Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

When he said this, there was golden brilliance in the eyes of the old master Wugui, as if a group of fierce flames that had endured for a long time was burning madly.

　　 His body that had been kneeling for a hundred years—the body that was once cramped and thin is now straight and straight, like a javelin like a sword.

　　 The powerful, ancient and obscure breath of divine power surged in his body.

　　 The golden star lustre, if there is no earth floating around his body, it seems to be a universe of its own, with distant and deep stars moving in the dim, endless heavenly sky.

　　 The clenched fist of the Lord God, the joints are white.

　　 The huge anger that was confronted was like Wang Yang was about to drown his sanity, but he still resisted and didn't make a move.

　　 Because he is not sure.

　　Since the oath that bound this old bone has no effect, when he no longer bows down, even if the Lord God has prepared many back-hands over the years, he still has no courage to make a move at this moment.

　　 The dusty memory flourishes.

What uncontrollably emerged in his mind was the night of death when Xiaohuangshen fell. The butler who had been following Xiaohuangshen who had never been without water, suddenly exploded with terrifying combat power. , A terrifying picture of grinding nine main god-level gods into flying ashes...

　　 If it hadn't been for this old bone to throw a rat, I am afraid that even the father of the gods could not help him.

　　 Although it has been cursed for so many years, the most terrifying death mill in the gods [The Wheel of Eternity] has been worn in the body of this old bone for a hundred years, but it is still unknown how much power has been worn away from him.

　　 At this moment, he dared to break the vows he had made in the past. Could it be that he broke the [Wheel of Yunheng] in his body?

　　 The Lord God is in a dilemma.

　　...

　　...

　　 Sword Temple.

　　 The sixteen divine power barriers on the periphery have been smashed.

　　 The thirty-six ring corridors of the Sword Temple, only less than twenty are left.

　　The original formation of the temple is opened.

　　 No flight is allowed in this area.

　　 is the gods, they can only walk on the ground to attack.

　　 This makes the pressure on the Sword God Temple a little less.

　　 But it's just a bit smaller.

　　 In all directions, countless flames of different colors and lustre, like densely packed army ants, present a scene that is enough to cause sudden death of patients with intensive phobia, rushing toward the Sword Temple in a dense number...

　　 Every shining light flame represents the power of a powerful Shinto eruption.

　　 At the beginning of any war, those who rush to the front are always cannon fodder.

　　The war of the gods is no exception.

The middle and low-level **** warriors and magicians of the four great protoss races, with red eyes and greedy and crazy expressions. The desires in their hearts are magnified by the gods secretly, completely losing their minds, like hyenas fighting for food. Attacking the outer protection of the Sword God Temple...

　　 "Kill a **** of the Sword Temple, and reward a god..."

　　 "Kill a warrior of the Sword Temple, and reward 10,000 spiritual knowledge."

　　 "Anyone who hurts the spirits of the Sword Temple can obtain the best Shinto combat skills."

　　 Amidst the roar of the war drums, such a sound full of bewitching power, through the blessing of the magicians of their respective camps, the roar rang in everyone's ears, boiling wild, and even covering the energy explosion of the battle itself.

　　 Above the sky, there are three huge figures floating.

　　They are one of the few existences that can stand still in the air in this no-fly zone.

　　Because of them, they are the main gods.

　　 The three main gods released endless pressure, making the void seem to tremble crazily under their feet.

　　 The supreme and unprovoking majesty of the Shinto, like a torture knife hanging above the head, makes every **** of the sword temple uncontrollably fear and tremble in battle, and its strength is reduced...

　　 These three are the masters of minerals, flames and sky.

　　The seven main gods of the God Realm are the war gods, and after removing the wild gods, there are still six.

　　 The main gods of the six great protoss are also the powerhouses standing on the top of the gods.

Although their status and status are not as good as the five major gods of the Great Desolate Protoss, it is only because the Great Desolate Protoss is the unique ruling Protoss in the God Realm, and it suppresses everything strongly. It does not mean that the true combat power of the six major gods is lower than the five major Gods of the Great Desolate Protoss. .

　　 At this time, the three terrifying giant light groups in the sky represent the three main gods of ore, flame and sky.

　　 The main **** of the alliance of the four major war gods is missing one.

　　 Because the Aoki Lord God is going to intercept and kill the important figures of the Sword Temple.

　　 I just want to come and I will be back soon.

　　 The appearance of the three main gods means that the war has reached an incompatible stage.

　　 There is no chance of recovery.

