God Soldier Atlas Chapter 458

"Go! Be sure to take your things back!"

A loud shout echoed in the air.

I saw a man covered in blood, carrying a long knife, and pounced forward.

"Boom—"

With a loud bang, the man turned into a dazzling light, and then a cloud of mushrooms rose up.

In the distance, a man had tears in his eyes, clenched his teeth, turned his head and continued to run forward. In his hand, he was still holding a piece of bone that was as smooth as jade.

"escape?"

"I want to see where you can escape!"

The insolent laughter echoed between heaven and earth, and a figure came out of the mushroom cloud and chased after the escaping figure.

"Teacher, I just got the news that they found the bones of the first Pangu."

Mi Ziwen said solemnly, "Someone is chasing them now, and it's for those corpses."

"The bones of the first Pangu are what the lord wanted."

Meng Bai said in a deep voice, "It must be of great importance, otherwise, no one would go after our people because of this."

"The things must be brought back, and I will go there myself."

Meng Bai pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"Teacher, you can't go."

Mi Ziwen shook his head, "Although there is no evidence, someone must be watching us secretly.

It was definitely not an accident that Sun Fairy and the others had an accident!

With the strength of the other party, the people I sent were unlikely to send the news. They deliberately used this to lure us to rescue!

This is a trap! "

"Even so, it can't help but be saved."

Meng Bai said, "This is a conspiracy, we have to accept it if we don't."

Mi Ziwen's expression was also a little solemn. They didn't know who the first Pangu was, but Zhou Shu solemnly asked them to do this, saying that it must be very important.

If there are any mistakes that affect Zhou Shu's major events, then they will regret it for a lifetime.

"The other party's attention should be on those of us."

Mi Ziwen's mind was running fast, and he said solemnly, "Those of us who originally followed the prince are the most suitable hostages, and we must not fall into their hands.

We can't move, but someone can move! "

"You mean—"

Meng Bai understood and pondered.

"I'm afraid they won't agree."

"Will not."

Mi Ziwen said with certainty.

"The pseudo-god Gu Hong and the pseudo-god Niu Fang have a very close relationship with the prince. When we were killed, they came to help at all costs. Now, they will definitely agree to such a trivial matter.

And with their strength, it is enough to cope with the accident. "

"Okay, let them try it first, it really doesn't work, we'll find a way."

Meng Bai said, "What the lord wants must not be lost, it must be brought back!"

"Run away, continue."

In the ancestral land, a joking voice sounded.

A figure stood up in the sky, holding his hands, looking at a man fleeing in embarrassment below.

He had a sarcastic look on his face, and if it wasn't for the purpose of attracting people, he would have been pinched to death in a mere Dao state.

Now, it's just a cat-and-mouse game.

The warrior of the Huaxia Pavilion on the ground also understands this. He knows that the opponent's strength is far superior to him.

But he didn't give up hope.

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of failing to complete the task.

He now only hopes that he can send things back to Huaxia Pavilion before he is about to die, so that the sacrifices of the brothers will not be in vain.

"boom-"

He was running frantically when suddenly a force came from the front and bounced him back directly.

"puff-"

He rolled a few times on the ground, rolled over, knelt on one knee, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Looking up at the enemy in the sky, a look of despair appeared on his face.

Finally, can't escape?

"Even if I die, I will never let you get it!"

A look of determination appeared on his face, urging the remaining power in his body to infuse it into the bone in his hand.

"Snapped-"

At this moment, his body flew out directly, and the bones in his hand could not be held down.

In the face of absolute strength, he can't even die.

"I want to die, but it's not that easy."

The man in the air said, "If you don't catch a big fish, isn't your bait a waste?"

One after another rays of light descended into the sky, entangling the warriors of the Huaxia Pavilion.

And that figure also descended 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 sarcastic expression, "It's beyond our own power."

He looked up in the direction of the gate of the realm, with a smile that was not a 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.

"It's really a candy, the deity doesn't want to care about you, do you really think the deity is afraid of you?"

