"Ahem......"

Song An's eyes froze, and he suddenly coughed violently, his face turned much paler, he sensed the gap between friend and foe, and his heart sank again.

The White Whisker Daoist entered Li Chanxuan's body, blocking part of her energy, hindering the use of the time-stopping ability, and giving Song An and the missionaries a chance to breathe.

But despite this, Li Chanxuan's skillful use of abilities such as blurring and devouring also suppressed Song An and the two of them were defeated and retreated, and most of the energy overflowing in his body was absorbed and used by Li Chanxuan.

"Isn't that going to work? It seems that the company envoy is nothing more than that. ”

Song An's weakness gave Li Chanxuan a chance, she bullied Song An, the blue energy arm appeared out of thin air and skyrocketed and increased, the two were ten thousand meters apart, but they were also within this arm's length.

From a distance, the fists are like two peaks, hanging down fiercely.

Such two punches are simple, unpretentious, and not fancy, but they are like real mountain tops, so heavy that the nearby void is faintly contracted, and the violent wind in the sky suddenly throws itself into the fist, as if there is an invisible whirlpool there.

The front of the fist was faint, and a black lightning-like crack could be seen flickering and disappearing, and everything that touched them was immediately torn to shreds.

Crash!

Two giant axes suddenly appeared below, from the bottom to the top, straight towards the fist, and the power of their explosion was even more stargazing, and the anger of the star man.

The missionary teleported to Song An's side and used the power of Yahweh's creation to resist his fists and block the blow.

Song An said: "Thank you! ”

The missionary asked, "How are you, can you still hold on?" ”

Song An gasped and said, "It's okay...... But it's also a matter to go on like this, we must first rescue the Taishang Inheritor, otherwise we will definitely lose! ”

Burst!

As soon as he finished speaking, the missionary vomited blood, and the injuries in his body could not be suppressed, and he felt like he was being bitten by ants, and he was in great pain.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and forcibly withdrew his gaze from Song An.

The missionary's state was even worse than Song An's, because in the grappling just now, almost all the damage was resisted by him, and he took more and consumed more energy.

In this battle, the three major envoys had a clear division of labor, Song An was the main attacker, the missionaries were the main defense, and the Baishu Dao people were the main interference.

Although he succeeded in suppressing Li Chanxuan at the beginning, as time went by, the White Whisker Daoist was the first to be discovered by Li Chanxuan, and he used the ability to stop time to temporarily seal the master of the White Whisker Daoist.

Then attack the other two with all your strength, and fight them for a long time with their strong energy.

Now, Song An and the missionaries are at the end of their crossbows, and defeat is only a matter of time.

It's horrible!

It's so powerful!

Song An undoubtedly believed that if he continued, this battle would be lost, and even if the Baishu Dao people were rescued, they would not win easily, so he suddenly retreated in his heart.

But he thought about Rulai's entrustment, and his face was bitter, not wanting to disappoint Rulai.

But—

To defeat Li Chanxuan, this is simply an impossible task!

To escape or not to escape, Song An, a young man who has not yet stepped into society, is a little hesitant.

Although he has great strength, and his mind, perseverance, and fighting instinct have been greatly strengthened, in the final analysis, he is still a college student under the age of twenty......

When the judgment continued to be chaotic, how could Li Chanxuan give him the opportunity to weigh up, took a step forward, and directly showed a two-headed and four-armed body, and a six-armed fanged spider with a hideous face was highlighted behind him.

One of the six arms held a long purple and green knife like a huge wound, one held a jade axe that flowed white in the darkness, one carried a beautiful long sword like red jade, one held a purple lightning bolt, and the other two carried a heavy planet-like war hammer.

And the appearance of the spider girl behind her seems to hide infinite changes, and her face looks like Li Chanxuan, which is jaw-dropping.

The thunder knife fell, the jade axe fell, the sword became a big sun, dazzling, the knife momentum condensed, the double hammer rose into the air, devouring all things, and its momentum was so heavy that the light was distorted.

