At the foot of Mount Kinabalu, outside the gazebo.

The original elusive luck suddenly turned into a black mist, which could be clearly seen, and the black mist showed a little scarlet, just like the abyss mouth that chose people to devour, gradually stripping away Cao Chongrin's power, and the bitter sandalwood god smiled evilly: "It is worthy of being the strongest person in the Great Sui, and the cultivation is really profound, and if the qi luck of this realm wants to completely devour you, I am afraid it will take some time."

Cao Chonglin didn't see the panic, his face was still calm, he looked around, and said with relief: "Although I don't know the reason, the bitter sandalwood does have a new luck, so no matter how you use these originally devoured luck, they can't really affect the bitter sandalwood, but in order to restore the bitter sandalwood, the new luck must first cleanse the old luck."

Kutan God sneered and said, "I have been in the position of the righteous god for so many years, and it coincides with the new master, and the immortals have integrated my god position into the luck, which is equivalent to allowing me to coexist with the luck, which can be regarded as lifting a stone to shoot myself in the foot, at this time, it is so easy to exchange the new luck for the old luck."

Cao Chonglin asked, "So you won't die if your old luck doesn't stop?"

Kutan God said noncommittally: "The luck has changed to a new master, whether it is high or exhausted, the luck is here, I am here, it is not like before, as the bitter sandalwood luck fails, I will become weaker and weaker, until I die, in a sense, I have been reborn, so the national teacher does not have to think about resisting."

Cao Chonglin sighed with emotion: "You who have fallen into darkness have indeed gained great benefits, but in addition to the judge and the Yanshan Jun, if the luck-devouring monster also intervenes, Zhang Zhijing is afraid that he will indeed fall into a bitter battle, so I have to get out as soon as possible."

Kutan God sneered and said: "The national teacher's cultivation is profound, except for the gods who have just obtained the position of righteous gods, like me, who have cultivated divinity for decades and slept with luck, you who are not weaker than the first strongest person in the Great Sui at the peak, if I take care of you for hundreds of years, it will be like crushing an ant to death, although it is only a later story, but with luck to help me here, the national teacher's cultivation is gradually weakening, what can I get rid of?"

Cao Chonglin raised his eyebrows and said: "I think you are overestimating yourself, if Lang Huan is a god, I really have to weigh it, but you little bitter sandalwood god, I think you rely on some luck and blindly think how strong you are, I really have to teach you well, what is called low-key."

As soon as the bitter sandalwood god spoke, before he could say a word, he saw Cao Chonglin waving his hand at him in the pavilion, and he felt that his breathing suddenly stagnated, and then his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and the extremely distorted pain struck, and before he could scream, his body exploded.

Cao Chongrin seemed to have done a trivial matter, looked at the luck of the besieging pavilion, and said, "To get out completely, luck is the problem."

As he spoke, he turned his eyes to look at the bitter sandalwood god who was panting with shock on his face, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, your luck is there, and you are here, but every time you die, your luck will be reduced, otherwise wouldn't it be immortal?" And if your luck shrinks too much, will the person you rely on still be willing to bear it, or will they choose to give up on you altogether?"

Immortals can still die, let alone gods who rely on luck to survive.

The bitter sandalwood god looked at Cao Chongrin in disbelief, he couldn't imagine how strong this person was, under the shackles of luck devouring, he could still kill him lightly, the bitter sandalwood god's original cognition of Cao Chongrin collapsed instantly, but he didn't fall into the mood of fear, and said sharply: "No matter how powerful you are, you can't get rid of the luck devouring, you will eventually die!"

Cao Chonglin said indifferently, "Then get rid of it."

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Jicheng is overcast.

First, there was a slight drizzle, and then there were snowflakes falling with the raindrops, and in a few moments, it was the goose feather snow and the wind swept the city.

Zhang Zhijing maintained the posture of punching, raised his eyes to look at Yan Shanjun hanging in the air, and grinned suddenly, Yan Shanjun reacted in time, but he was still one step late, Zhang Zhijing killed in front of him at an incredible speed, and the huge fist was slammed into his face.

Billowing smoke spreads on one street, and soon on another.

Chu Chunqiu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and said, "It seems that Leader Zhang is still at ease."

Zhu Yuxue glanced at him and said, "Nonsense, little Yanshan Jun, where will he be the leader's opponent, even if he uses some yin damage methods to weaken the leader's force, he can still be defeated.

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Lin Xizhi looked elsewhere in Ji City, frowned and said, "It's a little difficult for the demon envoys to deal with it."

Chu Chunqiu heard this, and said in surprise: "It's just some little demons, no matter how many there are, it's nothing more than spending a little more time, how can they fall into a state of exhaustion?!"

Lin Xizhi said: "Because there are too many of them, it is difficult to see at a glance whether there are any changes in them, maybe there are some big demons hidden in them, hiding in the shadows to make means."

Zhu Yuxue immediately looked at Ruo Shuiqiu and ordered, "Lead the Martial God Shrine and kill the demon for me!"

Ruo Shui Qiu holds the sword and the head, as the strongest martial artist of the young generation of the Kutan Martial God Temple, he is also expected to take over the position of Venerable Luo Xian Mountain in the future, and his prestige is quite high.

The soldiers of the Xiaohua army also scattered in all directions, and scenes of fighting could be seen everywhere, and the flames of war spread to every corner.

Lu Jiuke held the book and said, "This Ji City is completely ruined."

