"Arrogant, who do you think you are!" Two dragon-level masters hiding in the crowd took action decisively. The man on the left was seen holding a scarlet sword.
The blade was swung with a burst of ghostly cries and howls, trying to cut through the void in front of him.
The other man punched with both hands, and in an instant countless fist shadows nearly enveloped him.
At the same time, three black shadows around him passed through the void, aimed at his back and struck hard, and in the blink of an eye, five top experts attacked him.
Obviously in this era, dragon-level masters are no longer so rare for the huge trade unions.
Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were like torches. He raised his hand and called out the Hun Tian Ling. The densely packed wordless tablets were immediately suppressed.
At the same time, the eyes focused on the man holding the ghost-headed sword. That sword was Mr. Chen's former weapon. Now, with the support of the union, [Buddha] has broken through to the dragon level and is considered the union's top psychic weapon.
I saw his five fingers reaching out, and the power of creation was gathering in his palm, blocking time around him.
Everyone is frozen there.
"Below the god level, I am the best, but you are still far behind!"
As he spoke, Ding Xiaoyi squeezed his fingers, grabbed the [Buddha Knife] from the other person's hand, and punched the person in the face at the same time.
In the frozen time, they were unable to compete at all. Even though they were both at the dragon level, they were suppressed by so many wordless tablets and could not awaken any spiritual power.
They could only watch helplessly as Ding Xiaoyi jumped over their heads and strode onto the God-Slaying Platform.
As he stepped onto the white high platform, the silent God-Slaying Platform suddenly glowed with wisps of mysterious light.
These rays of light gathered together and turned into another giant-like Ding Xiaoyi standing in the sky.
Just like last time, this manifested phantom was wearing a black shroud with an expressionless face, holding an official seal in his hand, standing in the void like a god.
At this time, everyone had been freed from the banned time, and everyone stared at the scene in front of them in stunned silence.
Ding Xiaoyi deliberately removed the seal of time so that everyone could watch how he killed the gods.
I saw him casually throwing the seriously injured cow head onto the God-Beheading Platform.
Suddenly, the stone pillars at both ends of the altar glowed with brilliant light, and countless iron ropes suddenly penetrated Niu Shou's body, and as the iron ropes tightened, he was firmly bound in mid-air.
"Do you really think that Tianyuan Holy Land will come with good intentions?" Ding Xiaoyi's voice was like thunder, making everyone's eardrums roar.
"In a jungle where the weak eat the strong, only the weak will huddle in tree holes. The strong will always be strong, and the weak will become weaker. If you want to get the right to speak, there is only one way, fight out!"
"Ding Xiaoyi, from now on the alliance is so big that there is no place for you!" Master Jiu angrily ordered the God-Slaying Platform to be blown up.
But as thousands of kilograms of explosives were ignited, everyone discovered that all the explosives had failed.
I saw that under a layer of misty light surrounding the God-Slaying Platform, all the power of the explosive explosion was completely absorbed.
Once the God-Slaying Platform is awakened, even if a god-level powerhouse intervenes, they can't even think of destroying the God-Slaying Platform. It's just a little explosive. Who are you looking down on?
Ding Xiaoyi looked at Jiuye and others with contempt: "You really know nothing about this world."
"Boom!"
The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and a thunderbolt like a dragon poked its claws out of the clouds.
The depressing aura made everyone in the audience feel nervous.
Such a terrifying scene made even the bodies of several god-level experts tremble uncontrollably.
When Ding Xiaoyi looked at Ning Chen with deep meaning, his face turned even pale. Perhaps due to his busy schedule these years, or perhaps because of his subconscious alienation, he had created a barrier to the board of directors.
He didn't even attend many meetings. At this moment, Ning Chen realized that he might have been too inflated over the years.
As Ding Xiaoyi said, they know too little about this world.
The two stone pillars on the altar that reached into the sky flashed with blue rays of light, and the rays of light rushed into the sea of clouds, causing the thunder in the nine heavens to converge on their heads.
Suddenly, the entire starry sky went dark, and bursts of thunder shook the sky for nine days.
The roar of thunder was endless, and a giant ax evolved from thunder appeared in front of everyone, like a big sun shining in the sky.
As the ax fell, the whole world turned into daylight, and the bright light made it difficult for everyone to open their eyes.
Only when the strong light dissipated did everyone open their eyes for the first time, and saw that the body of the bull head hanging in the air was torn apart, and the god's blood spilled out, dyeing the altar red.
A ray of spiritual light merged into the big seal behind Ding Xiaoyi, and his heart moved, feeling that he had gained a lot of merit.
Then under the horrified gazes of everyone, Ding Xiaoyi threw the horse's head directly.
"If you dare to kill me, one day a million troops will come to the Holy Land in person and your entire clan will be slaughtered."
Faced with the clamor of the horse head, Ding Xiaoyi was too lazy to say anything harsh to him, and casually threw the person between the two sacred pillars in front.
The iron rope flew up and penetrated the body of the horse's head, completely depriving him of his five senses. The old guy was immediately stunned and hung in the air, unable to say a harsh word.
Suddenly, the wind turned violent, the thunder broke through the dawn, and with another thunder falling, this wise man among the twelve gods finally met the end of his life.
Followed by the snake head, after this guy was thrown out, he saw the flesh and blood turned into mud on the ground, and he was immediately frightened to death.
