Chapter 1949 Amitabha!
Xing Tianwu was very excited.
previously.
He was robbed of the Xingtian Ax by Xingba, and he has been in a state of absent-mindedness and wandering. He even loses interest in his favorite battle.
But now...
Got it!
Finally I have a handy weapon!
Familiar feel!
A familiar stick!
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more excited he became, the tighter he hugged her. Soon, the sapling's skin was scratched by him!
"Fool!"
It was so painful that it yelled, "Let go! Let go quickly! Otherwise Grandpa Tree will make you look good..."
Xing Tianwu ignored it.
"Hahaha……"
"It's so enjoyable! It's so enjoyable!!"
Holding a big stick, his eyes were red, and he was galloping all the way, fighting farther and farther, and the more he fought, the crazier he became!
quickly.
The figure of one person and one tree completely disappeared into the endless army of divine servants!
Stupidly uprooting saplings!
Fight thirty thousand miles alone!
"Fool!"
"Me!@#￥%..."
Vaguely.
The sapling's curses came over.
In situ.
Yuan Xiaoxia was stunned!
How can a fool with a big stick be so powerful?
…
boom!
Outside the encirclement, in another battlefield, Yan Changge pressed his big hand, and a broken stele that reached the sky fell down instantly, knocking away a god king in front of Shang Qingshu!
"He is your son after all."
Glancing at Xing Ba in the distance, he shook his head and said, "You are too harsh on him."
"A silly boy!"
Xing Ba swung the big ax in his hand, swung the opponent in front of him away, laughed and cursed: "For a broken ax, what's the matter?"
boom!
Qianye's demonic power rose, and he directly knocked away the opponent in front of him. He glanced at him and shook his head.
"Your son is not that bad."
"A little bit silly."
"But I feel that he is more pure than you. With your Xing Clan's bloodline and your own talent, I dare not say the third step, but I can break into the second step. The confidence is not small, but you are standing still. After so many years, I don’t want to think about why?”
"He has a point."
Mu Xinghe also took a moment and said solemnly: "That son of yours, with his innocent heart, will most likely go further than you in the future."
Xing Ba remained silent.
"Why don't I know these?"
Glancing at the Xingtian ax in his hand, he sighed, "These years of turmoil have made my Taoist heart dusty, and I feel that my progress in cultivation is getting slower and slower... That's all. After this battle, I will completely hand over this burden to he……"
boom!
Before he finished speaking, a figure suddenly fell on the field, his face was pale, he couldn't hold it back for a while, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.
But it is Donghualin.
"you……"
He described himself as embarrassed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said angrily: "Can you deal with your opponent first, and then talk about other things?"
Unprecedented.
Qianye did not laugh at him, but frowned deeply.
The battle ends here.
As many as a dozen divine kings died in his hands, but... instead of reducing the number of opponents, they became more and more numerous!
It's not just him.
Boom boom boom!
Just as he was about to speak, from all directions, giant figures fell again, joining together with the previous gods, surrounding everyone.
now.
There are eight third-step gods facing everyone!
"How about it?"
Qianye looked at Mu Xinghe and said in a deep voice, "Can you still bear it?"
"You can bear it."
Mu Xinghe was silent for a moment and said quietly: "It is possible... that he will be exhausted to death."
Being exhausted.
It looks like a joke.
But few people laughed.
Except for Dong Hualin, these people, picked at random, are all extremely lethal people who are not afraid of group battles.
Can……
What if the enemy cannot be killed or beheaded in full, or even more and more are killed?
Even if you add Shang Qingshu who just broke through.
Even a few of them are the most amazing and peak group of strong men in the human race.
Can……
If you want to rely on the strength of a few people to withstand the peak combat power of the entire Protoss, even if you don't die, you will be dragged to the end!
"Human wave tactics."
"Add fuel tactics."
Yan Changge sighed: "Although they are the stupidest methods,... sometimes they really work."
It's not just them.
Those people who were besieged by billions of God's servants also had the same idea.
Not to mention people like Feng Xi.
Even Xuantian's Ten Thousand Sword Cultivator, who had a slightly lower cultivation level, had killed countless divine servants at this moment.
Although there were also casualties.
But overall, the situation on the battlefield is very good.
only.
But everyone was not happy at all.
There are too many servants of God!
First there was Sister Yiquan, then Feng Xi and Leng Meizi, and then there were Yuan Zhengyang with peak combat power. The number of divine servants who died in their hands was countless!
Can……
The number of the army of God’s Servants is still suffocating!
Kill one, come two.
Kill two and get ten.
Over and over again, there is no end!
Everyone has no doubt.
If you continue to kill like this, the final result will be either death from being surrounded by these servants of gods, or death from exhaustion yourself!
This way.
No matter how many servants of gods are killed and how many gods are killed, if our entire army is annihilated, this war against the gods will become meaningless!
Everyone understands.
The most important thing now is not how many servants of God and God Clan to kill, and the only person who can bring about a turnaround and break the current deadlock is not them, but Gu Han!
His fight with the God Emperor.
It also determines the final direction of this war!
Thinking of this.
Everyone subconsciously looked up at the bloody sky, wanting to know how Gu Han is doing now.
It's a pity.
Under the blood mist-like divine power, no one can see what is happening outside the sky, including Mu Xinghe!
...
Boom!
Rumble!
Outside the sky, the shocking sword light suddenly lit up, Gu Han was wearing armor and holding a sword, and with a light stroke, the natural sword intent permeated, breaking through the heavy divine power blockade and moving forward rapidly!
Moving forward.
Countless kingdoms of God flashed before their eyes one by one, but most of them were empty. Obviously, the servants of God inside had gone to the outside.
Gu Han ignored it.
The speed was a few points faster.
During this period.
The God Emperor did not attack again, contrary to his usual behavior, as if he was waiting for him on purpose, or as if he was tripped by something.
It seemed like a moment had passed.
It seemed like tens of millions of years had passed.
Suddenly, the view in front of him widened, and he had arrived in front of a palace. The palace was blood red, with a strange and simple shape, showing a ferocious and domineering meaning!
The strange thing is.
In this temple, there was nothing except the red mist of divine power everywhere. Not to mention the God Emperor and the God Clan, even the shadow of a servant could not be seen!
Just about to explore.
In the sword talisman, the mysterious Bodhi seed suddenly trembled again!
Hmm?
Gu Han's heart moved.
This time the change of the Bodhi seed was far stronger than the previous one, and it was much more obvious!
Could it be...
Just when I thought of this, a sound of intermittent Buddhist chanting seemed to be separated by an endless distance.
"Amitabha..."
"Donor, you and my Buddha are really destined."
Gu Han: "..."
