Chapter 419: Information about the Fallen Leaves

“Dang! Dang! Dang!”

The sword and the long sword collided, emitting a series of sparks, and deafening explosions were heard everywhere.

Qin Lang said that the five-member team was fighting against Di Tian together, but in fact, he was the only one who took action.

Needless to say, the Huanglong trio was still rookies after returning.

Even if their realm was forcibly raised to [Beginning God], they were still unable to participate in this level of battle.

Lin Xiaomei was capable of participating in the battle, but the danger was too great. It would be better for her to stay with the Huanglong trio as a cheerleader to avoid distracting Qin Lang.

“You are just an immortal, why do you fight me!!”

Di Tian was really furious. He felt aggrieved and wronged, and his self-esteem was greatly hurt.

His beloved woman actually used her own gold coins to subsidize a wild man.

That was fine, but the toad was missing!

What does this mean?

Adults know!

"I will cut you into pieces! Eat you alive! Ahhhh!"

Veins gushed out of Emperor Tian's forehead, and his sword became more and more swift.

But Qin Lang was not afraid at all, and relied on his external skeleton to resist Emperor Tian's slash.

At this time, after fighting for more than ten minutes, Qin Lang changed from a half-orc to a "skeleton half-orc".

Just because his flesh and blood skin could not support this level of high-intensity fighting, it was turned into powder under the sword fight again and again, and because his realm was too low, the speed of flesh and blood repair could not keep up with the damage, so he simply gave up repairing and left the blood-red skeleton exposed.

"Keng!!"

It was not known how many times he had fought with swords.

The two of them separated.

The large piece of tattered flesh on Qin Lang's chest finally broke under the heavy load. He staggered back dozens of meters, revealing a large piece of blood-red bones and the heart wrapped in bones, beating rapidly.

It really hurts.

Happy is really happy.

It's been almost four years, and he finally found Feng Xiaoni!

Qin Lang has been feeling more comfortable than ever since he recognized Nizi!

He didn't know whether he could win or not, he only knew that he would not lose.

"Di Tian, ​​can you do it? A person who is about to be [conferred as a god] can't even defeat a small immortal body? Fortunately, you are at a high level. If you were at the same level as my brother, wouldn't you be killed instantly?" Huang Long shouted.

"If you are not good, practice more. If you can't afford it, don't play. It took a long time to beat the immortal body. If I were you, I would have admitted defeat long ago."

"Hey, Di Tian! Do you want to know how Qin Lang and I slept together?"

"..."

Di Tian was hit hard and trembled all over, "You, you you..."

"I will kill you! Ah!!"

Di Tian's eyes were red, he bit his tongue hard, bypassed Qin Lang, and killed Lin Xiaomei.

The deeper the love, the deeper the hatred!

Who would have known that before the end of the world, Di Tian personally slaughtered his ex-wife's family of seven, not even sparing the children. It was because his ex-wife found a new boyfriend after divorcing him.

"Oh no, this guy seems to have temporarily broken through! Brother, help me!"

Huang Long screamed.

In an instant, Di Tian came and the giant sword crossed the sky.

At this time, Di Tian was no longer a [First God], but a [God] like the Star Emperor, a real god!

No one can stop this sword!

"Wow...!"

The moment the giant sword fell, a figure appeared behind Di Tian like a ghost, and the short knife in his hand stabbed into Di Tian's body continuously. While using mechanical movements, he cursed in a low voice, "Let you hurt my man, let you hurt my man, let you hurt my man..."

The giant sword broke, and Di Tian vomited blood.

"Puff puff puff...!"

"Swish!"

The sword energy shuttled across the sky, crushing Di Tian's internal organs and even cutting off his head.

"You..."

Emperor Tian stared at Feng Xiaoni with his head, "A sneak attack..."

"A sneak attack? Who said that?"

Feng Xiaoni kicked his head to Qin Lang's feet and looked at Qin Lang with a smile, "Old Qin, you are really amazing. You have a record of killing [God] alone."

"Nizi... Isn't this bad?" Qin Lang smiled bitterly, as if Feng Xiaoni was more crazy than he remembered.

"Only the winner has the right to tamper with history. I said you killed him, and he killed him. If he wants to refute, let him crawl out of the grave and confront me." Feng Xiaoni laughed a series of times, and her body kept retreating and returned to the main battlefield.

The four-man team was under great pressure against the Star Emperor, even if it was only a dozen seconds.

"You won unfairly." Emperor Tian's eyes were bloodshot, "Wait until I recover."

"No time."

Qin Lang raised his foot and crushed the head directly. The blood-colored tail rolled up the tattered corpse on the ground and pierced into it, madly sucking the blood and flesh power.

Emperor Tian, ​​dead.

Xing Huang panted heavily, with a trace of fatigue in his eyes, "No wonder you have been absent-minded all the time, it turns out that your attention is on your man."

"Of course, if you don't feel sorry for your man, who else can you expect to feel sorry for him? Now I can concentrate on dealing with you." Feng Xiaoni smiled beautifully, but also very crazy.

In this cruel end times where people are in danger of losing their lives at any time, normal people have died long ago.

How many people alive are not crazy.

Qin Lang and his five people rushed to the main battlefield as quickly as possible and joined the battle.

"Although it's ten to one..."

Xing Huang laughed, "But the advantage is mine."

The ruins of the palace.

