The Pupil of the White Slaughter itself does not have a special ability that is too obvious, but it represents a super high divinity, as well as the low consumption of the use of divine spells and the convenience of being destined to have extremely high combat power with a small amount of resources.

Of course, at least Bai Qiu'an thinks that the ability brought by his Bai Tu Pupil is probably to be able to understand and master the gods, and then see whether those guys are humans or gods.

This has been confirmed in the nameless town and the capital.

As for Li Musi's fact being an S-level divinity, well, he was indeed surprised.

"Greeting" Bethuan were the two Ten-Winged Divine Servants, and they were probably one of the very few combat forces in this Divine Servant army. As for the Twelve Wings, Bethuan felt that there were, and it was probably hidden somewhere in the crowd.

Behind him, Ade sat on the city wall to coordinate and coordinate the direction of the battlefield of the army.

The 6,000 skeleton gunners behind him changed into improvised bone armor, picked up the skeleton knives and followed Ade's command to various parts of the battlefield.

Beside her was Han Xintao, who had seen such a big battle scene for the first time, and the girl watched it, but her hands and feet were trembling.

Normal, most newcomers are like this.

Ade didn't have any intention of laughing.

After all, she is the little princess of the Han family, and she doesn't need to die until she reaches a certain point. Of course, it's not impossible to die if you really die.

Just looking at the situation, it is a joke to say that everyone in the twelve halls is equal. Let's just say that the difference between high and low divinity is very obvious, but it is also reasonable. If he is in power, he needs to arrange it this way.

Han Xintao's eyes slowly shifted from the battle scene to a certain guy who was extremely dazzling.

That white prince, the war is so much more fierce than what is written in the book. On the other side, it should be the ten-winged divine servant, so he pounced on the tip of the knife.

The key is that every time he almost slashed on his body, he was given more by him. Han Xintao, who watched it, couldn't help but feel sorry and angry for the two gods, not for them, but purely for regret.

It's just a little bit close.

But this little bit of accumulation finally turned into a scene that made Han Xintao's scalp tingle. The two ten-winged gods were beheaded by Bethune in the midst of lightning and flint.

It was rare for her to see a battle end so quickly when the strength of the battle was so close.

A slight glimpse of the guy next to him, who was once a teammate with Bethune, had only a natural look on his face.

Naturally, it is a matter of course, the young Bai Qiu'an can still do a face-to-face life and death, and now he is about to stand at the apex of the Twelve Palaces, there is no reason for him to regress, right?

The two ten-winged divine servants were also dying in an instant against Bai Qiu'an, but in comparison, what was consumed was only physical strength and a test of whether they had the courage.

If Bethune wins, the ten-winged divine servant will die. It's that simple.

In the future, there will be many fewer high-level divine servants around Bai Qiu'an, at least half of those eight wings and ten wings can't be seen. The small shrimp with two wings and four wings take turns to fight, and they are indeed gluttonous.

There was Bethune who broke up the battle line of the gods, and the original number of people and gods was almost equal. The war is not so devastating.

But Jiangjing City is still at a disadvantage, and this disadvantage is not small.

Six thousand shotgunmen put on armor in advance, and only dared to defend under the city walls to fight some two wings and four wings. Compared with the elites of the Zodiac Hall who fought back and forth with the gods in the front, these six thousand people were purely life-for-life.

I can't help it.

Behind him is his wife and children, and he can't afford to throw down the knife and turn around and run.

What's more, there is a specially set up punishment team behind him, and he only gives a knife to deserters, and he will never talk nonsense.

This is a battle in which even though there are successive "victories" of Bethuan, Shen Rong, and Ade, it will still be low in momentum and gloomy in the twilight.

The overwhelming gods are strong and brave, on the other hand, most of the people on the side of Jiangjing City are not from the Twelve Palaces. When the ruthless people at the forefront began to decrease, no one knew how the six "elites" who were behind them in armor and the people who were looking forward to it in the city would react.

All Bethune could do was to keep killing the divine servant in front of him, and then ensure that he would never fall.

That's all.

How many Divine Acolytes have you killed?

Bethune can't count them anymore, the two wings are one knife, the four wings are also one knife, and even the six wings and eight wings are also killed with one knife.

