Daxia border.

A figure with six grey wings swooped down from the clouds like lightning.

The originally sparkling sea surface has now turned into a quagmire. Countless dark silts are spread on the water surface, and a few mud bubbles appear from time to time, which looks extremely disgusting.

Shen Qingzhu frowned and looked towards the other side of the swamp.

The war pass that originally stood above the sea had now been mostly corroded by the silt. Dense missiles and artillery burst out from the outer walls, but when they touched the endless silt, they seemed to be misfired, and silently sank into the quagmire and disappeared without a trace.

How are the survivors of Shenlong Pass doing? Shen Qingzhu asked in a deep voice.

Although the silt was strange, it did not spread quickly. Except for the first group of teams that went out to resist, the others had basically evacuated to the west inner wall, and there were basically no casualties... A voice came from the headset.

Shen Qingzhu nodded slightly, switched the channel, and asked again:

What about the other war passes?

Commander Lin's Seraph clone has already arrived at Chennan Pass. The God of Games and the God of Mind have also rushed to the battlefield, temporarily stabilizing the situation. However, there are still two gods of the Anti-type left... and they are difficult to deal with.

Although the other human ceilings have rushed over separately, the gap between the human ceiling and the God of Cthulhu is still too big, and it is difficult to make up for it by numbers. I am afraid they will not be able to hold on for too long.

[Black Goat] What about over there?

As for Xuehan Pass... just now a sword flew in from somewhere and just hung outside the pass. Now [Black Goat] has stopped and seems to be very afraid of this sword.

...I understand. Shen Qingzhu paused for a moment.

Any news about Erhai Lake?

Not yet. The thick fog has obscured all electronic signals. However, we have sent a [Psychic] team in, and we should have a response soon.

Shen Qingzhu hummed, thought for a moment, and finally added:

Send people to Kunlun Mountain to release the Monk of Fate.

yes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Qingzhu turned off the communication device. It was not because he did not want to keep in touch with the headquarters, but after he approached the muddy sea, the sound in the headset had begun to become intermittent.

This god of the restraining type seems to have a strong inhibitory effect on modern technology, and previous missiles and artillery didn't even have a chance to explode.

Shen Qingzhu flapped his wings and kept approaching the depths of the swamp sea. The swamp covered at least a hundred kilometers of the sea surface. The gray sky and dark mud made this world seem like a wasteland.

Just as Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes and vigilantly scanned the muddy sea below, a terrifying mud head quietly and silently poked out of the clouds in the gray sky...

Facing this muddy sea, everyone thought that the God Ke must be hiding somewhere under the mud. Who could have imagined that His real body was among the clouds above?

By the time Shen Qingzhu realized the danger, the muddy face was already above him!

Boom! !

The muddy and ferocious head opened its huge mouth and bit down fiercely, swallowing up the figure with gray wings directly, and disappeared without a trace!

…

Erhai Lake.

When Lin Qiye saw the two artificial gods surrounded by lightning in front of him, his face suddenly darkened.

He turned around and looked at An Qingyu, who was walking slowly towards him in the thick fog.

It seems that you are more anxious than me. Lin Qiye spoke in a cold voice.

I just took the initiative... Could it be that you will just let me go? An Qingyu pointed at the two artificial gods in front of him.

You've just drained all your blood and are weak now. I advise you not to act rashly.

Sizzle——!!

Ferocious lightning flashed across the sky and landed accurately on the two artificial gods. Dazzling arcs of electricity spread across the sky, trapping Lin Qiye.

Lin Qiye stood among the lightning, frowning as he glanced at the three figures around him.

Under normal circumstances, in a one-on-one situation, Lin Qiye was confident that he could keep An Qingyu in Daxia, but now there were two more artificial gods at the main god level, and the situation suddenly became serious.

Even if you succeed in trapping me here, do you think you can get out of Daxia safely? Lin Qiye spoke in a deep voice.

Of course not. An Qingyu answered decisively, so I have to take you with me.

If I have the Great Xia Night Watch Commander-in-Chief as a hostage, even the Red Dust Sword Immortal... wouldn't dare to draw his sword against me, right?

Lin Qiye's eyes fixed, and he looked back at the two man-made gods in front of him, with a look of understanding in his eyes:

No wonder... you had thought of this step from the moment I locked you up in the Gods' Mental Hospital? Or did you prepare everything for the next step when you first saw the countdown on Mount Olympus?

Is it important to discuss this now?

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, then he took out the [Zhanbai] that had recovered from his body and held it in his palm, and spoke slowly, "Yes, since we have come to this point... nothing else matters except the result."

An Qingyu glanced at the long knife in his hand.

Do you still want to fight? Do you think you still have a chance of winning?

The commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch has no reason to surrender. Lin Qiye replied calmly.

Clang——!!

[Zhanbai] and [Shenhuo] are unsheathed at the same time!

Two flashes of sword light flashed one after another, heading straight for An Qingyu's neck. The latter seemed to be prepared for this, and instantly condensed a frosty sword in his palm. With a gray flash in his eyes, he accurately blocked the sword light of [Zhan Bai].

As for the second blade light, An Qingyu did not block it with his sword again, but dodged it directly. The blade cut through the air, leaving only an illusory afterimage.

Seeing this scene, Lin Qiye frowned slightly.

There is no doubt that An Qingyu is one of the people in the world who knows him best. No matter whether it is [Zhanbai] or [Shenhuo], he knows exactly what abilities they have, how to crack them, and whether they can be resisted.

Just as Lin Qiye was about to swing his sword and catch up, Yu Er and Yu Si flew over from the left and right. The dazzling lightning instantly submerged Lin Qiye's figure, and a shocking explosion echoed over the Erhai Lake!

The aftermath of the god-level attack dissipated in mid-air, and a deep red afterimage rushed out again. Apart from some charred skin on the surface, there were no serious scars.

Lin Qiye held two swords in his hands and moved quickly among the dense thunder. Threads of cause and effect floated out from the end of the crimson cloak and rushed towards the three figures.

At this moment, An Qingyu seemed to have noticed something. His grey eyes swept across somewhere in the void, and his figure retreated into the distance again!

Several threads of cause and effect suddenly came to nothing.

Can he see cause and effect?

Lin Qiye's sharp vision caught this scene and he was secretly shocked.

But he soon discovered that this was not the case... An Qingyu's gaze kept wandering in the void, and did not fall precisely on the location of the causal thread. Instead, it seemed as if he was alert to something.