Xiao Chen also noticed the movement on the other side, and looked at Senior, who seemed to have his whole family wiped out, completely relieved.
Their path to becoming gods is cut off, and there is no hope of becoming gods!
The next step is to find a way to kill them...
That's right, he wanted to kill these two demigods. If he didn't kill them, how could he care about the monument?
In addition to the sacred monument, he also wanted to visit the place where the God of Light lived to see if he could loot anything.
Just when Xiao Chen and the old patriarch were cutting off the two demigods' path to becoming gods, the God of Light who was fighting seemed to be aware of it.
What happened over there at the sacred monument?
He frowned and wanted to leave the battlefield and go back to Guangming Mountain to have a look.
Seeing the reaction of the God of Light, the God of Darkness stopped him with an axe.
"You haven't finished the fight yet and you want to leave?"
The Dark God said coldly.
"Bruer, aren't you afraid that the Dark Holy See will be crippled in this battle?"
The God of Light knew that it would not be easy for him to leave with the God of Darkness around.
"The Dark Holy See has been crippled, how can the Light Holy See recover?"
The God of Darkness doesn't care. Since he has already sent out troops, the worst plan is already the best.
At worst, the Dark Holy See will rest and recuperate for a hundred and eighty years.
And if we win, the Dark Holy See will reach the top!
"The coexistence of two major Holy Sees is the pattern that the West should have... If the two major Holy Sees both lose, it will give opportunities to the Chinese people and give opportunities to others."
The God of Light’s voice was even colder.
"Stop talking nonsense, God of Light, you haven't made much progress in these years."
The Dark God said, and struck down with an axe.
"..."
The God of Light blocked the ax and looked down. What happened to the God of Light in the Mountain of Light?
"No matter what happens, you can't leave."
The God of Darkness saw the state of the God of Light and said coldly.
"Bruer, it seems you have made up your mind...Okay, let's fight!"
The God of Light is angry, and he will not care about the situation in the God of Light Mountain for the time being. No matter what, the back-ups he has arranged should be enough.
As long as one of the two powerful demigods becomes a god, it can change the situation of the war.
If the two become gods, then even if the Blood Ancestor does come, it will be very stable.
boom!
The battle between the two became fierce again, making the space unstable, as if it might collapse at any time.
In the City of Light, the battle between all parties continues.
Xue Chunqiu was covered in blood and panting.
The bearded man opposite him didn't have any anger at all at the moment. There was only deep fear and even fear in his eyes!
Just now, he cut off his beard and wanted to kill Xue Chunqiu...but later he discovered that he could not kill Xue Chunqiu.
Not only can't he kill Xue Chunqiu, but he is also very dangerous.
Xue Chunqiu was seriously injured, and so was he.
"Come again."
Xue Chunqiu dragged the big knife and walked slowly towards the bearded man.
At this time, the two of them had landed on the city wall again.
Fighting in the sky consumes too much energy.
The bearded hand holding the hammer was trembling... He didn't have much strength left.
If this continues, he may not even have the strength to lift the hammer.
"You haven't heard of me before, have you? Today, just listen to me."
Xue Chunqiu slowly raised his sword.
"When you die, tell the King of Hell...or your god here, who killed you! I, the Sword God, Xue Chunqiu!"
As the last word fell, Xue Chunqiu exerted force on his legs, his speed surged, and he went straight towards the bearded man.
"kill!"
The bearded man roared, gathered all his strength, and struck out with a hammer.
boom!
The hammer missed hard and hit the city wall hard.
Broken masonry.
Swish.
Xue Chunqiu avoided the hammer and swept out with the broadsword.
The sword flashed and blood arrows spurted out.
Xue Chunqiu was exhausted and knelt on one knee on the ground, using the blood-stained sword to steady himself.
"Huhuhu..."
Xue Chunqiu gasped for air, and behind him, the bearded man also knelt on the ground.
The bearded hammer has fallen to the ground.
The hand he had just held the hammer was on his neck.
But even so, blood spurted out from between his fingers.
I couldn't stop the bleeding at all.
His neck was cut in half.
His head was drooped and he couldn't straighten it up at all.
"Gurgling...ahem..."
The bearded man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but blood kept pouring out of his mouth.
boom!
The bearded man couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a pool of blood.
When he fell to the ground, he saw Xue Chunqiu and Xue Chunqiu's knife.
The God of Swords, Xue Chunqiu.
He remembered the name.
Soon, the bearded man stopped making any movement.
Xue Chunqiu slowly turned around, looked at the dead bearded man, stood up, and held the big knife.
He won't give Big Beard any chance to kill him!
Yes, Big Beard still has a chance to kill him!
That is the soul!
Although the soul will be weak after death, there is not much difference between a strong person who cultivates the spirit, whether he is dead or not.
The soul of a strong cultivator is still powerful.
Once he is careless, he is likely to be killed...
Of course, his soul will not dissipate, but who wants to die if he can live!
Swish.
A phantom appeared. It did not attack Xue Chunqiu, but wanted to shoot away from a distance.
Whoosh!
Xue Chunqiu's reaction was also very fast. The sword flew out of his hand and went straight towards the shadow.
