Chapter Twenty-Four: The Fall of the Gods
Just when Li Chenghui was surprised why he knew the heavens and the earth.
The handsome man's fist intent has reached the peak, and the aura around his body is faintly emanating, only to see him punch to the sky, and in an instant, the world will turn again.
The originally dim canopy was forced to open a gap by the man, and the sunlight poured down in an instant, shining on the world again.
For a while, the two sides fell into a scuffle, and the overwhelming spells and magic weapons fell towards the other camp.
Although the ancient gods camp had the advantage in numbers, the Terran monks were not afraid at all, and defended the enemy several times and several times with thousands of people.
Among them, Ouyang Yi is the most shining.
With a long sword in her hand, she rushed into the enemy formation first, and with a wave of her hand, several sword qi shot out, and countless demon clans fell into the clouds one after another.
It wasn't until there were no more demon monks within five miles of her that she was covered in blood to find the next battlefield.
The ancestor of the Su family is also not far behind, her fists are sharp and domineering, and everywhere she passes, the demon clan monks are all turned on their backs.
There were some sinister and cunning demon monks who wanted to attack her from behind, but they were all solved by a woman in black who appeared from time to time.
While they were slaughtering the demon monks with impunity, several ancient gods were doing the same thing.
The six ancient gods ruthlessly harvested the lives of the Terran monks like tigers entering the sheepfold.
In a moment, the number of Terran monks dropped sharply, and if left unchecked, it only took three sticks of incense to spare, and there would be no one left.
Seeing this scene, Ouyang Yi swung his sword and slashed down a group of demon clan monks again, the sword flew, and in an instant, he came to the nearest horse-faced ancient god to him, and the two began to attack without saying a word.
Ouyang Yi fought and retreated, leading the horse-faced ancient god along the passage broken by the handsome man to the top of the canopy.
Except for the handsome man who opened the canopy, the remaining five people, including the ancestor of the Baogu Su family, all followed Ouyang Yi's example, and each ran to the nearest ancient god, fighting and retreating, and went to the outside of the canopy along the passage.
The battlefield was divided into two places, one on earth and one on the canopy.
Without the intrusion of a few top-notch combat forces, the pressure on the monks on both sides dropped sharply.
Although the Terran monks are not afraid of death, they cooperate exquisitely. But after all, there was no advantage in numbers, and after a period of fighting, the number of casualties began to gradually increase.
A Terran female cultivator with a pale face and half of her body already blurred with flesh and blood was targeted by a demon monk with a snake head.
Ignoring the pain in her body, the nun turned into a rainbow light and fled quickly.
However, the demon clan monk was faster, and in just a moment, he was already close behind the female cultivator.
Seeing that she couldn't escape, the nun turned around sharply, let out bursts of happy laughter, and rushed to the hinterland of the demon monk like crazy.
Suddenly, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared, and then a roaring sound resounded through the heavens and the earth.
Countless severed limbs rained down on the ground below.
She actually attracted spiritual energy into her body, blew herself up the primordial baby, and died with more than a dozen demon monks.
After the female monk made a start, those Terran monks who were seriously injured and had lost their combat strength all showed a resolute look in their eyes, and they all flew to the hinterland of the demon clan to contribute their last energy.
The roars were as dense as firecrackers, and each boom represented the disappearance of a Terran monk's body.
Li Chenghui looked at the blood gushing, his fists clenched, and he was infected by the spirit of those Terran monks who were not afraid of death, and he wished that he could also go into battle to kill the enemy.
Unlike those Terran monks who risked their lives to fight for their lives, the handsome man had stood there like nothing since he punched the sky.
Even though several Celebrity monks had sacrificed their lives for righteousness, he was still expressionless and looked as usual.
The same is true of the Old God across from him.
With the two of them as the center, no one approached within a radius of 100 miles.
Suddenly, an extremely powerful sword qi pierced through the canopy of heaven and headed straight for the earth.
With just the residual power of the sword qi, the ground was broken through a canyon several zhang wide and a hundred zhang long.
Immediately afterwards, a severed arm full of runes fell into the clouds with a rain of blood, and the place where it fell was near the canyon.
Ouyang Yi descended from the sky with a tired expression, she raised the head of the horse-faced ancient god in her hand high, and said loudly: "Sword slashing ancient god, Ouyang Yi of the Mixed Yuan Sect." ”
The Terran monks erupted in cheers, and for a moment their morale was unparalleled, and the offensive was great.
Then a succession of people descended from the sky, all carrying the heads of their opponents in their hands.
On the side of the Terran monks, except for Ouyang Yi, only the ancestor of the Su family defeated the opponent, and the remaining four were all killed.
Five against three, the ancient gods have an advantage in terms of numbers and top combat power.
The Terran monks below were also in a situation of nine deaths and one life.
They were heavily surrounded by demon monks, and from time to time there were bursts of self-detonation sounds inside, and the gap that had just exploded was filled again by the demon monks in the blink of an eye.
At the moment of life and death, the handsome man who had not moved before suddenly walked forward.
In just one step, his momentum climbed to the top again, and the aura around him was agitated, and his fist spirit was high.
The next moment, his expression was resolute, he lunged forward, and his fist intent enveloped the five ancient gods.
"What is he going to do? Do you want to challenge the five ancient gods at the same time" Li Chenghui's eyes widened in horror, unable to believe the scene in front of him.
The next moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to have returned to their most primitive state, and only a gray patch remained in Li Chenghui's sight.
The feeling of the world spinning has struck again.
When the five senses were restored again, Li Chenghui opened his eyes and found that he was still in a state of holding one hand against the bone of his hand.
"Could it be...... I'm hallucinating, it's all because of it? ”
In fact, from the moment he saw Ouyang Yi, he guessed that he should be in a hallucination.
But I didn't expect that the cause was the hand bone in front of me.
Li Chenghui looked at the hand bones in a daze, and a bold guess bred in his heart.
He picked up his hand bones and walked with difficulty into the distance.
At a distance of three miles, he walked for nearly an hour before he arrived.
When he saw the narrow entrance, Li Chenghui secretly swallowed his saliva, and a complex emotion arose.
He gently rested his hand bones on the ground, took two quick steps, and looked nervously into the canyon.
I saw that the cliffs on both sides of the canyon were as smooth as mirrors, and the size of the interior coincided with the sword that Ouyang Yi slashed at the earth in the 'Illusion'.
The canyon was full of white bones, countless stumps, broken arms, and broken magic weapons covered almost the entire ground.
Li Chenghui cautiously stepped into the canyon and picked up a rusty remnant sword in the pile of white bones.
Gently wiping it with his hand, he saw that the end of the remnant sword was engraved with the words 'Spirit Sword Sect, Zheng Ruyue'.
This remnant sword is exactly the same as the sword of the first Terran female monk in the 'Illusion' who attracted spirits into her body and blew herself up.
"It's not an illusion, it's all real!" Li Chenghui was stunned and muttered to himself.