I saw a man covered in blood, holding a long knife, and rushed forward.
"Boom——"
There was a loud noise, and the man turned into a ball of dazzling light, and then a mushroom cloud rose into the air.
In the distance, a man with tearful eyes clenched his teeth, turned around and continued to run forward. In his hand, he was holding a bone as smooth as jade.
"Escape?"
"I want to see where you can escape to!"
Arrogant laughter echoed between heaven and earth, and a figure walked out of the mushroom cloud and chased after the escaping figure.
……
"Teacher, we just got the news that they found the bones of the first generation Pangu."
Mi Ziwen said with a solemn expression, "Someone is chasing them now, and they are coming for those bones."
"The bones of the first generation Pangu are what the prince wants."
Meng Bai said solemnly, "It must be of great importance, otherwise, no one would hunt down our people because of it."
"The things must be brought back. I will go there myself."
Meng Bai pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly.
"Teacher, you can't go."
Mi Ziwen shook his head, "Although there is no evidence, someone must be watching us secretly.
What happened to Sun Ping Ping and the others was definitely not an accident!
Given the strength of the other party, it was unlikely that the people I sent would have sent out the news. They deliberately used this to lure us to rescue!
This is a trap!"
"Even so, we have to save him."
Meng Bai said, "This is a conspiracy. We have to accept it even if we don't accept it."
Mi Ziwen's expression was also a little solemn. They didn't know who the first Pangu was, but Zhou Shu asked them to do this so solemnly, indicating that this matter must be very important.
If there were any mistakes that affected Zhou Shu's major events, they would definitely regret it for the rest of their lives.
"The other party's attention should be on us."
Mi Ziwen's mind was racing and he said in a deep voice, "Those of us who initially followed the prince are the most suitable hostages. We must not fall into their hands.
We can't move, but someone can!"
"You mean——"
Meng Bai understood and said in deep thought.
"I'm afraid they won't agree."
"No."
Mi Ziwen said with certainty.
"The false god Gu Hong and the false god Niu Fang have a close relationship with the prince. When we were in trouble, they came to our aid at all costs. Now, they will definitely agree to such a small matter.
And with their strength, they are enough to cope with changes."
"Okay, let them try it first. If it doesn't work, we will find a way."
Meng Bai said, "What the prince wants must not be lost. It must be brought back!"
……
"Escape, continue."
In the ancestral land, a joking voice sounded.
A figure stood in the air, holding hands, looking down at a man running away in embarrassment.
There was a look of ridicule on his face. If it wasn't for the purpose of attracting people, he could just crush a Taoist to death.
Now, it's just a cat and mouse game.
The Huaxia Pavilion warrior on the ground also understands this. He knows that the opponent's strength is far superior to his.
But he did not give up hope.
He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of failing to complete the task.
Now he only hopes that he can return the things to Huaxia Pavilion before he dies, so that the sacrifices of the brothers will not be in vain.
"Bang——"
He was running away frantically when suddenly a force came from the front and bounced him back.
"Pfft——"
He rolled on the ground a few times, stood up, knelt on one knee, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He looked up at the enemy in the sky, with a look of despair on his face.
Finally, can’t you escape?
"Even if I die, I will never let you get it!"
With a look of determination on his face, he mobilized the remaining strength in his body and poured it into the white bone in his hand.
"Pa—"
At this moment, his body flew out directly, and the bones in his hand fell down without being able to hold them.
In the face of absolute strength, he couldn't even die.
"It's not that easy to die."
The man in the sky said, "If I don't catch a big fish, wouldn't your bait be wasted?"
Rays of light soared down from the sky, surrounding the warriors of Huaxia Pavilion.
And that figure also fell from the sky and slowly landed on the ground.
He raised his hand and grabbed the bone in his hand.
"You don't even know what it is, and you still try to possess it. Do you know what it is?"
The man said with a mocking look on his face, "You don't overestimate your capabilities."
He raised his head and looked in the direction of the Realm Gate, with a half-smile on his face.
"If you really want it, do it yourself."
He said to himself.
Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed slightly.
"You're such a sweetie. I don't want to argue with you. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
His face instantly darkened and he said coldly.
The next moment, he stepped hard and then rose into the sky.
At this moment, a stick that reached all the way down from the sky fell on the man's head.
"Mu Zhixing, suffer death!"
The sound of shouting resounded between heaven and earth.
Qitian's figure has already moved from far to near, and has arrived in front of him in an instant.
The person who teased the Huaxia Pavilion warriors was none other than Mu Zhixing.
At this moment, his face looked a little ugly. He clenched his fists with both hands and hit the Dinghai Divine Needle violently.
There was a loud noise, air waves rolled, and within a radius of a hundred miles, the sky and the earth instantly collapsed.
In other words, the ancestral land is now deserted. Otherwise, just such a blow would have killed many people.
The only victim now should be the only remaining strong man in Huaxia Pavilion.
Qitian never thinks too much when he takes action, and he naturally doesn't care about the strong man from Huaxia Pavilion.
When the landslide and the earth cracked, the strong man was instantly submerged by the earth and rocks, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Disappearing with him was the crystal-clear jade-like skeleton of the first generation Pangu.
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"Qitian, do you really think I can't kill you?"
Mu Zhixing's face was gloomy, he looked at Qi Tian and said coldly.
"Kill me if you can."
Qi Tian didn't care at all. He kept moving his hands and attacked Mu Zhi Xing like a strong wind and huge waves.
In a sense, Qitian is a very pure person.
If he wants to do one thing, other things are not within his scope of consideration.
If he wants to kill Mu Zhixing, he will use all means to kill Mu Zhixing.
It is precisely because of this purity that Qi Tian was able to fight against Tianzun when he was not Tianzun.
It is also because of this purity that he can become the most powerful among the gods.
Other saints, even the Emperor of Heaven, have too many distracting thoughts. If the Emperor of Heaven is not older than Qi Tian, it is really uncertain whether he can defeat Qi Tian.
Now Mu Zhixing also has a headache. Although he has awakened Pangu's memory, his memory can be restored instantly, but his strength cannot.
His current strength is nothing more than ordinary divine power.
Fighting alone and facing Qi Tian, he has no real chance of winning.
"Boom——"
The dazzling light exploded between the two of them, and they both fell back hundreds of feet at the same time.
Mu Zhixing wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, with a ruthless look in his eyes.
"You are looking for death!"
Qi Tian snorted coldly and didn't answer at all. The Dinghai Shenzhen in his hand was the answer.
The Dinghai Shenzhen hit Mu Zhixing with overwhelming energy.
Mu Zhixing's face was so ugly that he was about to drip with tears. He shouted, and a white light appeared in his palm.
Mu Zhixing threw his arm, and the white light fell on him.
On his body, there was a piece of clothing that emitted white light.
If Zhou Shu were here, he would definitely recognize that this piece of clothing is the colorful rosy clothing he cast from the bones of the first generation Pangu.
When Zhou Shu cast this colorful rosy garment, he originally wanted to trick Yang Zhitian.
Later, Mu Zhixing took the colorful rosy clothes away from Zhou Shu. Zhou Shu originally thought that the colorful rosy clothes had already reached Yang Zhitian's hands, but he probably did not expect that Mu Zhixing actually kept the colorful rosy clothes in his hands. Not only did he keep the colorful robe in his hand, he also put it on himself!
"Boom——"
There was another loud noise. After Mu Zhixing put on the colorful cloud clothes, his aura surged. The colorful cloud clothes burst into a ball of light and shadow, and actually blocked the Dinghai Shen Needle.
Zhou Shu originally made the colorful rosy clothes and designed them so that once they are put on, no one can touch the person wearing the colorful rosy clothes.
Mu Zhixing is now learning and applying it to the extreme.
In a sense, this colorful rosy garment is indeed a defensive treasure.
Qi Tian snorted coldly, Mu Zhixing, a grown man, puts on a woman's clothes in a nondescript manner, he really doesn't even have the dignity to do so!
