Gate of God

"What if the deity doesn't eat?" While the figure was talking, the man also came to Qin Xian and stopped at a place only one step away from Qin Xian.

"Hahaha..." Qin laughed leisurely, looking at the figure under the shadow in front of her, and raised her right hand directly.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"..."

When Qin Xian's right hand was raised, the weapons in the hands of the surrounding demon and two-clan army were also raised, and a solemn killing echoed in the air.

"It seems that the deity doesn't seem to have a second choice?" The figure's eyes swept around and finally returned to Qin Xian.

However, compared with before, this time, his eyes fell on the seeds in Qin Xian's hands, and it seemed that he was thinking about something.

"Qiu Qi, the truth of the strong, you should understand." After Qin Xian finished speaking, he no longer waited for the figure to answer, and directly waved behind him: "Give tea to Master Mozun."

"Uh!"

Qin Xian's voice had not completely dropped, and even the demon soldiers behind him had no time to answer. The figure who had stood in front of Qin Xian moved.

Very sudden move.

Suddenly almost no friends...

Of course, it doesn't matter whether the figure has friends or not. The important thing is that Qin Xian also moved when he saw the figure.

Among the demons coming down, Qiu Qi is alien, and Qin Xian is also alien.

As an alien, Qin Xian naturally has an alien consciousness. Similarly, he also understands Qiu Qi's thoughts better than any other demon.

If you don't agree, you can start.

This does not seem to be too surprised, not to mention, the super devil Qiu Qi who is in front of him is still killing.

Qin retired very quickly.

The moment the figure rushed up, he withdrew a full five-step distance, and at the same time he stepped back, two huge vines rushed out of the ground.

The vines have thorns, and each thorn shines like gold and iron, and there is a faint blue light on the thorn tip.

Obviously, this is a stinger!

"Qiu Qi, if you want to do something with this deity, you are too tender..." Qin Xian's words stopped halfway through because he had blood-red eyes in front of him.

This eye is very close, as if it was close to his face, and in those blood-red eyes, there is a rotating blood sacrifice picture!

Eight different runes flashed on the blood sacrifice chart.

Moreover, the most important thing is that, in these eyes, there seems to be a terrifying sucking force constantly pulling him towards his eyes.

That kind of feeling is like being locked by chains all over the body.

"The strong is the respect!" A cold whistle sounded in the air, and then, a gray mist covered Qin Xian's body, including the two vines hitting behind.

All this happened too quickly, starting with the figure, then backing to Qin Xian, and finally, Qin Xian's body was wrapped in gray mist.

Everything is done in the blink of an eye.

There is simply no time for the surrounding demon and army to respond, and when the surrounding demon army reacts, everything has already begun.

"not good!"

"Master Demon Lord will react!"

"Take...take down!"

Normally, the demon army will not participate in the battle of the two powerful gods, but this time it is different, the attack is Qin Xian.

Yun Qingwu's next master!

So, how could the demon army just ignore it?

Even if he knew the danger, the demon army rushed up, madly rushing into the gray mist, and all the faces had the look of death.

However, the moment they stepped into the gray mist, they all stopped.

because……

They are already dead.

Each demon's body fell to the ground, like a withered tree. The spirit and flesh on the body were completely swallowed.

A terrifying scene.

At the same time, in the gray fog, a blood red light also lighted up, just like a blood moon in the world of death.

"No!!!" Qin Xian's unwilling voice sounded in the gray mist, because, he did not underestimate the enemy, not only did not underestimate the enemy, he had already prepared.

However, what he did not expect was that Qiu Qi would be so strong in front of him. In less than a month or two, it seemed like he had completely changed a demon.

Devoured by death!

This is Qiu Qi's ability, a terrifying ability that can devour any ability to supplement his own strength.

Qin Xian knew that Qiu Qi had this ability.

However, what he didn't know was that Qiu Qi still had a blood sacrifice figure powerful enough to transform any ability!

Death swallowed, blood sacrifice picture...

When these two terrifying abilities appear on a person at the same time, almost no one can guess how powerful they can be.

"Seed? Natural reverse growth... Yes, the deity accepted it!" The icy voice sounded again, and then, one hand was pressed over the top of Qin Xian's head.

At this moment, Qin Xian's eyes were dull.

Feet kneeled in front of the figure, two eyes filled with lifelessness, a pair of hands folded together like a prayer on the chest.

A weird scene.

What's even more weird is that Qin Xian's eyes are still looking up.

In his eyes, there was no figure in front of him, but there was a big white tree as white as snow. On that big tree, there was a green fruit solidifying.

"Click!" There was a crisp sound.

A crack appeared on Qin Xian's forehead, slowly cracking from the top of his forehead, passing through the green mark on his forehead, and continuing to his lips.

"Om!" The powerful Qi wave rushed out of Qin Xian's body frantically, but when he met the gray mist around him, he was quickly blocked.

Then, those qi waves poured into the body of the figure, as if only the body of the figure was the place where those qi waves could go.

I don't know how long it has passed.

Raging wind...

Finally stopped.

And Qin Xian's body fell to the ground at this time, but it was no longer a flesh and blood body. On that body, a rift was like a cobweb.

A gust of wind blew through, and the cracked dry corpses turned to dust.

"Hoo..." The figure slowly withdrew the extended palm at this time, and then seemed to exhale with relief.

The blood-red light faded gradually.

The gray mist was quickly recovered into the figure again.

A weird scene.

What's even more weird is that in the eyes of the figure, the blood sacrifice figure has disappeared, and the rest is an ancient tree with a few huge fruits on it.

