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Before the few mummies that had fallen on Wang Tu's side had yet to settle, Wang Tu's divine sense detected that the Great Array of Witch Gates below was still going on, and the speed of gathering souls was getting faster and faster, and several afterimages were gradually condensed.

"If you don't do it, aren't you delaying time and waiting for the other mummies to come back together?" Wang Tu said indifferently when he saw these mummies.

"Huaguo, you guessed right, we just want to wait for the return of many gods, and then destroy you together, what can you do?"

"Now surrounded by several of our gods, it's a pipe dream for you to escape!"

Just as these mummies were laughing wildly, Wang Tu responded awe-inspiringly: "Who said I was going to escape?"

"What?" the mummies were stunned.

Wang Tu stood in the air like this, his hands behind his back, and even the white mist beside him dispersed, without any intention of attacking or defending, as if he had already admitted defeat.

"Huaguo, now you know your fate, this is the end of challenging the many gods of my desert country!"

"Mortal, you'd better weigh your own weight and talk to me again!" Wang Tu snorted, although he had no intention of attacking and defending, he did not fall behind in momentum at all, even if he was a few enemies, he was calm.

"You're looking for death!"

A mummy was about to go up when it was stopped by another, more sedate mummy.

"Don't worry, he is Huaguo's agitation method, forcing us to do it, messing with ourselves, and then he will have another chance to escape, if he is allowed to return to Huaguo, we will all have a tricky point. ”

After the steady mummy finished speaking, the mummies who wanted to kill the royal disciples all calmed down, if the royal disciples were allowed to flee back to Huaguo, then I am afraid there would be no chance to kill him, after all, there are still Heavenly Master Dao garrisons in Huaguo.

Letting the king disciple go back is tantamount to letting the tiger return to the mountain, it is really because the talent of the king disciple is too terrifying, and he became a Baodan Heavenly Master at the age of seventeen, whether it is the gods of the past dynasties, or the person in charge of the Heavenly Master's Dao, there has never been such a demon.

"If you are allowed to grow up for another ten or eight years, maybe you can really be comparable to Zhang Tianshi, and then you will inevitably pose a threat to my desert country, so you will definitely die here today!"

With a roar, the scene came to a stalemate.

The green-robed wizards and warriors below all looked up at this battle between mortals and gods, and they refused to believe it, and they also had to admit that the king disciples had the ability to shake the gods, which was really amazing.

can smash all the souls, which shows how terrifying the wind blade of the king disciple is.

In the Great Array of the Witch Gate, it has been running without stopping, attracting souls from everywhere, and condensing several figures again.

"Mummies, kobolds, sphinxes, they're all coming together. Wang Tu looked at the figure under his feet and could immediately judge it.

"When the gods return, you should die too, Huaguo!" said a mummy.

"Yes, I think you're the ones who will die. Wang Tu smiled coldly.

Soon, the mummy, the kobold, and the sphinx, all stepped into the air, surrounded the king, and surrounded him.

Counting down, there are nine mummies, three kobolds and a sphinx, a total of thirteen gods, each of which is no less powerful than any martial arts magician, and they are all soul bodies, and their divine sense is extremely strong, if they attack together, they can even shock a heavenly master from thousands of miles away.

"Thirteen gods and spirits will attack you together, this is the glory of your life that you can be proud of!"

"Yes, it is also the glory of your life for thousands of years to see my magical powers!"

Seeing that all of them were here, the corners of his mouth hooked, and his feet slammed into the void, and a monstrous fire burst up, wrapping Wang Tu inside, and a flaming silver spear fell into Wang Tu's hands.

"What is this?"

When many gods saw this silver spear, they were all shocked.

Even with such a powerful soul as theirs, they couldn't directly fabricate the real thing in the void, especially the flame silver spear in the hands of the king, not only condensed into a thing, but the cold glow emitted on it could obviously show its power, which was absolutely extraordinary.

"Is this a supernatural power? With a gun as a supernatural power, are you a descendant of Hua Guoyue's family?" a mummy said in a psychic voice.

"If you are a descendant of the Yue family, then you will be strangled here!"

