Chapter 902: Destroying God

Style: Fantasy Author: MomoWords: 3796Update Time: 24/01/10 09:31:11
Seeing that Lu Ye was intact, King Gengwu breathed a sigh of relief.

He is worthy of being chosen by the Secretary!

In the situation just now, he actually dared to come here alone. Not to mention anything else, his courage alone surpassed that of his other team members.

"Senior Brother Geng." Lu Ye called softly. King Gengwu nodded, raised his eyes to look at the situation on the field, and frowned.

The same question as Lu Ye arose in his mind, why didn't Ning Hu escape?

Before he could figure it out, he heard Ning Hu yelling: "Senior brother, haven't you seen through the matter so far?"

An Mofeng's mouth was bleeding. He covered his chest with his hand and said, "Anyway, let Zi Yan go first. You've watched him grow up!"

The young monk named Ziyan, who was held in Ning Hu's hand, also struggled to speak: "Great Elder, spare your life!"

Ning Hu shook his head slowly and looked at An Mofeng sadly: "Senior brother, you have disappointed me so much! Back then, our qualifications were very different, but now I am the sea of ​​gods, and what about you? You still stop at Zhenhu, practicing within the sect. You use more resources, but now my cultivation level is higher, do you know why?"

An Mofeng sighed: "The old sect leader once said that you have to be better than me in terms of qualifications."

"Fart!" Ning Hu scolded angrily, "That old guy's eyesight is so dim that he can't even see that I am the Anzi of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge. What else can he see? I will tell you today why I can ascend to the divine sea, and you can not."

Saying this, he suddenly took a step forward: "Because you always place your hopes on others and never think of fighting for yourself! Generation after generation, you always

Ling Ling Xian Qiang Shan Pu was promoted to the third level. 21 You 1 You are just too young. It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. Don’t forget that you are the one.

The sect master of Xianxia Mountain!"

An Mofeng was slightly distracted by Hong Zhongda Lu's angry shouting. Looking back on his past decades, it seemed that it was just as Ning Hu said.

After realizing that he would not be able to set foot in the Divine Sea for a long time, he placed his hope on the disciples below and lost the idea of ​​hard work and improvement.

Ning Hu spoke again: "In the previous generation, you pinned your hopes on the boy named Zhong, but as a result, he died early just after being promoted to Yunhe. In this generation, you pinned your hopes on Zi Yan, and he was luckier than the boy named Zhong. Dear boy, he is now at the third level of Yunhe, but how can you guarantee that he will not die prematurely? Even if he really cultivates smoothly all the way to the ninth level of Zhenhu, so what? You can guarantee that he will be able to achieve universal enlightenment. Ascending to the Divine Sea?"

"I can do it, Great Elder!" The young man named Ziyan shouted loudly, "I can definitely do it!"

"No one can say for sure what will happen in the future." Ning Hu said calmly, and with a push of his hand, Ziyan was immediately speechless. He raised his eyes and looked at An Mofeng: "Brother, you have the possibility of being promoted to the Divine Sea, but it's just that Your character and energy have been wiped out."

An Mofeng sighed: "What's the point of talking about this now?"

"Of course it makes sense!" Ning Hu suddenly laughed. An Mofeng suddenly realized something was wrong and asked in surprise: "What are you going to do?"

"Cut off the expectations and thoughts in your heart, and you can only rely on yourself!"

When he finished speaking, Ning Hu exerted force on his hand, and with a crisp click, Ziyan's neck bones were crushed, and the look in his eyes quickly dimmed.

Although Ning Hu had gone on a killing spree and killed dozens of people, no one expected that he would actually kill Zi Yantong.

Because in the past, the relationship between the grandfather and grandson was very good. Zi Yan could almost say that Ning Hu watched him grow up and taught him hard. Ning Hu was half of his master!

That's it, Ning Hu killed him as soon as he said he would, and he was so brutal and brutal that it was shocking.

Throwing Zi Yan's body aside like a rag, Ning Hu shouted: "Senior brother, it's up to you whether you can save Xianxia Mountain, you have to be faster!"

The moment he finished speaking, he rushed towards the densest crowd. The Divine Sea Realm Daxiu attacked so unscrupulously. How could the Xianxia Mountain disciples resist? They were instantly killed and injured.

"Stop!" Several injured elders around An Mofeng were furious. Regardless of the difference in strength between them, they rushed towards Ning Hu, trying to interfere.

An Mofeng himself seemed to be dumbfounded, standing there with his eyes confused and confused.

"Stop him!"

On the other side, almost as soon as Ning Hu took action, King Gengwu gave the order and rushed out first, followed by everyone in the team and immediately joined the battle group.

For a time, battles broke out one after another, and spiritual power surged. Counting the elders of the True Lake Realm in Xianxia Mountain and the members of Team A3, there were eight people from the True Lake Realm present. Among them, King Gengwu was still at the ninth level of the True Lake Realm. With such a lineup, they could barely compete with Ning Hu.

But there are still some who are no match.

The gap between a large realm is extremely terrifying, so even if Lu Ye has the numerical advantage, the situation is still at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, the members of the A3 team cooperated tacitly, so there were no casualties. Especially the most powerful King Gengwu, who was at full strength, almost single-handedly contained 30% of Ning Hu's energy.