Lin Xizhi suddenly raised his eyebrows, and then his expression changed greatly, the sound of the sword roared instantly, Chu Chunqiu and the others immediately reacted, following Lin Xizhi's gaze, they saw that the demonic energy of the river somewhere in Jicheng rushed into the sky with the waves, accompanied by a deafening roar, there were actually several demon kings, and they turned their heads and swallowed the nearby Xiaohua army armor into their stomachs.

Lin Xizhi's sword intent was a little slower, and he couldn't save those few Xiao Hua armor soldiers, but he also directly wiped out a demon king.

The figure of Hebo was short-lived on the surface of the river.

Chu Chunqiu gritted his teeth and said, "They have been hiding in Jicheng for a long time with the help of Hebo!"

Lin Xizhi said, "I'm afraid it's more than that."

A few more demon king's heads popped up under the river, and Zhu Yuxue saw this, and shouted, "No matter how many it comes, it's all destroyed!"

As he spoke, he swept out and smashed a demon king ashore with his fist.

Lin Xizhi followed, before the people arrived, the sword arrived first, setting off hundreds of waves on the river, drowning several demon kings.

Lu Jiuke held a book in one hand and a sword in the other, strolling leisurely, without even raising his eyes to look at the demon king, he brought up a canopy of blood flowers with a swing of the sword.

Chu Chunqiu drew his sword out of the sheath, and before he stepped forward, he suddenly became alert, and suddenly looked back, there was a figure standing on the eaves of a certain place, wearing a black robe, full of silver wires, with chains hanging from his shoulders, and his expression was vicious, it was the judge!

No matter how Sui Qin and Nai He Hai agreed on the rules, they were only in Nai He Hai, not to mention that this matter involved Yan Shanjun, the son of Mo Zhang, but although Chu Chunqiu thought that the process of hunting Yan Shanjun would not be so easy, he didn't expect the judge to come in person.

His face sank suddenly.

The judge didn't pay attention to Chu Chunqiu, but looked at Yanshan Jun, who was struggling to resist Zhang Zhijing, and muttered: "Martial God Zhang Zhijing, sure enough, the strength is superior, any of us have no chance of winning against him alone, but at this moment, everyone is in my body, and Cao Chonglin lacks skills, even if it is only temporary, it is enough."

His purpose was to save Yanshan Jun, but he didn't waste his efforts with these people to fight to the death, so he swept the air and killed Zhang Zhijing at the first time, Chu Chunqiu tried to intercept him when he saw this, but was slapped away by the judge.

Lin Xi knew the sword and returned, looked at the embarrassed Chu Chunqiu, and said, "You go to deal with the demon king, I'll stop him."

Chu Chunqiu gritted his teeth and said, "Although your cultivation is higher than mine, you have not been able to break the shackles of Yu Xue, the result of intercepting the judge will not make any difference, those demon kings are enough to deal with it with the ability of Zhu Yuxue and Lu Jiuke, we must join forces, even if it is good to stop for a while."

Lin Xizhi bluntly refused: "It is better for the three of you to solve the demon king as soon as possible and then come to help, otherwise I will fight hard, but I can't take care of you, don't hurt you first."

Without giving Chu Chunqiu a chance to continue speaking, Lin Xizhi shook his wrist and slashed out a sword intent, like a big river bursting its embankment, deflecting the direction of the collision of the judge who was rushing halfway, and then raised his sword to kill it.

When Chu Chunqiu saw this picture, he didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and flew away.

The judge waved his hand and slapped Lin Xizhi with another sword intent, and said calmly: "Your Excellency the Sword God is invincible and bitter, but compared to Tang Tang, it is far behind, you have no chance to kill Yanshan Jun, and it is the right choice to retreat obediently."

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Zhi said: "I can't compare with Tang Tang, but as long as I hold on to the national teacher, I think I can still do it."

The judge smiled, "It's a pity that Cao Chonglin can't come for a while."

Lin Xizhi frowned.

The judge said: "It is also the mercy of the candle god, I thought that Cao Chonglin would make a move, and it would be extremely difficult to save Yanshan Jun, but I didn't expect that there would be an accident."

Lin Xi didn't have time to think about the problem, he said with a calm face: "I have indeed never killed a murderous god in my life, and I have no regrets in this life if I can fight with His Excellency the judge."

The judge raised his eyebrows and said, "It is worthy of being a sword god, and his spirit is terrifying."

He stretched out his hand to move forward, the chains on his shoulders trembled and flew out suddenly, at the same time, the sword in Lin Xizhi's hand also broke through the air, and collided several times in succession, the flying sword was entangled in the chains, Lin Xizhi put his fingers together, and picked it up, Xihe's sword intent burst out, the flying sword instantly broke free from the chains, and the endless sword intent blasted towards the judge.

However, the judge directly shook Lin Xizhi's Xihe sword intent, strode forward, his body suddenly increased, and his huge palm, like a house, slapped at Lin Xizhi, who stepped on the ground, the gravel splashed, rushed forward, bypassed the judge's palm, stepped on his arm with force, and pointed out, it was a more vast sword intent directly hitting the judge's face.

But with a loud bang and smoke, the judge's face suddenly poked out, and he grabbed Lin Xizhi tightly with a wave of his palm, and the huge force splashed blood, directly making Lin Xizhi a bloody man, looking at the bitter sandalwood sword god who was still coughing up blood in his palm, the judge smiled and said: "It seems too cruel to let His Excellency the Sword God die like this, I'll give you a good time."