　　 This time it is not like the previous action of the major Protoss uniting, forcing the Palace Sword Temple to obtain the position of God, and forcing the Sword Temple to retreat.

　　 Last time it was just a rally.

　　 And this time, it was war.

　　 The purpose of war is always to completely eliminate the enemy.

　　 Endlessly.

　　The three main gods overlooked the battlefield, with cold eyes.

　　 The huge loss of their own mid- and low-level combat power, and the deaths of countless family soldiers and magicians, could not stir up even the slightest wave in their hearts.

　　The reason why they didn't make a move was because the sword master Divine Sword Xiaoyao hadn't appeared yet.

　　 Soldier vs. Soldier.

　　 King vs. King.

　　 This is the situation they expect to see.

　　 Besides, in the entire Sword God Temple, only Jian Xiaoyao is worth their shot.

　　 Other new gods?

　　 It's just a chicken and dog.

　　Killing them all dirty their hands.

　　 Only Jian Xiaoyao is worthy of being their opponent.

　　 This young man who suddenly emerged in just a few months and completely broke the pattern of the gods, used his performances that were close to miracles time and time again, so that the powerhouse of the main **** level would not dare to ignore it.

　　 The three main gods are patiently waiting for Jian Xiaoyao to appear.

　　 At that time, it was the time to truly decide the outcome.

　　The war is in full swing.

　　The territory controlled by the Sword Temple is constantly being eroded and shrinking.

　　 The thirty-six barrier positions on the outer periphery, which are heavily armed, are like an onion, being pushed apart layer by layer, constantly torn...

The coalition forces of the four great protoss use the simplest and primitive'human sea tactics', using a strip of fresh lives, using the lives of middle and low-level family warriors and low-level gods, to consume hard and hard, and prepare the sword temple for sufficient restraint. , The formation is worn out.

　　The main battle force on the side of the Sword Temple is the Five Elements Gods Division of the Sword Temple headed by Qianlong, Guan Ruofei, Mulinsen, Shi Gandang, and Lu Bingwen.

　　 secretly cooperated with Duan Zhang's three brothers and sisters' "Shenhuo Chong" special combat team.

　　The gods of the Sword Temple are doing everything possible to block the speed of the enemy's advancement. Sometimes they will counterattack, entangled repeatedly in their canine teeth, delaying time as much as possible.

　　The battle is fierce.

　　 The warriors and warlocks of the four main war gods alliance, like rice and wheat under the farmer’s sickle, fell continuously, the corpses piled up, and the blood flowed into rivers...

　　 The God Realm has been around for a hundred years, and no such war has ever broken out.

　　 Last time, it was the **** night.

　　 "Retreat, retreat quickly...Don't try hard."

　　 In the battlefield, the Qianlong carrying a big yellow earthen jar roared loudly.

　　 Because he roared too many times, his throat was already hoarse. When he roared, the torn wound in his throat almost sprayed bleeding mist, but he had no time to use his divine power to treat.

　　 In such a fierce battle, no divine power can be wasted.

　　 Every ray of divine power must be used for self-protection and killing the enemy.

　　 As one of the five captains of the Five Elements Team of the Sword God Temple, the Qianlong who has been involved in the battle from the very beginning. By this time, he was already covered in blood.

　　 The dripping blood, I don't know if it is my own or the enemy's.

　　 He has taken the magical medicine to restore his power dozens of times, and in this way he has forcibly maintained his combat power.

　　 He was a little surprised. He was the most adept at avoiding evil before, but one day he would be so brave in battle, would fight so hard to die, and would continue to save his companions willingly and risky.

　　 What changed him?

　　 just because of the power of the gods?

　　Is it just that you jumped from a parasitic family to a god?

　　 No.

　　 is even more moved because of being respected and recognized.

　　 Reported the Lord’s wish on the golden stage, and supported the Yulong to die for the Lord.

　　 Destiny is so wonderful.

　　 There is a tall person who gives you the power of Jinshan Yinshan beauty, you smile and accept, but you quietly call him stupid, you think you are naturally cold and selfish and there is absolutely nothing wrong with this.

　　 But sometimes, you are crazy enough to say something for a smile from someone who has the same goal, and you can do everything for him.

　　 Qianlong is still afraid of death.

　　 But there seems to be a reason to overcome fear and continue fighting.

　　 Even in the most intense time, Qianlong always remained calm.