His face was instantly gloomy, and he said coldly.

The next moment, he stomped heavily on his feet, and then rose into the sky.

At this moment, a stick that penetrated the sky and the earth fell from the sky, and smashed down on the top of the man's head.

"Mu Zhixing, die!"

The sound of shouting resounded between heaven and earth.

Qi Tian's figure had already moved from far to near, and instantly came to the front.

The person who made fun of the Huaxia Pavilion martial artist was actually Mu Zhixing.

At this moment, his face was a little ugly, he clenched his fists with both hands, and slammed it on the Dinghaishenzhen.

There was a loud noise, and the air waves rolled, and within a hundred miles, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked in an instant.

That is to say, the ancestral land is now desolate, otherwise, with such a blow, I don't know how many people will die.

The only victim now should be the only remaining strong man in Huaxia Pavilion.

Qi Tian never thinks too much about taking a shot, and he naturally doesn't care about the strong man in the Huaxia Pavilion.

Between the landslide and the ground, the strong man was instantly submerged by the earth and stone, and his life and death were unknown.

What disappeared with him was the skeleton of the first Pangu, which was as crystal clear as jade.

"Qi Tian, ​​do you really think I can't kill you?"

Mu Zhixing looked gloomy, looked at Qi Tian, ​​and said coldly.

"If you have the ability, you will kill me."

Qi Tian didn't care at all, his hands kept moving, and attacked Mu Zhixing like a gust of wind and waves.

In a sense, Qi Tian is a very pure person.

He wants to do one thing, and other things are out of his consideration.

If he wants to kill Mu Zhixing, he will only use all means to kill Mu Zhixing.

It is precisely because of this purity that Qi Tian was able to fight Tianzun when he was not Tianzun.

It is also because of this purity that he can become the supreme power in the sacred.

Other gods, even Heavenly Emperor, have too many distracting thoughts. If Heavenly Emperor is not older than Qitian, it is really uncertain whether he can beat Qitian.

Now Mu Zhixing also has some headaches. Although he has awakened Pangu's memory, his memory can be restored instantly, but his strength is not enough.

His current strength is nothing but ordinary divine.

Fighting alone and facing the sky, he has no real chance of winning.

"Boom—"

The dazzling light exploded between the two of them, and the two of them retreated a hundred feet at the same time.

Mu Zhixing wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes showed a ruthless look.

"You are courting death!"

Qi Tian snorted coldly and didn't answer at all, the Dinghai Shenzhen in his hand was the answer.

The Dinghaishenzhen shot towards Mu Zhixing with monstrous energy.

Mu Zhixing's face was so ugly that it was about to drip, he shouted, and a white light appeared in his palm.

As soon as Mu Zhixing's arm was thrown, that white light fell on him.

On his body, there was an extra piece of clothing exuding white light.

If Zhou Shu was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this dress was the five-colored robe he cast with the bones of the first Pangu.

When Zhou Shu cast this multicolored robe, he originally wanted to pit Yang Zhitian.

Later, Mu Zhixing took Wucai Xiayi from Zhou Shu's hand. Zhou Shu originally thought that Wucai Xiayi had already arrived in Yang Zhitian's hands, but he didn't think that Mu Zhixing actually kept this Wucai Xiayi in his hand.

Not only did he keep the colorful robe in his hand, but he also put it on himself!

"boom-"

There was another loud noise. After Mu Zhixing put on the multicolored robe, his aura skyrocketed, and the colorful robe erupted into a cloud of light and shadow, which actually blocked the Dinghaishenzhen needle.

Zhou Shu originally cast the multicolored robe, and the function for it was that once it was put on, no one could touch the person wearing the colorful robe.

Juzhixing is now learning and using it, and has used this function to the extreme.

In a sense, this colorful robe is indeed a defensive treasure.

Qi Tian snorted coldly, Mu Zhixing, a big man, dressed nondescriptly in a woman's clothes, he really didn't even want his face!

