Lin Qiye's eyes froze, his body turned into a touch of night, and the space flickered backwards at great speed!

Almost at the same time as he moved, No. 22 raised the [Scepter] in his hand and smashed it into the ground again.

Bell ——!

The golden ripples spread out rapidly, spreading out all around, approaching the receding night.

The power of that [Scepter], Lin Qiye knew very well in his heart, once it was affected by the golden ripples, his spirit would be forcibly requisitioned, and when the time came, on the 22nd, he would gain double his spiritual power, and with the [Scepter] and [Holy Grail] in his hand, Lin Qiye, who would become an ordinary person, would have almost no chance of winning.

Fortunately, Lin Qiye set off in time, and the distance of [Night Flicker] was long enough, so he avoided the range of the [Scepter] requisition and landed on the ruins a kilometer away.

Seeing that Lin Qiye actually avoided this blow, surprise appeared in the eyes of No. 22, and he wanted to directly mobilize the power of the [Holy Grail] to make a wish, but after hesitating for a moment, he still gave up this idea.

His body shook, and he quickly chased after Lin Qiye.

Two streamers of light swept across the sky above Wucheng one after another, starting a thrilling pursuit.

In terms of speed, if Lin Qiye casts [somersault cloud], he can get rid of No. 22 in minutes, but once he does this, those pair of boots, silver birds and spears will immediately chase after him.

No. 22 has the [Scepter] in hand, and he is not afraid of these three artifacts at all, but if Lin Qiye is caught up, he will only fall into the situation of being besieged.

Lin Qiye urged the [Night Flicker] to the extreme, and at the same time looked back at the chasing No. 22, his brain was running rapidly.

Sure enough, as he expected, although No. 22 held the [Scepter] and [Holy Grail] two "supreme" artifacts, the former needed a certain casting range, and the latter needed life as a sacrifice, and it was estimated that No. 22 would be reluctant to use [Holy Grail] to make a wish, so as long as he kept a certain distance, the threat that No. 22 could pose to him was actually very limited.

Lin Qiye stepped on one after another, and one after another magical brilliance bloomed from the earth, and several figures were summoned and suspended behind him.

The Snow Maiden stretched out her hand, and countless ice crystals condensed from nothingness, turning into an overwhelming blizzard sword, surging towards the 22nd chasing behind.

No. 22 frowned slightly, his body quickly twisted, and he flexibly shuttled through the sky ice sword, looking at several figures floating in the distance, and said incomprehensibly:

"It's summoning? Didn't he only act as the Goddess of the Night and the Seraph? How can you really magic......"

Just when No. 22 was puzzled, a looming woman's voice drifted into his ears:

"Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, you are my past life, I am your ...... this life"

The moment he heard this sound, the surrounding ice swords piercing into the ground stood up at the same time, like the barrel of a pen held by an invisible hand, quickly outlining concentric circles in the sand.

As the circles converged from end to end, a woman wearing a blood-stained white dress appeared ghostly on the side of No. 22, her miserable white palm was like lightning, and she grabbed the king's [scepter] directly in his hand!

"What the hell?"

No. 22's eyes shrank, and he subconsciously took a half step back, two ice swords slashing across his skin, leaving a bloody mark on his shoulder and knee.

He didn't care about the injuries on his body, and suddenly raised the [Holy Grail] in his hand:

"Make a wish, and the evil will be dispersed!"

When the words fell, a slight glow flashed on the surface of the [Holy Grail], and the bodies of the Snow Maiden and the Pen Fairy shook at the same time, like a kite with a broken string flying upside down.

Two magical rays of light flashed, and their bodies had been sent back to the Asylum of the Gods.

Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed slightly.

Snow Maiden and Pen Fairy's joint attack didn't work, but it didn't matter, at least they consumed a chance to make a wish on the 22nd.

There is no life to replenish in this desert, and if this continues, the energy of the [Holy Grail] will run out sooner or later, and this "supreme" artifact will be completely useless at that time.

Lin Qiye was about to make a move, and the third streamer quickly flashed across the sky, hurrying here!

He and No. 22 were stunned at the same time, and turned their heads to look in that direction.

I saw an incandescent fireball falling from the sky like a ball, smashing heavily on the desert, rolling up the manic sand, and a figure holding a long sword slowly walked out of the incandescent divine light.

Lin Qiye's face was a little unfamiliar, but he was wearing a black cloak full of sword marks, and the word "38" could be faintly seen on the wide brim.

Was he the only guy who escaped from the old city lord among the agents who invaded Wucheng at that time?

Lin Qiye immediately recalled the identity of that person.

At that time, in the central square of Wucheng, only this No. 38 was not controlled by the [Scepter], and under the condition of losing mental power, he still escaped from the pursuit of the old city lord.

"[Ten Imperial Front] second place, Bifei Tu?!" When he saw that person on the 22nd, he was even more surprised than Lin Qiye, "You are still alive?" ”

Bifeitu's gaze fell on the [Scepter] in the palm of No. 22, and his eyes narrowed slightly,

"I'm going to come back and kill that old man, it seems that there is no need for this anymore......"

"Wang Zhi [Sword] ......" No. 22 also noticed the long sword in Bifeitu's hand, and the light in his eyes flashed, "It seems that your opportunity is not bad." ”

Bi Feitu didn't speak, he just glanced at Lin Qiye silently, looking a little puzzled.

"You are?"

"He's Number 33, Miles, and the Twin Divine Agents we've been looking for...... Lin Qiye. No. 22 spoke in a very seductive tone, "Bifeitu, the two of us join forces to catch the agent of the two gods from the Great Xia first, and we will share the secret we got afterwards, how about it?" ”

"Twin Divine Agents?" Bifeitu raised his eyebrows, and his eyes looking at Lin Qiye were full of curiosity.

Lin Qiye's heart sank.

Although he didn't know what the origin of this Bifei Tu was, if Lin Qiye guessed correctly, he was one of the two monsters in Pakash's mouth of the [Ten Imperial Fronts], and he was able to escape with the power of the [Scepter], and his own strength was by no means simple.

What's more, he also has a king's [sword] in his hand that is enough to slay the gods!

If Bifei Tuzhen and No. 22 join forces, then things will be bad.

Lin Qiye took a deep breath and said to Bifeitu: "The [Holy Grail] in his hand can erase the imprint of the gods in your body, we will join forces to kill him, the [Holy Grail] belongs to you, and the [Scepter] belongs to me." ”

"Seal of the Gods?" Bifeitu shook his head, "That kind of thing, I've already deducted it myself." ”

He pulled down the collar with his hand, and on the left chest of the strange body that seemed to be stitched together, a hideous blood-colored wound was exposed to the air, and judging from the traces of the wound, he should have slashed it with the blade of the king's [sword].

Deep in his left chest, a shattered heart had cracked open and had been completely lifeless.

And on his right chest, a god's heart, like an incandescent sun, was beating slowly but firmly!