The inscription dagger floated one meter in front of his chest and turned drippingly.

One, two, three, four, and five.

The five sword shadow clones separated from the inscription dagger and turned into five white sword shadows, making them brilliant.

"go."

With an angry shout, four sword shadows turned into four rays of light and shot towards Solin.

When Solin dealt with the four leaders, he kept watching Ye Xiong. After all, Ye Xiong was his biggest confidant.

Seeing Ye Xiong activate four sword shadows, his face changed drastically.

"Impossible, how could you have a tool talisman?"

He was not allowed to think too much at this moment. The powerful murderous intent of the four sword shadows made him feel extremely dangerous.

Thorin gave up attacking the four masters and quickly took out four bamboo talismans from his body. Four golden lights emitted from the bamboo talismans, covering four layers of his body.

In a hurry, he blessed the four Vajra Talismans to defend.

In the blink of an eye, four sword shadows attacked Solin and stayed half a meter in front of him.

Four sword shadows turned around, desperately attacking Thorin's golden light defense.

Thorin's face turned pale. He didn't expect that these four sword shadows were so powerful. He still felt very stressed when he blessed the four Vajra Talismans and used his vital energy to protect his body.

"Four masters, hurry up and take action." Ye Xiong yelled, he couldn't support it for long.

As soon as the four masters finished their breath, they immediately saw the current scene. They soared into the sky and four real qi attacked Solin fiercely.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

The true energy continued to attack Thorin.

Luodong's fluid surface thunder pattern surged, so he didn't believe that ancient martial arts would not even be able to defeat the defense of a cultivator.

The sky thunder fist condensed, and the arms seemed to be thicker, and the wind and thunder surged.

"Solin, take my thunder attack."

A drum of extremely powerful true energy hit Solin's back.

With a buzzing sound, Thorin's golden light in his body protection loosened and suddenly disappeared.

Chirp!

Four sword shadows passed by, leaving four large blood holes on Thorin's body.

Ye Xiong gained power with one move, how could he give him another chance? He tried his best to destroy the sword shadow. Suddenly, four sword shadows were bent in the air, densely passing through Solin's body, and thousands of swords penetrated the heart.

With a buzzing sound, all the sword shadows disappeared, and the dagger in front of Ye Xiong cracked and turned into pieces and fell to the ground.

The inscription dagger was finally overwhelmed and completely destroyed.

Ye Xiong gasped heavily and almost couldn't stand firm.

Thorin fell softly to the ground, looking at the countless sword holes on his body, and seemed to be unable to believe that this was true. He was a dignified god king and had a lifetime of wisdom. He died in the hands of a junior.

The only thing he can blame for his bad luck. He didn't expect Ye Xiong to have such a powerful weapon talisman.

It was this carelessness that made him lose his life.

The four masters' true energy was exhausted and they fell softly to the ground.

"Haha, it's refreshing, cough cough." Hong Lei laughed wildly regardless of coughing and gasping: "This is the most refreshing battle in Lao Hong's life. What a shitty god clan, go to the end."

"master."

"The leader."

People from the ancient martial arts sect rushed over and surrounded the four leaders.

Ye Xiong tried hard to take a step, but suddenly a jade hand came over and supported him.

"Young Master Ye, are you okay?" Hong Xue held him and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just a weak person."

Ye Xiong's heart was a little warm, although this was just a very simple action, which moved him quite a bit.

Everyone ran to the four leaders, and she was the only one who came here.

"Thank you." Ye Xiong said.

"I don't know how many times you saved our Hongmen. I should thank you." Hong Xue said with a red face.

As the two were talking, suddenly an inappropriate voice came.

"Hong Xue, I have a sweetheart, I don't even want my father?" Luo Dongliu laughed.

After hearing what he said, everyone's eyes fell on Hong Xue, and her face turned red.

"If it weren't for Mr. Ye, you all died. None of you came to help. If you asked me a little woman to help, would you be embarrassed to say it?" Hong Xue retorted.

"It's all for the girl to stay if she's old, that's all." Hong Lei shook his head and sighed.

There was a burst of laughter everywhere, and everyone was amused by Hong Lei's disrespect for his old disrespect.

"Go and see your dad, I'm fine." Ye Xiong said.

"You have a good rest, I'll go see my dad." Hong Xue hurried over for fear of misunderstandings.

Luo Shishi stood far away, her mouth raised and said nothing.

"Master Luo, why does your daughter look a little jealous when she is up?" Hong Lei smiled at Luo Shishi.

"Sorin just burned you to death, so as not to have your mouth so bad." Luo Shishi cursed angrily.

The eyes of the disciples around Luo Shishi, Hong Xue and Ye Xiong were both envious and admired.

A young hero, who doesn’t like a woman, can only blame her for her poor strength.

Ye Xiong recovered a little strength, walked over slowly, picked up Wen Qingqing's body and left slowly.

Everyone looked at him, no one dared to say anything.

During the day, Ye Xiong fought with Solin for this woman. Obviously, this woman is very important to him.

Hong Xue and Luo Shishi looked at his tall back, and for a moment, their moods were different.

As soon as Ye Xiong left, a figure fell from the sky and fell into the field. He was the Taoist priest of the Sanqing Sect.

"Are you finished fighting?" Taoist Master Sanqing looked around and asked.

"You are old, you run over after the fight. Are you a policeman when you film? "Hong Lei cursed angrily.

"I made an appointment to take action tomorrow night. Who knows you will take action in advance? Am I trying my best to come here?" Taoist Master Sanqing explained.

"We want to wait for you too, but Ye Xiong is like crazy and can't stop him." Hong Lei said.

"It's useless when you come. We can handle the God King without you." Luo Dongliu snorted coldly, with a bad face.

Although the misunderstanding between the Immortal Sect and the Heavenly Sect was resolved, the fact that the Sanqing Taoist Master went to the Heavenly Sect to humiliate himself was so severely that he could not forget it in his life.

"Is the God King dead?" Taoist Master Sanqing could not believe his ears.

"Isn't that?" Hong Lei pointed there.

Taoist Master Sanqing went over and turned Solin over and took a closer look.

"How is the four sword shadow clones possible? This can only be used in the fifth level of Qi refining." Taoist Master Sanqing was extremely shocked.

"What's impossible? It seems like you are the only one in this world." Thorin sarcastically.

The sky is gray and the whole city is bathed in the sun.

The sun rose as usual, just like yesterday, but overnight, many things changed.

Just like the palace, which is known as the faith of this country, was destroyed overnight, and the gods were destroyed overnight.

The king of the gods died, and the three princes of the inheritance died. No one would help them avenge them, and no one would want to reorganize the gods.

The most concerned thing for the disciples of the gods who escaped from death is who will get the treasures of the gods.

After all, the gods have been passed down for 20 or 30 years. Solin doesn’t know how many treasures of heaven and earth are collected, who doesn’t want to get them?
Chapter completed!