At the same time that Lin Qiye saw Wei'erdanti, Wei'erdanti also saw him.

"Virdandi?" Tyr, who was being chased by Zhou Ping, saw her appear from the corner of his eye, and his eyes lit up.

"Asgard has come to this point. Are you three goddesses still hiding from the world? Don't forget that you are still Norse gods after all!"

The pair of beautiful eyes moved slightly, and soon moved away from Lin Qiye. She sighed lightly, and the silver spear in her hand left a long mark. She did not chase Lin Qiye like other Nordic gods, but stabbed directly at Zhou Ping on the other side!

Zhou Ping, who was chasing the God of War Tyr, frowned when he noticed the approaching spear.

He stepped back a little, gave up on Tyr in front of him, and instead thrust out a flash of sword light. The sword energy in the sky was like shattered raindrops, overwhelming the sky and rushing towards the figure holding the gun.

Before this terrifying rain of sword energy, Verdanti did not retreat but advanced. The tip of her spear suddenly thrust out, instantly blasting a big hole in the sky filled with sword energy. A flash of spear light crossed the void and headed straight for Zhou Ping's face!

clang--!!

A dark-gold sword pressed tightly against the spear, and the invisible aftermath of the collision between the sword and the spear spread out, clearing a vacuum area with a radius of tens of kilometers in an instant!

With the sound of sword chiming softly, Zhou Ping's long sword cleaved the long spear, and he took a few steps back in the air, his black shirt fluttering slightly.

He stared at the tall goddess in front of him, a look of doubt in his eyes.

"Who are you? I didn't see you when I came to Northern Europe to ask about swords two years ago."

"I am 'now'."

Verdandi held the spear in one hand and spoke calmly, "Human, you have great potential... but right now, you can't beat me."

"She actually fought off Senior Sword Saint head-on?" Cao Yuan was extremely shocked upon seeing this.

Since Zhou Ping became a god, although Lin Qiye and others have not seen him take action many times, no matter who Zhou Ping's opponent is, he can always maintain a crushing state... This makes them subconsciously think that Zhou Ping has already achieved invincibility under the "Supreme".

But now, Verdanti's strength has once again refreshed their cognition.

"He is the Great Xia Sword Immortal, but he is not invincible." Lin Qiye shook his head. "It has only been more than three years since Senior Sword Saint broke through the Divine Realm. It is already amazing that he is stronger than most of the main gods... There are so many myths in the world, and there are always some evil gods who are more perverted than him.

Maybe in the future, Senior Sword Saint will be truly invincible... but not now."

Lin Qiye remembered very clearly that when he first met the "present" goddess Verdante, Si Xiaonan said, "She is the future of the past and the past of the future. The past exists because of her, and the future changes because of her." Even if Loki and Thor joined forces, they might not be Verdante's opponent.

If we rank the power of all the gods in the world today, Verdanti would undoubtedly be at the top of the pyramid.

It is understandable that Zhou Ping cannot beat her.

As the few people were talking, a long robe with gilded purple patterns condensed out from Zhou Ping's side, moving without wind.

The Queen Mother of the West stared at Verdanti in front of her. She raised her hand slightly, and an ancient and mysterious mirror slowly rose from behind her.

The "supreme" artifact of Daxia, the Kunlun Mirror!

The mirror shook slightly, and was about to cover Verdanti's figure, but the latter seemed to have sensed something, and kept dodging in the air like a startled wild goose, leaving countless afterimages one after another, and the speed was even faster than the light reflected by the Kunlun Mirror!

Seeing this, Queen Mother of the West frowned slightly. She held the Kunlun Mirror in her palm and said to Zhou Ping in a deep voice:

"Leave her to me, and go kill the gods you should kill."

As soon as she finished speaking, Queen Mother Xi turned into a green light and charged towards Verdandi's spear.

Two graceful figures cut through the sky, sometimes fighting with roars, sometimes maneuvering and retreating, like dragons constantly shuttling between reality and the mirror.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Ping said no more and directly raised his sword to slash at the seriously injured Tyr!

Lin Qiye and others were staring at these unprecedented divine battles intently. Several sharp rattan swords cut through the void and arrived in front of them almost instantly!

The speed of these rattan knives was too fast. Lin Qiye and others were just mortals after all. By the time they realized the danger, it was already too late. Just when these rattan knives were about to pierce through their bodies, a crisp bell sounded from behind them.

Ding-a-ling——!

The copper bell rang, and an invisible sound wave bounced off several pieces of rattan swords in the front. A carriage that was constantly moving through the illusory courtyard passed through the bodies of Lin Qiye and others from behind like a ghost, and rushed in front of them at a high speed.

Another dozen or so rattan knives flew over and were all nailed onto the surface of the carriage, making a sharp sound of metal clashing.

"You guys are still here, don't you want to die?"

Master Chen’s voice came from the carriage. With a slight sound, the carriage door opened automatically. The carriage seemed to come alive in an instant and sucked Lin Qiye and others into the “mind scene”!

Lin Qiye, who had survived the catastrophe, felt his eyes flash before his eyes, and then he sat on a hard wooden bench.

In front of him was a wooden table filled with exquisite tea sets. Behind it was Master Chen, who was wearing a gray robe and looked slightly angry.

"Master Chen?" An Qingyu, who was sitting next to Lin Qiye, was stunned.

"Outside there are gods fighting each other. Why don't you run away and watch the show? Do you think you can participate in a fight of this level?" Master Chen snorted and dropped the cup in his hand heavily on the table, making a dull sound.

He pointed out the window of the carriage.

"You guys, do you know that any random god here can kill you with a sneak attack? If I hadn't been keeping an eye on you, you would have been four corpses by now."

"...five." Jiang Er added faintly from inside the coffin.

An Qingyu thought for a moment and said, "I may not die. There should be four bodies."

"No, there are three." Lin Qiye touched the hair on the back of his head.

"Tsk, actually it's not that easy for me to die."

Baili Pangpang chuckled.

Cao Yuan: ...?

“Are you still laughing here?” Master Chen glared at them in feigned anger, and Lin Qiye and the others immediately quieted down.

Master Chen sighed and waved his hand.

"Anyway, until they finish fighting, you just stay here...

No matter what happens outside, I will keep you safe here."