In other words, he is Qitian and doesn't like nonsense.
If it were another person, I'm afraid he would be able to ridicule Mu Zhixing to death.
Of course, if it were anyone else, Mu Zhixing probably wouldn’t use this method.
It is precisely because he knows that Qi Tian will not talk much that he uses this method.
After not being afraid of Qitian's attack, Mu Zhixing's attacks became more violent.
Relying on the defensive power of Wucaixiayi, Mu Zhixing instantly reversed the situation of the battle and gradually gained the upper hand.
"Originally I wanted to spare your life, but since you are looking for death, then I will give you what you want!"
Mu Zhixing shouted, "You, go to hell!"
His body flashed, he passed through the shadow of Qi Tian's stick, and punched Qi Tian in the chest.
"Pfft——"
Qi Tian spurted out a mouthful of blood and instantly retreated several miles. A wound appeared on his chest that penetrated from front to back.
"No one who goes against me will ever survive!"
Mu Zhixing laughed loudly and said, "Just go and keep company with Tianpeng!"
His body swayed and he came in front of Qi Tian again, his fists landing on Qi Tian one after another.
If your cultivation reaches their level, even if you are defeated, if you want to escape, you can basically escape.
But Qi Tian never thought about escaping from the beginning to the end.
Although he was still trying his best to save the situation, Mu Zhixing succeeded with one move, and his aura continued to surge. Punch after punch, Qi Tian's figure was directly blasted away.
"Huh, do it right for me, don't judge yourself!"
Seeing Qi Tian's body explode, a look of pride flashed across Mu Zhixing's face.
"If my strength hadn't returned to its peak, would you be worthy of fighting me?"
"You don't have to worry, it won't be long before everyone in this world will be with you."
Qi Tian laughed loudly.
At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared in the distance.
The false god Gu Hong and the false god Niu Fang unexpectedly arrived at this time.
"Hey, have you seen anyone from Huaxia Pavilion?"
False God Niu Fang shouted loudly.
The false god Gu Hong gave the false god Niu Fang a warning look on his face.
"Are you stupid? Didn't you see who the person he just beat to death was?"
A hint of retreat flashed through the eyes of the false god Gu Hong, and he was extremely frightened.
He could clearly see that the person who had just been blasted by this man's punch was none other than the holy man who had killed everyone outside Tongguan City, Qitian!
Holy Qitian was blasted with a punch. Who is the person on the opposite side? Do you still need to think about it?
Holy!
What a cheat!
What they want to deal with turns out to be a god!
If they had known this, they would have refused to come even if they were killed!
The pseudo-sacred cow Fang really didn’t see it just now. Even if he did, he would definitely not suffer any loss.
He glared at the false god Gu Hong and said, "I don't care who he is, I'm just asking for directions. What's wrong?"
Mu Zhixing grinned.
"Did Zhou Shu send you here?
He didn’t dare to come himself?”
"Who are you?"
False God Niu Fang frowned and said, "Since you know who sent us, why don't you answer me?"
"He is really as timid as a mouse."
Mu Zhixing sneered, "If that's the case, then if I kill you all, he will come by himself, right?"
"Wait!"
Seeing Mu Zhixing take a step toward them, the false god Gu Hong suddenly shouted loudly, "The grudge between you and Pavilion Master Zhou has nothing to do with us!
If you want to find him, just go to Tiangong Pavilion.
We are just here to find someone, not to cause trouble for you.
We’ll leave now and won’t disturb you!”
"Gu Hong, what do you mean?"
The false sacred cow Fang Nu said.
The false god Gu Hong also glared at the false god Niu Fang, "Shut up if you don't want to die!"
He grabbed the false sacred cow and stepped back.
"You are very aware of current affairs, but unfortunately, since you are here, there is no need to leave!"
Mu Zhixing took a step forward, flicked his sleeves, and turned into a sky-covering sleeve, shrouding the false god Gu Hong, false god Niu Fang and others.
"Run!"
The false god Gu Hong shouted, he had no intention of taking action with Mu Zhixing.
