"superior!"

The middle-aged man in Xuanyi was the first to respond and was the first to rush to the top of the prison despite the flames.

However, he felt a trance in front of him, and he regained consciousness and took a closer look.

He actually stood in front of a business war.

Looking above the prison, Qin He was swinging his shovel and swiping hard at the four divine friends who followed him to the prison.

Another apparation!

"Bang!"

Poor those four divine friends, they were swept away like this without any precautions or any luck.

Blood spilled into the sky.

Visible to the naked eye, their blood has turned turbid gray.

This is the manifestation of longevity and physical dryness.

Qin He was condescending again, grinned, stretched out his finger to tickle Shang Zhan: "Come here~"

"hateful!!"

Shang Zhan was furious and jumped up to fight Qin He again.

This damn disembodiment is simply synonymous with "not respecting martial ethics".

So the two of them were playing ping ping pong on top of the prison, and they were inseparable from each other.

A group of false gods struggled to resist the Nanming Lihuo, and weak false gods were constantly ignited by the Nanmingli Fire, and then were completely devoured and became part of the fuel.

Helpless, they had no choice but to huddle together again and put up a protective shield.

Seeing this, Qin He feigned a shovel, changed his appearance and rushed in again.

Shang Zhan glanced at the gap and hesitated for a moment. Qin He broke into the protective shield, and the gap was completely opened to him.

Without wasting any more time, Shang Zhan made up his mind and used the strongest slash. The long sword shined brightly, and the glow was bright, and he slashed towards the gap fiercely.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and Shang Zhan felt his tiger's mouth go numb, and he stomped back, almost falling from above.

Taking a closer look, the gap flashed with patterns similar to tortoise shells, and it turned out... to be a small defensive array.

Business war just feels like going crazy!

Wei Wu, that bastard, actually arranged a small magic circle to block the gap.

With one strike of the knife, the magic circle swayed.

I believe that with a dozen more strikes, the formation will run out of energy and collapse.

But the problem is.

The gang of shrimp soldiers and crab generals under his command cannot survive these dozen swords.

With just one strike, another seven or eight were lost.

If they had not gained experience and fled in all directions, the losses would have been even greater.

Shang Zhan did not dare to delay any longer, so he immediately returned to rescue and intercepted the Qin River.

Ever since, the situation that followed fell into an endless loop.

If the false gods are scattered, they can only survive until the Nanmingli Fire burns out the fuel.

If they gather in formation, they will immediately attract Qinhe's plows, even if there is a Shang War.

The protective shield can prevent Nanming Lihuo, but it cannot prevent Qinhe.

I thought the gap in the formation would be the breakthrough point.

It turned out that the place could be broken through, but the cost of casualties was simply unbearable.

If it were in the past, even if they didn't rely on strength to crush him, there would be a hundred ways to suppress Qin He in Shang Zhan.

But now it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, and the world is at an end. Not only the spiritual energy has disappeared, but also many treasures containing spiritual energy have withered.

Even spiritual weapons cannot survive the long end of the world.

The only thing that can resist the end of the law is probably the artifact.

Shang Zhan secretly felt bitter in his heart. After forcing Qinhe back again, the two sides reached a stalemate.

Qin He did not dare to push too hard and retreated to the prison to hold the gap.

Because he always feels that there are still trump cards that have not been used in the business war.

There are two ways to kill yourself.

One is San Gong, and the other is self-sealing.

Needless to say, it is not easy to practice San Gong again even if you enter the immortal realm where spiritual energy is abundant.

The second is self-sealing, but sealing also requires consumption, and the amount accumulated over time cannot be ignored.

Moreover, it is difficult to seal, and it is also difficult to break the seal.

But...this does not rule out the possibility that there are some special methods that can create another way.

Qin He had a gut feeling that there might be a business war.

He was angry, but not panicked at all. Instead, the murderous look in his eyes became more and more intense.

This is a manifestation of the fact that there is still a hole card, although the result of opening this hole card is likely to be the same death, at least the cost is huge.

So...Qin He doesn't want to push him too hard

The snipe and the clam fight for the fishermen's profit. They are forced too hard, and the business war is fought tooth and nail. If the other false gods escape, it will be troublesome.

In a word: Business wars must end in the end.

After testing just now, the pseudo-god was much weaker than expected, so even a group fight could not do anything to Qin He.

In this case, this strategy will naturally have to change.

The Nanmingli Fire is still burning, the flames are raging, time is on your side, there is no need to rush.

In order to build this giant "corpse cremator", Qin He emptied the Zhongshan Palace of coal worth hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.

In the huge Tianlao formation, the coal floor is more than two feet thick.

The two sides were in a stalemate. Qinhe's big black shovel turned into a small bench and sat in the gap. The old god was there.

The magic weapon is versatile and can change anything.

The small bench is a magic weapon for leisure and entertainment, killing people and silencing people. It is known as the first of the seven kinds of sharp weapons.

Nature can also change.

When Shang Zhan saw it, his face became even more ugly.

It doesn't matter if he is trying his best right now, or if he is not trying his best.

While hesitating, the false gods would let out screams from time to time.

…

At the same time, the outside world.

As a royal temple in the capital, Guangyuan Temple has ushered in a major event.

An imperial edict came from the palace. The emperor prayed for the people of the world and held a special moonlight ceremony, accompanied by hundreds of officials.

In view of the precedent of Hakka's assassination, the Feiyu Guards were dispatched collectively for this blessing ceremony, with one sentry every three steps and one post every five steps, and they were strictly guarded.

The emperor led the ministers of the cabinet, the chief eunuch, and more than a hundred princes and nobles to pray for blessings.

Although there were many escorts, the emperor decreed that all the attendants should travel in simple carriages, with civil and military personnel lined up in jade chariots, so it did not appear grand.

The Dharma Assembly was held as usual, with civil and military officials chanting sutras and praying for blessings along with the monks. Although most of the rituals were indiscriminate, the Dharma assembly lasted for more than an hour, and the mouth was still dry.

After the ceremony, the monks and attendants brought tea for His Majesty the Emperor and the civil and military officials to quench their thirst.
Chapter completed!