That is to say, he is Qi Tian and doesn't like nonsense.

With another person, I'm afraid that now I can ridicule Mu Zhixing to death.

Of course, if it was someone else, Mu Zhixing probably wouldn't use this method.

It was precisely because he knew that Qi Tian would not talk too much, so he would use this method.

After not being afraid of Qi Tian's attack, Mu Zhixing's attack also became violent.

With the defensive power of Wucai Xiayi, Mu Zhixing reversed the situation in an instant and gradually gained the upper hand.

"I originally wanted to save your life, but since you are courting death, then I will do as you wish!"

Mu Zhixing shouted, "You, give me death!"

His body flashed, he passed through Qi Tian's stick shadow, and punched Qi Tian's chest.

"puff-"

Qi Tian spat out a mouthful of blood, and instantly retreated for several miles. There was a wound running through the front and back on his chest.

"Those who are right with this deity have never survived!"

Mu Zhixing laughed and said, "Just go and be with Tianpeng!"

His body swayed, and he came to Qi Tian again, his fists kept falling on Qi Tian's body.

If their cultivation has reached their level, even if they are defeated, if they are determined to escape, they can basically escape.

But Qi Tian, ​​from the beginning to the end, never thought about escaping.

Although he was still trying his best to salvage the situation, Mu Zhixing succeeded in one move, and the momentum on his body continued to skyrocket, punch after punch, directly blasting Qi Tian's figure.

"Hmph, do it right for me, over your own strength!"

Seeing Qi Tian's figure explode, a proud look flashed across Mu Zhixing's face.

"If it weren't for the fact that the deity's strength did not return to its peak, then you would be worthy of fighting against the deity?"

"You don't have to worry, it won't be long before everyone in this world will accompany you."

Qi Tian laughed loudly.

At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared in the distance.

The pseudo-god Gu Hong and the pseudo-god Niu Fang came here at this time.

"Hey, have you met anyone from Huaxia Pavilion?"

The false **** cow Fang shouted loudly.

The pseudo-god Gu Hong pulled the pseudo-god Niu Fang with a vigilant look on his face.

"Are you stupid? Didn't you see who was killed by him just now?"

There was a hint of retreat in the eyes of the pseudo-god Gu Hong, and he was extremely terrified.

He could see clearly that the person who had just been blown up by this man's punch was the holy man who killed the Quartet outside Tongguan City before, Qi Tian!

Sacred Qitian was blown up with a punch, who is the person on the opposite side, do you still need to think about it?

sacred!

What a fool!

What they were going to deal with turned out to be a holy one!

If I had known this earlier, they would definitely not come if they were killed!

The fake **** Niu Fang really didn't see it just now, and even if he saw it, he would definitely not suffer from it.

He glared at the pseudo-god Gu Hong and said, "I don't care who he is, I just ask for directions, what's wrong?"

Mu Zhixing grinned on his face.

"Did Zhou Shu send you here?

Did he not dare to come? "

"Who are you?"

Fake God Niu Fang frowned, "Since you know who sent us, why don't you answer me?"

"He's really as timid as a mouse."

Mu Zhixing sneered, "If that's the case, then if I kill you all, he should come by himself, right?"

"and many more!"

Seeing Mu Zhixing take a step towards them, the false **** Gu Hong suddenly shouted, "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're just here to find people, not to make trouble with you.

Let's go right now, we won't disturb you at all! "

"Gu Hong, what do you mean?"

The false **** Niu Fang said angrily.

The pseudo-god Gu Hong also glared at the pseudo-god Niu Fang, "Shut up if you don't want to die!"

He pulled the false **** cow Fang and stepped back.

"You are a person who knows current affairs, but unfortunately, since you are here, you don't have to leave!"

Mu Zhixing took a step forward, flicked his sleeves, turned into big sleeves that covered the sky, and shrouded the past towards the pseudo-god Gu Hong and the pseudo-god Niu Fang.

"run!"