Lu Ye didn't have the tacit understanding between Team A and Team Three, so he tried his best not to disrupt their cooperation. In addition, since he had the lowest cultivation level, he had been wandering around the periphery since the beginning of the war.

Not cherishing life, but waiting for opportunities. A chance to use that rare treasure in your hand!

Ning Hu has never activated his spiritual thoughts. It's not that he can't, but even as a person in the Divine Sea realm, activating his divine thoughts is very expensive, especially since he is only in the second level of the Divine Sea. Naturally, he will not do it rashly. Then use your trump card.

This gave everyone the opportunity to pester him.

But the battle could not continue like this forever. In less than half a cup of tea, the two elders of the True Lake Realm in Xianxia Mountain had fallen to the ground one after another, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

On the A3 team, King Gengwu was bleeding from all his orifices. Kang was so in love with the backlash of the magic that his body's spiritual power was disordered, making it difficult to do anything for a while. Mu Zheng, a female cultivator, was even more ineffective. Apart from Lu Ye, the team members She is the one with the lowest cultivation level.

Unexpectedly, he was punched in the abdomen by Ning Hu and flew twenty feet away. At this moment, he was leaning against a wall, coughing up blood. It was obvious that he had no energy left to fight anymore.

On the contrary, Lu Ye, who had the lowest cultivation level, was in the best condition. Firstly, he has been wandering around the periphery, never confronting Ning Hu head-on, and not giving him a chance to seriously injure himself. Secondly, with the help of Yuehui and Yushou Spirit Pattern, he can at least protect himself in the aftermath of such a battle.

The long-awaited opportunity never came, but our own lineup was about to collapse first.

- Once King Gengwu and others are severely injured and unable to fight back, then everyone will probably have to wash their necks and wait for death.

"Captain, if the manpower recruited by the Law Department does not come, I'm afraid I will have to take the first step." Xiao Ruyun roared while struggling to resist Ning Hu's violent attack. A crisp sound suddenly came from his arm, but the arm bone was hit. break.

Although he had previously advocated an immediate retreat and even blocked Lu Ye when he started, not even using the guard order, but when it came to fighting, he was unambiguous at all and blocked the aftermath of Lu Ye's attacks several times.

"Hold on for a moment, and we are already on the way." King Gengwu responded.

It seemed that these words made Ning Hu feel the crisis. He frowned and lost the intention to continue to entangle. In the next moment, his spiritual thoughts surged and turned into an invisible force, heading straight towards King Gengwu.

And at the moment when he used his spiritual thoughts to attack, Lu Ye, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly lit up, and at the same time activated his spiritual thoughts, and shot out an almost transparent handleless small sword in his hand.

The God-Destroying Sword!

This rare treasure, which Lu Ye exchanged for a total of 26,000 points of military merit, was the reason why he dared to fight against Ning Hu.

Destroy God, destroy God, and destroy God’s thoughts!

He didn't know how powerful this rare treasure was, and there was a huge gap in cultivation between himself and Ning Hu, so he never dared to use it easily and kept waiting.

Waiting for the moment when Ning Hu activates his spiritual thoughts!

The God-Destroying Sword turned into a sharp ray of light and flew in front of Ning Hu in an instant, breaking his spiritual attack.

Ning Hu couldn't help but groan.

This is the danger of the confrontation between the divine thoughts in the Divine Sea Realm. Although the divine thoughts are born in the Divine Sea Realm, it will not easily activate the divine thoughts to attack when facing the enemy, because it is easy for the enemy to take advantage of the opportunity.

Ning Hu also didn't expect that the boy with the lowest cultivation level present would actually have a plan against him. At this moment, his mind was broken, and his mind suddenly hurt.

Originally, his spiritual attack was aimed at King Gengwu. If he really wanted to use it completely, even if King Gengwu's cultivation level was not low, he would definitely lose his mind on the spot, and his life or death would be uncertain.

However, after his spiritual thoughts were cut off, King Gengwu felt his mind was slightly dizzy and then he was at peace.

On the other hand, Ning Hu, holding back the pain of having his spiritual mind cut through, raised his hand to clamp the God-Destroying Sword.

Seeing this scene, Lu Ye's heart dropped.

This is what he relies on to deal with the Divine Sea Realm. It is a rare treasure that he exchanged from the War Merit Pavilion at the cost of 26,000 points of war merit. He originally had great hopes for it, but who knew that the result would be like this.

Just when he thought that the God-Destroying Sword was not worthy of its name, a small sword light suddenly shot out from the body of the trapped exotic treasure.

The sword light slashed into Ning Hu's forehead, but it did not cause any harm to him. Instead, it was like an invisible object, disappearing the moment it came into contact with him.

But Ning Hu felt as if someone had hit him head-on with a hammer, his head jerked back, his body staggered back, he involuntarily let go of the God-Destroying Sword, and at the same time, a horrific scream came from his mouth.

The sudden change left everyone confused, but they also knew that it must be the result of the treasure Lu Ye sacrificed.

King Gengwu's grasp of the fighting opportunities was at its peak. Almost as soon as Ning Hu retreated, he bullied him, punched out with both fists, and exploded with spiritual power.

With a bang...

Ning Hu's thin body flew out, blood spurting from his mouth in mid-air.

The sword rays chased him like stars and the moon, but they were Kang Yuanqiao's flying swords.

Lu Ye also held a knife in his hand and stabbed out with stars.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.