However, a moment later, the looming ancient tree disappeared, and the eyes quickly returned to black again.

Calm and calm like the well water of ancient wells.

"Just now you heard it, the strong one is respected!" The figure slowly turned around, looking at the army of demons behind him who had completely stayed in place.

"..."

"This……"

"Dead, dead?!"

The demon army swallowed hard, and you looked at me one by one, and I looked at you. There were expressions of fear and shock in my eyes.

"The deity asked you, have you heard?" The figure spoke again.

"..."

"Listen, I heard it!" Finally, several demon army began to speak, while talking one by one, they could not help shaking.

"Well... The young Master Qin is idle, and the deity has beheaded him. From now on, the deity will personally lead you to fight against humanity, and will do its best to rescue the young master, you... understand Is it?" The figure nodded, his tone cold.

When the demon army heard this, they all looked at each other subconsciously again.

Put the young master in danger...

Kill Qin Xian!

Do your best to rescue the young master!

"Yes, coach!"

"Qiu Qi!"

"Qiu Qi, Qiu Qi!!"

"..."

This time, the demon army did not hesitate too much, and all of them knelt on the ground in a moment.

Hong Liang's voice echoed in the air. Compared with the time when Qin Xian led just now, the current demon army is obviously more morale, and the solemnity of the period of the light cloud dance command has been restored in each eye.

...

Blackstone Palace is a broken palace.

This point, Fang Zhengzhi knew long ago, so when entering the Blackstone Palace, he would also subconsciously think that he is likely to enter a ruin.

In fact, when he grabbed Yun Qingwu with one hand and rushed into Pingyang with one hand, he did indeed go through a path that was not too "expensive".

The reason why it is called small, it is really quite small!

At least, this path cannot accommodate three people walking side by side at the same time, and the most important thing is that the space of the road is too small.

This is small and small in the head space.

Fang Zhengzhi is a master who likes to walk with his chest up, although he runs very fast, but this does not affect his posture when walking.

And this preference...

After his head was knocked heavily, he was under the eaves and had to bow his head.

Fang Zhengzhi bowed his head, so in order not to let Yun Qingwu take the opportunity to slip away from his palm, he had to hold Yun Qingwu in his arms.

To his surprise, Yun Qingwu was surprisingly not struggling. Not only did he not struggle, but he also curled up deliberately.

It's just that one hand still touched Fang Zheng's chest.

For this little action, Founder did not care too much. After all, this is an instinctive behavior to avoid physical contact.

Fang Zhengzhi is not a person who likes to take advantage of small things.

Because, he will either not take it, and if he wants to take it, he must take a big bargain. A small bargain is meaningless and even disdainful.

"You... you go slower!" Pingyang's voice sounded behind Fang Zhengzheng. Because of being forcibly pulled, Pingyang couldn't clearly see what was in front of him, and could only follow Fang Zhengzheng tightly Behind him, naturally, he will inevitably hit something.

For example, the small sharp points that bulge from above the top of the head from time to time, and those on the ground, although not large, are still easily rubbed into the gravel of the feet.

"Okay, let's go slowly." Fang Zheng nodded straight, his feet slammed, and his body immediately slowed down.

Then, he felt a “pushing back” full of stickers on his back.

"Do you want to be so slow?"

"Okay, let's hurry up..."

"You are a little slower!"

"Punch!" Another "push back".

"faster!"

"slower!"

"..."

In a quick and slow scream, Fang Zhengzhi finally passed a long and difficult path hard, and then his vision gradually widened.

However, it was only a little bit wider.

In the Black Stone Palace, there is not much light, and, for some reason, Fang Zhengzhi's heart always has a strange and strange feeling.

"Wow... shameless... Senior Mengtian, do you... do you have a feeling of tiredness... feeling..." It was at this time that Pingyang's voice passed again.

"Tired?" Fang Zheng's thoughts moved.

Without Pingyang's reminder, he really didn't realize it too much, but Pingyang's words made him react at once.

Just tired!

This is a kind of abnormal fatigue!

Of course ~www.readwn.com~ This is not to say that Fang Zhengzhi's exercise with Pingyang was just too intense.

In fact, with Fang Zhengzheng's current strength, such a small-path exercise, even if it is done in one breath, there is no problem.

But the reality is...

He actually felt his footsteps were a little deep.

Is it gravity?

At this point, Fang Zhengzhen quickly denied that if it was only gravity, he should feel it right the first time he entered the Blackstone Palace.

There are weird!

Fang Zhengzhi was a little puzzled, but he didn't think much about it, because in front of him, there was a faint starlight shining.

Light?

This is undoubtedly a surprise to the world in the dark.

Fang Zhengzhi is not too pleasant, but he also understands that when he walks to the bright spot of light, he should really walk out of this long and narrow path.

"Ping...cough, that... Now the road is wide, you come with me, let's go faster!" Fang Zhengzhi subconsciously prepared to call Pingyang, but in the end he reacted.

"Well, good!" Pingyang nodded, and then quickly came to Fang Zhengzhi's side, looking at the front, suddenly excited: "Light, you see the starlight in front, it must be an exit! "

Obviously, when Pingyang saw the light, he had completely forgotten the "tired" just mentioned.

"Smart, let's go!" Fang Zhengzhi exaggerated casually, then, with one hand continued to hold Yun Qingwu, one hand directly pulled Pingyang and ran.

In less than a quarter of an hour...

The starlight disappeared without a trace.

In front of Fang Zhengzheng, there was a scene that he would never forget for life. This is a scene that should not exist in the world at all.

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