Suddenly, the black light and the green light were entangled together, rolling against the ground, and going all the way, no matter what was blocking in front, it would be broken.

Then, they stopped.

Everyone saw Chen Xuanqiu, who was wearing black armor, like a demon god, riding on the back of a horned monster wearing green scales. One hand with fists tightly clutched one of the bent long horns of the horned monster, the other hand clenched into a fist, and a fist with bone spurs.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang..." Chen Xuanqiu's fist punched, and at first he punched one by one, but later he was like a high-end air pressure hammer, smashing down frantically, smashing the head of the horn monster into the ground and deeply sinking it into it.

Tong Wu and Ruan Wu were so shocked that they opened their mouths. Tong Wu exclaimed: "That's, that's the servant of the witch! Lord Witch God's divine servant! That's the god!"

Chen Xuanqiu's fist stopped. If the other party had not been a divine servant, he would not have hit him like this.

He was wondering what God is, whether it is powerful and powerful. The so-called gods can also be injured and killed in the roughest and simplest way, rather than relying on any seemingly high-level magical skills.

Now it seems that this is true.

As long as your power is strong enough to break his defense, you can hurt his body.

No wonder the God Pan of Creation is called the universe by physical skills. His huge divine body that stands up to the sky and the earth practices spells without practicing physical skills. In another way, he mobilizes the power of heaven and earth. That would have been wasted this person.

Chen Xuanqiu pulled the horns and pulled out the head of the horn monster that had trapped the horns into the ground.

The horn monster's head and face were covered with blood and dirt, so it was so muddy that it was impossible to see clearly.

A pit collapsed deep on his forehead, which was hit by Chen Xuanqiu's fist.

Under the crazy attack of the fist full of bone spurs, the horn monster's forehead had already broken through. The armor as hard as dragon scales could not protect him. It had been penetrated by the bone spurs for many times.

Not only was his forehead collapsed, but his flesh was also fuzzy. The red one was blood, the white one was brain, and the black one was muddy... The child witch swayed all over his body like a dance god: "Bleeding, bleeding, this is a true god! It is a true god witch Linfan, not a wisp of divine thought.

You...you...you...you actually killed the god."

"A dog from the immortal family is extremely noble in your eyes."

Chen Xuanqiu sneered, throwing the witch servant's body at Gou Dan's feet like throwing garbage: "Let's turn around and peel his skin to make his armor, it's quite strong."

Gou Dan was frightened when he heard this, peeling the skin of the God servant as armor?

In Mr. Chen’s eyes, what exactly is the god?

In Chen Xuanqiu's eyes, it was just that all beings were equal.

Before the battle for hegemony, everyone was a fellow Taoist.

The Jie Sect was defeated, and the dead were dead, the disabled, and the extremely high status of the Jie Sect, who became the guardian slaves of the winner or the pedestal of the pedestal.

What if this kind of humiliation is more than killing him?

The so-called success is the king and the prince, the loser is the thief. If the outcome of the battle in the first place is the opposite. Are the many gods who are now superior to others just the slaves or pedestals of successful people?

Therefore, Chen Xuanqiu, who had been a human being for two lifetimes, saw it very clearly. His identity as a god cannot intimidate him, and he did not take this divine servant seriously at all.

The dragon tendons of the third prince of the East China Sea are now just a rope in his hand. He just hasn't learned to refine weapons, otherwise he would have refined a magic weapon. What kind of witch servant is more noble than the third prince of the Dragon King?

Bah! After Chen Xuanqiu put on the armor of the domineering armor, he was not only majestic, but also seemed to be more intimidating than the previous gentleman's posture. Due to the boots, he was also a little taller.

He stared at the Tong Wu and Ruan Wu in front of him and said in a deep voice: "The servant of the witch is just like this. It seems that only when the great witch god comes in person can he have the power to fight with me.

Two, what about you?

Should I wait for death or resist stubbornly?”

When Tong Wu Tong Bozi heard this, he was so angry that he almost cursed.

If you say you are bound to tie your hands, I can think about it. You let me wait for death. Anyway, they are all dead. Why don’t I resist stubbornly?

The Tong Wu shook his arms and shouted: "Nine Heart Begonia, my heart is so scattered! Kill me!"

A fishy red blood crabapple appeared out of thin air and whirled rapidly in the air. In an instant, each petal broke out into nine, first a drop of essence and blood, and then bloomed into a crabapple again.

Then, each petal separated from nine again... Every time the petals separated, Tong Wu's face became pale and his cheeks were concave, as if his blood and energy were removed from his body.

Nan Zi's delicate body shook and said loudly: "Be careful, this is the Jiuxin Begonia that exchanges life for life. When it is dissolved nine times, it will be endless, like wind and rain. But if a piece of skin pierces your skin, it will be like a maggot attached to the bone. You will never give up until it is sucked dry. It is hard for gods to save it."

At this time, the cheeks were concave and pale, and a pair of big eyes protruded outward. The child witch, who smiled like a skeleton, grinned: "Chen Xuanqiu, today you either die, or I die!"

One is nine, two times eighty-one, three times... Damn it, it will be endless, like wind and rain! Chen Xuanqiu didn't want to try this rainy rain-like crabapple sword wheel, can he withstand it.

He didn't want to learn from Shangguan Jinhong. He could obviously kill Li Xunhuan, so he insisted on being proud and wanted to try the flying knife that the other party took.

As long as Chen Xuanqiu can survive, he will not take risks.

So, he pointed at the Tong Wu with his hand and shouted: "Look at me, a tree of pear blossoms pressing against the crabapple!"

Ruan Wu was not idle either, and immediately flashed to the Tongwu. The Tongwu had already used the witchcraft of fighting for his life, so of course he wanted to protect the magic of the Tongwu.

Ruan Wu had a bowl in his left hand and a small green snake in his right hand. He held the bowl in one hand and caught the snake in the other. He didn't know what kind of magic he had to use next, but it was no longer important to Chen Xuanqiu.

He had already rushed up, and didn't see a tree of pear blossoms, but he saw his long gown as snow as a jade tree.

Chen Xuanqiu rushed forward, and the Tong Wu immediately stared at the Blood Begonia and tried his best to urge it to transform nine times.

Ruan Wu was also focused and waited for it with all his might.

Chen Xuanqiu wanted this effect. He only took one step forward, and stopped a few steps away from the blood crabapple in the air. He just needed to successfully attract these two great wizards to focus all their attention on him.

Just as Chen Xuanqiu stepped together and stopped suddenly, a curved tip of a knife appeared in Ruan Wu and Tong Wu's chest, just like the horn of a witch servant who was thrown on the ground.

Since the child witch's body was drained from her essence and blood, she was as thin as a child at this time, so more of the tip of the knife were protruding out.

Two sharp scimitars flashed and disappeared. The blood crabapple in the air quickly shrank into one until it turned into a drop, and fell to the ground with a click.

At this time, Ruan Wu and Tong Wu had just revealed a hint of disbelief in their eyes.

Anxiang and Shuying are quite impressive! Chen Xuanqiu thought with satisfaction, roast more meat tonight so that they won’t eat any leftovers!
Chapter completed!