, if there is no great witch will reason with the weak, the witch god will not reason with the great witch. The big fist is the truth. The Witch King knew very well what the temperament of these witch gods was, so he also sent Ji Cang in time to suppress these witch gods of the Fire God Temple, lest they do something and cause some unnecessary trouble. However, Jicang still came too late.

Standing up with dark clouds and rushing to the Fire God Temple with the water vapor in the sky, Ji Cang learned that the three direct elders of the Blazing Yan had already brought three thousand servants of the Fire God Temple to capture and kill Yan Xin, and Ji Cang was dumbfounded. He looked in the direction of the Divine Death Plain, and said helplessly: "Then, kill it." Don't draw the attention of the gods. Otherwise, your Fire God Temple would no longer need to exist. If we spoil our great affairs, you will have to pay for the lives of all of you, the Fire God Temple. ”

Xia Jiezheng and Han Xin huddled under a boulder, looking at the situation near the Celestial Scar Battlefield. A large piece of tanned animal skin was spread out in front of the two, and Xia Jie took a charcoal pen, outlining the topography of the nearby mountains and rivers and the location of the military camp of the gods. On the animal skin, there are also several battles between the gods and the enemies that jumped out of the scars, and the strength characteristics of those wearing heavy armor are roughly analyzed, so that the great witches of Great Xia can use them as a reference.

The witch god who sent Xia Jie and them here climbed up the rocks, holding a large handful of mountain fruits in his hands. The witch god named Wu Yan said angrily, "Give you fruit to eat." I went to find food myself. Be careful here, if the gods find you, it will be difficult to explain where you came from. ”

Xia Jie thanked Wu Yi, Wu Yi tilted his head and leaned in front of the animal skin, looked at the mountains and rivers marked by Xia Jie, the location of the military camp and the observation of the sky traces, sneered a few times and shook his head: "What's the use of these things?

"Huh. Xia Jie smiled faintly and gently stroked his long hair. He said softly: "The use of these things is just to prevent you from using our Great Xia as cannon fodder." If we don't see with our own eyes the strength of these people who are against the gods, and our stupid whole army rushes up, won't we be killed and played?"

Han Xin nodded gently, reached out to hold Xia Jie's big hand, and laughed softly: "You said very well." Then, Han Xin's complexion changed, and he coldly shouted coldly: "I took the fruit and ate it." If you provoke right and wrong these days, hum..."

The murderous tone frightened the others and turned away, pushing those huge fruits to hide behind the mountain rocks next to them. Yan muttered in a low voice, "It's really fast to change your face." Why is he so polite to Xia Jie? Why is he so kind to us with such a dead face? Alas, this woman is so terrible, so terrible... , add money, add money. If you don't add money, Lao Tzu doesn't want to be called by this woman anymore. While shouting for more money and a higher salary, she cautiously glanced back at Xin Xin, who was carefully drawing a map on the animal skin, lest she hear her words.

Xia Jie smiled slightly, sat cross-legged beside Han Xin, and watched Han Xin carefully mark the details of the Heavenly God Camp one by one. Roughly through these two days of observation, they also figured out the situation of the Celestial Gods army near the Celestial Scar: the upper Celestial Gods were about 3,000 people, the middle and lower Celestials exceeded 50,000, and the other servant soldiers exceeded one million. Even the weakest servant soldiers have the strength of more than eight real tripods, but these servant soldiers can only do miscellaneous work in the barracks.

More than a million servants and soldiers with more than eight tripods. With just this army, can the Great Xia Army deal with them, not to mention those powerful divine beasts that the gods have kept in captivity.

"Ahh Xia Jie touched Han Xin's head, lowered his voice and said cautiously: "You said that the big brother ape and their father flew to the heavenly court, did they follow the heavenly gods? or follow the witch gods? The heavenly court is so big, if they can find their father, it can be regarded as a good thing?"

