"Thirty-eight!"

"Thirty-seven!"

Ke Bei tightened his cheeks, a wisp of blood slipped down the corner of his mouth, and silently recited a number, Ling Bo took a slight step to the limit, and his slightly trembling right hand held Pu Dao tightly, with an awe-inspiring expression.

The figure shook rapidly, Ke Bei kept shuttling among the crazy junior gods, his spirit was always tense, in just two hours, as long as he killed thirty-seven more junior gods, he would complete the first link of the Jiuyang Divine Skill chain of tasks, this was the result of his achievements in these two hours.

Ke Bei's arm holding the Pu Dao trembled slightly, panting slightly, he was not a machine after all, with the crazy knife again and again, his physical strength began to decline, and a feeling of exhaustion poured out of his body.

"Thirty-six!"

Ke Bei slashed out a knife, and the moment he killed a junior Protoss, his body staggered, and his back was hit by another Primary Protoss again.

Ke Bei spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes flashed with a crazy light, and he took a few steps in a row, stepping back sharply with Ling Bo's slight steps, and quickly distanced himself from the junior god clan who was already close to his body.

"Get out of here!"

After two hours of fighting, Xiao Jiu's huge body was also trembling slightly, and he was panting heavily. The decline in physical strength made him bombard the sonic punch, which became more and more laborious.

"Maniac!"

Xiao Jiu caught a glimpse of spitting out a mouthful of blood out of the corner of his eye, still frantically killing Ke Bei of the Intermediate God Clan, and couldn't help but curse in his heart.

The most relaxed of the three is Han Lingyue, although the Protoss he faced was even more terrifying, but his own strength was beyond imagination.

"Hehe, it seems that you are not going to cooperate"

Grinding sixteen mid-level gods into pulp in a row, the smile on Han Lingyue's face became less and less, and a trace of chill gradually crept to the corners of her lips.

"You don't understand my friendliness!"

Han Lingyue paced slowly, and suddenly snorted coldly.

"That's why you forced me to be rough, no wonder I'm wrong."

Han Lingyue smiled evilly, her face became even colder, and with a slam step on the soles of her feet, dark cyan energy gushed out from her body.

Boom!

The wind suddenly rose, and the terrifying energy blew through like a cold wind.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dark cyan energy swept through all the mid-level gods, and suddenly a dense crackling sound came.

Han Lingyue stepped slowly, and with every step she took, the body of an intermediate Protoss suddenly exploded! He took seven steps in a row with his hands behind his back, and when Han Lingyue walked in front of the five high-level Protoss with stiff bodies, the mid-level Protoss behind him that were frozen in mid-air like ice sculptures all exploded.

"Get up!"

Han Lingyue's hands were raised in the void, the ground under his feet shook violently, and the five high-level gods with purple eyes seemed to be pinched by an invisible huge palm, and violently lifted their bodies into the deep pit.

"This is the last chance!"

Han Lingyue exhaled lightly, looked at the five high-level gods coldly, and said calmly.

"I hope you cherish it, otherwise there will be no more Protoss in Wushan City today! There is not a single zombie left! ”

"You can choose not to speak, hehe, but you have to pray, pray that your so-called demon beast allies will have as hard bones as you, otherwise your death will be too worthless"

Han Lingyue seemed to have suddenly met an old friend who had not seen her for many years, and gently walked in front of the five high-level Protoss, looked at the purple eyes of the Protoss, and said in a gentle tone.

"You can now choose"

Han Lingyue clapped her hands lightly, a golden light flashed in her eyes, and suddenly the five high-level gods recovered themselves at the same time, but after seeing the horror of the young man in front of them, they didn't dare to flee anymore.

The eyes of the five high-level gods flickered, their faces changed and changed, and finally the five high-level gods glanced at each other, and the high-level gods led by one took two steps forward tremblingly.

"Human, you are the real strong, and we Protoss respect the strong"

This high-level god clan looked at Han Lingyue with some panic.

"About the miracles, we really don't know, we only came to Wushan City on the orders of the king."

"The ...... of the Human Strong"

"Shut up!"

What else was this high-level protoss about to say, Han Lingyue interrupted it with a cold snort.

"Since you are not willing to cooperate, I can't force it, after all, I am a good person."

Han Lingyue looked at the five high-level gods lightly, and a smile suddenly appeared on their frosty cheeks, but this smile that looked a little weird really made them frightened.

Han Lingyue slowly took a few steps forward, bypassed the high-level protoss who had just spoken, and paced in front of the remaining four high-level protoss, without looking back, casually pointed a finger at the high-level protoss, and the dark cyan energy shot out to the fingertips, and in an instant, hundreds of invisible cyan wind blades appeared.

Whoosh!

The cyan wind blade was extremely sharp, and although the body of the high-level god clan was extremely strong, it looked so pale and powerless in the face of the cyan wind blade that flew out between Han Lingyue's fingers.

In an instant, this high-level protoss was shuttled back and forth in its body thousands of times by the cyan wind blade, and the ground was full of minced meat, and this high-level protoss was only left with a pile of white bones.

"Okay, I guess the person in charge of your operation is dead, don't worry about someone reporting you anymore, does anyone want to say something now?"

"Miracle ......"

"Shut up, do you want to implicate the king!"

One high-level protoss was just about to speak, and the remaining three high-level protoss roared at the same time!

