A Demon’s Path

With two "buzzing" sounds, two amethyst lightsabers condensed from the arms of the pink killing god again, and they slashed towards Lan Ya's black chariot.

There was a crisp sound of "bang", and the black chariot exploded with a bang under the furious slash of the pink killing god's amethyst lightsaber.

This violent explosion even shattered Pink Killing God.

Lan Ya's attack this time was actually with the idea of ​​dying with Zou Wei!

"Zou Wei!" Seeing the black chariot dragging the pink killing god together and exploding into countless fragments, and when the two chariots collided with a raging fire, Ling Xiao couldn't help but roar.

For some reason, Ling Xiao felt a dull pain in his heart.

He originally thought that he didn't like Zou Wei, and Zou Wei was always by his side because of helplessness.

But it wasn't until Zou Wei's figure disappeared into the sea of ​​flames that Ling Xiao realized that Zou Wei's figure was already in her heart.

"Zou Wei..." Ling Xiao felt pain in his heart, as if someone had stabbed his heart one after another. He wanted to shed tears, but found that he couldn't shed tears.

Did this woman who had been pestering her to marry her really just die like this?

Huh—a figure jumped out of the sea of ​​flames, its charred body looked like a charred log.

"She's still alive!" Ling Xiao was overjoyed at first, as long as Zou Wei was alive, no matter how ugly she was burned, he could find a way to restore her appearance.

However, it was Lan Ya's sharp and hoarse laughter that came out from the black shadow, and Ling Xiao's heart completely cooled down.

"Haha, hahaha..." Lan Ya laughed with a laugh that was worse than crying: "Ling Xiao, I finally killed your woman and took a funeral with you, haha!"

Ling Xiao gritted her teeth, wishing she could rush in and split that ugly woman in half with one knife.

"Want to kill me? It's not that easy!" Another figure jumped out of the sea of ​​flames, that voice, who else could it be if it wasn't Zou Wei?

Ling Xiao, who was extremely angry at first, cheered up all of a sudden, and couldn't help but tremble: "She's still alive!"

Zou Wei is not only alive, but also alive and well. Beyond her body, a gleaming, flap-thin silver armor shielded her from the fire.

Ling Xiao heaved a long sigh of relief, he had forgotten that Zou Wei was a moving treasure pavilion, how could she not have one or two treasures for self-defense?

It was Lan Ya, that silly woman, who foolishly dragged Zou Wei to die together, but in the end she was burned to black charcoal, and Zou Wei was fine.

"Wow——" Lan Ya was furious, holding a blasting thunderbolt with one hand and throwing it forward, intending to use this thunderbolt to blow up Zou Wei to death.

Zou Wei had sharp eyes and quick hands, and threw a defensive soul shield towards the thunder at the same time.

With a buzzing sound, the thunder hit the defensive soul power shield, and the soul power shield emitted a layer of soft and transparent light, which bounced back the blasting thunder.

"Ah—" Lan Ya screamed, and the thunder exploded at the same time, and a small mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

Boom—Lan Ya's body turned into dust in the flames along with the mushroom cloud.

Not long after Lan Ya's death, the Tower of Gods and Demons mecha troops in that battlefield were also wiped out.

In this battle, Zou Wei finally won with her personal ability and her extremely slight advantage on the battlefield.

The battle with the priest had ended three days ago with the priest already returning to the mountain. Ling Xiao took a look at Luo Huixin who had walked out of the isolation formation and was dazed there, and turned her attention to Priest Geng. battlefield.

The two big guys Xiong Xiao and Lu Wu led the soldiers of the Qinglantian Alliance to fight hard. They fought against each other for three days, and finally surrounded the Geng priest who looked like a slave.

No way, Priest Geng is not made to lead troops into battle. Even though he arranged his formation into an iron barrel formation, he also reduced his morale to the lowest level at the same time.

The fighters in the tower of gods and demons were only fighting with their survival instincts, and being able to last for three days was already a very good result.

Priest Geng looked at the few thousand people around him facing the opponent's army of more than 300,000, and suddenly laughed strangely as if he had lost his mind: "Haha...haha... the great Lord of Soul, treat us as Throw it away like garbage, is this your greatness?"

Xiong Xiao didn't care what the neurotic priest was saying, he waved his hand and shouted: "Brothers, kill them!"

swipe swipe...

More than 300,000 soldiers of the Qinglantian Alliance threw out their long spears with soul power, and the densely packed long spears slapped plantains like torrential rain, and fell on those thousands of people crazily.

Boom boom boom...

When the spear landed on the ground in that small area, clusters of purple light exploded, bringing out clusters of bright blood-red color...

Priest Tangtang Geng ended up in the same fate as his predecessor, Priest Wu, being shot to death by random guns.