"Uh... ~" Han Xin tilted his little head and rolled his eyes to look at Xia Jie, and said angrily: "Their father left them all behind, what are you looking for him? ~ After all, it is a desolate species, and it is also good to try it out after finding it. ”

"Uh... ~" Xia Jie also rolled his eyes, patted Han Xin gently, Xia Jie smiled bitterly: "Then, it's better not to find him." ”

Touching his nose, Xia Jie stood up, walked to the pile of fruits that Wu Yi brought them, and struggled to tear open a huge fruit that looked like a pomegranate, but was two feet high, and struggled to tear open the tough peel, took out a dozen small berries the size of a fist and were red and transparent at the same time, and handed them to Han Xin, Xuanwu and Bai. Han Xin took the fruit with a smile and showed a charming smile to Xia Jie. Xuanwu opened his mouth wide and lazily let Xia Jie stuff the fruit into his mouth. Only Bai threw away the fruit, lay down on the mountain rock, broke the scales of the lower body, and let the blazing sun bake the lower body.

Bai's movements were so indecent, Xia Jie was very annoyed, he already knew about the good things Bai and Xuanwu had done, and was about to take the opportunity to teach him a few words, when suddenly there was movement from Tianji's side.

Dozens of ** strong men who were about 100 feet tall rushed out of the sky mark with straight eyes, and rushed to the military camp of the gods with wild laughter.

Dozens of lower heavenly gods angrily led nearly a thousand servants to meet them. In the big camp, there were even several heavenly gods above the Sevenfold Heaven Realm reciting incantations, blasting the sealing golden light towards those strong men. This group of strong men with blue skin like stones roared violently to the sky, and before the sealing golden light approached, their bodies suddenly swelled. With a loud bang, dozens of strong men exploded at the same time, and the plasma rushed up half a day high, and the pitch-black plasma sprayed out more than 100 miles away with a thick fishy smell.

The huge wave of shock qi blew the nearly thousand servant troops to pieces, and dozens of lower heavenly gods were also forced to retreat in embarrassment. Sticky black plasma splashed on them, and they saw that the armor and weapons on the bodies of these gods made a 'snort' sound at the same time, and soon the armor was corroded into holes one by one. The lower gods let out a miserable cry, but they were all corroded by the plasma, and the lower gods who were splashed all over their faces fell to the ground with a miserable howl, constantly struggling and convulsing, and soon turned into pus and blood.

There was another earth-shattering roar, and hundreds of ** strong men drove countless strange beasts out of the sky scars. These fierce beasts, covered in thick carapaces, with a faint green glow in the gaps of their carapaces, opened their mouths, and spit out poisonous black smoke like an overwhelming blast, rushing towards the lower gods who had just been dizzy from the self-explosion.

A cold snort came from the Celestial God Barracks, and eighteen high-ranking Celestial Gods floated into the sky at the same time, they formed a circle in the air, their bodies flashed with golden light, and at the same time they waved their weapons at those ** strong men. Countless sharp golden rays shrouded those strong men, and in the miserable screams, these outlaw strong men exploded themselves at the same time, and the huge impact force blew those golden strong lights into pieces, and the blazing impact wave rushed directly to the mountain where Xia Jie and them were, and cut the rock layer on the mountain flat.

Xia Jie and the others dodged behind the rocks in embarrassment, and they had a little more understanding of these terrible enemies.

Han Xin exclaimed with a shocked face: "The scar of heaven is only so big, and there are layers of prohibitions set by the gods, so you can only rush out of so many people at one time." If this scar were to expand tenfold... A hundredfold..."

Looking at the chaotic Tianji battlefield, Xia Jie touched his chin very deeply: "Xin, write this: After the real war, the Great Xia army must not rush to the front." Let Andorra's teams under their command rush first. Their killer robots, werewolves, and the supernatural created by civilians... What kind of thing is this?" Xia Jie almost scolded his mother, ridiculous, too ridiculous, that feeling of time and space confusion, Rao has been living in this world for decades, and it is still difficult to bear.

