The thick ink was smashed into the water, and a piece of carbon was exploded in the air, and the leaves of the vine were broken.

Qiu Bodeng came out of the cage, red-clothed and black-haired, with a hostile temperament, carrying Taiyi, who changed from a cold-blooded famous town mountain sword to a sinister sword.

A sharp and crisp cry.

A dark cloud rose from the thick smoke on the ground, approaching the wind, and caught Qiu Bo's lamp.

It's a grey bird!

It's not dead!

The gray bird spread its wings, carrying the Qiu Bo lantern over the raging fire, over the undulating low walls, beams and pillars on the crumbling eaves and mountain tops in the thick smoke, over the hundreds of thousands of people who sang congratulatory songs and bowed down, and passed over the continuous swaying. The silver light of the tree that came out rushed towards the place in the city where the fire was drawn from the sky.

East Third Street, Tieshenggou!

The blast furnace is like day.

God's blessing is not bless!

………………

Master Zhu held the red sword back, the tip of the sword pointed diagonally to the ground, and blood dripped into the black soil along the tip of the sword.

he is injured.

He made a mistake that was unbelievable for a man of his kind.

He was distracted during the fight.

When Qiu Bodeng jumped down from the sky, his pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had seen the worst nightmare that frightened him in an instant. He forgot that he was still fighting for life and death, and his right shoulder was pierced by the tip of the bronze halberd, leaving a ferocious wound.

The six-eyed, red-faced Martial God failed to seize the opportunity, so he ripped open his throat with a halberd.

Because the red-faced Valkyrie also made the same mistake.

The moment the Kuilong bracelet disintegrated, the god of war immediately turned his head to look in the direction of Zucheng, and a trace of extreme shock and subtle... fear appeared on Chitong Ruzao's face. The next moment, he directly gave up the battle with Master Zhu, pulled back the bronze halberd, and threw it at the figure falling from the air with all his strength.

The copper halberd was slashed by the long knife and hit the ground, creating a crack that was a hundred feet deep.

"impossible."

The red-faced Valkyrie took a step back, and he stepped out of a deep pit on the ground.

When he was just summoned by the Taoist priest Xuanqing, the statue of the god of war that was thrown into the sky as high as a hundred feet has now shrunk to about two feet. The figure is still tall and burly, wearing a tiger armor and a leopard crown. Ying, on the tiger armor on its shoulders is engraved with the ancient inscription "繴".

Even for the disciples of Xianmen, "Tianwaitian" is a mysterious place, otherwise Loujiang and the others will find something wrong. The gods that the monks descended from the heavens and the heavens were all called "the gods". This "Shangshen" is only relative to the city-protecting gods like Gu Zhu.

In fact, "Tianwaitian" itself is divided into the upper, middle and lower heavens. Usually, they are summoned by the monks of the human world. Only the gods of the lower heavens, the gods of the middle heavens occasionally do it, and the gods of the heavens basically ignore the people of the human world. ask.

The six-eyed red-faced Martial God is called "Zhu Mu". Is the real God of God.

"Did you see it?" Master Zhu asked lightly.

Zhi Mu didn't answer, his body was covered with golden light, and he was about to disperse this avatar.

"ban."

I wish the teacher a low drink.

The miasma fog suddenly froze.

Countless dead souls and wild ghosts in the fog were smashed by invisible power, and the space of ten kilometers was suddenly blocked by invisible power, and was cut and separated from heaven and earth.

The golden light flickered and flickered, and Shi Mu stood there with an ugly face.

"Oh it's you!"

Zhu Mu's six eyes stared at the person opposite him, both disgusted and extremely fearful, he squeezed out a voice from between his teeth.

"Teacher, witch, Luo."

The dim fire started from the hem of Xueqing Zhuyi's clothes and quickly ignited upwards. The color of the clothes where the fire burned became darker, like the ashes left after the fire died. "Master Zhu" held the red saber back and stood icy in the same place, his body was drawn up and tall, and the lines of his face lost all the softness of disguise, and became cold and sharp.

The last bit of fire flew from his shoulders, illuminating those silver-grey eyes in a flash.

"Does the Southern Border Wu clan want to be enemies with the heavens and the heavens?"

Shi Mu stepped back with his left foot, hugged his chest slightly, lowered his shoulders and dropped his elbows, and the brilliance of the bronze halberd in his hand was fully restrained. On the burly body, the tiger armor and the leopard crown all opened their blue eyes, as if a tiger and a leopard were housed on him, and his aura suddenly became savage.

"I swear."

The gunshot wound on Shi Wuluo's shoulder was bleeding on his black clothes.

The "ban" just now forcibly cut off the connection between a god and Tianwaitian, which was also a great burden for him. Under the sleeves, blood snakes crawled over the back of his pale hand, but his hand holding the knife was so strong, the blue veins were exposed, and the phalanges were like lone peaks and high ridges, as if the wound on the shoulder did not exist at all.

Murder is hidden in the silence.

Both sides knew that this was a never-ending battle, but Shi Mu's determination to fight to the death couldn't help but carry a bit of regret. If someone told him that he would meet Shi Wuluo, then he would not come to Zucheng to join in the fun, even if the true spirit of Wannian Yinzuo was likely to forge a rare treasure.

Treasures are good, but are they better than life?

Shi Wuluo...

He is a lunatic!

A lunatic who was born a thousand years ago, and even the oldest god in the sky doesn't know what he is!

But now, Shi Mu vaguely had a vague, terrifying guess.

... He seems to know why this madman has been killing and beheading for thousands of years and making countless enemies.

"One day, I will step on the 90,000-level step beyond the sky, smash all the bronze bells and cauldrons, and burn up all the rotten monuments and statues," Shi Wuluo's voice was very soft, as if he was just talking about a very small But there is some kind of deep hatred and killing intent in the air that is about to reach the critical line, "I owe everyone to him..."

Shi Mu suddenly had a terrifying intuition.