　　 He brought his subordinate gods, and retreated, and loyally implemented the war strategy formulated by the black-bellied military commander Li Yitian: regardless of the gains and losses of one city or one place, the first priority is to delay time and preserve vitality.

　　 And this is also the consensus of all the gods of the Sword God Temple.

　　Why are you procrastinating?

　　 because they can afford it.

　　Because behind them, there is a main **** who represents miracles and invincibility.

　　Because the main **** they believe in is invincible.

　　 Every Sword Temple **** who gritted his teeth and fought hard, is extremely sure, as long as the sword is under the crown and comes out of retreat, he will cut all enemies with the sword and sweep all the gods...

　　 Therefore, the gods of the Sword Temple are very tough.

　　 There is no fear at all.

　　 There are even a few guys who smashed their eyes and felt that their bodies were boiling with blood. They went straight to their heads, burning their supernatural powers, and rushed into the enemy force desperately...

　　 Qianlong was cocked by such subordinates.

　　 These idiots.

Qianlong carried a huge earthen jar on its back, emitting a sturdy liquid to grow yellow, and a dark green mist appeared, and the acceleration magic technique was activated. The body left an afterimage in the air flow, and it rushed into the front Aomu Lord God. Among the enemy troops...

　　 The huge earthen jar shook, making a gurgling, boiling sound, and the dark green mist fell behind him, forming a long path of poisonous gas, which lasted for a long time...

As long as the **** warrior of the Aoki **** system is slightly touched by this poisonous gas, he falls directly to the ground and immediately melts and emits a stench of poisonous gas. As long as the magician sniffs a trace of this poisonous gas, he immediately loses his chanting in his throat. The power of magical arts quickly softened into thick water...

　　 For a while, no one can stop Qianlong’s advance.

　　 He finally came to the few subordinates who were caught in the formation and had a hot head.

　　"Go back to Laozi.

Qianlong grabbed a few of the rushing heads of his subordinates, threw it back to his camp, and shouted without looking back: "How many times have I said to you, use wisdom, potions, and sneak attacks. Use the formation method, don’t try hard... save your life, wait for Mianxia to exit... Mianxia returns. What you want to see is you alive, not your name appearing on the tombstone."

　　 Several rescued gods fell back to their camp.

　　 Qianlong continued to release poison gas to cover the retreat of his comrades.

　　 He is like a skunk, wherever he goes, enemies are evasive.

　　 Seeing that the strategic goal was achieved, Qianlong also withdrew and retreated.

at this time-

　　 bang bang bang.

　　 Green vines suddenly broke out of the ground, shattering bricks and stones, like green dragons, and their teeth and claws are like green lightning, winding towards the dragon.

　　咻咻咻.

　　 The green wooden arrow contains terrible paralyzing power, and shoots at Qianlong like a gust of wind and rain.

　　 In the heart of Qianlong, the warning signs screamed.

　　 The instinct that has never gone wrong tells him that it is dangerous.

　　 Great danger.

　　 He knew that this was not an ordinary clan powerhouse, but the Aoki first-line gods who had been hiding behind the clan warriors and magicians, who had finally acted personally.

　　 They finally stopped using the lives of ordinary family members to consume, but ended up fighting.

　　 "Enclose him."

　　 A bright green light rushed from low altitude.

　　 is the commander-in-chief of this attacking army of the Aoki Protoss, and is also one of the six high-ranking gods, the Wood Spirit Dragon.

　　 He was observing in secret, waiting for this scene a long time ago.

"Qianlong, one of the five elements of the Sword God Temple, with a human head worth 500,000 sacred stones,...under the crown of the lord of our clan, the decree was issued before the war, and there are people who capture and kill Qianlong, which can be exchanged for high-grade gods, top-level gods Skills, a rare opportunity, let's take action together, don't let him run away."

　　The sound of the wood spirit dragon surging in the void of all directions for a long time.

　　 "Hahaha, I didn't expect Laozi's head to be so valuable."

　　 Qianlong laughed, turned around without hesitation and ran: "I won't play with you anymore."

　　 Behind him is a **** ghost slowly emerging, also running wildly at Sa Yazi.

　　 This is his divine position.

　　The ability to escape, Qianlong has always been the most skilled basic skill he has mastered.

　　 But at this time, anomalies suddenly occurred.

　　 Strange noises can be heard in the air around, like the whispers of the vegetation when the sea of ​​trees swaying and the wind blows the waves.

　　 is the singing of magic spells.

　　 and it’s a group singing.

