The true god of the Mu family was holding back the six fallen angels. The people who didn't care about the lives of their worshipers before were now clenching their teeth to protect each other for Mu Yang and Feng Qing?
Yin Nian narrowed his eyes, "Interesting."
"Mu Yang, Feng Qing, let's go!" the two true gods said sternly.
"Where to go?"
The sword was of great weight, carrying the wind and rain. Feng Qing raised the long sword to block it for a moment, and suddenly felt his fingers numb!
Yin Nian looked at the fallen angels, "Don't worry about me, be sure to kill these two true gods!"
After she finished speaking, one against two, the huge spiritual energy waterfall above her head sucked in all the spiritual energy around her like a whale.
In Feng Qing's wide eyes, Yin Nian's figure gradually enlarged. She had reached the level of the God King, but her breathing could not be heard. She was as light as a thin feather.
When Feng Qing gathered her spiritual power and wanted to lock in the attack.
Yin Nian's body cannot retain spiritual power, which means that she cannot sense Yin Nian's position based on the fluctuations of spiritual power.
Rain and night have become Yin Nian's best protective colors.
And Yin Nian can seize the moment when spiritual power enters and exits at any time to launch an attack.
To the southeast, which she never expected, the light of the knife sliced through her scalp.
Feng Qing took several steps back.
But there is still a 'Yin Nian' behind it.
The clone technique was utilized to the greatest extent at this moment. The clone stepped forward, using the physical technique inherited from Yin Nian. Her fist rain was dense, carrying murderous intent to the flesh.
A series of muffled sounds.
In just a blink of an eye, Yin Nian punched Feng Qing seven or forty-nine times on the face and body.
The sound of wind came from behind.
Yin Nian dodged, her body twisted into a terrifying arc, and the spear rubbed her waist. Yin Nian raised her legs in the air and stepped heavily on the spear.
The hundred locks fell again, trapping Mu Yang who was attacking from behind.
She didn't like fighting, so the four spicy beasts temporarily trapped Feng Qing, while she merged her two clones into one and raised her feet to kill.
Only when we truly face the transformed Yin Nian can we realize how terrifying she is.
Countless dense roots pierced into Mu Yang's body from Yin Nian's body. She felt the majestic spiritual power in his body, and Yin Nian's face turned ugly for a moment.
He is really the real God King, and he is not brought up by drugs?
"Hiss!" Genbao suddenly exclaimed inside her body, "This man's spiritual power is weird!"
Genbao's roots felt a burning pain, and a gray cloud melted half of the roots.
And Genbao was not to be outdone, causing the spiritual power in his body to retreat steadily.
"Nian Nian." Mu Yang looked at Yin Nian coldly, "You still have time to stop now."
Genbao scoffed, "Why don't you look at your current situation before you say this? You're so smart?"
Yin Nian said nothing.
It's just that the inherited techniques attacked one after another.
The spiritual power waterfall above her head dominated her whole body.
The closer you stick it.
Mu Yang could feel more and more that Yin Nian's body was becoming stronger and stronger as the huge spiritual power washed away.
This is frightening speed.
Naturally, there are times when too much water is flushed and the muscles are bursting.
But Yin Nian didn't care. With Xiaomiao protecting her most important heart veins in advance, and the juice vitality still existing in her body, she became more fierce as she fought, and the sword wind spiritual power cut off mountains wherever she went.
He was wrong.
Yin Nian does not have the power of a demigod.
She can definitely kill an ordinary god king.
"Yin Nian, do you still remember my petition that day?" Mu Yang fought and retreated, but was unable to resist Yin Nian's fierce attack.
The words just finished.
He was slapped hard by Yin Nian on the face and turned aside.
"Idiots talk too much!" Yin Nian sneered.
Everyone watched Yin Nian fight one against two.
Still not falling behind at all.
Their hearts have experienced ups and downs. At this moment, their eyes are sour and hard to understand, and they have the courage to shout out.
Their choice is not wrong.
Who in this world can protect them from their enemies?
Only Yin Nian.
Yin Nian keeps making progress, but Mu Yang is losing ground as if he is unable to do what he wants!
