bite--!!

A clear sword sound was heard, and a flash of sword light streaked across the sky, closely following an Indian god.

"Damn, how can this human be so strong..." The Indian god felt the fierce murderous aura approaching rapidly from behind, and a trace of fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

Within two days, this human with a sword had hunted down three main god-level heads in the melee, and he still has such terrifying combat power!

The gods of Daxia suddenly launched a desperate counterattack, causing the already shrinking front line of the Indian gods to continue to shrink inward, and in the process, many Indian gods were killed, resulting in gaps in many places in the defense line, and this human was one of the beings that tore open the gaps.

"Carrie! Help me hold off this human!"

In his peripheral vision, a familiar figure appeared. The goddess called Kali frowned and rushed to his side.

"Being hunted down to this extent by a human... N'Jili, you are in such a mess."

Another main god came to help, which made Engili feel relieved. He gradually stopped and looked back.

A figure wearing a black shirt and holding a long sword fell from the clouds. There were several wounds on his body and the hem of his black shirt was in tatters, but his clean and pure eyes were still as bright as stars.

"Two main god-level ones..." Zhou Ping muttered to himself.

After hesitating for a moment, he still raised the sword, rolled up the mighty sword intent, and slashed towards Engili's neck!

The two main gods attacked at the same time. A bolt of lightning carrying flames collided head-on with the sword intent, making a loud bang. Goddess Kali tore open the void with both hands, turned into a black shadow, and instantly flashed behind Zhou Ping!

Zhou Ping sensed the danger and quickly dodged, leaving behind a shadow that shattered into black fire all over the sky and disappeared without a trace.

His figure gathered several hundred meters away, his expression somewhat solemn.

He could clearly sense from the fluctuations of divine power that the two main gods were extremely powerful. After two days of fighting between gods, he already had many scars on his body, and he might not be able to gain the upper hand easily now.

The two Indian gods, one on the left and one on the right, attacked Zhou Ping at the same time. The brilliant sword beams shattered the divine power one after another, and the situation was deadlocked for a while.

At this moment, a thick golden stick shadow fell from the sky and forced Goddess Kali back several miles. Zhou Ping felt the pressure relieved, and he slashed a hideous sword mark on Engili's body with his backhanded sword, and blood spilled into the sky.

Above the clouds, a figure wearing tattered golden armor and carrying a golden cudgel was flying towards here.

"Sun Wukong?" Zhou Ping asked in surprise, "Your injury..."

As the first Great Xia god to arrive at Chennan Pass, Sun Wukong, like Yang Jian, had faced the situation of fighting one against seven or even eight enemies, and the injuries he suffered were not so easy to recover from.

"It's just a minor injury, it's okay." Sun Wukong spoke calmly, his pair of golden eyes were like a burning furnace, releasing a terrifying fighting spirit.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Ping said no more. He just concentrated on holding the sword in his hand and slashing towards Engili!

With Sun Wukong sharing the opponent's burden with him, Zhou Ping's pressure was suddenly reduced. The sharp sword light slashed out one after another, and soon Engili's figure was submerged in the endless sea of ​​sword energy.

As Zhou Ping groaned, the sword brushed across his palm. The surging sword intent rushed into the sky, cutting through the lightning and flames wrapped in the ocean of sword energy. Even a terrified head was shattered in the sword energy.

The body of N'jili, which was chopped into pieces and blood, was swallowed by an invisible ripple. The next moment, it appeared in the mouth of the female beast behind it, and its abdomen bulged high again...

At the same time, Sun Wukong, dragging a seriously injured body, relied on his incomplete Dharma image and ferocious fighting style to overwhelm Goddess Kali. When Zhou Ping killed an Indian god and joined the battlefield, the situation instantly became one-sided, and he quickly killed the second Indian main god.

Zhou Ping looked at the wave of mythical beasts rushing towards Chennan Pass below with an extremely solemn expression.

"We can't go on like this." Zhou Ping said in a deep voice, "I'm going to kill those female beasts."

If one wants to kill the mother beast, one must first carve a gap in the defense line of the Indian gods and kill their way to the deepest part... and along the way they will inevitably be besieged by countless Indian gods. After all, once the mother beast is killed, their last means of restraining the Great Xia God will disappear.

No matter how strong Zhou Ping was, it would be extremely difficult to do this, not to mention that he was injured now.

But Zhou Ping knew very well in his heart that no matter how difficult it was, there would always be someone who would stand up.

His sword exists for this reason.

Sun Wukong carried the golden hoop on his shoulder, glanced at the several huge female beasts hiding at the back of the countless Indian gods, and said calmly:

"Okay, I'll clear the way for you."

Zhou Ping and Sun Wukong looked at each other and turned into two streams of light, rushing towards the place where the Indian gods were most concentrated. Sensing the fluctuations of the divine power of these two mother beasts, dozens of secondary gods and several main gods around them took action at the same time!

The surging divine power surged in the air, Sun Wukong roared, and the image of Qitian was outlined again. The huge demon ape was about to collide directly with the divine shadows in the sky, when a magic seal suddenly swept in front of him!

The seal spun in the air, rapidly enlarged, and instantly covered the entire sky, like a mountain surrounded by fairy air, crashing down in front of many Indian gods!

The figure of the Golden Immortal Guangchengzi stepped out from nothingness, followed closely by Taiyi Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren and others.

"My dear friend Zhou Ping, we are here to clear the way for you." Jade Ding Zhenren held a long sword in his left hand, and his right arm was empty, probably cut off by the Indian god in the melee.

Zhou Ping smiled and saluted with his sword: "Thank you very much."

Although most of the gods of Daxia were injured in the two-day war of gods, they spared no effort at this moment and used their strongest magic weapons and powers. The three golden immortals and Sun Wukong joined forces to cut a bloody path among the Indian gods. A large amount of divine blood and divine bodies were swallowed up by the invisible ripples, and the reproduction speed of the female beasts in the rear accelerated!

Seeing this, Zhou Ping's eyes became even more anxious. He simply wiped the sword across his palm, and bright red blood stained the sword, which began to tremble violently!

bite--!!

The loud sword chant resounded through the sky. Zhou Ping mobilized all his strength, transformed it into a dazzling sword light, and headed straight into the depths of the Indian gods!

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Morning South Pass.

Outside the outer wall.

Zuo Qing stood on the broken earth. Countless beast roars came like thunder from afar, and the rocks under his feet were shaken continuously.

He unconsciously clenched his hand around the handle of the straight knife...

He knew that the darkest moment for Chennan Pass was about to come.

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I have to go on a business trip these three days, so I can only update twice, sorry~~(?2?1_?2?1)