　　 I don't know when, among the low-level family warriors and warlocks, there were a total of 20 Qingmu gods and gods. They vaguely surrounded Qianlong from all sides and began to chant ancient spells.

　　 Divine Magic Array!

　　 They have been hunting me in secret.

　　 Qianlong was shocked, the dangerous intuition in his heart, instantly, like hearing the blood pressure of an old father whose daughter eloped, it soared like crazy and almost burst out...

　　 The surrounding green light flickered wildly.

　　Countless green vines grow wildly, spread wildly, weaving a green barrier, blocking the surrounding space, eroding the space and route where the dragon can run at speed...

　　 He was forced to slow down.

　　 At the same time, as the ancient magic spell was chanting, countless fragments of sharp grass suddenly grew on the ground, like steel needles, which could pierce the boots and pierce the soles of the feet in an instant...

　　Severe pain came.

　　 Qianlong moves for a while.

　　 This is, several green poisonous dragon vines spread like a venomous snake catching the flaws of the prey, and instantly entangled him, wrapping him like green rice dumplings.

　　 "Sir Qianlong..."

　　 The warhead gods who saw this scene in the distance were distraught, gave up their tactics and retreated, turned and charged.

　　 "Haha, this seat has been netted for a long time."

　　 Wood Spirit Dragon laughed up to the sky: "The new gods are destined to be a group of wastes that waste resources... lay out the formation and kill them all."

　　 The sound of poisonous liquid boiling from the green zongzi, the green vines were corroded and broken.

　　 A palm covered with green venom stretched out from it.

The wood spirit dragon sneered and guided the power of dozens of divine magical spirits around. More green poisonous dragon vines spread. On the surface of the vines, there are a series of scales like fish scales, which are more tenacious, and there are also dense roots attached. Green thorns can penetrate gold and stone. Once pierced into the body, the gods will be instantly anesthetized...

　　 These terrifying vines once again entangled the ‘green rice dumpling’.

　　 "Hehe, I want to catch Qianlong alive and execute it in public..."

　　 Wood Spirit Dragon laughed and said: "The first skill in attacking the Sword God Temple, I laughed at it, hahahaha..."

　　 The voice did not fall.

　　 A feeling of heart palpitations without warning came suddenly.

　　 Then I watched the twenty gods who originally chanted the spells, all of them had a look of astonishment. They actually lost the induction of the Aoki divine power, and could no longer use the spell to provoke the divine power...

"what…"

　　 A **** warrior directly under the Aoki Lord God suddenly screamed, and then the whole person was like a melting candle, the muscles instantly turned into a pool of fishy liquid, revealing the white bones...

　　 seems to die instantly and rot.

　　 Then such a terrifying picture spread like a plague.

　　 More powerful Aoki protoss warriors and magicians, one after another rotted and liquefied to death...

　　 Wood Linglong's face showed a stunned color.

　　 Feeling the divine power declining in his body, he subconsciously looked back into the distance.

　　 Something terrible happened.

　　 Under the crown of the great Lord Aoki, something unexpected happened.

　　 Wood Linglong's face was as pale as paper at this moment.

　　Although this idea is absurd, it is the only reason why so many **** warriors and warlocks of the main family of Aoki Lord God have lost their supernatural power and rotted to death in an instant.

The divine power and lifespan of the family members are borrowed from the gods of Xinyang. Once the gods they believe in die and lose their masters, they will also lose everything they have.

　　 Those **** warriors and warlocks who died, because of the shared power of the Aoki Lord God, were able to gain powerful power with a non-god body, and live a long time with a mortal body...

　　 After losing their power, their mortal bodies instantly decayed and died.

　　 Even the wood spirit dragon, even if it’s not a dependent family, but the fall of the main **** has an impact on the high gods. He clearly sensed the attenuation of the power in his body...’

　　 This made him lose his mind and fell into great fear.

　　 and that is at this moment—

　　噗.

　　 A palm with turquoise venom penetrated his chest.

　　 still holds a heart in his palm.

　　 A heart that was still beating alive, just removed from his chest.

　　 "Uh...you?"

　　 Wooden Linglong's face appeared painful, bleeding in his mouth and nose.

　　 No one else attacked him.

　　 is the Qianlong that broke out of the "Green Zongzi" silently just now.

　　 The Qianlong at this time is in a state of embarrassment.

His whole body was covered with green toxic mucus. The skin pierced by the vine green thorns was densely packed with green venom, and his skin was corroded pits and pits, and his face was corroded like the surface of the moon. , Looks scary and scary...