A huge palm crossed the sky, picked up more than a dozen gods, and stuffed them all into its mouth.

"Old thing, eat hard, it's all up to you."

The witch pinched her waist and shouted. She had just experienced a bloody battle and had many wounds on her body. The same was true of the witch opposite her.

The big hands in the void are constantly fishing for those gods. Facing the extremely high-ranking gods of the void, ordinary gods have no chance to escape, and any technique is vulnerable to absolute power.

"Eat, just eat...I'll see how much you can eat! How much you can digest!" A god spoke fiercely.

"You are a bunch of unworthy bastards..." the old man's voice sounded slowly, "When I participated in the final battle, even your ancestors would retreat in fear..."

"You think you can restrain us tree tribe by finding the woodcutter? I seriously suspect that you have been sleeping for too long and made yourself stupid."

Wan Ziyi pulled the sword away from the corpse of the woodcutter god, "It is true that all things are interdependent, but quality must be considered. Can a drop of water extinguish a forest fire?"

"Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap!"

in the sky.

The ghost ship stretched out its hand-like external decks from both sides and clapped its hands vigorously, imitating a human-like posture, which meant that it was well said.

"Do you still have any trump cards? If not, you can go and die."

Teacher Shu’s voice was gentle, but frightening.

The four strong gods conceived from fingers looked at each other.

The information they got was seriously inconsistent with the information the display encountered.

First of all, according to the information, the God of the Void is just a corpse. He is still at least many years away from awakening and cannot exert one ten thousandth of his original strength. But his performance today is enough to destroy them all. Where did he get it from? strength?

Secondly, the information did not mention the Tree of Ten Thousand Dharma, Wan Ziyi, the most aggressive existence among the tree tribe!

Finally, the shadow god who always hides in the shadows and the ghost ship that breaks through the void are also variables.

This battle cannot be fought.

"Information about the arrival of fallen leaves..."

Teacher Shu whispered softly, "Some are true and some are false..."

"It's you! You deliberately spread false information!!"

"Withdraw, if we continue to fight... there will be no benefit."

A wisp of black air penetrated into the coffin.

“It seems like this is all we can do now.”

"What's sad is that Master Xianpoluo just woke up..."

The gods slowly retreated, not wanting to fight anymore.

"Let them run away like this?" The witch blocked the wounds on her body with her fingers. Unfortunately, there were too many wounds and she was a little confused.

"They can't run away."

The Void's big mouth slowly lowered and bit Xian Poluo, muttering in his mouth: "I invited a friend to take action, so I have to give him some snacks..."

Teacher Shu and Wan Ziyi both flew out a branch and stuck it on Xian Poluo.

"Wait for me, I haven't served it yet." The witch stamped her foot angrily and rushed away.

The shadow god hesitated for a moment and then cautiously approached. Seeing that the gods did not stop him, he felt relieved to absorb the divine source.

The ghost ship scratched its head in a very anthropomorphic manner, obviously not interested in the blood and flesh of Xian Poro. When it turned around and was about to leave, Wan Ziyi cut off a large piece of Xian Poluo's flesh and threw it onto the ship, "Feed it to that brat. Otherwise they are no match for humans."

The ghost ship trembled and Poxu left.

"You... deserve to die... really deserve to die... I curse you... to end up like me..."

Although Xian Poluo had woken up, he was suppressed and could not move, so he could only let the gods share their food.

Foreign battlefield.

Qin Lang picked up the fallen arm and reinstalled it on himself, as if he were installing building blocks.

Feng Xiaoni was covered in blood and injured in many places. She was obviously exhausted. She picked up a tail bone and threw it to Qin Lang from a distance, "Are you okay?"

After Qin Lang finished installing the arm bones, he started to install the tailbone, muttering: "It's not dead yet, I don't know how long it can last."

Star King is really too strong, so strong that it's suffocating.

If his realm could be improved to another level, he wouldn't have been beaten so miserably.

The Star King stood proudly, his armor shining with golden light, looking down at everyone with an aura that looked down upon the world.

He already knew the outcome on the battlefield of the gods.

It was a foregone conclusion that the gods were defeated and lost, and the god Xian Poluo fell.

But at least on the human side, he wants to take back the field.

"Take another move from me."

Star King took a deep breath and prepared a new offensive.

Everyone gathered together and stood ready.

"Huang Mao, do you think we will be cold here today?" The Northeast Magic Girl whispered, saying she was not afraid would be a lie. It took a lot of effort to get here today.

"Don't say anything depressing. Even if it's really cold, we're still together. This life is worth it." Xiao Huangmao said in a low voice.

"How about... I'll block it, and you can find a chance to run away." Shan Shan, the timidest and tallest person in the team, suddenly spoke.

"Wow, Qiu Shan, your image has suddenly become taller and taller."

"Okay, stop talking."

Feng Xiaoni raised her eyebrows, "Let's go together if we want to, and die together if we want to!"

"agree."

Qin Lang staggered to Feng Xiaoni's side and clasped his fingers together.

"If we want to go, let's go together. If we want to die, let's die together!"

"Ha, then let's die together." Star King smiled ferociously.

"Grandpa Chuan! Please listen to the prayer of my Aisin Gioro Emperor Dragon! Reveal the spirit quickly!"

"Ship Ancestor! Show up quickly! Help!"

"The ship, oh, here it comes..."

A ghost ship breaks through the void and arrives.