Fang Tian's halberd was raised, and just when the sword body was about to stab Ying Zong's eyes, the halberd blade had already hit the sword body, and it simply and directly hit the sword body, making Chen Gong feel like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, suffocating and in severe pain. This is already the one hundred and thirty-ninth sword, from the distance that the first sword can only hit when Fang Tian's halberd is stretched out, to now approaching Ying Zong's eyes, Chen Gong has been repeating the action of taking out the sword.

It's just that every time I will be scattered by a halberd, and every time I have to taste the sharp pain that suffocates like death, deep into the soul.

"Kill!" This voice was shouted by Chen Gong's primordial infant body before it manifested in the fire of willing power, and he endured the sharp pain that tore his soul apart, the purpose was to let the people of the city know that he was still alive and that he still had the strength to fight.

"Kill!" more than 200,000 people in the city shouted in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

It was precisely because Chen Gong was scattered again and again and re-manifested, and roared to kill, that people all over the city couldn't help but roar out this killing. If you just look at the front and back swords alone, it is difficult to see the difference between the two swords, but if you compare the first sword with the one hundred and thirty-ninth sword, there is a world of difference.

The first sword was a halberd and a sword away from Ying Zong, and this one hundred and thirty-ninth sword was already only a stone's throw away from Ying Zong's eyes.

Even the Black Wood King was a little looking forward to what distance Chen Gong could reach with the next sword at this time, wondering if in the end, Chen Gong would be completely wiped out under Fang Tian's halberd, or if Chen Gong would stab between Ying Zong's eyes with a sword and turn the tide of battle.

Kill!

Chen Gong pounced, he couldn't have the slightest pause, he had to stab out a sword with all his strength endlessly, all martial arts swordsmanship turned into an endless sword after sword, once there was the slightest relaxation, so that Ying Zong had a momentary opportunity, Chen Gong would be forced back out of the halberd.

But Chen Gong himself didn't know what kind of effect his sword would have after stabbing into Ying Zong's eyes, but this thought was only fleeting, and he was soon awakened by the killing thoughts of the people in the city, at this time he was no longer a simple mountain god Chen Gong, he was already a sword in the hearts of 200,000 people in Tianmo City, a sword of survival, and a sword of the living.

The night was still heavy, as if it were endless.

King Heimu saw it in his eyes, although he was surprised, but he secretly sneered, in his opinion, Chen Gong just wanted to get the seal of King Qin Guang, after all, he was just making a wedding dress for him. In the midst of this darkness, I don't know how many people are watching with their eyes wide open.

This Qin Guang Wang Xi, after Yingzong and them came back from the underworld, they actually don't know how many people are staring, but now is an extraordinary period, and they don't dare to act rashly. This time, the Quartet of Tianmo City invited the gods, and this Black Wood King was actually just taking advantage of the situation and wanted to explore the situation.

In the south direction of Tianmo City, there was a group of demon spirits watching there, and one of them said: "Why hasn't the mountain god come out yet, could it be that he really wants the seal of King Qin Guang?"

"How could the Mountain God be that kind of person?" the demon spirit immediately retorted.

"Then why don't you come out yet, you see that the yin qi is getting heavier and heavier, the yin qi has seeped so far, you can smell the yin evil qi here, there are ghosts crawling in the yin qi, it is obvious that the mountain god is not able to drive away the yin and evil in the city, otherwise he would not have warned us not to approach this Tianmo City at that time. The demon who spoke first said.

"The mountain god must be here to protect the creatures in the city. Another demon spirit spoke.

"Shelter? Then you have to shelter, the mountain god is not the god of Tianmo City, this demon in the underworld must be powerful, how can the mountain god be sheltered, will the mountain god not even want his life because of this?"

The other demons stopped talking, and in their opinion, it was impossible to even take their lives because they were sheltering others, and there would be no such stupid person in the world.

There was a lot of discussion outside Tianmo City, but there was a life-and-death battle going on in Tianmo City.

Kill, kill, kill!

Murderous and crazy!

Chen Gong was scattered again and again in the sound of killing, and again and again manifested in the murderous aura.

However, I don't know when, in the darkness of the city, there were people shouting and shouting, and the voice suddenly became silent, and his mouth was still wide open, and he died without warning, but his soul burned in the fire of willpower.

These burning souls did not disperse, but rushed towards the Ying Zong, when the Ying Zong hit Chen Gong with the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, there would be a burning soul pounced on his body and gnawed, faintly, it seemed that those burning souls could still be heard screaming madly.

As time passed bit by bit, all of a sudden more and more souls died, and they all turned into burning flames and pounced on Ying Zong's body to burn, although those souls could not burn for long, but it was obviously effective, because Chen Gong saw a trace of surprise from Ying Zong's absolutely cold eyes, however, more often than not, after Chen Gong was scattered, many souls that rushed over were swept away by the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in Ying Zong's hand.

From Ying Zong's actions, Chen Gong became more and more sure that those burning souls could bring a lot of damage to Ying Zong.

In the midst of the attacks again and again, Chen Gong had already brought the artistic conception of that sword to the extreme, and he could already attack at any time to a place closer than the previous sword, so taking advantage of a gap, Chen Gong appeared on the altar, looked up at the sky with black clouds, and suddenly asked loudly: "You are the Tianmo City God, you have the belief of Tianmo, why do you want to destroy Tianmo City now?"

Ying Zong looked at it coldly, did not answer, and there was not the slightest emotion in his eyes. Chen Gong didn't know if he still had his own self-consciousness, and continued to ask loudly: "If you still have self-awareness, please leave here, no matter where you go, please spare the 200,000 living beings in this Heavenly Mill City." ”

The momentum on Ying Zong's body is getting stronger and stronger, if someone is in this Heavenly Mo City, there will be a feeling that the entire Heavenly Mo City is slowly flipping.