Han Xin nodded very seriously, and said with a smile: "That's right." With those armies that may be controlled by the sea people, their strength is consumed first, and then our Great Xia Wu is not for them to be used for attrition. ”

A strong man who is not afraid of death constantly rushes out from the sky scars. Probably today is the day of excitement for those people on the other side of the Sky Scar, and the Sky Scar flashes with a dazzling black light, desperately squirming, trying to expand in all directions. Nearly a thousand high-ranking gods appeared around the Celestial Scar, and they shot out golden light to control the continuous expansion of the Celestial Scar. A team of ** strong men kept rushing out, and these expressionless strong men desperately pounced on the surrounding army of gods, and at every turn there was a loud bang to blow up their bodies, making the army of gods embarrassed.

After a while, as more and more strong men in armor rushed out of the Celestial Scars, the military camp of the Celestial Gods was fully mobilized. A large army of the gods surrounded the Celestial Scars, strangled these enemies from the other world with all their might. In the open space near the scar for more than 100 miles, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the strong light emitted by various colors of energy spread rapidly to the surroundings with a loud noise, the earth shook, the murderous aura was noisy, and the golden sun star in the sky suddenly turned red.

Whether it is these warriors from the other world, or those gods, their battles are so direct, so not a little fancy. The collision of pure power, every blow can completely smash the enemy's **, and then he is also reduced to nothing under the bombardment of the enemy. One blow, everyone only has a chance to hit with all their might.

"Whoa... ~Bastards, here we go again!"

Xia Jie: The strong man in the shape of a cube that they had seen the day before waved his long knife and rushed out of the sky scar again. As soon as he rushed out of the Heavenly Scar, he struggled to unleash hundreds of black sword qi, cutting the servant sergeants of more than three thousand Heavenly Gods in half.

"Hahaha!" The strong man looked up to the sky and laughed arrogantly, and was just about to say something exciting, when the three high-ranking gods joined hands and pounced, and a gun, a stick, and a knife slammed into the strong man's body, smashing the large body on his body into pieces, and blasting him back to the sky.

The strong man roared hysterically: "You bastards who are so deceitful! Lao Tzu will come back... Cough... Cough... Ahem..."

'Hmph!', with a sneer, a dazed high-ranking god rose to the top and rushed into the Celestial Scar in the direction where the strong man had disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the superior god rushed out of the celestial mark with a loud howl. His left arm was missing, the armor on his body was smashed to pieces, and on his two thighs hung several black monsters that resembled wolfdogs, which bit the thighs of the god, swinging their heads wildly, and their teeth and bones of the gods hit each other, making a sharp sound that made people's ears tingle.

With a loud bang, an extremely long black spear poked out of the scar, and then poked a transparent hole in the chest of the heavenly god, and the superior heavenly god snorted, spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and tore off the black monsters that bit his legs, dropped his weapons and ran to the barracks. Several gods in white robes rushed out of the barracks and escorted the seriously injured god in for treatment.

The tragic battle made Xia Jie unable to breathe for a while, it was just a meal, and those strong men who rushed out of the heavenly scars left tens of thousands of corpses, causing tens of thousands of casualties to the Heavenly God Army, and the battle suddenly stopped. Several huge serpentine monsters crawled out of the Celestial Scar and slowly swallowed the corpses of the strong men. The gods did not attack these huge black monster snakes, but took care of their own wounded warriors, incinerated the dead corpses, and the two sides joined forces, and the battlefield was quickly cleaned up.

After about half an hour, 30,000 soldiers of the servant army flew in from a distance on the clouds and replenished the army of the gods. All of a sudden, everything was back to normal. After devouring all the corpses of the strong men, the serpentine monsters writhed their massive bodies and burrowed back into the Sky Scars. The actions of both sides are so skillful, clearing the battlefield and replenishing troops, everything is so orderly, it is obvious that some kind of tacit understanding has been formed in the perennial campaign.

