Chapter 1677 One person slaughters eight hundred gods
Chapter 1677: One person slaughters eight hundred gods
Obstacles are confusing and treacherous, like the turbulence of the vast ocean.
Huaguang flashes quietly...
The two holy kings who escaped also died.
Lin Huang's figure appeared, coughed twice, then swallowed all the Holy King Beads and began to recover.
now……
His realm is still far away from the quasi-emperor.
The eight Holy Emperors, plus more than fifty Holy Kings, had allowed him to walk nearly four-fifths of the way on the road to the Holy Emperor.
It becomes increasingly difficult to go up further.
However, there are still seven hundred Martial Emperors and Martial Saints behind them.
In the confusion, after the forest wilderness was briefly restored, we started on the road.
Without the oppression of the Holy King and Holy Emperor, the current injuries can be recovered slowly.
Then, his figure disappeared and headed towards the 700 Martial Emperor and Martial Saint army.
Not long after, Lin Huang discovered the majestic army.
But now it's a little scattered.
Because they had fallen behind the Holy King and Holy Emperor in front of them, they could only charge forward based on their feelings... It should be in that direction.
And Lin Huang, who didn't know when, had quietly blended into the 700-strong army and was hanging at the back.
"Can you hurry up? The whole army has been slowed down by you. If you can't catch up, you won't even be able to drink the soup!"
Next to Lin Huang, a god who looked like a piece of wood spoke.
call out!
For an instant, the piece of wood stopped for a moment.
Then a hole appeared on the back of the wood, and a figure got right into it.
Then, the piece of wood came to life again, following the mighty army, trying hard to pursue it.
Half an hour.
A quarter of an hour.
Two quarters of an hour...
Time passed very quickly, but they never caught up with Qin Zheng.
Even the gods who were originally in front of them had no trace.
Could it be...
Already finished?
Not to mention drinking soup, even the basin is gone?
At the front, several martial saints leading the charge began to become suspicious.
The entire team also became much more scattered.
Blind men touch an elephant, they can't find the target.
However, the entire army continued to rush forward, because the martial saints at the front knew very well that if they stopped, they would really have no chance to drink soup.
At least now is not the most desperate time.
In this way, a soulless army of 700 troops charged forward in the confusion of chaos.
Oh no, in two quarters of an hour, there were only more than 500 of the 700-strong army left.
The last piece of wood is still alive.
Time passed, and another half hour passed.
Those at the front finally couldn't hold on any longer and stopped.
It took too long to chase, and Mao didn't even see him. He was too desperate.
We can only stop for a while and then think about how to find Qin Zheng. After all, their level is not high, but they have a full army of 700. If one person throws a skill, it is enough to kill Qin Zheng.
Several people turned back and glanced at the 700-strong army.
His eyes suddenly froze!
this……
Why are there only more than two hundred left?
Are the group of martial emperors at the back out of touch?
Damn it, the first and second level gods are rubbish... They have all slowed down, but in the end they are still out of touch.
Forget it, let's wait until everything is here before making any plans.
After all, they are of good background among all the tribes in the world, and they have a certain say in the 700-strong army. As long as Qin Zheng shows up again, they can eat meat.
There are more than two hundred martial saints here who are still making plans.
However, after waiting for a long time, the army from behind did not appear.
"Go take a look at that piece of wood. Why hasn't it come yet?"
A martial saint at the front spoke and ordered the log at the back of the team.
Mumu was very servile. He nodded and bent down to explore, and disappeared into the mist in a few breaths.
…
This investigation lasted for less than half an hour.
Just when the army was waiting impatiently, the sound of wood suddenly sounded in the mist...
Qin...Qin Zheng...
The army suddenly shook.
The leaders immediately turned their guns and headed towards the source of the sound.
All I saw was that the piece of wood was turning into a bead.
"Qin Zheng appears!"
Everyone was immediately alert and at the same time overjoyed.
Finally appeared, I thought there was no hope, but now I am afraid it is a blessing in disguise?
Moreover, since there is no Holy King or Holy Emperor, there is no need to take a share of the pie. With these two hundred Martial Saints, it is not difficult to kill Qin Zheng!
"Qin Zheng has appeared. Form formations and disperse. Follow his traces!"
A martial saint began to issue orders, wanting to become the leader of this hunt.
However……
The next moment, a flash of light flashed, and his head rolled to the ground.
For a moment, all the martial saints were shocked.
They didn't even see anything clearly, the Martial Saint's life was gone.
quick.
Too fast!
For a time, they seemed to wake up a lot...
What they have to face is a human race's Holy Emperor.
The speed is far beyond what Wu Sheng can match.
For a time, the two hundred martial saints no longer spread out, but gathered inward. Unfortunately, they were not from the same clan and could not form a powerful clan formation within a period of time. Otherwise, the two hundred martial saints could easily kill the Holy Emperor.
"You, too, want to kill me, Lin Huang?"
In this confusing land, Lin Huang's voice rang out, and along with his words, there were many ghosts and shadows all around the mist.
All the martial saints were immediately shocked.
"Lin Huang? Not Qin Zheng? What's going on?"
Their information is very limited, so they don't know that Qin Zheng is a fake.
call out……
Suddenly, a sword light came over him like a raging sea.
All the martial saints were immediately shocked and took action at the same time to resist the sword light.
boom.
In the fog, a violent explosion sounded.
A powerful force that dominated the world was finally blocked, but... it also directly killed more than twenty martial saints.
Lin Huang walked out of the fog, still wearing Qin Zheng's face.
There is an evil smile on his face.
In an instant, another sword dominated the world.
The faces of the two hundred martial saints turned green, and then they took action in anger, using all their attack moves to kill Lin Huang.
However……
In an instant, Lin Huang crossed the attack area. He turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed directly into the army of two hundred martial saints.
boom.
A loud bang sounded in the fog.
Lin Huang was like a cold spear shining brightly in the world, rushing into the army of Martial Saints, and directly dug a corridor. Under the corridor, more than 30 Martial Saints were killed instantly.
On both sides of the corridor, it can be said that people are jumping on their backs.
"It's boring, no more fun!"
After one move, Lin Huang suddenly felt a little bored. He shook his head, took the Setsuna knife, and rushed into the Martial Saint army again.
He raised the knife and dropped it.
He raised the knife and dropped it.
The knife in hand falls, falls, falls...
It's like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and killing a martial saint is like chopping melons and vegetables. Not to mention the terrifying magical powers of the gods of all races, under the suppression of the realm, everything is just a cloud.
Only half an hour.
Two hundred martial saints were directly hacked to death by Lin Huang.
Looking at the beads all over the ground, Lin Huang waved his sleeves and left this place without any nostalgia. Chopping melons and vegetables was not a place of merit, and it was not worthy of his nostalgia!