"If you don't want to leave here, you can continue to be the god of this Heavenly Mill City, where you are, I will definitely retreat. Chen Gong said loudly.

At this time, Ying Zong finally spoke, only to hear him say coldly: "This city is mine, and only the souls of the dead can live in my city." ”

As he spoke, the yin horse under his crotch communicated with him, and swooped down, carrying the power of the sky, and Ying Zong's dark and heavy Fang Tian painting halberd was pierced, and in an instant, there seemed to be countless resentful souls surging down with Fang Tian's painting halberd, and there seemed to be countless powerful ghosts surging in the black clouds.

The flame of the power of wish on the altar moved with the wind, and it shrank in an instant, like a candle in the wind.

Chen Gong dissipated the moment the halberd was pierced, and turned into a dark red butterfly in the flames, slender and thin. The butterfly did not disappear this time, nor did it retreat, but flapped its weak wings and under the overwhelming pressure, it went against the strong wind towards the dark Fang Tian painting halberd in Ying Zong's hand.

The flames above the altar burst forth, following behind the dark red butterfly and rushing into the darkness, like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and like a spark entering the sea.

"If the sky falls, and the sky is lacking with my body!" At the moment when the weak dark red butterfly rushed towards the overwhelming yin qi with the fire of willingness, Chen Gong's voice sounded, and the voice did not have that magnificent momentum, just like stating a fact, but it made people feel a kind of determination that all thoughts were gone, throwing themselves into the sea, and there was no regrets, but there was an unwilling struggle.

"And sacrifice this sword with my heart, and break through the sky with this sword!" The butterfly in the flame was shrouded in a layer of red light, and this red light actually had a feeling that people did not dare to look at it directly at this moment, as if the light of the flame was all returned to the butterfly's body, and it was particularly dazzling in the surging darkness.

Butterfly wings flapped, dancing in the flames, fighting under the power of the sky.

The sword groaned coldly, and with the unyielding resentment of 200,000 living beings, he rushed towards Yingzong with the momentum of hitting the stone with an egg.

The other party between Chen Gong and Yingzong was heard by the entire people in Tianmo City, and what Chen Gong asked was also what they had always wanted to ask in their hearts. Chen Gong asked, which is equivalent to them asking, all of this is in their eyes, and naturally Chen Gong has fulfilled his promise.

However, when Chen Gong turned into a butterfly and shouted those few words unwillingly, the entire Heavenly Mo City immediately boiled, like a fire thrown into the hay, and it ignited in an instant.

Immediately someone in the dark city followed, shouting, "If the sky falls, I will seal the sky with my body." And sacrifice this sword with my heart, and break the sky with this sword! and sacrifice this sword with my heart, and break the sky with this sword!"

The sound of the earth was shocking, in the sound of the waves, the fire of the power of the altar suddenly surged, the whole altar was like the hilt of a sword, the fire of the power of the power was like the body of the sword, straight into the sky, at this moment, the butterfly in the flame was no longer dodging and struggling, but showing a kind of madness of dying with the enemy.

The tongue of fire that rushed to the sky touched the Fang Tian painting halberd in Ying Zong's hand, and there was a sound of gold and iron resonating, and the flame and Fang Tian's painting halberd touched and retreated, and the retreat was not retracted, but was dispersed by Fang Tian's painting halberd, but the fire tongue at the front end had just been dispersed, and the back one surged again.

In Tianmo City, when you raise your head and look at the sky at this time, you will feel that the dark and heavy dark clouds in the sky are like a huge seal of heaven and earth pressed down, and the whole city is about to be crushed into powder, and the black clouds have not been pressed down, and their power has been revealed.

In the sky-high flames on the altar, the sound of the sword was incessant, like the mournful cry of a cuckoo about to die. In contrast to the seemingly endless darkness of the sky, the flame of wish power ignited on the altar in the city was like a small flame that would be extinguished at any moment when the firewood was burned.

The dark red butterfly in the flames flapped its wings vigorously, and every time it flapped, the flames would beat once, but in the eyes of the people in the city, the dark red butterfly's body seemed to be pressed with ten thousand catties of force, and every time it flapped its wings, it seemed to be dancing the heavens and the earth.

The butterfly suddenly let out a high-pitched scream, this scream was like a resounding in the soul, at this moment, Ying Zong's Fang Tian painting halberd struck down, but in the scream, the thunderous momentum paused, and at this moment, the flames suddenly surged, the tongue of fire swept in, the dark red butterfly flashed out of thin air, and it had reached Ying Zong's eyes, and at the same time, the flames followed the butterfly towards Ying Zong.

It was not a flame, but a sword fused with the power of will, revealing the insaneness of the people in the city who were unwilling to give in and Chen Gong sacrificed his life.

Kill, kill, kill!

The people in Tianmo City roared as best they could, as if this was the only way to help Chen Gong use his strength.

Just as the people shouted and killed, the sky suddenly darkened, the flames and butterflies were swallowed up by the darkness, the people's shouts stopped abruptly, the butterflies transformed by Chen Gong disappeared, Ying Zong disappeared, only the endless black clouds became lower and lower, and the altar collapsed and shattered into powder.

The Black Wood King outside the Heavenly Mill City couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart, and he muttered to himself, "Although we are gods and people who protect the beliefs of all beings, the first one to shelter should be ourselves. As a god, he can't even protect himself, so how can he protect all beings?"