"It's so fucking scary..."There was a peel hanging from the corner of Zhen's mouth, and he muttered in horror: "Add money... Add money... Otherwise... Lao Tzu quit. ”

In a valley nearly thousands of miles away from Xia Jie's mountain, Wu happily pressed a three-legged blue bird to the ground and quickly twisted the blue bird's neck. He happily carried the blue bird with more than 300 feet of wings outstretched, and grinned: "Wonderful, a huge bird is enough for me to eat three meals." ”

As soon as the words fell, a big hand wrapped in raging flames violently pressed Le Wuyi's neck, and casually pressed him heavily against a mountain cliff. The violent force shattered Wu Yan's neck bone, and the terrible heat penetrated through his body, almost burning Wu Yan directly to ashes. A witch god who was more than 3,000 zhang tall and only thigh-high squatted down slowly, and said coldly: "Wu Yan, where are the little witches you brought to the Divine Death Plain?"

Wu Yan turned his eyes with difficulty, and saw that there were two even more huge witch gods and thousands of servants in leather armor behind the heavenly god in front of him, and immediately opened his mouth and said: "One thousand and three hundred miles to the east, on a mountain like a tiger's head. Eighteen great witches, as well as a Xuanwu Divine Beast and a White Pixiu. ”

"Hmph. The witch god who held down Wu Yan sneered, and with his big hand, he crushed the bones of Wu Yan's whole body, and then said lightly: "Lie here obediently, this matter has nothing to do with you." ”

Withdrawing his hand, the witch god was afraid that Wu Yan would run to ventilate and report the news, he simply spit out a green flame and burned Wu Yan's two thighs to ashes, convinced that Wu Yan would not be able to repair his body completely in a short time, so he nodded with satisfaction, and even the two witch gods led three thousand servants and ran out.

Wu Yan, who fell to the ground, suddenly opened his mouth and let out a terrible laugh: "Fool! I have suffered a little, but you will be destroyed." You hunt down Xia Jie, but a witch from the lower realm who is not well discovered by the gods has secretly entered the heavenly court, so you just wait for the witch king to destroy your clan!"

With a cold snort, Wu Yan's body writhed for a while, and suddenly stood upside down, supporting his body with two arms, and quickly crawled forward, and his kung fu disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Xia Jie was squatting beside Han Xin, teaching him some of the techniques he had learned in his previous life to draw maps, when suddenly a terrible current of heat came from behind, and a red light as invisible as the sun suddenly enveloped the entire mountain.

Xia Jie exclaimed, and shot at the same time as Han Xin, and the yellow and cyan bright light formed a perfect Taiji diagram shape, protecting the people around them. More than a dozen great witches were wiped out in the heat wave, and only Zhen, Ape Da, and Ape Xiao were barely spared because they were close.

A loud voice came from overhead, "Impossible! You are just two small nether sorcerers, how can you stop my divine fire?"

When everyone looked up, they saw three tall witch gods rolling with red-golden flames, waving their big palms and slapping them at the top of the mountain.

With a long roar, Xia Jie waved out the escape magic weapon given by the Duobao Daoist, and three apricot yellow flags rose into the sky, turning into layers of yellow auspicious clouds wrapped in countless cyan lotus flowers and blocking the three gods, and then the black banner in his hand rolled up and vibrate, and a black smoke wrapped in Han Xin and others turned into an extremely long flame tail, with a piercing sound of breaking the air, and in an instant, it had rushed out tens of thousands of miles away.

The three witch gods smashed the layers of yellow auspicious clouds into pieces with one palm. They looked at Xia Jie, who had escaped tens of thousands of miles in an instant, in disbelief, roared angrily, and chased after him at the same time. All over the sky, I could only see the overwhelming red-gold flames burning down the sky, and the momentum was incomparably fast.

In the camp of the gods, a mighty and tall god sitting in the middle of the tent of the Chinese army suddenly opened his eyes and said lightly: "The witch king promised, but it's not today, why is there a witch god haunting the neighborhood? ”

Known as the number one fighting god among the heavenly gods, he jumped up violently, lit up 10,000 soldiers and horses, and chased after the large firelight in the sky.

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