Although I admired this kind of integrity in my heart, no one would stop this doomed result. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This is fulfillment and recognition. Although it seems cruel, it is not without reason.

Zhang Qing naturally saw the whole process inside, to be honest, he still admires such integrity, but he won't keep his hands when he should start.

"Kill!" With a cold snort, the Yin soldier who was standing quietly on the side suddenly moved.

Armed with a spear and clad in strong armor. This time, the strength of the Yin Soldiers has improved compared to before, and it is naturally more than enough to deal with the miscellaneous goods like the Yin Soul of the Ya Servants.

"Kill!" Holding all kinds of weapons, the ghosts of the servants swarmed up, without the slightest rule.

Unlike them, although the Yin soldiers had an absolute advantage, they still lined up in several rows one by one, facing the Yin Soul who rushed up to the service, and raised the spears in their hands.

"Puff puff!" A muffled sound sounded, and I saw a spear like lightning, stabbing out quickly, and quickly retracting.

The head of the official Yin Spirit, although he is extremely brave, but it is difficult to hide the gap in strength.

He took the lead, rushed over with a muffled voice with his weapon, and saw a few cold spots in front of him continue to expand. Before he had a chance to react, several spears plunged into his body at the same time.

Ever since he had gained a new life, the pain had left him, and until now, when the spear pierced, the long-lost pain reappeared.

This is a pain that originates from the soul, and it is not something that ordinary people can bear. But before he could scream, a wave of cold power exploded on him.

"Click! Click! Click! Click! ”

In the blink of an eye, a layer of frost appeared on the surface of his body, and then he lost consciousness.

This terrifying scene is a scene where even the body of the Yin Soul is frozen.

"Whoa!" The spear was drawn from him like ice shattering.

The faces of the so-called heroes are still faintly visible in the broken ice, and more so-called warriors have crashed into the spears one by one.

In just a few breaths, there were only a dozen or so Yin Spirits, for the Yin soldiers summoned by Zhang Qing, they were not even hors d'oeuvres, and they were wiped out in an instant.

However, such a result has long been expected by the gods outside the door, and if they can kill the existence of the gods, how can they be easily injured by a few pawns?

So he regained his indifferent and majestic face Chenghuang, and the trace of admiration on his face had long been lost to him, at this time he just waved his hand without emotion and said, "Up!"

Although there is not much restraint between each other, the principle that the strong are respected is still universal, and every god has made a choice as soon as they grit their teeth.

"Kill!" It was much better to lose the Yin soldiers than to risk them yourself, and immediately every god gave an order to the Yin soldiers under his command.

At the sound of an order, the thousands of Yin soldiers surrounding the county government became active in an instant, and launched an attack on the county office.

Compared to the Yin soldiers summoned by Zhang Qing, the strength of these rabble is uneven, although they have the blessing of divine power and willingness, but they are still a lot worse than Zhang Qing's Yin soldiers.

However, just as human beings have become the primates of all things by virtue of their spiritual intelligence, the gap between the existence and the absence of intelligence is very large.

Just like at this time, although the strength is a cut above the opponent, the Yin soldiers summoned by Zhang Qing only know how to combine simple attacks.

On the contrary, although the strength of the local Shinto Yin soldiers was a little lower, they were all shrouded in divine light, and they even faintly formed a formation, colluding with each other to move forward.

"Kill!" The divine light on the Shinto Yin soldiers was connected, and they fiercely surrounded the Yin soldiers under Zhang Qing, and the blades in their hands followed.

There is no fear in summoning a Yin soldier without intelligence, even if he is surrounded by a heavy surrounding.

They raised their spears and stepped forward directly to the attack.

"Bell, bell!"

Some of the Shinto Yin soldiers blocked the summoned Yin soldiers, and some took the opportunity to step forward to find a gap to attack.

Under the blessing of layer by layer, the attack of summoning the Yin Soldiers was actually blocked, and although the intercepted Shinto Yin Soldiers were hit by the huge force on their weapons and retreated, they were still blocked after all.

