Chaos, the whole Songshan is in chaos.

The gods slaughtered as much as they wanted, and there were powerful warriors who avoided it early, and they didn't dare to plunder its edge. There are also many people who beg for mercy and show their submission. There are only two people who make a move, one is Pang Ban, and the other is Wu Ming. And Wu Bao, Martial God, and Wu Bei heard Wu Ming's news and had already fled. With so many warriors in the way, it was impossible for those gods to kill them in a short period of time. This kind of indiscriminate attack is extremely powerful, and when it is released, a large number of people fall. But at the end of the day, there are too many warriors here.

The halberd swept, and the warriors fell one by one, without the slightest ability to resist. And the strongest brocade-robed god was dealing with Pang Ban, and he didn't care about the life or death of those people at all, and even those who were unlucky to beg for mercy were hung up a lot, and the brocade-robed god's face never changed, and his eyes kept staring at Pang Ban who was dodging.

"Aren't you going to make a move? Just watching their slaughter? This is not your character, is it? You have the same compassionate nature as the demon lord, but you hesitate to save people at this time, and you are afraid?"

Bai Suzhen's expression was still indifferent: "You know that my mother is the demon lord, then you should understand even more that my father is the god master, the god master of the Divine Palace!

The smile on God's face froze again.

If the demon lord is not like a demon, he has a compassionate heart, then the god lord is not like a god, his heart is hard enough to take action against his wife and children, he doesn't care about everything, he only cares about immortality. And his will cannot be disobeyed. In the final analysis, the god lord is a domineering person, domineering to the extreme, but he knows how to endure it very well, otherwise he would not be able to bear the fact that the Sou Shen Palace was born after an interval of two hundred years, and that is not really born, but just found Bu Jingyun.

Relatively silent, the three of them, led by Bai Suzhen, still stood on the top of the hill.

At this time, the Songshan Fengzen Platform was completely chaotic. Pang Bian dodged in embarrassment. But Wu Ming didn't believe that Pang Ban's strength was so weak that he could only dodge, and with his strength, it should be enough to break that finger. In this regard, Wu Ming was puzzled. But I don't have time to care. At this time, a god was already coming towards him.

All the people around him retreated. Even Hong Qigong, who wanted to stay and help, was also persuaded by Wu Ming to leave.

A few years ago, he slaughtered a clone of the gods, and now. What he wants is not a battle, but a god butcher in the true sense of the word. Even if it's just a heavenly soldier, it's a god!

The heavenly soldiers walked towards Wu Ming step by step, he was holding a halberd in his hand, just like the rest of the thirty-five heavenly soldiers. Every step he took, Wu Ming felt his heart pounding, and with his steps, the blood and qi in his body continued to boil, and he seemed to have a desire to burst out of his body.

At the beginning, Wu Ming had already fallen into disadvantage.

"Kill!" the soldier burst into his mouth, and his murderous aura skyrocketed, like a big devil who killed people like a demon, exuding a terrifying momentum all over his body. With the halberd in his hand, he stabbed it out suddenly.

The speed of this halberd was incredibly fast, and it directly broke through the space, striving to kill Wu Ming with one blow.

can become an immortal and become a god, there is no simple. After countless years of fighting and tempering, the strength of each heavenly soldier is extremely terrifying for mortals, not the kind in those novels, which are vulnerable, and they are just compared to different people.

For ordinary people, no martial artist is very powerful and incapable of being defeated. For ordinary martial artists, Pang Ban is the demon god, that is, the killing god, and can only be watched from a distance. For the gods, the so-called strongest in the mortal world is just ants, and it has not reached that level, and it is difficult to understand that kind of mystery. And those who can soar to become immortals are all talented people, not ordinary people.

At first, Wu Ming felt that Pang Ban was able to defeat the heavenly soldiers on the Heavenly Road a few years ago, and the heavenly soldiers were obviously not very powerful. But now that he really saw the strength of the Heavenly Soldiers, he couldn't help but be moved. This guy is really strong!

A halberd broke through the air and rushed forward bravely.

In the face of such a powerful halberd, Wu Ming's face was solemn, he didn't want to resist hard, so he took out the Qingfeng Sword and fought with this heavenly soldier.

The Holy Spirit Sword Technique, stabbing out one sword after another, is fast and unpredictable. But in the face of the long halberd that was overwhelming, the pressure was still huge.

The heavenly soldier suddenly drank in his mouth, and one hand sealed: "Fixed!"

A divine light came out from the fingertips of the heavenly soldier, and he was fighting fiercely, staring at the heavenly soldier's halberd all the time, getting too close, Wu Ming didn't have time to retreat, and when he reacted, he was already hit by the divine light, and he suddenly found that he couldn't move.

Immobilization Spell!

Wu Ming suddenly understood, this is the kind of magic in the Journey to the West that he had seen before. Unexpectedly, this kind of magic really exists.

Carelessness cannot be regarded as carelessness, but can only be said to be a complete ignorance of the means that God has. This is somewhat similar to the point point, but it is not the same, this divine light hits, the effect is definitely more than ten times that of the point point.

The Heavenly Soldier held a halberd in his hand and stabbed it at Wu Ming's head.

Wu Ming's face changed slightly, with his blood and qi, although this immobilization spell was a divine technique, it couldn't fix him for long, but it was undeniable that it only took a moment of exercise for the soldiers to be able to pierce his head. And the nine-turn golden body has only cultivated to the second turn, and if it is the third turn, it should be able to barely block this long halberd.

"Click!"

In front of Wu Ming's eyes, there was one more person, holding a silver-white hand, and the blade was overflowing, exuding a terrifying chill.

"Boy, you owe me my life. ”

As the man's words fell, the halberd in the hand of the heavenly soldier broke off in response. The brocade-robed god over there suddenly looked back.

The halberd, no matter how bad it is, is an immortal weapon, a weapon used by immortals. I didn't expect it to be folded in the mortal world. Is there any weapon in the mortal world that is more powerful than the heavenly soldiers? What kind of means can mortals have to create weapons that are more powerful than immortal weapons? Could it be that they are the divine weapons left in the mortal world in ancient times?

Wu Ming's whole body was covered in golden light, and his body was able to move, so he smiled bitterly and said, "I was careless for a while, but I didn't expect to almost be punished." Thank you Nie seniors for saving me, I won't say anything about the kid, I have written down this favor. ”

The person who came, it was that Nie madness.

What was shocking was that he actually cut off the halberd in the hand of the heavenly soldier one by one, and even the face under the armor of the heavenly soldier was stunned.

"Senior, this person will be handed over to me. I was careless just now, and next, I'm going to use the means too. Wu Ming sneered.

"Hey, it seems that this drudgery is not necessarily so boring, this trophy is mine!" (To be continued......)