The next second, the sword flew past the shadow and was inserted into the city wall.
The phantom also disappeared on the city wall at the same time.
"Let him escape..."
Xue Chunqiu was a little disappointed and his body shook a few times.
However, there is nothing we can do about it. In his current state, it is impossible to pursue him anymore.
"Amitabha, this dead soul... the old monk will help you to save it."
Suddenly, a Buddha's call came.
The figure of Ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai disappeared beside the city wall.
Xue Chunqiu was stunned for a moment. Has the old monk finished killing his opponent?
He came to the city wall and saw from a distance...the old monk slapped the old monk with his palm, and the bearded man was stunned.
"Buddha's Palm……"
Xue Chunqiu's eyelids twitched, he grabbed the big knife inserted in the city wall and pulled it out.
"how?"
Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai flew back, looked at Xue Chunqiu, and asked.
"Old monk, do you want me to admit that you are better than me?"
Xue Chunqiu held the knife and asked coldly.
"Amitabha, Donor Xue has misunderstood. The old monk is asking you, how are you injured?"
Ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai shook his head and said.
"Hmm... not bad."
Xue Chunqiu was a little embarrassed. He thought the old monk had come back to show off.
"Oh, how does that compare to you?"
Ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata asked again.
"..."
Xue Chunqiu's face darkened. Did this old bald donkey do it on purpose?
"Do you think I can't hold the knife anymore?"
"Hahaha……"
Ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai laughed.
"hehe……"
Xue Chunqiu looked at the ghost Buddha Zhao Tathagata and also smiled.
"You take a rest first, and the old monk goes to take a walk..."
Ghost Buddha Zhao Ru said that he was about to jump off the city wall.
"Wait, you win one game for now, but I will surpass you."
Xue Chunqiu looked at the back of Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai and said.
"No need to belittle yourself, it's just that your enemy is stronger than me."
Ghost Buddha Zhao Tulai jumped down and heard a voice.
"Too……"
Xue Chunqiu muttered and looked down from the damaged city wall.
Soon, his eyes fell on a place, where was the battlefield between the Dark Pope and the Light Pope.
The two of them made a lot of noise, and the fight turned the world upside down.
Below, there is already ruins, and there are even gullies!
"They are all seriously injured. Are they going to live or die?"
Xue Chunqiu narrowed his eyes, took out the holy healing product, and swallowed it.
Then, he took out two more bottles of powerful potion and poured them into his mouth.
The war is still going on, how can he watch the fun here?
Soon, the holy healing products and powerful potions took effect, and he regained his strength after being exhausted.
Although he is far from the peak, he still has the strength to fight.
Holding a big sword in his hand, he jumped off the city wall and ran straight to the battlefield.
This is a rare opportunity, today...he is going to kill him!
"Your Majesty the Pope..."
The strong men on both sides naturally saw the battle between the two popes.
The strong man who had no opponent attacked him one by one, hoping to help.
The men and horses from both sides rushed together instantly and started a fierce battle.
"Arthur, do you really want to live or die with me?"
Congreve looked at Arthur and asked coldly.
"What, are you afraid? If you are afraid and beg for mercy, I can let you go."
Arthur was injured in many places and covered in blood, but his momentum remained intact.
"Arthur, do you really think you can destroy the Holy See of Light today? As long as the God of Light is here, the Holy See of Light will not be destroyed."
Congreve's voice was colder, and Arthur was much more powerful than before.
"I know that if the God of Light is not dead, then the Holy See of Light will be there... But, it doesn't matter, the Holy See of Light is here and you are not, that's fine."
Arthur sneered.
"You are dead, and all the strong men of the Holy See of Light are dead. Will the God of Light be the glorious commander?"
"If you want to kill the strong men of the Holy See of Light, you must also pay the price..."
After Congreve finished speaking, he killed Arthur again.
He knows very well that the current turning point lies in the Holy Mountain of Light.
As long as one of the two powerful demigods becomes a god, the passive situation will become active.
All he needs to do is hold Arthur back and wait for the new god to come out of the Mountain of Light.
Arthur blocked Congreve and looked at the battlefields in the City of Light.
He discovered just now that Xiao Chen was missing.
"Where has this kid gone?"
Arthur was a little strange. What was the "god's plan" that the demigod strongman mentioned just now?
Does Xiao Chen's departure have anything to do with this?
"Something must have happened..."
Arthur muttered in his heart, forget it for now, now their side has the upper hand.
As long as there are no major changes, they will definitely win.
And his goal is to find a way to kill Congreve!
The death of Congreve represents the end of an era for the Holy See of Light!
If Congreve is not dead, how can we talk about destroying the Holy See of Light?
The God of Light cannot be killed, but Congreve can still be killed!
On the other side, Rowling killed the seriously injured demigod.
"If I say I'll kill you, I'll kill you... As an emperor, you must keep your word."
Luo Lin looked at the body of the powerful demigod and said coldly.
"Will his soul...appear?"
Zhao Laomo is here, and he has never been far away from the battlefield here.
"meeting."
Luo Lin nodded and held the angel thorn tightly.
"Wait a moment, you and I will work together to surround and kill him."
