In the isolated city of Liaohai, the hesitant waves crashed on the desolate mudflats, splashing a helpless low throat. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe bright moon came from the sea and cast a light of mercy on the shore, but it could only illuminate the reality of brutal fighting.

In the manor by the sea, one after another obscure and unknown breaths are quietly dormant, they were originally hidden in all corners of the manor, but they are now concentrated in the front yard, but they are not in a hurry to appear, just tacitly give up the spacious space in the courtyard, and watch the battle that continues in the middle.

In the middle of the field, the shirtless heroic spirit was boredly dragging the red fiery spear, and the strange face covered with frost was slightly tilted up, as if looking down on the enemy hiding in the shadows, and the long black hair fluttered in front of the heart, like the brocade of the night. It was the third prince Nezha.

He seemed to be lazily pacing around the enemy, ignoring the two giant gods in front of him. A tall figure, a deer-headed human body, and a giant horn shaped like an ancient tree branch stood proudly, staring at the handsome and heroic spirit in front of him; The other is slightly small, but it is also beyond the scope of ordinary people, obviously giving birth to a fox head, but the face is vivid, the eyebrows and eyes are affectionate, and the gorgeous long tail behind him is even more charming in the moonlight, which makes people always want to look at it twice.

Even if you look at it, you will be pierced through the heart by the long horns of the deer-headed giant god.

The two giant gods were clearly standing there, but their figures were as erratic as phantoms, looming and unpredictable.

The tip of the spear dug deep into the dirt, scratching the ground with a boring mark that seemed to have no intention of breaking through the ground. At the moment when Nezha's shoulders relaxed and collapsed slightly, there was a wind in the dark night.

But it is not the summer wind that sends coolness, but the yin wind kills.

The scissor-like cold light broke through the air, but the next second it was nailed in the air. The lazy fire-tipped spear had long since sunk into the core of the sneak attacker, making the originally ghostly swallow-shaped giant god lose all vitality.

Changing his elbows and armpits, the deer-headed giant god didn't have time to think about it, and suddenly attacked with a long roar, and the sharp horns were like airtight steel forks, and they were also cold in the night, like a hundred refined steel. However, when it passed by the cold-faced fierce god, it found that the top of its head was light, and when it reached out to touch it, it could only touch the smooth broken corners of the incision.

Even so, it bought a moment of time for its companions in the shadows, and the three sharp claws silently pounced on Nezha's back heart, trying to pull out his heart containing divine power, the timing of this claw was just right, the spear was sweeping over the head of the deer-headed giant god, and it was completely too late to collect the recruitment, and it was absolutely impossible to defend against the sneak attack directly behind with only his back to the sneak attacker.

Sure enough, something had been caught in the claws of the crow-shaped giant god of Black Feather, but its face was as pale as paper.

It was a gold brick that weighed more than a mountain.

The spear swept like a half-moon, piercing its core with the sound of a whistling wind, ending its dream.

Looking at the only remaining fox-headed giant god in front of him expressionlessly, Nezha's gaze became more and more cold, allowing the other party to disappear into the night in fear. However, his face did not change for the better, but became more and more murderous.

"Kang Niu Lou ghost, Doujing Jiaokui, Kebi Shenzhen, Zhang Xin Biwei...... Are you trying to tell me that the Twenty-Eight Nakshatras are such ridiculous orcs?! There must be a limit to joking, you think you are the legendary Guangdian, the strongest orc race in the world?! Nezha laughed angrily, and his handsome face couldn't help but distort a little for a while.

Although he has always been known for his melee hand-to-hand combat, Nezha is also smart and lively by nature, and he is also quite sensitive to things around him, not to mention that the enemy has always been fighting in four people, and the characteristics of the animals are so obvious, and they all have the iconic divine brilliance on their bodies. The four giant gods that have just been killed are relatively special, their brilliance is extremely similar to the moonlight, if they are activated with all their strength, they can achieve the effect of stealth under the moon, and they can even be comparable to the advanced breath blocking skills. And the giant god who was defeated by Nezha before, some of his hands and feet were surrounded by sharp gangqi, cutting gold and jade, and cutting iron like mud; Some can control water and fire and control heat; Some can also control plants and trigger thunder.

Although it is a simplified version that has been infinitely weakened, the strange fluctuations on the bodies of these giant gods are undoubtedly the power of authority that the twenty-eight constellations should have, but now they have completely failed to reach the true level of authority. And the four giant gods who withdrew just now are the four righteous gods of the "Moon Division" in the twenty-eight constellations: Zhang Yuelu, Xinyue Fox, Wei Yueyan, and Bi Yuewu.

After killing several waves of giant gods and finally confirming his conjecture, Nezha was almost out of anger. Where is this god? Falling to this level is at most a crude imitation, not to mention threatening yourself, even a magician like Ying Da Paar can guarantee a one-on-one victory. But there is nothing wrong with the source of this power, who did such a ridiculous thing, and who knows so much about the twenty-eight constellations?

Nezha took a deep breath and let go of the restrictions on his perception, and for a moment, the giant gods hidden in the manor felt as if they had been swept by some kind of gaze, and there was nowhere to hide, and Nezha's face became even more ugly.

This staggering number is probably more than ten times that of twenty-eight...... Could it be ......

Some kind of ominous premonition drifted in Nezha's mind, gradually turned into a substance, and took shape in the space like water fluctuations in front of him, and walked into the manor.

Those were three "giant gods" that were completely different from before, both in size and appearance, they were completely different from those orc-like guys before, and only by noticing the strange power fluctuations in their bodies would they find that they were actually of the same kind.

Walking in the forefront, there is a dark troll, with a face like blue indigo, hair like cinnabar, a huge mouth and fangs, and holding a quaint giant axe full of aquatic plants. With every step he took, the manor seemed to shake, and the smell of the sea escaped from the dirt, which was uncomfortable. And around him, there seems to be some kind of unfortunate force rippling around, making people involuntarily want to keep their distance.

On the left behind him, a white-faced young man in a silver helmet and silver armor walked steadily behind his hands, holding a halberd horizontally in his hand, his grace and luxury were overflowing, and he had his own bearing between his gestures, but there was a faint arrogance between his eyebrows, showing a bit of yin and ruthlessness. What is interesting is that the silver armor is covered with fine patterns, dotted with stars, and it looks like dragon scales; The two scimitar branches on the silver helmet are staggered, isn't it a dragon's horn?

These two are ugly and handsome, tall and short, and they are already eye-catching, but if you have the heart, you can notice that their steps seem to be a little reluctant and eager, as if they are subconsciously avoiding the last person behind them.