"Hurry up and defend!"

The missionary's pupils shrank, his arms were raised, and a black hole with a diameter of 100 meters and capable of absorbing all light and matter appeared, and then grew with the wind, reaching 10,000 meters in the blink of an eye, but at the same time, it also emptied the energy in the missionary's body.

Song An shouted in a low voice: "If you come to the Dharma Body! ”

Like Li Chanxuan, Song An also directly appeared behind him with two heads and four arms.

The two heads are side by side, one is domineering and exposed, and the other is an ancient well without waves, highlighting the majestic and lofty "appearance of immortals" behind them.

This Dharma Statue stretched out four arms, one holding the dazzling sun, one pinching the flower finger to tempt people's hearts, one holding a dripping yin thunder, and one holding a blood-yellow river!

"Destroy!"

"The Queen's Wrath!"

Li Chanxuan's final blow rushed towards Song An and the missionaries in the distance, and the pitch-black vortex that the Great Sun and the missionaries had worked hard to create with the sword slammed into each other with the Buddha Dharma condensed by Song An!

Bang!

People on the earth, whether they are hangers or ordinary people, only feel that their eyes are white, they lose their vision for a short time, their ears are buzzing, they can no longer hear other sounds, their skin feels hot, and it seems that there is a flame burning.

The violent shock wave directly blew away the dark clouds covering the world, making the day again.

……

By the time of the blow, the missionary's body had been shattered, his eyes were blind, his ears were deaf, and most of his body had melted, even the code on his heart was half exposed.

"Missionary, how are you?"

In the big explosion just now, the black hole and the law phase were broken in turn, and although the power of the attack also decreased, the remaining attack was enough to seriously injure the two of them.

But at this moment, the missionary stood in front of Song An in vain, forcibly ingested energy through high-speed loads, operated the code, and channeled all the remaining attacks to himself, so as to keep Song An safe.

"Shhh...... I'm going to die......"

"I'll treat you."

Song An hugged the missionary and wanted to use the remaining energy to save him.

"Give up, if you come to pass on, you can't save an injury of this magnitude, don't waste your energy."

The missionary forcefully removed Song An's hand and muttered:

"Is this death?"

"Maybe when I die, I will also go to heaven, after all, I am God's chosen ......"

"It stands to reason that I should be happy, but why now, I can only feel endless sadness......

"Is it because I discovered the truth of this world?"

The missionary stared blankly at the vastness of the universe, and his mind flashed through his life.

He has done good things, and he has done bad things.

He was supposed to spend his life as a mercenary in a mess, but he regretted killing his brother by mistake, and since then he has joined the disciple of Christ, prayed every day, and inherited his father's position as a missionary......

Hehe......

But when you think about it, it's ridiculous!

After being chosen by Jehovah, the missionary not only gained the power to create all things, but also assimilated his mind into God, so he did not see anything wrong with this game world.

But it was only at the end of his dying that the influence on the thinking of the missionaries was interrupted as Jehovah's power faded, and it was only at this time that the missionaries really came to face the truth of the game world!

Retracting his thoughts, the missionary shouted, "Boy—"

Song An had tears in his eyes and choked up: "I'm here, sir, you say, I'll listen." ”

"Remember, don't be influenced by the forces in your body! Don't let your mind be assimilated, and don't think about avenging me, my life is too painful, and death is a relief for me......"

"I don't know if what we're doing now is right or wrong, but whether it's right or wrong, it's not something that I, a dead man, can know, you can only see with your own eyes and feel with your heart......"

"Ahem...... Speaking ......"

The missionary raised his empty eyes, looked at Song An's face, stroked it with his only remaining hand, and said very weakly: "If my brother hadn't died, I guess he would be as old as you now......

With that, the missionary tapped Song An's forehead with his index finger and gave him the remaining divine power, and then hung his arm and died smiling......