Some people were repulsed, and the other Shinto Yin soldiers didn't care, but immediately someone else filled in the empty space and continued the next attack.

And those Shinto Yin soldiers who took the opportunity to attack forced the summoned Yin soldiers to intervene to block them, so that the next rhythm was completely disrupted.

It was only one or two battles, and although the summoned Yin soldiers did not lose, but the Shinto Yin soldiers were injured a few, Zhang Qing's face had changed.

It is impossible for the summoned Yin soldiers to defeat the enemy, Zhang Qing had no intention of doing so at the beginning, but he never thought that it was the current situation anyway.

"Underestimate the enemy," Zhang Qing quickly realized his mistake, a long history of the Middle Thousand World, even if it is only the kind that is at the bottom of the Middle Thousand World, cannot be ignored.

Maybe Zhang Qing still has many shortcomings, but he will definitely have the courage to admit his mistakes.

So realizing that he had underestimated the enemy, Zhang Qing immediately summoned the Demon Slashing Flying Sword.

"Zheng ......"

With a flick of his fingers on the sword, he made a melodious and crisp sound, and Zhang Qing adjusted his mentality.

"Old man, let the guys in this world see how good you are, go!" whispered softly in his mouth, Zhang Qing seemed to be talking to the demon slayer, and he was proclaiming his will, but the momentum on his body became fierce.

Zhang Qing is not the former Wuxia Ameng, who controls the rise and fall of countless living beings, rules a large number of monks and gods, and has experienced a lot of killings, and now he is already a strong man, both in terms of strength and mentality.

Bai Gongju looked at Zhang Qing's changes in surprise, to be honest, today's changes exceeded what he had encountered in his life, for a smart person like him, this kind of thing beyond his grasp was the most hateful.

As if he had changed a person, Zhang Qing, who had not yet shown himself just now, was full of murderous intent all over his body at this time, surging mana was surging and surging with him, and a huge sense of oppression spread around him.

"I am Qing Yunzi, a Heavenly Court Daoist, and I will teach you all the tricks today." At this time, Zhang Qing's voice lost its previous flatness, but that confidence and arrogance were easily felt by everyone.

Shinto is supreme, and the gods are supreme. This is the eternal truth of this world, so even if you feel Zhang Qing's strength, but this kind of almost provocative behavior, who can endure it among the gods present?

"Arrogance!"

"Ignorance!"

"Bold!"

A few angry shouts scolded Zhang Qing as soon as he appeared, and several gods standing on the side were ready to do it in an instant.

"Boom!" With one step, a powerful power fluctuation also rose from the body of the City God.

"Mortal," there was no trace of fluctuation in his eyes, he just looked at Zhang Qing flatly, as if looking down on an ant, and the arrogance in his tone was unmistakable: "You are very strong, I have never seen such a powerful spiritual cultivation."

Although he seemed to be complimenting, there was a faint disdain in his tone, and the same was true when he looked at Zhang Qing's eyes.

Sure enough, I heard him suddenly raise his voice, as if he was roaring: "However, you must know that the gap between man and God cannot be bridged. I don't care what happens to you, now you're just an ant. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and shook Zhang Qing gently, as if he wanted to pinch him to death.

A divine power in the air invisibly pressed over, as if it really wanted to pinch itself to death. With this alone, Zhang Qing admitted that the strength of this city god far surpassed that of Yashen, and the two were not of the same grade at all.

"But you want to kill me just by that amount?" Zhang Qing whispered disdainfully, and then just agitated with mana.

"Bang!" There was a boom in the air, and the city god's shot was cracked in an instant.

A smile hung on the corner of Zhang Qing's mouth, and under the cold slaughter on his face, he looked a little disobedient, and then he saw him raise his head and say to the gods not far away: "I can't kill ants all the time, what are you, a bed bug or a shell?"

Shot to no avail, provoked by the ants in the eyes, and compared with the shell, how can this insult make the self-proclaimed noble god endure?

"Ah......h I will drain your soul and whip it for a hundred years. As if he was swearing, the majesty on the face of the god of the city god was completely gone, and his face was full of iron.