Jianmu Linggen jumped down from the trunk of the tree, and his long gorgeous hair rippled in the streamer.

"Now, it's time to kill."

Jianmu Linggen joined the chaotic battlefield, her slender figure was as erratic as a ghost, shuttling quickly on the battlefield, in this process, whether it was the grandmaster of the Mountain and Sea Relic Clan, or the powerhouse of the Gate Valve Family, she was unable to detect the slightest breath of Jianmu Linggen.

The battlefield is bloody and brutal.

The white and slender girl shuttled through it, as if walking in another dimension.

Soon.

Jianmu Linggen found his first goal.

It was a tall warrior in black close-fitting armor, holding a flower spear more than a meter long in his hand, without a mask, and two eyes bursting with a cruel light.

There are only six servants of the gods,

Except for the scar that fell to Jianmu Linggen's hands at the beginning, there were only five remaining servants of the God Sealer.

The young man in front of him, armed with a spear and wearing armor, looked like an ancient samurai, although he didn't know what his name was, but the aura emanating from his body proved his identity as a god.

The Warrior of the Gods, who is fighting against the Grandmaster of the Mountain and Sea Relic Clan.

The battle was quite fierce, with fists, feet, swords and guns colliding with each other, and the sound was like a muffled thunder.

The ancient trees hugged by several people around them were shattered by the aftermath of the battle, and countless dust filled the air.

Even a highly trained sniper could only squint at the face of such an existence, barely seeing two phantoms entangled with each other, flashing from his field of vision.

A battle between grandmasters and masters.

It's hard for outsiders to meddle.

Only masters who are also in the realm of grandmasters can help.

The battle has been going on for some time, and under such a high-intensity battle, the physical strength is being consumed rapidly.

As time passed, sweat gradually dripped from the face of the old grandmaster of the Mountain and Sea Relic Clan, and his wheezing voice became heavy, and his physical strength had already exceeded it.

After all, he was very old.

There's no way to be as energetic as a young person.

At the beginning, this old man was able to suppress the god sealer in front of him with his rich combat experience.

But now it is gradually falling into the disadvantage, and the physical strength of the god sealer seems to be endless, and every move contains great power.

"Old thing, your legend is coming to an end!"

The young samurai laughed.

It has been decades since the masters of the mountain and sea relics on the opposite side stepped into the realm of grandmasters, and the grandmasters before the revival of the mountain and sea spirit realm are still quite golden, and in a large province with a population of hundreds of millions, there are only about a dozen grandmasters on the surface.

Such a existence.

It's a good thing to call it a legend.

But unfortunately, the legend will slowly fade in the passage of time.

However, the power of the gods can transcend time, and in their lives, the power can always be maintained at a constant peak, of course, such a choice has a price.

The strength of the God Sealer will not decrease, but it is also difficult to improve it with conventional means.

Bang!

The Warrior of the Gods and the Grandmaster of the Mountain and Sea Relic Clan collided with each other again.

Then they separated from each other and retreated towards the rear.

The Divine Warrior only took three steps back, and was already firmly on his feet, with a relaxed smile on his face.

And in front of him, the elderly Grandmaster of the Mountain and Sea Relic Clan had an abnormal flush glow on his face, trying to calm the injuries that had gradually accumulated in his heart.

But in the end, it fell short.

Poof!

Scarlet, burning blood spurted out and spilled onto the old man's chest.

Stand tall and thin.

"Hahaha!" The young warrior laughed and stepped forward, the spear in his hand shaking slightly like a black snake, the tip of which shone with a cold, sharp glow in the sunlight.

Swish!

But just when he wanted to take the other party's life.

A slender white figure appeared on the battlefield, stuck right between the two.

"What the hell!?"

A look of anger appeared on the samurai's face, and at the same time, he was secretly surprised in his heart.

Because the girl in front of him is a little too beautiful and flawless, as if she came out of a painting, even a weathered warrior like him has ripples in his heart when he sees each other.

But soon, the samurai realized that things were not as simple as he had imagined.