The more Bethune fought, the more he would have an almost instinctive way of fighting to replace his brain, and he would react first.

Bethune learned a long time ago that this was a unique talent.

I am probably a very lucky genius, compared to the hardships when I was a child, it seems that they are all exchanged for talent and "deserved".

Oh, Bethune can only think so.

People always have to think about the good, and life will get better and better.

Otherwise, wouldn't all the bad things that can be seen everywhere in the world have to experience the apocalyptic scene every day?

Bethune suddenly stood still, and the familiar aura of danger came to his face as before, just like he felt on the battlefield in the capital at the beginning.

The sound of breaking the air exploded in his ears, and Bai Qiu'an's hairs stood on end. The prison phoenix in his hand slammed in front of him, and the next moment, the metal that came in response to the sound smashed heavily on the prison phoenix knife.

The unprecedented strength made Bai Qiu'an's entire body tremble, and the power of the knife body made Bai Qiu'an staggered back three steps.

But the most terrifying thing is that Bethune has not yet found a divine servant to speak out.

It makes people's scalp tingle.

It's a long stick that doesn't hold back, or it's a god's remains.

The vigor of his left hand was clenched tightly, and Bai Qiu'an didn't want to waste the "qi" in it on these ethereal divine remains that would not let him break his muscles and bones.

If you don't see anyone until you die, you just die. The vigor in the knife has accumulated not only the hard work of Bethune for more than a year, but also many predecessors and ancestors that Bethune did not know.

Most of them are the ancestors of the Han family, so Bai Qiu'an is particularly tolerant of the little girl Han Xintao. even opened the door to let him stand on the tower to watch the battle.

The second divine corpse pierced the air again, and Bai Qiu'an listened to the powerful voice, and his heart sank a little more. It's probably a very strong twelve-winged god servant.

Bethuan was not sure to fight against the Twelve-Winged Divine Servant, at least on the premise that he had seen the opponent's long-range attack at the moment. This may be a war between human geniuses and divine geniuses.

Any gap between the two sides is being narrowed indefinitely.

But there is also a possibility that the other party is a silent god.

But in fact, there is no reason, what the gods should be looking for is a single hall master king-level combat power. Go and fight the necessary passes where the great armies are coming, instead of looking for him a young man who just has a lot of potential.

Well, that reason seems to be enough.

But the zodiac god himself took action...... It seems that some of the identities have fallen behind.

The cold sweat on Bethuan's forehead soaked the ends of his hair, and the second divine corpse caused him to plow a scratch several meters long on the ground again, but it was only in a different direction than the first time.

The reason why the hand holding the vigor was even more trembling because of this will, and the sequelae brought out by the battlefield in the capital at the beginning will naturally inevitably affect Bai Qiu'an's combat effectiveness.

There are not many crushing, or even evenly matched, battles in peacetime.

But once you come to this kind of battle with a weak enemy, the negative impact of Bethune's injury will continue to expand. To be honest, after the battlefield in the capital, Bai Qiu'an's ability to fight for his life in a desperate situation has declined to a certain extent.

Probably this is an indispensable part of the days when the tip of the knife is licked with blood.

The vigor is not offensive but defensive, and the "momentum" is still introverted.

What's more, Bethune has no room to attack now, because he hasn't even seen a figure yet.

The third divine remains followed, and even pierced through several twelve temple warriors and divine servants along the way. The bloody corpse seemed to be more lethal.

Bethune blocked it again, but three or four of the divine spears were thrown out together. As soon as the third one was knocked away, four rushed in through the gap between the two knives.

Bethuan watched the Divine Skeleton Spear rush into sight, and a familiar piercing wave came from under the ribs, but Bethune remained dark and unchanged, as if there was no Divine Skeleton Spear piercing into his body.

Because the fifth root is also coming.

Maybe it's also mixed with the sixth root, maybe Bai Qiu'an is not an immortal, so naturally he can't hear the exact truth in it, so he can only guess, and he can only guess the worst.

Because one carelessness will cost you your own life.

Li Musi, who had already understood the situation here, leaned towards this side frantically, and Bai Qiu An shouted, "Don't worry about me, I can contain this guy." ”

Bethune only dared to say that he was restrained, because the familiar feeling on the spear was the power that left sequelae on his left hand.

