Although Wang Lichong and the three of them spoke in a low voice, what they said actually fell into the ears of the gods, but although the strength of the gods was not as good as that of the old beggars, it was at least comparable to the gods of the Futu world, and Wang Lichong and the three of them survived the emperor-level heavenly tribulation, that is, the fusion of remnant souls, which was equal to the strength of the low-level immortal master, that is, the level of the gods of the Futu world.

There are three levels of difference between them and the gods of the outer heavens, and the difference in strength is dozens of times, and it is impossible for the gods to take them into account, so they discuss how to kill the gods, and the gods should only listen to jokes.

It's just that when Wang Lichong took out the black nail, the heavenly god glanced at it, but he was suddenly shocked: "The breath of the machine god department! mortal, come here!"

Wang Li didn't pay attention to it, and with a flick of his hand, the black nail broke through the air, and the speed was so fast that the pupils of the Heavenly God shrank sharply, obviously, he couldn't react to the speed of this broken nail.

"Bell...... Bell ......"

The nail pierced the god's body, and his clothes were not pierced, and he was bounced to the ground, and he had no power at all.

The god stared wide-eyed, stunned on the spot, he was frightened. Wang Lichong and the three of them also opened their eyes wide, stunned on the spot, these three people were dumbfounded.

They had all seen the power of the nails, and as soon as they made a move, the star beasts that were one level stronger than them were instantly killed, and all the spirit souls and bodies were shattered into slag!

Don't think that the star beast is only one level stronger than them, but from the body and defense of the star beast, maybe even the god of the outer heaven in front of him will not be the opponent of that star beast, but why did this nail kill the star beast in seconds, but even the skin of this god could not be pierced?

"Ho...... Hahaha......"

The gods laughed a little after the catastrophe, just now he thought that he was going to die, but he didn't expect that this broken nail was really broken.

After laughing for a while, the face of the god of heaven turned cold, he stretched out his hand, and clasped his five fingers, Wang Lichong couldn't control his own flight to the god, and he grabbed his throat and imprisoned his whole body.

"Brother Wang!"

Mo Jie Lai Jie has always been the most righteous, seeing that Wang Li Chong was caught, the two of them regardless of the difference in strength, immediately shot, but the move has not yet been launched, that day the god snorted coldly, and the powerful spiritual pressure shook the two of them, seeing that they flew upside down, spitting blood from their mouths, but they crashed into the little beggar.

The old beggar took a horizontal figure and caught Mo Jie and Lai Jie, but saw that their eyes were closed, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

The old beggar narrowed his eyes and said, "It's really ruthless, if you hurt one more person, I don't want to worry too much about the old beggar." ”

The god said coldly: "No matter what, I will take this person away, if you want to stop it, I guarantee that all the people related to you will die." ”

"Get out!" cried the old beggar angrily.

"Hmph. ”

The god snorted twice, made a move with his hand, found the broken nail on the ground in his hand, and flew away with Wang Lichong.

Wang Lichong's whole body was banned, the difference in strength was dozens of times, he didn't even have the ability to speak, but his eyes were open angrily, he didn't know whether Mo Jie Lai Jie was alive or dead, but he would rather live and die together.

However, he doesn't even have the strength to fight hard.

At the same time that Wang Lichong was captured, Diao Tian and Nan Mingzhu had already arrived at the mountain behind Yishuimen, entered the treasure of the thief god, and arrived in the spirit room.

"This is what you call the treasure of the thief god?" Nan Mingzhu felt the breath of all the spiritual weapons in the spirit weapon room, and said in surprise: "There are also divine weapons!"

"This god who has arrived at the Earth Venerable Immortal Realm has no aura, I can already feel that he should be somewhere in the mountains of the Ten Thousand Evils, I am afraid that Yugu and the others will not die in vain, and will transmit some information to the outer heavens. Diao Tian walked in front of the artifact and continued: "However, maybe it's just a little bit of a route, so this god will go to the Ten Thousand Evil Mountains instead of directly looking for our whereabouts, so there is no problem in killing the gods from the Netherworld." ”

Nan Mingzhu nodded and said, "Your Highness wants this artifact to recognize the master?"

"No, I don't like to use a bow. Diao Tian picked up the artifact in the form of a big bow, felt the fierce resistance intent of the artifact, and threw it towards Nan Mingzhu: "Try to make it recognize the master." ”

"What about you, Your Highness, your spirit weapon can't deal with the gods of the outer heavens, and their strength is at least at the level of the gods of the Futu World. ”

"There's one more piece here that suits me. You first try to make the bow confess to the Lord. ”

"Okay. Nan Mingzhu held this bow with a body like cotton, and like a big bow condensed by clouds and mist, his mind was condensed on the big bow, and his eyes looked at the description of this big bow: "The clouds descended from the sky, and I dreamed of the divine weapon created by Yun himself, but thousands of miles away locked people's breath, took people's lives with airborne arrows, and killed people in the invisible shadow." ”

Nan Mingzhu had a deep smile on his face, and seemed to like this longbow very much, so he sat down cross-legged again, and surrendered this cloud descending scar with all his heart.

She may not be able to subdue the spirit of this bow, after all, she is only a god emperor level, and this bow is a level stronger than her, but it doesn't hurt to try, not to mention that the demon clan's mind is stronger than that of mortals, it may not be impossible.

When Nan Mingzhu was trying to subdue the cloud descending to the sky, Diao Tian had already walked in front of the Tiangong Ghost Axe, which was a single-edged axe about one meter long and purple-gold, with pure physical output, but it was the strongest attack power among the god-emperor level spirit weapons, with three moves to open the sky axe, which could slash the gods.

This is the spiritual weapon that Diao Tian wants, and he is more accustomed to this kind of close-range violent output.

"Hoo ......"

Black Sanskrit appeared on Diao Tian's arms and forehead, and the demonic energy emanated from Diao Tian's body, and the black lips raised with a strange arc, and said to himself: "I don't like others to rebel against me, and I don't like something to rebel against me, usually resisting me will only bring destruction, do you want to experience the pleasure of killing the high gods in my hands, or be destroyed by me, now, give me an answer." ”

With Diao Tian's own strength, he can't subdue such a spiritual weapon with the strongest attack power, but the weapon spirit is unruly, so he can only make himself semi-demonized.

It's just that the half-demonized Diao Tian is not using spiritual power to subdue the heavenly ghost axe, but "negotiating", and it sounds more like a threat, he actually threatened a spiritual weapon, asking this spiritual weapon to recognize its own master.

After Diao Tian was demonized, the poisonous snake-like ruthless eyes have been staring at the heavenly ghost axe, and the indifferent but longing contradictory eyes don't seem to want this spiritual weapon to recognize the owner, but want this spiritual weapon to resist in order to destroy it.

There is an unspeakable pressure in such a look, like a priest who prays for you to ascend to heaven, but whose hands are sending you back to hell.

Maybe even the spirit weapon felt the threat of death, a purely psychological pressure, amazing, the heavenly ghost axe actually flew into Diao Tian's hands by itself.

"You're smart. ”

Diao Tian held the heavenly ghost axe and said coldly.