Just kidding, Holy Master Qitian was beaten to death. How many pounds do they have?
Do you think your life will be long if you fight against a god?
False God Gu Hong has understood something, but False God Niu Fang doesn’t know.
He only saw that the other party started to attack without saying a few words, and he was already furious.
"Gu Hong, you coward, if you want to run away, run away and watch me teach this kid a lesson!"
The false sacred cow sacrificed a drum, a urn, and a golden hammer, and rushed towards Mu Zhixing.
"Fool!"
The false god Gu Hong cursed secretly in his heart.
Then he saw the false sacred cow fly out like a cannonball, and then hit the ground heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust.
"Why do we have to kill them all!"
The false god Gu Hong was also angry. He had already given in, so why did he still take action?
"Die to me!"
The ferocity in his bones exploded, and the Seven Killing Sword in the hand of the false god Gu Hong erupted with soaring sword energy and slashed forward violently.
"The mantis' arm is like a chariot!"
Mu Zhixing snorted disdainfully.
He just raised his hand and waved, and the sword energy in the sky was instantly shattered.
He was just waiting for a move to kill the false god Gu Hong, when suddenly a warning sign occurred in his heart.
"Boom——"
Mu Zhixing's body suddenly dodged to one side.
But although he reacted quickly, he couldn't completely avoid it.
With a loud noise, Mu Zhixing only felt a distance coming from behind. He could even feel that his shoulder blades had been shattered in an instant, and a violent force poured into his body, destroying his body wantonly.<
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"Pfft——"
Mu Zhixing spat out a mouthful of blood and appeared hundreds of feet away.
"Qitian? This is impossible!"
His eyes suddenly widened, his face full of disbelief.
The person who just attacked him was none other than Qi Tian!
"You have obviously been beaten to death by me, how is that possible!"
Mu Zhixing lost his voice.
Even with his knowledge, he has no idea what is going on.
He had just beaten Qi Tian to death with his own hands. He was extremely sure that Qi Tian was already dead.
How could he be resurrected?
Resurrection from the dead is a paradox!
Even if there is a theory of resurrection from the dead, it is absolutely impossible for those who died in his hands to come back from the dead.
"What's the point of talking about a frog at the bottom of a well?"
Qi Tian said coldly, "I don't care who your true identity is, but you should not kill Liu Ruochuan.
Kill him and you will pay with your life!
Now, get on the road!"
Qi Tian took a step forward, and the Dinghai Divine Needle in his hand shone with golden light.
"Boom——"
The space shattered, and the Sea-Dinging Needle instantly appeared above Mu Zhixing's head.
Mu Zhixing shouted and dodged desperately, but with this blow, Qi Tian had already completely blocked all his escape routes. He was seriously injured and was unable to dodge Qi Tian's blow again.
There was a loud noise, and Mu Zhixing's head shattered like a watermelon in an instant. Red and white splattered everywhere, and the scene looked extremely bloody.
The false god Gu Hong was stunned.
He was ready to die just now, but he never thought that Holy Qitian, who had been beaten to death by the opponent, actually came back to life and successfully killed the opponent!
In a short period of time, he actually saw two divine deaths with his own eyes. I'm afraid he will never have this experience again.
"Lord Qitian——"
Seeing Qi Tian looking at him, the false god Gu Hong subconsciously took a step back, cupped his hands and said, "We are our own people. It was Zhou Shu, the master of Tiangong Pavilion, who sent us to meet you."
"How does he know I'm here?"
Qi Tian wondered in his heart, but he always said little and did not ask out loud.
He nodded and said, "The matter here has been resolved, you can go back.
Tell Zhou Shu that I still have some things to do, and after finishing them, I will go back."
"Lord Qitian, be careful!"
Before he finished speaking, suddenly, the false god Gu Hong showed a look of horror on his face and shouted loudly.
There were already warning signs in Qi Tian's heart, but there was almost no warning. Qi Tian's figure had disappeared from where he was.
And where he just stood, a ball of light exploded, and even the space was blown to pieces. If he had not avoided it, he would have been seriously injured even if he was not dead.