"Li Bai..."

The smiling face squinted his eyes, and the depths of his pupils were full of solemnity.

"The God of Fire, the God of Thunder, and the Immortal Poetry, are these what you rely on to overcome the enemy's ranks? Humph?"

His eyes were slightly cold, and he stepped with his right foot,

The ground shook violently, and all the underground pipes exploded. The vast water flow burst out of the ground like a vast ocean, turning into a huge wave behind it.

The black threads above the huge waves are like mist, swirling and changing,

While rolling, loud noises came from the big waves, roaring to the sky and the earth, like a whale opening its mouth or a turtle leaping, with majestic and illusory momentum.

"Must kill!"

The smiling face is ferocious, the canthus of the eye is about to burst, and the mouth is screaming loudly,

The terrifying huge wave leaped over the head, and Yun Chui Haili's momentum and power moved towards the person on the opposite side to kill,

"Huh~"

Slightly raising the mask and pulling down the face mask, Qin Guanqi spat out, and three lines of turbid air emerged from his mouth.

A thunder roared, a flame burned, and a god came in person,

He stretched out his hand and held it in the air, and the three turbid qi turned into a ball.

Purple, red and blue and white colors blend with each other and converge on the fingertips.

With a flick of the finger,

The three-color energy burst out,

In an instant, a sea of ​​orange fire lit up the sky, illuminating the trees, flowers and plants on the ground red.

The scorching heat is coming, and the billboards on the wall have melted.

The dry leaves are also ignited by the flames,

boom! ! !

Thunder rolled across the nine heavens, and purple divine thunder fell from the sky, covering the entire battlefield.

One after another divine thunder pierced the void, emitting thunderous light, adding patches of purple sea to the orange color.

The thunder struck the tree, and the trunk broke directly and fell towards the ground.

The green and white color carries the spirit of swordsmanship and poetry,

Countless rays of light appeared from the space, and the magnificent water of the Yellow River came from the sky.

Above the nine-sky void, there is a faint green mountain and a lonely pavilion.

The earth shattered, rocks penetrated the sky, and the whole space seemed extremely chaotic.

The power of the three-color divine power collided with the power of the evil god,

The space is shattered, everything is extinguished, and the entire sky becomes dimmer.

A violent explosion of force came from the focal point, and the residual power of the two spread to the surroundings.

The terrifying force that swallowed up the mountains and rivers swept over,

"puff!"

Qin Guanqi frowned, and just as he stretched out his right hand to block, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His body was swept away by this force and fell hard to the ground. The nanosuit on his body was directly shattered and torn apart by this strong force.

His brows are furrowed and his face is distorted,

There was a sharp pain all over my body, and I struggled to get up.

His right arm has been torn apart by the powerful residual power and is trembling slightly.

Hot blood flows from the muscles, thick and scarlet,

After the weather calms down and the smoke subsides,

On the broken battlefield, the figure of the opponent has long disappeared.

"Run away?"

His brows were slightly furrowed, his expression was tense, and he looked around with sharp eyes. The nanosuit once again covered his figure, blocking his scarred body.

Start repairing the wounds on the body,

In a deep and dark alley in the university town, the stench wafting from the trash cans pungent in the air.

The ground suddenly cracked, and a smiling face covered in blood escaped from it.

He took off his smiling face mask and threw it on the ground.

"Well!"

Holding on to the wall, vomiting blood from his mouth,

His face was twisted into a ball, and his expression was filled with pain.

He supported his body and slowly sat against the wall. The clothes on his body were all broken, revealing the hideous wounds and flesh inside.

The chest rises and falls erratically, with horrifying white bones exposed from it.

You can feel the coldness and chill in your body with every breath you take. Every breath you take is a kind of luxury.

The last blow between the two made his face change drastically. If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have died this time.

That man's strength far exceeded his imagination. He was the strongest person he had ever encountered in Suhang.

He raised his weak arm, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and made a trembling call.

"Hey...come and save me, I'm about to die, I'm now..."

Put down the phone, close your eyes, and endure the pain in your body,

After a while, a small dot in the sky became bigger and bigger, flying quickly from the horizon.

Her crying face fell to the ground and she looked at him with a frown on her face.

"Are you okay? Who did you meet? How did you get hurt like this?"

The smiling face frowned and did not answer his message. Instead, he slowly extended his right hand with weak and serious eyes.

Pointing at his mask, he wrinkled slightly and said,

"Take off your mask. I'm not dead. You're looking at me like you're mourning. It's so ugly."

"...."

The crying face moved his mouth, feeling a little speechless, and took his mask in his hand.

Under the mask is a face similar in age to Smiley Face.

Both of them are in their twenties. After reaching this time period, there is a faint scarlet color in the depths of their pupils.

Taking the mask that the other party had thrown on the ground in his hand,

"Come, I'll take you back."

"Slow down, slow down."

The smiley face frowned, and every time the body moved, a heartbreaking pain would be felt.

With each other's support, the two slowly entered the sewer deep in the alley.

"Who beat you like this?"

Hearing what the other party said, his smiling face suddenly turned red.

A sense of shame arose in my heart,

In the same realm, no one in Suzhou and Hangzhou can match the three of them.

But now he was beaten by a tomb keeper who suddenly appeared and was at the fourth level of Xiaoyao.

Suddenly, he felt so ashamed.

His face sank, and his tone was full of solemnity.

"A tomb keeper whose strength is equal to mine."

"Equal to yours?"

Crying Face frowned and said in surprise,

"Is it another newcomer? I remember that we have no opponents in Suzhou and Hangzhou at this level, right?"

"Two months ago, the two tomb keepers with swords also suffered at our hands."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. I'll go and teach him a lesson for you tomorrow night."

"No."

Smiling Face's face gradually turned cold, and he continued,

"Go back and ask Ghost Hand to treat me. After a few days, when my injury is healed, I will go with you. I want to break his neck with my own hands!"

Mi His eyes were squinting, his tone was cold, and there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

The scarlet in the depths of his pupils became more intense.

In this dark sewer, there was a cold light, and even the mice hiding around were trembling slightly, and stopped eating the food in their hands.

Qin Guanqi sat under the tree, enduring the pain in his right arm, and contacted Yunxiang's communication information.

"Hello... Hello, can you come over to help me? I was injured just now."

"Okay, wait for me, I'll be there soon after I finish this. "

There was silence in the headset, and the other party had turned off the communication.

Opening his eyes, pricked up his ears, paying attention to the situation around him,

Suddenly, the space not far in front of him was wrinkled,

There were lines like water waves,

Tuttttt~

Tutttt~

The strange sound of horse hooves came from it and slowly entered his ears,

......

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