In the green space, gunfire continued to vibrate.

Ping Ping Pong...

Mars kept flickering, bullets flew back and forth on the base of the culture trough, and some broke the glass trough and splashed around with fragments.

More bullets fell from top to bottom and fell on the heads of the crowd. A large amount of blood and splashed flesh blurred the people's vision.

"spread!"

A loud Japanese language was released, and Shou Mingxu pulled a recent transformation man to use a training trough next to him as a cover. In his sight, more than ten "gods" were knocked to the ground. Seven or eight of them were beaten to the ground at the moment when the gunshots sounded.

The rest rushed into the rows of cultivation troughs in a moment to avoid it. When the muzzle came, the jump on the metal base and the ground also caused some people to suffer some serious or light injuries.

On the other hand, when the gunfire sounded, panicked researchers ran into the surrounding experimental room. The God Awakening Center came to a space at this time.

The gunshots above gradually stopped.

With the base as a cover, Shou Ming Shun was not in a hurry to show up. He was strengthened. In addition, he had had his gun on the battlefield. When the enemy did not appear, waiting was the best strategy.

The next second, the sound of stepping on the iron ladder with clanging footsteps, and Japanese voice sounded above.

"He fired the gun over there, come with me!"

"Sight the gun and kill him if you have any movement-"

“…Not good…be careful…ah!”

The voice of his speech suddenly rose, and then turned into a shrill scream. The sound of the blade of the iron ladder passage surrounding the iron wall tearing across the body instantly exploded. Someone waved his hands and feet and was chopped down from above, falling heavily on the cultivation trough, and then thrust down to the ground with another bang.

At the same time, a woman who was instilled with the memory of "Inari God" Yu Zhuanjin, a woman whose hairless face suddenly rushed out of her face, and in the direction of the fighting sound, she made a bow-pull out of thin air.

Between hands, dark light gathered in a straight line. When aiming, he said softly: "Mortal!" His slender fingers suddenly loosened, and the gathering dark light instantly raised a wave of air, just like an arrow running straight upwards.

In the other direction, the few people who were also awakened and instilled in the memory of the gods had already shown the will to fight and rushed towards the iron ladder. Some of them ignited flames on their arms, and a ball of flame condensed in their palms; some of them emitted a terrifying aura, and when they wanted to pass this breath there.

A screaming body threw it out of the aisle, hitting a dark light that shot, and the scream stopped abruptly.

Instantly.

A figure stepped on the iron railing and swooped down next to the falling corpse. Almost at the same time, he suddenly waved his hand and pulled the thread several shuttle darts nailed to the necks of the four people on the iron ladder in a fan shape.

Xia Yi's whistle fell to the ground, got up and walked around, rolled up the silk thread with his hands, and the retracted shuttle dart brought out four blood threads, and the bodies stacked together and rolled down.

The shuttle dart rolled up with the silk thread and wrapped around his arm. Xia Yi walked towards several "gods" in front of him.

"This laboratory is really science fiction. I thought I wanted to raise an alien... and it turned out that even those who were abilities outside were not as good as those outside."

As he walked forward, the woman who shot a dark light looked at the four corpses rolling down, and was stunned for a moment, her lips slightly stuttering, murmuring a sound that only she could hear.

"…Minzu Zun… Kagutu… and Kusen’s Holy Spirit… just died like this?"

Suddenly, several figures rushed out, with no hair on her face and head. One of them grabbed the broken iron pipe on the ground as a weapon, stepped on the broken glass residue and rushed directly on it.

Xia Yi drew his sword and slashed out with the sound of breaking the wind. The man also smashed out the iron pipe, blocking it with a slight swaying, and his body just shook. Next to him, another figure rushed over and crossed. He found a samurai sword from somewhere and attacked with the person holding the iron pipe.

As the three weapons made countless collision sounds, Xia Yi suddenly kicked the iron pipe and moved his body to the other person and slashed out the full moonlight. The figure holding a samurai sword blocked it in a hurry.

On the side of Xia Yi's body, several shuttle darts flew out, and a few dings. While the person holding the iron tube flew out, the Japanese sword in his hand threw away, and nailed his head towards the flying figure who was avoiding him.

Just as the Japanese sword flew out halfway, a samurai sword suddenly rushed over and cut the Japanese sword into the air.

"Inari God" Yu Zhuanjin shot out a dark light again from the rear. As he flew away, a long soldier had already thrown out and hit the man who had just split the Japanese sword. The opponent blocked the samurai sword horizontally and was hit smoothly backed down.

At the same time, Yu Guangli, Xia Yi's figure swept through the air, reached out to catch the falling Japanese sword that was flipped and fell. It was like an illusion. The Japanese sword expanded several times in the air, and then slashed down suddenly.

The figure holding a samurai sword stopped, and without looking at a square painting halberd at her feet, shouting at the figure holding an iron tube: "Vishamantian!"

In the field of vision, sparks suddenly flashed and jumped up.

The iron pipe in the man named Viashamentian was cut off, and one of his arms was neatly cut off.

"Ahhhh!"

The broken limbs were lifted up, and the blood was raised. The Sharmony Tian, ​​who was covering the broken mouth, let out a shrill scream. In the stumble, the falling figure fell to the ground. The wind suddenly blew up and blew the fragments around him away. Xia Yi suddenly raised his face, looked at the opposite side with red eyes, and held the island man who was still retreating with his broken arms, kicked his feet again.

A afterimage was drawn and approached him.

Pull out the full moon.

The afterimage then stood behind Viashamentian, shaking the blood drops from the blade, and suddenly a "bang" sound came from the screaming figure. The upper body kept covering the broken arm, slid flatly and fell to the ground.

Xia Yi didn't know what the meaning of Viashamantian meant, but in the mythological system of the island country, he was a god who was good at various weapons and could cultivate more powerful weapons.

In the previous few fights, Xia Yi only roughly saw that the opponent has a talent for supernatural powers that are similar to him. If the opponent wants to grow up, Xia Yi may face a strong opponent in the future, so he will kill him first.

"…...Sorry, I'm a little sensible and don't like someone who can be like me, and it's not OK to be close to me!"

Xia Yi glanced at half of the corpse, holding the blood-dropped Japanese sword, and looked at the man holding the samurai sword. At this time, it took only ten seconds to kill him from the iron ladder aisle and then kill this island man with similar abilities to him.

Caught off guard, he killed a group of people on the other side, which has relieved a lot of pressure on dealing with the frontal next time.

However, one person is killing, and a group of people is also killing. Anyway, as long as Xia Yi gets the red stone, it doesn't matter what else.

"Suzhan Wu Zun, don't lose the reputation of the gods!"

Inari's voice shouted in the back, and the last seven or eight awakened gods rushed from the right and behind. They had previously fired an automatic rifle to break up and ran around to hide. When Xia Yi killed him, they were already running towards this side.

The outlines of figures ran in the green safety lights. A man named Suzhan Wuzun was the first to approach him. Xia Yi raised the Qinglong Yanyue on his back with his back, and his eyes narrowed.

The sound of breaking through the air was slashed and the heavy blade slashed down.
Chapter completed!