Haisha put away the "Nine Phoenix Soul Splitting Spear" and killed in surprise: "This ...... What the hell is going on? Where did these ghost soldiers come from? ”

Seven Kills "Hehe" smiled: "I'm afraid I have to ask my brother about this, he can always do things that others can't think of." ”

Haisha's gaze fell on the divine axe in the Seven Killers' hands, and she said in surprise: "'Haotian Axe'? How is it in your hands? ”

Seven Kills said proudly: "My brother gave it to me just now, saying that this blade fits in my hand!" Of course, he knew that the "Haotian Axe" was an artifact of the "Atlantis" clan, and he wanted to keep it, but the weight was not enough, so he simply put the responsibility on Fu Chenxue.

Haisha thought about it: "Eight thousand years ago, the 'Haotian Axe' was lost from the Protoss, and now that it has fallen into your hands, it means that it is related to you, so you can keep it, I hope you treat it well!" ”

Seven Kills was overjoyed: "Sister Holy Maiden, don't worry, from now on, it will always be with me, I am in it, I will cherish it as much as I love my own eyes!" ”

I have to say that Seven Kills is very slippery now, with a sweet mouth, and can observe words and feelings, a sentence of "Holy Sister" made Haisha's heart warm, Haisha is not a person whose feelings are easy to expose, nodded towards Seven Kills, put away the gun and walked silently to his people. This battle was extremely tragic, less than 2,000 of the tens of thousands of gods warriors are still alive, and more than eighty percent of the casualties are dead.

Seven Kills was very happy in his heart, he knew that as long as Haisha was dealt with, it would almost be a foregone conclusion that the "Haotian Axe" would remain in his hands, and who of the "Atlanteans" people, including the High Priest Meng Feis, would dare to oppose the opinion of the "Holy Maiden"? He had seen the strength of Haisha in the "temple", which did not even give the face of the "high priest".

The killing sound on the ancient battlefield shook the sky, and the ghost army divided and surrounded the demon clan, gradually compressing it to a few points, and then launched a general attack to divide and annihilate it.

Fu Chenxue saw that the bone dragons were useless, so she asked them to return to the bronze giant coffin and continue to pull the coffin. He withdrew the dragon soul of the divine dragon, quietly walked to the side of Hua Qianxun, and whispered: "Painting sect master, don't kill all those demons, leave me a few, I can use them!" ”

Painting Chihiro glared at him fiercely and said coldly, "Why should I listen to you?" ”

Fu Chenxue rubbed her nose and said with a smile: "Aren't we a family?" What does it matter who you listen to? ”

Painting Chihiro was so ashamed that her face flushed: "You are shameless...... Who is the family with you? Having said that, she was afraid that Fu Chenxue would be entangled again, so she hurriedly issued an order to let the ghost soldiers leave a group of demon captives.

Fu Chenxue laughed, Seven Kills ran over, looked at the red-faced painting Qianhiro, and smiled maliciously: "Brother, did you take the little ghost woman who painted Qianhiro?" ”

Painting Qianxun heard this, and when he landed, the willow eyebrows were upside down, and "choking" pulled out the "hating hook" and was going to kill seven kills. Fu Chenxue's eyes were quick, she grabbed her wrist, and said with a smile: "Seven Killings is straightforward, he is just joking with you, don't be angry!" ”

"Bastard...... You let go of me! "Painting Chihiro is shy and anxious, I really don't know if this bad blank is unintentional or intentional, so that others are more misunderstood? Damn, can you think about it for me?

Seven Kills has taught Chihiro how to draw a thousand hiro, and knows that this woman is not easy to mess with, so he quickly flashes people. He "Golden Ghost King" and "Silver Ghost King" stood nearby sneakily, laughing and said: "Old gold, old silver, you two old ghosts are not dead, your life is quite big!" ”

The "Golden Ghost King" and the "Silver Ghost King" rolled their eyes, how could this little rabbit cub speak? Do you have to die to be happy? The "Golden Ghost King" snorted angrily: "You said that our brothers are all ghosts, where can we die if we die?" ”

Seven Kills walked over and patted the golden skeleton of the "Golden Ghost King", and said with a smile: "Comrade Lao Jin, your figure is really skinny, I think you are a waste in the 'Ghost King Sect', and there is no place for heroes." Mix with me in the future, now women in the world like skinny men, this is a great business opportunity, I will contribute funds, you and Lao Yin will hold a 'skinny training class', show up to say, and get a few 'slimming cheats', it will be difficult to get rich when the time comes...... Hey, I'm not done yet, what are you running? ”

How dare the "Golden Ghost King" and the "Silver Ghost King" stay? People practice the "Skeleton Dao", three hundred years into the skeleton real body, stronger than steel, not bad, if you don't even have a sense of bones, you can't be hit headlong to death? Is this bastard deliberately shabby? Homosexuals? Who the is "gay" with you?

Seeing that there was no longer any suspense in the battle, Haisha gathered her people and prepared to clean up the battlefield. The high priest Meng Fei ran over with the iron egg, and as soon as he arrived, Meng Fei Si knelt down towards Fu Chenxue, raised his forehead with both hands, and was so excited that the old man burst into tears: "Great Elder...... I didn't expect you to be the 'Pangu God' resurrection, my god clan is expected to revive, and the common people have eyes......"

Fu Chenxue hurriedly picked up Meng Feis: "High Priest, I'm just a mortal, not a 'Pangu Great God', I'm afraid you have the wrong person." ”

Monphes excitedly said, "No, I'm not mistaken! At the beginning, the 'Pangu God' died in battle, the starry sky shattered, the gods were devastated, the Nine Dragons chariot did not know where to go, and the 'Pangu Axe' also came to a curtain call with the gods, countless thousands of years have passed, generation after generation of gods wandered in the cold and dark starry sky, hoping that the 'Pangu Axe' will return with the gods to rebuild the ancient road of the starry sky, and the light of the kingdom of God will once again shine on all races...... Believe in the 'Pangu Axe', it has found you, you are the 'Pangu God'! ”

Fu Chenxue smiled bitterly, debating these illusory things with the "high priest" of the Protoss, he asked himself if he was an opponent, at the beginning Qingluan said that he was the purple night of the "Phoenix Clan", and now Meng Feisi said that he was the "Pangu Great God", only he knows - he is Fu Chenxue, a "pseudo-hipster" who likes freedom and likes beautiful women and refuses to be satisfied with the status quo, of course, you can say that it is also okay to be a "pseudo-Wenqing", and it has nothing to do with saving world peace.

At the end of the battle, in addition to the more than 100 captured demons, tens of thousands of demons were all killed, their corpses were resting, bleeding and drifting, and broken swords could be seen everywhere.

Painting Qianxun gave an order, and hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers retreated cleanly in an instant, along with the corpses of tens of thousands of demons, all disappeared, leaving behind an ancient battlefield full of broken swords and bloodstains.

The bodies of thousands of Protoss warriors were piled up into a nine-story tower, Haisha and the High Priest prayed in front of the "tower", and the living Protoss warriors knelt on the ground, without tears or sorrow, and they cut their arms with knives and let the blood drip on the altar in front of the "tower" - never leave, life and death go hand in hand, my blood is with your soul forever.