He used to be a person who had a glorious era, and he was also a person who could stand up to those legends, and he was once invited by Rootless to join the rebellion, but he didn't go.

I disdain to be a brother with that dog thief, and the hatred of taking my wife is not shared!

He hasn't gone all out for twenty years, it's not that he doesn't have the strength, it's not that he doesn't dare to fight, but if he fights, he may not be able to accompany Jin Feng

The Godhead mask is a family heirloom, and it is also a means for him to crisscross the rivers and lakes for many years, giving him the title of fierce and giving him a great name in the rivers and lakes, but it also makes his body and spirit worse day by day.

This immortal method is said to be for Jin Feng, but in fact, it is not for himself.

How many years has he not dared to do it with all his might, just because his current body and spirit can no longer bear the heavy pressure, even a Wei Chigong made him almost collapse, after I don't know how many years, Erlang God and him once again saw the light of day!

Roar!

A frightening syllable erupted from his throat with bloodshot spurts, and it was from this syllable that silver armor began to slowly emerge from his body.

But the armor was like a mountain, and the appearance of each piece made his body more stiff, until the hair crown appeared, and his body could barely lift up, but the three-pointed two-edged spear in his hand shone brightly, and a low sound made his eyes burst into a gleam.

In the next second, the body that had been stiff for decades straightened up!

"Evil beasts! Ambush! ”

Without a single superfluous byte, the sound exploded between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Xia Liuqing seemed to have returned to his youth, the three-pointed two-edged gun was dancing vigorously in his hand, and the second Erlang God fully emerged, he rushed out directly.

There is no killing intent in his eyes, he is bland, indifferent, like a real god performing divine punishment.

Su Ming just glanced at it and knew that this battle might not need to be fought, this guy was already dead.

The light that erupted in his eyes was the last light of his life, and when this ray of light dissipated, everything would come to an end.

The body began to retreat, everything had been secretly marked with a price, and the price that Xia Liuqing rushed out this time was his life.

But Su Ming is different, since he is here to kill him, there is no need to give him the way a strong man should die, just annihilate himself in the dust

Suddenly, his eyes widened suddenly, and at some point there was an extra colored light under his feet, which directly converged into a vicious dog at this time, and the moment he opened his mouth, Su Ming felt that his mind was swallowed in it.

If it weren't for Yuan Zhen, he might really want to go to the Tao, but even then his body was not easy, a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off by the colored dog, and this was just an appetizer, because of the momentary delay just now, Erlang God Xia Liuqing had already arrived.

The three-pointed two-edged spear slashed horizontally, and Su Ming had no way to hide, but he didn't want to dodge either, because someone came to help.

Poop!

The second the three-pointed two-edged gun and the fire-tipped gun collided, the world seemed to be silent.

"Stupid! You are bringing about your own destruction! ”

Another drama sounded between heaven and earth.

Su Ming gathered his strength and kicked it violently, kicking the dog away in an instant, this was a battle between their master and apprentice, and it didn't belong to him anymore.

It's a pity that Liu Yanyan wasn't there, otherwise she would have to get some melon seeds to sit and watch.

The person who came was Wang Zhenqiu, who was in the same state of Godhead Mask, but the Godhead Mask was also different, Wang Zhenqiu had already spurted out a mouthful of blood even when he first touched it, and then his body flew out sideways.

This is the true strength of the second order of the Godhead Mask, a state that Wang Zhenqiu has never seen before!

No, he may have seen the door god of Wei Chigong, but he has definitely never seen the Erlang God, who is already known for his killing power!

But now Xia Liuqing has completely lost his consciousness, and everything is like instinct, but even so, every move is towards Wang Zhenqiu's vital point, without the slightest hand.

Although Wang Zhenqiu didn't want to admit it, after all, this was half of his teacher, although it was a trick to learn his hands even by coaxing and deceiving, but from the moment Xia Liuqing gave him the gloves, he was also willing to call this old man Master.

If he hadn't given him the gloves, he wouldn't have cared if he lived or died, but now he is the foundation of human beings.

Although he has no heart or lungs, he is not inhuman.

As an insider, he could see at a glance that the current Xia Liuqing was completely relying on his breath, and his spirit was already sluggish, if he didn't interrupt him now, what was waiting for him would be death.

But how to interrupt is a problem, now he can't open the second order at all, and he can't compete with the current Xia Liuqing at all

His body that was beaten everywhere suddenly caught a glimpse of Su Ming's gloating appearance, he came up just to help, and by the way, he looked at Don't let this guy die, but he pulled away directly, letting the unconscious Xia Liuqing regard himself as an enemy.

Gritting his teeth, he suddenly thought of a trace of unrealistic thoughts

Once again, he tried his best to dodge Erlang God's shot, and the light on Nezha's body slowly faded.

A trace of doubt flashed in Su Ming's eyes when he saw this scene, "Huh? Is this waiting to die? ”

Wang Zhenqiu's ascension is not weak, and he is sure that he still has the means to take it out, but now what does this mean.

His thoughts were interrupted, and after Nezha's light faded, Wang Zhenqiu's power of faith did not fade, but began to wipe his face again, but this time, the light

It doesn't seem to be too sunny.

However, this was only his first impression, and after only a second, his eyes suddenly widened, and his pupils contracted to the same extent as witnessing Xiao Ge's pole dancing in a nightclub.

There is nothing wrong with that feeling, it is from the power of incense, as if thousands of people under his protection are praying to him together, calling for strength to him, and every word is extremely clear, as if it really rings in his ears.

The strange thing is that he didn't respond to that call, Wang Zhenqiu's body had already begun to rise countless black lights, and the ghost's howl was still secondary, and his hand slowly evolved into a dark red long knife, which was the victory over evil, and the soul banner in his other hand was also slowly forming

If the others were just similar, then his face would be a complete replica of Su Ming's face, and even the trace of blood at the corner of Su Ming's mouth now and the corner of his mouth that often grinned to the root of his ears were completely reproduced one by one.

"Grass! You play Lao Tzu! Su Ming let out a low sigh, knowing that this was just an attempt by Wang Zhenqiu.

The essence of the Godhead Mask is to use the means of advocating excellence to communicate the power of faith between heaven and earth, so as to achieve the effect of arming themselves with the power of faith, and there is no real god who will respond, nor delay them from using power.

But this attempt is undoubtedly a failure, because the state of this performance is not even as good as when Nezha was before, but

"Don't embarrass Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has never lost in a fight, dare to lose in the face of Lao Tzu."

"None of you guys want to go back alive!"

Although Su Ming's tone was a little angry, the interest in his eyes was also real, and he wanted to know what the situation would be like after he responded to this call and asked him to borrow power.

He just thought about it, like a fake note, and the power of the incense that he received in response instantly began to boil.

(End of chapter)