"Well, it's finally over. I, Lao Xiao, have never killed so much, haha!" Xiong Xiao, who was covered in blood, couldn't help laughing out loud, causing the surviving Qinglantian Alliance soldiers to also laugh out loud.

They laugh not because they are happy, but because they want to let off steam!

For three days, hundreds of thousands of their comrades died, but they survived. This strange mood of depression was brought up by Xiong Xiao's laughter, making the whole battlefield filled with howling laughter, which was worse than crying.

On the next battlefield, the battle between Priest Xin Luoting and Zhulong is also coming to an end.

For some reason, the power of the prayer sword in Xin Luoting's hand suddenly became much weaker. Her strength was already weaker than Candle Dragon's, but the Prayer Sword suddenly lost most of its strength, which caught her off guard, and Zhulong's paw slapped on the Prayer Sword, sending her flying several times with both her body and sword. 100 meters away.

"Wow—" Xin Luoting spurted blood wildly, and her body flew in the direction of Zhu Xiaolu involuntarily.

Seeing the opportunity, Zhu Xiaolu flew into the sky, and the eight spines on her back lit up at the same time, stabbing towards Xin Luoting.

If the eight thorns were accurate, the beautiful and glamorous Priest Xin would turn into an ugly corpse with eight blood holes on his body.

If conditions permit, Priest Xin will naturally not let himself die so ugly.

Sensing the enemy's attack, Xin Luoting hastily wrapped her body tightly with her soul power, blocking Zhu Xiaolu's big foot spur.

hum!

The eight big thorns were blocked by the purple soul power outside Xin Luoting's body, unable to move forward, hanging there trembling non-stop.

In this way, Xin Luoting finally stopped the flying momentum of being shot by the candle dragon, and allowed herself to stand up in the air again.

"You ugly spider, how dare you lay hands on me?" Every white-robed priest is so proud, especially a white-robed priest like Xin Luoting who combines beauty and strength.

In her eyes, Zhu Xiaolu is an extremely ugly spider. It is unforgivable that such an ugly thing dares to plot against him!

"Die!" Even though she was seriously injured by Zhulong's claw just now, Xin Luoting still had enough strength to deal with Zhu Xiaolu.

She swung the sword of prayer, and was about to mobilize her soul power to kill Zhu Xiaolu on the spot, when suddenly a strange force in her body flowed through her body along with her soul power, causing her blood to cool down sharply!

"Damn...die..." Xin Luoting's face turned green, and the hand holding the sword just stopped in mid-air, unable to fall down: "Poison..."

"Dead?" Zhu Xiaolu looked at Xin Luoting faintly: "I think you are the one who died."

The eight spines on Zhu Xiaolu's back were wriggling, making people feel extremely eerie.

Xin Luoting stared straight at the eight thorns, and her beautiful face showed the horror in her heart.

"I don't like people calling me ugly. I will make you uglier than a spider." After saying that, the eight spines on Zhu Xiaolu's back pierced out quickly.

Puchi puchi...

Xin Luoting's graceful and tender body was pierced by eight sharp feet, and blood sprayed out from the eight wounds!

"Sure enough, it's a woman who can be cruel!" Seeing the beautiful Xin Luoting being stabbed so badly by Zhu Xiaolu, Ling Xiao sighed in her heart: "Only this female spider can be so cruel, ahem..."

Priest Gui and his mount, the three-headed flying dragon, fought against Pixiu for three days. Whether Priest Gui could bear it or not, the three-headed flying dragon couldn't hold on anymore.

Although the three-headed flying dragon is also a descendant of the divine beast, it still has a certain gap compared with the real divine beast.

Being able to withstand Paixiu's attack for such a long time, this three-headed flying dragon is considered very strong.

Priest Gui knew that if he dragged on like this, he would die, so he immediately felt ruthless: "You want to kill me? I'll let you bleed first! Understand the divine way!"

Under Pixiu's powerful attack, Priest Gui finally displayed his strongest skill!

Priest Gui's body suddenly emitted a golden light, making him look extremely holy.

As soon as this light appeared, the entire sky seemed to be covered with a layer of golden soft veil. The air within a radius of ten thousand miles became dense, and the temperature rose sharply!

"It's so strong!" All the remaining fighters sensed this powerful force, stopped involuntarily, and looked up at the sky.

Now is the time to decide the outcome, the battle below them is no longer the decisive factor, the battle above is.

The Pixiu was surrounded by golden light and disappeared.

Even so, the golden-armored warrior in the Tower of Gods and Demons no longer had any hope in his heart. They know that this immediate advantage is only short-lived.

Sure enough, the Pixiu's sharp voice came out from the golden light: "With this level of strength, how dare you come out to make a fool of yourself?! Die!"

"Papa papa..."

There was a rapid sound of slapping the flesh in the golden light, no one could see what happened inside, but everyone could hear Priest Gui's heart-piercing scream: "Ah——!! !"