In the moment, though, most of the attention was drawn to the opponent.

But when the girl appeared, she was silent, and her body as if she was moving instantaneously was a little too unbelievable.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

The samurai struck out decisively, and the tip of the spear stabbed towards the center of Kenki's eyebrows.

Obviously, he was about to succeed and cut the opponent's grandmaster under the horse, but he was disturbed by outsiders at the critical moment, which made him feel surprisingly angry.

Relying on himself to be a god.

The samurai was not afraid at all, but he regarded the girl in front of him as a strange master among the remnants of the mountains and seas, and wanted to test it twice.

However, on the battlefield, meeting is a matter of life and death.

Although Jianmu Linggen has been observing the world as a divine tree for a long time.

But after incarnating into a human form, Jianmu Linggen's movements still have a kind of flowing beauty, as if it is integrated with the legendary ethereal "Dao", Su Heng has reason to suspect that in the long years, Jianmu Linggen should often incarnate in human form and walk in the world, and even behind some historical events that are buried in time, it is very likely that it is the handwriting of ancient gods such as Jianmu Linggen.

"Block!"

The thick, pitch-black barrel of the gun was blocked by an unstoppable force.

The god sealer warrior had a frightened look on his face, and he fell into the disadvantage in the collision just now, even through the spear, he felt a sharp pain in his tiger's mouth, and half of his body was numb.

Jianmu Linggen didn't leave him a chance to react.

The figure flickered.

A fluttering palm slapped on the top of the young samurai's head.

The immortal stroked my top and opened the heavenly spirit with all his might.

Poof!

In the final moments of his life, the young samurai heard the crisp click of his own skull shattering, like fine porcelain falling from a high place to the ground, and his consciousness was plunged into eternal darkness.

The samurai's head exploded like a rotting watermelon.

A red, white, and white viscous liquid spilled on the ground, and the tall, headless corpse lay backwards.

Jianmu Linggen's white clothes were chic, and his jade-like ankles were fluttering in mid-air, and there was not the slightest trace of blood on his body.

The God Talent is activated.

The mythical points on the samurai's body were sucked away by the whale.

The Divine Sealer was completely reduced to a rotten piece of flesh and never resurrected again.

"Sure enough, anyone should only have one life, and that's the greatest fairness in the world." Jianmu Linggen looked at the corpse on the ground and sighed softly, the expression on his face was neither sad nor joyful.

A girl who suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

Showing terrifying power, with a wave of his hand, the fall of the Gods.

Such a thing, whether it was the remnants of the mountains and seas or the army of the gate lords, they all fell into a brief panic.

Jianmu Linggen looked around, obviously a very beautiful and harmless girl, but no one on the entire battlefield dared to look at her, and her petite and slender body seemed to exude the thick majesty of a demon king.

"Uh-huh."

Jianmu Linggen snorted coldly without being salty or light.

Then he took a step forward, and the figure disappeared into the battlefield in an instant.

She sensed the breath of the next god sealer and began to continue her hunt until another few seconds had passed since Jianmu Linggen left the battlefield.

Which red-faced and white-haired old master of the Mountain and Sea Relic Clan slapped his head as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He stomped his foot hard, and his face was full of remorse.

"My lord, what's wrong?"

A young junior beside him rarely saw his uncle and grandfather so out of shape, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Stupid!" The old sect master stroked his chest and sighed, "Who else can kill the God Sealer, except for Lord Jianmu Linggen!" ”

Although the bloodline of the mountain and sea relics has continued, the inheritance has been broken, and more than once, the true image of the Jianmu Linggen Divine Tree has long been forgotten in the long river of history.

As for what it looks like after taking on a human form.

It is even less known, but it can be reminiscent of the news revealed in the previous meeting.

Since which girl just now showed the ability to kill the gods, coupled with the temperament and appearance of Izuku and her own mysterious and unpredictable strength, if nothing else, which girl should be the incarnation of Lord Jianmu Linggen in the world.

What a pity!

He is old and too slow to react.

After Lord Jianmu Linggen left, he could react.