　　 The venom in his own crock pot overflowed, coupled with the paralyzing power of the green poisonous dragon vine green thorns, two different toxic powers spread wildly in his body, magically giving him a brand new power...

　　 It is precisely with this force that Qianlong can take advantage of the great changes of the Qingmu Protoss, break through the "green rice dumplings" and successfully attack the wood spirit dragon.

　　 "Ha ha ha, chopsticks, who do you say is rubbish?"

　　 Qianlong succeeded with a single blow, his face full of ferociousness, his five fingers suddenly exerted force, and he smashed the heart of the wood spirit dragon with a loud sound, and said loudly: "You old gods who oppress and exploit are a waste of resources in the gods."

　　 Wood Spirit Dragon still wants to resist.

But the green venom spread in the body instantly. It was normal days, and he would never be so weak. But at this time, he was suffering from the passing of divine power. Under the attack of this poison, as the heart shattered, He collapsed suddenly...

　　 The last of the six high-ranking gods of the Aoki Protoss, just fell.

　　 The original arrogant Aoki army was suddenly defeated. The survivors who were flooded with fear turned around and fled, and they were defeated.

　　 Qianlong gasped for breath, then turned around and ran.

　　His condition is actually very bad.

　　 The yellow clay pot swayed violently behind him, and no poisonous gas was released.

　　 Fortunately, the enemy army has been defeated.

　　 Qianlong endured the severe pain, and finally escaped back to his camp out of breath, poured a bottle of physical potion produced by Beichen Pharmaceutical Group, and at the same time frantically smeared medicine on his face...

　　 No matter what, you must protect your handsome face and not be disfigured.

　　 "Retreat."

　　 Qianlong did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it, but simply ordered to retreat.

　　 The seventeenth divine power barrier has been worn through, and it can't be held for long.

　　The attacking enemy will soon come back again, because only the Aoki sect clan is defeated, and the soldiers of the other three protoss clan will continue to replenish them.

　　 The Temple of Sword is an emerging power with many new gods under its command.

　　 The number of simple gods far exceeds the average protoss.

　　 Even if the four main war gods are united, they can barely match the number of Sword God Temple...

　　 But the Sword God Temple also has a huge disadvantage—

　　 The number of second-tier powerhouses such as dependents, **** warriors, and magicians, and the number of grassroots believers, are really too few.

　　Believers are the foundation of the powerful gods.

　　 The great protoss have accumulated countless years before they have today's "mass foundation".

　　 The Sword Temple rises too fast, and the method of Sword Xiaoyao breaks the convention and builds the Temple from top to bottom. Although it has the most gods, it is too late to cultivate believers, resulting in insufficient grassroots combat power.

　　 So it can't stand the consumption.

　　 In this kind of war, counterattack is unnecessary.

　　 "Aoki... actually fell."

　　 In the sky, the faces of the three main gods, including the Lord of Ore, showed an incredible color of astonishment.

　　 An existence at the same level as them quickly fell.

　　 This is a huge shock to them.

　　 Could it be that Jian Xiaoyao made the shot himself?

　　 "Can't wait any longer."

　　 The lord of the ore complexion was fierce, and he said decisively: "Forcing the sword to come out."

　　 He lifted his leg in the air and stepped towards the divine power barrier of the Sword God Temple below.

There was a huge rock foot between the sky and the earth. It fell from the sky and stepped fiercely on the eighteenth layer of divine power barrier. The barrier collapsed and the giant foot stepped on it all the way, bringing the 19th, 20th, and 20th The barrier of divine power is instantly crushed and turned into fragments...

　　 The terrifying power is like a flash flood.

　　 This kind of power of the main **** level is definitely not something new gods such as the five great dwarfs can resist.

"broken…"

　　 Qianlong realized that it was not good, but was unable to stop it. He could only watch the huge rock footprints, step on the barriers, and press down towards the ground, with a breath of death...

　　 Boom!

　　 A roar sounded.

　　 Twenty meters from the ground, a thin layer of light-colored light film appeared without warning. It seemed fragile like a bubble, but it blocked the footprint of the owner of the ore and guarded all the new gods under it...

　　 "Dream bubble?"

　　 The Ore Lord was startled, and a hint of surprise and dread appeared on his face, and said: "But the Lord God will take action? I don't know why the Lord will protect these rebellious new gods?"

　　 The power of this main god-level formation, the huge **** realm, can only be mastered by one person.

　　杳Lord God.

　　 Mysterious and lazy goddess.

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