Death......

Bethuan's heart began to tremble violently, and the black hand behind the scenes should be far away from him. Otherwise, there is no reason for this spear to fly so "slowly".

The swift spears made it difficult for Bethune to have the strength to quickly pull them away, not to mention that there were still several of them, which made Bethune even more overwhelmed.

The wound under his ribs began to bleed more than he could because of Bethune's vigorous exercise, and Li Musi, who was in the distance, thought that Bethune was still showing his enemy to deceive the secret servant with weakness.

But he didn't know that Bai Qiu'an's current situation was genuinely wandering between life and death.

Bai Qiu'an guessed correctly this time it was three spears in a row, but he couldn't catch the third spear.

The spear was stuck diagonally into Bethune's stomach, perhaps with some broken intestines or something. But it's okay, the improvement of combat power is relatively more tenacious in vitality, and this little thing is not so much in vain.

At least his expression wasn't as calm as usual.

"It's a god."

Bethuan muttered to himself, finally realizing that his opponent this time was likely to surpass his current combat power level. No matter how strong the twelve-winged god servant is, there is no reason to play like this without showing his head, and he should be at the same level of Bethuan.

But Bethune didn't dare to say it, because he knew. Once the word god is spoken, the warrior in front of him, whose morale is already getting lower and lower, will collapse in his heart.

But God seemed to be displeased, and stepped into the air several people high.

Silently stood there.

"Human, I've been looking forward to this meeting for a long time."

As soon as the god spoke, he attracted everyone's attention.

High up, and that feeling that you know at a glance that you are a god. Even if you don't open your mouth, there is no doubt about her identity.

Bethune didn't dare to move the two spears in his body, but straightened his waist and looked at the god.

"I'm looking forward to meeting God face to face, but at least not now."

"In order to kill you, I searched for a long time in the Divine Domain to find these eligible weapons." There was excitement in the eyes of the gods, more like a wild hunt.

Bethune was indifferent, and he knew the origin of these divine spears in his heart, presumably some unique gods who could kill themselves were made into weapons by this god.

No matter how you look at it, these people can only be of the greatest value when they become like this. Of course, this is without taking into account the thoughts of those individuals.

"Do you think someone will come to your rescue?" The god spoke again.

"You talk a lot of nonsense, alas."

Bai Qiu'an held on, because he knew better than anyone where the king-level combat power was at this time. Without Chi Shuang, there would never have been such a sudden miracle on the battlefield again.

The killing of the Chenlong God on the battlefield in the capital will no longer be reproduced, at least in the past few decades, no one has this talent and this ability.

So the gods had nothing to fear, and Bethune was crazy about countermeasures.

How to survive in the hands of a god who can actually kill himself.

Call...... Damn, why not kill this guy.

There seemed to be a fire beating in Bethuan's eyes.

Prison Phoenix and Sheng Qi were held in Bai Qiu'an's hands, the two wounds on their bodies were thrown behind, and the unspeakable pain was constantly spreading, but Bai Qiu'an's thoughts were never clearer.

Every life and death tempering is a great exercise for people, and the reason why Bethune was able to climb high and fly was probably because he had experienced too many things that ordinary people and even the warriors of the Twelve Halls could not imagine in his short few years.

That's why I am who I am today.

The spear had already rushed in front of Bethune, though he still did not know where it came from. But he also knew that this thing was enough to kill him.

Bethune raised his hand, and the smell of blood wafting from the tip of his nose made him more and more excited.

While that didn't stop the Divine Spear from piercing his body again, it didn't stop him from heading towards the god.

The clashing of knives and spears never slowed down, and blood did not stop spilling from Bethuan's body. But the man will still rush towards the goal with arrogant steps.

Although many people present already knew that Bethuan "will not die", this kind of shocking scene will always make people's hearts surge.

But Bethune will die.

At some point, Bethune's speed began to slow down and his steps began to become heavy.

Cha.

Shen Sha was heavily trampled in the soil by the soles of his feet, and Bai Qiu'an looked at the god, and Bai Tu's pupils became more and more brilliant.