For now, I just hope that the Jianmu Linggen God will be magnanimous and not blame himself for the rudeness of these people.

"I see!"

The old grandmaster's words made the warriors of the Mountain and Sea Relic Clan who stretched out their hands react, and then they were overjoyed, "Since Lord Jianmu Linggen has appeared on this battlefield, it means that Lord Jianmu Linggen has never given up on us, and in the most dangerous time, Lord Jianmu Linggen has brought us hope of victory." ”

"We can't let Master Jianmu Linggen down." Another warrior with a sword in his hand said excitedly.

"Roar!"

The warriors of the remnants of the mountains and seas let out a battle cry.

Hundreds of battle cries converged and swept outward like a tidal wave.

The appearance of Jianmu Linggen seemed to have given a boost to the remnants of the mountains and seas, whether it was a powerful grandmaster or a young warrior, they were all fighting bravely to kill the enemy and rush forward.

In stark contrast to that.

It was the army of the Gate Valve Family, who fell to the ground like a mythical god.

The corpse was trampled into rotting blood by the remnants of the mountains and seas, the myth of invincibility was broken, the morale of the gate lord army was low, and it began to gradually retreat, and the form on the battlefield was instantly reversed.

And in the process.

Jianmu Linggen's actions are not chaotic at all, she is like an eagle falcon hunting in the sky, keenly looking for her prey.

The second, the third, the fourth.

In less than ten minutes.

Three gods in succession fell into the hands of Jianmu Linggen.

If you put aside the special ability of the immortality of the gods, then a simple analysis of their strength, you will find that the strength of these gods is probably above the level of ordinary grandmasters and below the mountain and sea grandmasters.

In Su Heng's estimate, their vitality was probably between fifty and seventy points.

And build the wood spirit root.

With the continuous growth and enhancement of the Jianmu Spirit Root Body during this period of time, the strength of the Jianmu Spirit Root Incarnation has also improved a lot, and the vitality is almost close to three hundred points.

The gap is more than five times, although the vitality cannot be completely converted into strength.

But under the same vitality.

It must have been the Jianmu Spirit Root that had been tempered over a long period of time that was even stronger, let alone in such a huge gap.

The god sealer, who seemed invincible to outsiders, was as fragile in the hands of Jianmu Linggen as the feed in the mouth of a newly hatched chick, and he had not even stepped into the realm of chickens.

Bang!

When the fourth god was clutching his throat and fell to the ground.

The Door Lord's army finally began to slowly retreat.

I have to say.

The basic combat literacy of the gate lord army is still quite good, well-equipped, and even in the case of heavy damage, the overall evacuation still looks quite orderly.

There is no such thing as a rout, or even a cannibalism.

"The last one to be a god."

Kenmu Linggen looked deep into the forest and found a young girl who looked like a commander in the midst of the enemy's army.

The girl did not join the battlefield herself, but stayed in the rear position as a commander, so she was able to survive until now, but unfortunately only in this forest.

It doesn't make sense to hide anywhere.

There is nowhere to run.

……

"Still can't get to the base?"

In a camp in the forest.

In the proposed tent, Du Junzheng looked nervous and asked a communication officer next to him who was operating a huge square box.

"I don't know why, just now, the communication was suddenly cut off." The middle-aged communications officer also had anxiety written on his face, and he had extensive experience in hundreds of military conflicts or exercises.

Even in a skirmish.

The act of releasing important information just by relying on a broken radio and a few simple coils was rewarded by the gate valve.

But the situation in front of him made him feel helpless, the communication equipment did not have any failure, and the message was sent intact, but it could not successfully reach the receiving device at the other end, as if the information was blocked by some strange medium in the process of transmission.

"Damn it!"

Du Junjiao's good face was full of anxiety, and looking at the busy combatants, she felt unusually uneasy in her heart.

It didn't take too long, probably just three or five breaths, and with a bang, it seemed as if a violent hurricane was rising in the forest, and the tent was completely lifted out, and Du Jun's premonition became a reality.

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