"Spare my life, spare me, let me be a cow or a horse!"
What kind of god-level dignity is nonsense in the face of life and death: "I know many plans of Tianyuan Holy Land, let me go, I can tell you everything, what do you want to know? The Shinto plan of Tianyuan Holy Land, and how to plan for the present world,
I can tell you about annexing your alliance!"
"Xiao Yi, keep this."
When Li Chuanhai and others heard this, they hurriedly shouted loudly, hoping that Ding Xiaoyi would leave someone under his command, at least a tongue, so that they could better understand Tianyuan Holy Land's plan.
But Ding Xiaoyi remained expressionless. He was destined to kill a lot today, and there was no reason to stop him.
"Being a cow or a horse? That's a good relationship. Just like them, let's make a contribution to the future world."
Ding Xiaoyi sneered and kicked the snake's head onto the God-Beheading Platform without any mercy in his heart. He was the winner today and could stand high. If he fell into his hands, he would probably end up worse than death.
Not long after, there was a burst of thunder, and everyone looked at each other and sighed helplessly.
Master Jiu was even more furious, his eyes were bloodshot, but he was also so angry and weak that he felt depressed and wanted to vomit blood.
"Let's go!"
He turned around angrily and prepared to leave. Now that things were done, it would be useless even if they cut Ding Xiaoyi into pieces, let alone they couldn't do it yet.
"Wait, look, he's still going on!"
After killing three gods in a row, Ding Xiaoyi did not give up. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, he took four more gods out of his space one after another and sent them to the God-killing Platform one after another.
"Oh my God, this guy is a god-level butcher!"
What a god-level existence it is. It can almost be said to be the ceiling of combat power in the world. It can easily wipe out a city with just a flick of a finger.
Why the trade union is so cowardly is not because it does not have a real god-level person in charge.
I couldn't harden my waist, so I spent ten years and invested countless manpower and material resources in the god-making plan.
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But today they finally saw what it means to kill a god like slaughtering a pig or a dog. Ding Xiaoyi casually sent the god-level experts to the God-Beheading Platform one after another, which was simply cruel and outrageous.
Everyone even had the illusion that the god-level masters themselves were not that powerful??
It is not accidental that they have such an illusion. After all, Ding Xiaoyi is only a dragon level, but he is also a dragon level, so why is there such an astonishing disparity in strength?
In the blink of an eye, the blood of the seven gods dyed the entire God-Slaying Platform a bright red, and a strange and primitive aura of wildness surrounded the God-Slaying Platform.
It makes people feel that this is not like an execution, but more like a kind of sacrifice, a sacrificial ceremony using gods as sacrifices.
After this idea came into everyone's mind, everyone was immediately shocked.
If it is really a sacrifice, then who is the target of the sacrifice? Does it actually require the use of gods to make sacrifices?
Just as everyone was thinking wildly, Ning Chen sat down on the ground with a bang, and big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Looking straight at the God-Slaying Platform, he already thought of the adult Bitser often mentioned in his mind, and exclaimed in his heart: "It's true, it's actually true!!"
"Could it be that all of this is an order from that gentleman? That's why Ding Xiaoyi will carry it out without hesitation! Yes, that must be the case."
Suddenly, countless regrets poured into his heart, making him suffer like an ant on a hot pot.
After disobeying that adult's order, what would happen next? Even he didn't know what to do next. He only felt chills all over his body and his hands and feet were numb.
"The Great Consul!"
Seeing that his face was frighteningly pale, everyone hurriedly helped him up, and the medical team also hurried over to deliver spiritual energy to heal his injuries.
But all of this was pushed away by Ning Chen. His black and white eyes looked at the figure standing on the God-Slaying Platform, and after a moment he said in a voice as small as a mosquito:
"No one is allowed to tell anyone about today's events. Starting today, Ding Xiaoyi will be promoted to the position of Prime Minister. In addition, he will notify the finance department to allocate funds to Beimang College to repair the damage to the college!"
After saying that, Ning Chen couldn't hold on any longer, but there was nowhere to vent the depression and madness in his chest. He rolled his eyes and finally let himself pass out.
Ignore the busy movements of the union people below.
At this moment, Ding Xiaoyi's eyes were completely focused on his official seal. After killing seven gods in a row, his official seal had undergone amazing changes.
The rich power of merit makes this official seal dazzling and dazzling. The mysterious textures on it are intertwined, and it seems to have a power no less than that of a god.
"It should be almost there, I don't know how much is left."
He estimated in his mind that he had chopped seven god-level masters like cabbages in one breath. After all, he was still a big improvement from one hundred thousand merit points. In addition, he had accumulated eight thousand merit points before. I believe that even if there is a difference,
, not much different.
Thinking of this, Ding Xiaoyi was in a good mood and put away the official seal. Then he released the spiritual energy space and moved the entire mountain top including the God-Slaying Platform directly into it.
My spiritual energy space is really too big, it seems to be expanding all the time, and it is not noticeable at all to accommodate such a small amount of things.
I have to come here every time, it's too passive.
"I don't know how the situation is at Yu Niang's side. Let's go and take a look first!"
Ding Xiaoyi thought of this and ignored the situation of Ning Chen and others. Even if the union wanted to settle accounts with him, so what. When Jiayu and the others returned to the academy, even if a hundred artificial god-level people came to give them food.
I just don’t know if these artificial gods are considered meritorious...