Liu Mang dragged his Zhi Ge spear backwards, without even looking at the god kings hidden in the mist, and walked step by step in the direction of Li Chenyuan. During this period, some god kings would jump out, but they would soon.

After being dealt with by Liu Mang, those god-kings lost much fighting spirit, and they were just thinking when they jumped out.

Li Chenyuan's figure appeared in Liu Mang's sight. At this time, Li Chenyuan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a wine pot and two wine glasses placed next to him. Li Chenyuan's three-foot green blade was already inserted next to him.

His left hand picked up the wine glass from the side, and then a bloody arm stretched out and picked up the other wine glass.

God Lord Mingni was dripping with blood. He had been struck by countless swords, and the wings of the flying knife on his back were also badly damaged. "Li Chenyuan, I still can't surpass you after all, so forget it! Since I can't surpass you in this life, then I will in the next life."

No matter how hard I try, I will be able to surpass you, Li Chenyuan, one day! Hahaha..." Lord Mingban laughed and put the wine glass to his lips, raised his head to the sky and drank. After that, his arms hung down weakly, and the wine glass fell to the ground.

His body turned into two halves, the aura on his body also disappeared, and his body died and his path disappeared.

Li Chenyuan did not drink the wine in his cup, but poured the wine on his three-foot green sword. "I always use the first glass of wine to wipe the sword blade, but you forgot."

With that said, Li Chenyuan picked up the wine bottle and drank it in one gulp. Then he stood up and pulled out the three-foot green sword stuck on the ground. A drop of wine dripped from the tip of the sword.

"I also met an old acquaintance, but I didn't drink like you because I really wanted to kill him." Liu Mang glanced at Li Chenyuan. Fortunately, although Li Chenyuan was also injured, he was obviously injured.

They were all minor injuries. Taking out a bottle of elixir, Liu Mang threw it to Li Chenyuan, "There are many god kings in this misty corridor. I don't know if anyone will continue to kill them."

"No." A voice answered Liu Mang for Li Chenyuan, and then a figure came out from the mist, "At least I can't. Do you still have wine? Can you give me a pot?" Li Chenyuan pointed his sword slightly,

A jug of wine appeared on his sword, and with a slight push, the jug of wine flew towards the Nine-Star God King who walked out of the mist.

The Nine-Star God King reached out to take it, smelled it, and praised: "Good wine!" After that, he raised his head and drank the entire bottle of wine, then wiped his mouth, "As for the good wine, it is brewed by my human race.

Only the wine can be regarded as real wine. The so-called wine brewed by the demon gods is simply poison! Being able to drink a pot of wine before death is worth it. Go ahead and give me a good time."

The order given by the Demon God to these God-Kings is to guard this foggy corridor. Whether they want to leave themselves or let anyone leave, the restriction left by the Demon God in their sea of ​​consciousness will take effect, leaving them completely miserable after a lot of pain.

End his own life. So the Nine-Star God King showed up and actually came to die. It was better to be killed by Liu Mang and Li Chenyuan than to let them leave and be tortured to death by the demon's restraint. As for killing themselves, they

No, their hands are already stained with the blood shed by their former friends. It would be too easy for them to commit suicide.

Li Chenyuan raised the three-foot green sword and said, "May I ask your surname?" The Nine Star God King was stunned for a moment, and then his whole body exuded a great energy and satisfaction, "My name is Han Zhangxu, and my nickname is Xian Luo Shenjun.

The ancient flame from the upper plane of the Three Thousand Worlds has returned to the realm, the Nine-Star God King!" Li Chenyuan nodded, and handed out a three-foot green blade, piercing the center of Xianluo Shenjun's eyebrows. Li Chenyuan's sword was very fast, and it was so fast that Xianluo Shenjun couldn't even reach it.

Without feeling a trace of pain, he was already dead.

Suddenly the sound of fighting came from the mist. Liu Mang and Li Chenyuan were unmoved and just waited quietly. The people fighting in the mist were all the god kings who had taken refuge with the demon god, but there were already some among them.

I woke up and wanted to end it, but there were also people who were truly greedy for life and afraid of death, so a fight broke out.

A head flew to Liu Mang's feet, and then an Eight-Star God King with blood on his face walked out of the fog and came to Liu Mang's side, "I also want a pot of wine, but it's better to have meat. I like it best in my life."

The best thing is to drink from a big bowl and eat a big piece of meat." Liu Mang nodded, and handed a jar of wine and a big piece of meat to the Eight-Star God King. The Eight-Star God King looked at Liu Mang gratefully, and sat down.

He fell to the ground and started eating and drinking with a sip of wine and a mouthful of meat. After the meat was finished and the wine was drunk, the Eight Star God King said with unfinished content: "There is nothing more to say, you better not know my name, just do it."

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After that, the Eight-Star God King closed his eyes, Li Chenyuan swung his sword, and the unknown Eight-Star God King fell asleep. Liu Mang didn't want to do it himself, not because he couldn't bear it, but because he knew how to stop it.

The spear is not as fast as Li Chenyuan's three-foot green spear. Since these god kings have awakened and want to die to apologize, it is better to let them go without pain.

Another god-king came out of the mist. He had been seriously injured and was on the verge of death, so he made no demands. He just announced his name, and then Li Chenyuan killed him with a sword. God-kings kept coming out of the mist.

He walked out, told his last request, and then reported his name, either calmly or laughing, waiting for Li Chenyuan to give him a sword to end his sin.

After walking through the long corridor of fog, Li Chenyuan waved his sword thirty-seven times. A total of thirty-seven god kings walked out of the fog and accepted their deaths calmly. As for how many god kings died in the fog, Liu Mang

Don’t care, it’s not easy for these god-kings to wake up now. Some things don’t need to be studied too deeply.

Walking out of the foggy corridor, Li Chenyuan looked back at the rolling fog behind him, "I never thought my sword would be so slow. I thought I would be faster." Liu Mang held the Zhige Spear in his arms,

"After all, you can get up much faster than me. If there is a next time, if you feel that you can't do it, let me do it. But now we have to find a way to get to the third floor."

After exiting the foggy corridor, Liu Mang and the two came to a wilderness. There were puddles and green grass everywhere, and it was extremely vast. But the wilderness was filled with an aura of death. It was unknown how many bones were buried underground.

Only then can such a strong death energy appear. Even the roots of the grass are a little yellow, which is caused by being eroded by a large amount of death energy.
Chapter completed!