"Kill him!" Everyone clenched the magic weapons in their hands and roared in their hearts, "If you have a chance! Kill him!"
Yin Nian took a deep breath.
The dragon knife in her hand has turned into deep gold as she continued to pour spiritual power into it.
She turned her head and glanced at the two true gods who were already scarred but still struggling to support themselves.
And Feng Qing was trapped by La La and the others.
Mu Yang coughed lightly and spurted out a few drops of dark blood.
His hands were no longer able to hold the spear steady.
She is going to win!
"Mu Yang, do you know what ranks first among all the inheritances I have received?"
The long knife in her hand swayed with thousands of sword shadows, "It took me three full days to understand the basics of this move."
"If you use it today, seeing blood for the first time doesn't mean it's an insult!"
Thousands of sword shadows return to one.
Cut down hard.
But Mu Yang, who had been lowering his head, raised his head with a smile on his face. The water vapor gathered during the battle instantly condensed into heavy fog, which was cold and hard like frost, and it was as biting as cutting his face.
He raised his hand, a wisp of red looming on his wrist.
And where Yin Nian stood, dozens of gates appeared together.
As if she had been prepared for this, grandma suddenly changed her color: "There is an ambush! Get out of the way!"
What Yin Nian was waiting for was this moment when there was no Fallen Angel, no spiritual beast, no God King around him, and he was completely isolated and helpless.
The pressure of the True God turned the rain into solid ice, hanging between the sky and the earth, and shook it into powder as they spoke in unison.
"Today, the world warns me that a monster that cannot be tolerated in the world was born here. We obey the destiny and come to capture this monster!"
The sky and the earth are vast, changing from deep black to a chaotic white.
No one could see who was who, only a huge spiritual attack came towards Mu Yang's attack.
Dozens of true gods of the Mu family took action at the same time.
The attack was annihilated in this pure white.
"From the Feng family! Let's go!" The true god of the Mu family who was guarding Mu Yang on the other side had known about this ambush for a long time. He laughed and left the fallen angel who had not yet recovered, and prepared to retreat in time with his already seriously injured body!
Open the corner of the self-righteous well, and you will find a vast world.
The Mu family and the Feng family are an ancient family.
Now that the corner of this frog is revealed, the foundation and accumulation are unshakable mountains.
He chuckled: "Yin Nian, are you satisfied?"
There was a broken sound next to my ears, breaking the deadlock.
As the ice melted, he heard the sound of rushing water, grazing his scalp!
And that ghostly figure, who was supposed to be Yin Nian, who was successfully ambushed by dozens of true gods of the Mu family, pressed against his scalp with the same smile, like the long arthropod insect, digging into his spine bit by bit, opening his head. .
"Thank you, I'm very satisfied."
Meow!
A roaring cat roar took the place where Yin Nian was standing, and an extremely powerful wave of spiritual power erupted!
And Yin Nian's sword has arrived.
Like a dance that no one appreciates.
The tip of the knife fell from his scalp, cutting a thin gash. The shadow of a thousand swords turned into embroidery needles, peeling off his complete skin from the inside out.
The embroidery needle pulls the thread.
The nails were instantly pierced into the flesh and blood, and without giving him the time to cry out, a picture of a feast of mountains and rivers was quickly embroidered on his body, replacing the layer of skin, blocking his blood, and using life as a thread to sew it up completely.
What Mu Yang?
How can the God King be worthy of this top-ranked spiritual skill? She said sincerely that if she wants to become famous, she must become famous thoroughly, and she will do what she says!
Heaven and earth are silent.
There was a wail coming from afar, and a star in the sky fell powerlessly.
A true god...has fallen.
She stood between heaven and earth, the stars fell behind her, and the wind blew up and chopped her bones, but she remained motionless.
"Ranked number one. I studied under the Qianji Sect in the West District. I have inherited the spiritual arts. I can cut mountains and rivers with my sword. Congratulate me on winning the banquet."
"Now we are reappearing in the human world."
"If you kill the true god with your sword, you can live up to his reputation and not fall into the prestige of my master!"
