In the green space, the sound of gunfire continued to reverberate.

Ping Pong .....

The sparks flickered, bullets bouncing off the base of the tank, some breaking the glass tank, splashing with splinters in all directions.

More bullets fell on top of the crowd from top to bottom, and a large amount of blood and splattered flesh blurred people's vision.

"Spread out!"

A loud whisper came out, Shou Ming Shun pulled a recent reformer to use a cultivation tank next to him as a cover, and in the line of sight, more than a dozen 'gods' were knocked to the ground, and seven or eight of them were directly shot in the head at the moment when the gunshot rang out.

The rest rushed into the rows of cultivation tanks to dodge in a moment, and when the muzzle of the gun swept in, the ricochet that hit the metal base and the ground also caused some serious or minor injuries.

On the other side, panicked researchers ran into the surrounding experimental rooms when the gunshots rang out, and the god awakening center was empty at this time.

The gunfire above gradually subsided.

Shou Ming Shun, who uses the pedestal as a cover, is not in a hurry to show up, and has been strengthened in his body, plus he has experience in the battlefield with a gun, and when the enemy does not appear, waiting is the best strategy.

In the next second, the sound of clanging footsteps stepping on the iron ladder sounded from above.

"He shot over there, follow me!"

"Aim the gun well, and shoot him if you have any action-"

“...... Not good...... Be careful...... Ahh

The voice of the voice suddenly rose up, and then turned into a terrible scream, and the sound of the blade of the iron ladder passage surrounding the iron wall tearing through the body exploded instantly, and someone waved his hands and feet, was chopped off from above, fell heavily on the cultivation tank, and fell to the ground with a bang.

At the same moment, a woman who had been instilled with the 'Inari God' Mitsu, a book memory, suddenly rushed out of her hairless face, and made a bow movement out of thin air in the direction where the sound of the battle was heard.

Between the hands, the dark light converged in a straight line, and in the middle of aiming, he said softly: "mortal!" The slender fingers suddenly loosened, and the converging dark light instantly set off a wave of qi, like an arrow off the string heading straight up.

In the other direction, several people who had also been awakened and instilled the memories of the gods had shown the will to fight and ran towards the iron ladder. Some of their arms were on flames, and their palms were condensed into spheres of flames, and some of them were emitting a terrifying aura that they wanted to transmit to that side.

A screaming body was thrown out of the aisle, hitting a dark light that shot in, and the screams came to an abrupt end.

Instantly.

A figure 'bang', stepped on the iron railing, swooped down next to the fallen corpse, and almost at the same time, suddenly waved his hand, and several shuttle darts pulling the silk thread were fan-shaped and nailed to the necks of the four people on the iron ladder.

Xia Yiyao landed on the ground with a bang, got up and walked, pulled the silk thread with his hand, and the recovered shuttle dart brought out four blood lines, and the corpses rolled down on top of each other.

The shuttle dart rolled with the silk thread and wrapped around his arm, and Xia Yi walked towards a few other 'gods' in front of him.

"This laboratory, it's really sci-fi, I thought I was going to raise an alien...... As a result, even those outside are not as good as those who have special abilities. ”

Ahead of her, the woman who shot out the darkness looked at the four corpses that tumbled and fell, and froze for a moment, her lips twitching slightly, muttering a voice that only she could hear.

“...... Dignity ...... Kagu Tu ..... and Jiusan Sun God...... Just died?"

Beside her, several figures suddenly rushed out, with no hair on their faces and heads, and one of them grabbed the broken iron pipe on the ground as a weapon, stepped on the broken glass slag, and pounced directly.

Xia Yi drew his knife casually, and slashed out with the sound of breaking wind, the man also smashed out the iron pipe, and with a bang, blocked it, his body just shook, and next to him, another figure rushed forward, crossed over, and found a katana from nowhere, and the person holding the iron pipe attacked together.

In the sound of countless collisions between the three weapons, Xia Yi suddenly kicked away the iron pipe that was hit, moved his body close to the other person and slashed out the full moon cold, and the figure holding the katana hurriedly blocked it.

On the side of Xia Yi's body, a few shuttle darts flew out, ding a few dings, and the person holding the iron pipe flew out at the same time, and the sword in his hand was thrown, nailing it to the head of the figure who was dodging the flutter.

Just as the sword flew out halfway, a katana suddenly rushed in, slashing it into the air.

The 'Inari God' Mitsutsu shot a dark light from the rear again, and in the time it flew, a long soldier had already thrown out and smashed on the person who had just split the sword, and the opponent blocked with a katana, and was smoothly retreated by the hard blow.

At the same time, in the afterglow, Xia Yi's figure slashed through the air, reaching out to catch the flipped and falling sword, as if hallucinating, the sword expanded several times in mid-air, and then, slashed straight down-

The figure holding the katana stopped, and without looking at the Fang Tian painting halberd at his feet, shouted at the figure holding the iron pipe: "Bishamentian!"

In the field of vision, sparks flickered and jumped.

The iron pipe in the hand of the man named Bishamentian was cut off, and one of his arms was neatly cut off.

"Ahh

The severed limbs and blood were lifted, and the Bishamen Tian, who was covering the broken wound, let out a terrible scream, stumbling backwards, the falling figure fell to the ground, and the wind suddenly blew up, blowing the surrounding fragments away, Xia Yimeng raised his face, looked at the opposite side with red eyes, and held the island man who had a broken arm and retreated, and kicked it again.

An afterimage was drawn and approached his side.

Pull out the full moon.

The afterimage then stood still behind Bishamentian, shook the blood drops on the blade, and the screaming figure suddenly made a 'snap' sound, and the upper body remained in a posture of covering the broken arm, slid smoothly, and fell to the ground.

Xia Yi didn't know what Bishamontian meant, but in the mythological system of the island country, he was a god who was good at all kinds of weapons, and he could cultivate more powerful weapons.

In the previous few battles, Xia Yi only roughly saw that the other party had a talent similar to him, if he wanted the other party to grow up, for Xia Yi, he might face a strong opponent in the future, so he killed the other party first.

".....I'm sorry, I'm small-minded, I don't like people to be like me, and it's not okay to be close!"

Xia Yi glanced at half of the corpse, holding the blood-dripping sword, and looked at the person holding the katana, at this time, it was only a dozen seconds before he killed him from the iron ladder aisle, and then hacked this island man with similar abilities to him.

caught off guard and killed a group of people on the other side, and the pressure on dealing with the front has been reduced a lot.

However, if one person kills, a group of people also kills, anyway, as long as Xia Yi gets the red stone, the rest doesn't matter.

"Suzhan Wuzun, don't fall into the prestige of the gods!"

The voice of the Inari God shouted from behind, and the last seven or eight awakened gods pounced from the right and rear, before the automatic rifle strafed them, scattering them, running around to hide, and by the time Natsu killed them, they were already running wildly in this direction.

One by one, the silhouette of the figure flew in the light of the green safety lamp, and the man named Su Zhan Wuzun was the first to bully, and Xia Yi raised the Qinglong Yanyue on his back with his back, and his eyes narrowed.

There was a loud sound of breaking through the air, and the heavy blade slashed down.

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