Han Lingyue's face changed suddenly, the invisible wind suddenly condensed, and he was about to restrain the three roaring high-level gods, his five fingers opened slightly, and then he clenched violently, the three high-level gods completely closed their mouths, and the invisible pressure directly crushed their bodies!

"Go on, no one bothers you"

Han Lingyue stared at the last high-level god clan whose expression changed and her heart was constantly struggling, and said softly.

"You promise not to kill me?"

The only remaining high-level god clan struggled for a moment, was silent for a moment, and stared straight at Han Lingyue and asked.

"I promise"

Han Lingyue put away the smile on her cheeks and said with a serious expression.

"Don't worry, as long as you confess the miracles, the human race will protect you, you have to admit that the strength of the human race is stronger than the Heavenly Corpse Mountain!"

"With the protection of humans, even if the Heavenly Corpse Mountain comes out, it won't be able to do anything to you!"

Han Lingyue looked at the high-level protoss who was still struggling with her eyes flickering, and spoke.

"The miracle will start after seven days, the location is at Mochizuki Lake, one hundred kilometers east of Wushan City, we are here just to attract the attention of human beings, the nine high-ranking races of the Protoss, each of which has sent a king, almost three days later, the masters of the Protoss and the Demon Beasts will arrive"

This high-level god clan gritted his teeth and said slowly, it was sent by the clan to Wushan City as cannon fodder, and there was a resentment in his heart, but now when it came to the moment of life and death, in order to survive, he chose to betray the clan!

Hearing the words of the Protoss, Han Lingyue's face became more and more heavy, and it was not until this high-level Protoss said all the information it knew in one breath that it slowly nodded, retracted the solemnity on his cheeks, and smiled slightly.

"Okay, good, you can go, humanity welcomes people who know the times, because they are all handsome!"

Han Lingyue waved her hand at the remaining high-level gods, signaling that he could go.

Seeing that the young man smiled at him, the senior protoss felt a little flattered, bowed respectfully, and then slowly turned around and prepared to leave.

Han Lingyue looked at the back of this high-level god clan, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, her fingers were slightly erected, and the cyan wind blade was beating happily on her fingertips.

Sou!

With a random finger, a cyan wind blade cut through the air, and instantly reached the neck of the high-level protoss, and in an instant, a head fell off.

"Rub, what a idiot, wearing a layer of human skin, and really looking at yourself as a human being!"

Han Lingyue glanced coldly at the high-level god clan who was not blinding, and spat in disgust.

"Boss Han, I can't bear it."

Xiao Jiu, who was huge, exerted all his strength, slammed into the junior protoss who was blocking in front of him, and rushed towards Han Lingyue.

Humming and panting, when he rushed in front of Han Lingyue, he completely put his mind at ease, his body shook violently, quickly shrunk, and became a normal body in the blink of an eye.

"Haha, Xiao Jiu, how many have you killed?"

Han Lingyue looked at Xiao Jiu, who was wet and almost collapsed, took out the white jade fan on his waist and tapped it lightly on the top of his head, broke his mouth with one hand, and put an intermediate god clan's divine pill into his mouth.

"Sixty-eight!"

Xiao Jiu swallowed the Divine Pill, his collapsed body recovered a little, turned his head to look in the direction where Ke Bei was, and said with some pride.

He was very satisfied with his performance, his strength was only the peak of the third level, relying on the talent of the Vajra body to be able to bombard the primary Protoss, if he broke through to the Extraordinary Realm, the power of the Vajra body would expand again, and even the intermediate Protoss might not be able to break through his defenses at that time!

Xiao Jiu, who killed sixty-eight junior protoss, was already tired and prostration, and Ke Bei's situation was not better than him, his body trembled, it seemed that he could fall at any time, there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and his black battle clothes were dyed dark red, although he still insisted on killing the junior protoss, but the efficiency was greatly reduced, and he didn't swing a knife for half a day, just relying on the magic of Ling Bo's micro-steps, constantly dodging.

"Nine!"

Kebei gritted his teeth, because of excessive force, his eyes were covered with fine bloodshots. Kebei must insist, such a good opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! No matter how tired you are, as long as you don't fall, you have to keep going to the end!

Burst!

Ke Bei struggled to slash out and slash a junior Protoss again! At the same time, the body also lost its balance, and in an instant, the fists of seven or eight junior gods bombarded it.

"Oops!"

Ke Bei looked at the whistling fist and secretly exclaimed in his heart, but at this moment, his body had lost his balance, and he wanted to dodge but he had more than enough strength to dodge.

"I'm rubbing, is there any mistake, is this kid crazy?"

When Han Lingyue saw this scene, she screamed, the golden light flashed in her eyes, and her body instantly jumped out of more than a hundred meters, and dark cyan energy gushed out from her body.

At the moment when the fist of the primary protoss was about to fall on Ke Bei's body, all the primary protoss stopped moving at the same time, and their bodies floated strangely in mid-air.

"Whew~~"

Ke Bei wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and staggered to his feet.

"And eight!"

"Brother Han, don't kill them, I must kill eight more! Definitely! ”

Ke Bei supported his tired body with a Pu knife, looked at Han Lingyue, and said word by word.

"Well, although I don't know why you insist so much, but my brother has no reason not to support you"

Han Lingyue took a deep look at Ke Bei, smiled slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and pointed to the junior protoss designated in mid-air.

"You are free"