Many gods dispatched in an instant, and the wild sand of the Dao Dao was the first to surging in, when there was only one mummy before, the sand almost covered the sky, and now the thirteen gods worked together, and the desert of Continent F was almost half moved, and they all poured here, like a rushing river, but anyone who fell into it would die on the spot.

"Sand River!"

As soon as the words of many gods came out of their mouths, the ancient spells poured out and poured into the long river of wild sand, and the sand river immediately seemed to be psychic, and rushed towards the king, no less powerful than any hundred-year flood, the largest dam in the world, will be washed away by this sand river.

"Carving insect skills!

Wang Tu stepped forward, facing the crazy Sand River, but instead of retreating half a minute, he stared, and the silver spear in his hand burst out, stabbing straight forward, and it was on the Sand River.

"Hahaha! Stupid to the extreme! Attacking Shahe with a weapon doesn't have half a effect at all......"

Before the mummy could finish speaking, the sand river didn't have time to surge forward for half a minute, and it was directly broken by an invisible air current, and the entire main center of the sand river was pierced and cracked from the middle.

Without the center, the sand river is without a pillar, and no matter how those gods control it, it is too late to organize it again, and it will be scattered into a stream of sand and poured into the ground.

At the feet of the king's disciples were the wizards and warriors who participated in the major events of the Wumen, and the monstrous weight of sand was like the entire desert turning upside down, instantly covering the entire venue of the Wumen events.

The purple-robed and blue-robed wizards in the middle relied on a terrifying witchcraft power to break the sand flow, and did not let it break the formation, but the other green-robed wizards and weak martial artists were miserable, and in the face of this unknown tonnage of desert, they didn't even have a chance to escape, so they were directly buried alive.

At this moment, the Witchcraft Sect can be described as suffering heavy casualties, and thousands of people died in one fell swoop.

"Huaguoren! You dare to hit my Wumen so hard! I will definitely kill you today!"

For these gods, the wizards below are their people, and now that they have killed more than half of them because of a desert dump of the king's disciples, how can they not be resentful.

"I killed you!"

The flaming silver spear in the king's hand stood horizontally, and without waiting for many gods to take the lead, it burst out like a dragon and bombarded one of the mummies.

The mummy didn't have time to defend it, and his soul burst out, scattering into a mist of Dao Dao, floating in the air, and slowly converging.

"How can it be so strong?"

This group of gods were all shocked, before Wang Tu used hundreds of true dragon wind blades to smash a mummy, it was amazing enough, and now he even defeated a mummy with one shot, how terrifying is the strength?

"He is definitely not a Heavenly Master who has piled up treasures from heaven and earth, and he must be killed as soon as possible!"

As soon as the thoughts of many gods were cleared, they immediately pulled out and attacked, and the divine thoughts like waves hit together, almost crushing the king's disciples.

But how terrifying the king's soul consciousness was, he turned around and shot at the sweeping divine thoughts.

The shot seemed unpretentious, like a disciple who had just practiced spear.

But this shot was from the hand of Wang Tu, and the flame silver spear lightly penetrated a flame rainbow that penetrated the sky and the earth on the invisible wave of divine thoughts, and burned around the sky for a full few minutes, even if the soul touched, it was burned into green smoke.

Wang Tu held the silver spear horizontally, facing the embarrassed thirteen gods, still majestic.

"One person is hostile to the Thirteen Gods, is this guy a monster?"

Han Lao and many other purple-robed wizards looked at the air, only to feel that their hearts were like waves.

"Hmph, that shot is so powerful that it can break the wave of divine thoughts joined by the thirteen gods, but how many more shots can you swing?"

A mummy immediately found that Wang Tu's face was slightly pale, and the shot just now really cost Wang Tu a lot of strength, and it may not be easy to shoot a second shot in a short time.

When the king heard the mummy say this, he breathed a sigh of relief and dispersed the silver spear in his hand.

"Hahaha! Without that supernatural power, what are you going to do against us!"

When many gods saw this scene, their spirits suddenly swelled, enveloping the sky, as if they were about to break the king's corpse into thousands of pieces in the next moment.

The king's eyes were lowered, and he suddenly smiled.

"Kiss, I'm tired of waiting. ”

"What?" the gods were stunned when they heard the name.

Wang Tu put his hand into his pocket, slowly took out a scroll, and shouted violently at the many gods.

"God List, now!"

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