The pseudo-god Gu Hong shouted loudly that he had no intention of doing anything with Mu Zhixing.

Just kidding, the Holy Lord Qitian was killed, how much did they have?

Do you think your life is too long to start with a holy man?

The pseudo-god Gu Hong has understood something, but the pseudo-god Niu Fang doesn't know.

He only saw that the other party started to do it without saying a few words, and he was already furious in his heart.

"Gu Hong, you coward, if you want to run away, watch me teach this kid a lesson!"

The pseudo-god Niu Fang sacrificed the golden hammer of the drum and urn, and greeted Mu Zhixing.

"Fool!"

The false **** Gu Hong cursed in his heart.

Then he saw that the pseudo-sacred cow Fang was like a cannonball, and it flew out with a whoosh, and then slammed on the ground heavily, causing a cloud of dust.

"Why do you have to kill them all!"

The pseudo-god Gu Hong is also angry, he has already backed down, why should he do it?

"Death to me!"

The ruthlessness in his bones erupted, and the Seven Killing Blades in the hands of the pseudo-god Gu Hong erupted into the sky, slashing forward.

"The mantis arm is the car!"

Mu Zhixing snorted disdainfully.

He just raised his hand and waved, and the sword energy that filled the sky was instantly shattered.

He was waiting for a move to kill the pseudo-god Gu Hong, when suddenly a warning loomed in his heart.

"boom-"

Mu Zhixing's body suddenly dodged to one side.

But although he reacted quickly, he couldn't completely escape.

With a loud bang, 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.

"puff-"

Ju Zhixing spat out a mouthful of blood, and his figure flashed hundreds of meters away.

"Qi Tian? This is impossible!"

His eyes widened, his face full of incredulity.

The person who just attacked him was Qi Tian!

"You have already been beaten to death by me, how is that possible!"

Ju Zhixing lost his voice.

With his knowledge, Rao didn't know exactly what was going on.

Qi Tian was beaten to death by himself just now, and he was extremely sure that Qi Tian was too dead to die.

How could he possibly be resurrected?

Resurrection from the dead is a paradox!

Even if there is a saying of resurrection from the dead, it is absolutely impossible for the person who died in his hands to come back to life.

"The frog at the bottom of the well, talk about He Yubing."

Qi Tian said coldly, "I don't care who your real identity is, but you shouldn't kill Liu Ruochuan.

If you kill him, you will pay with your life!

Now, hit the road! "

Qi Tian took a step forward, and the Dinghai God Needle in his hand radiated golden light.

"Boom—"

The space was shattered, and the Dinghai God Needle instantly appeared on top of Mu Zhixing's head.

Mu Zhixing shouted loudly and tried desperately to dodge, but this attack, Qi Tian had already completely blocked all his escape routes, and he was unable to dodge Qi Tian's attack again due to his serious injury.

With a loud noise, Mu Zhixing's head shattered like a watermelon in an instant, red and white splashed everywhere, and the scene looked extremely bloody.

The pseudo-god Gu Hong was stunned.

He was ready to die just now, but he never thought that the holy Qi Tian, ​​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 sacred deaths with his own eyes. This kind of experience~www.mtlnovel.com~ I am afraid that it will never happen again.

"Master Qitian—"

Seeing Qi Tian looking at him, the pseudo-god Gu Hong subconsciously took a step back and said, "We are our own people, and it is Zhou Shu, the master of Tiangong Pavilion, who sent us to meet the adults."

"How did he know I was here?"

Qi Tian wondered in his heart, but he has always been less talkative and did not ask questions.

Nodding his head, he said, "The matter here has been resolved, you can go back.

Tell Zhou Shu that I still have some things to do, and I will go back when I am done. "

"Lord Qitian be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, the face of the false **** Gu Hong showed a look of horror and shouted loudly.

There was already a warning sign in Qi Tian's heart, and there was almost no sign. Qi Tian's figure had disappeared in place.

And where he had just stood, a ray of light had exploded, and even the space had been blown to pieces. If he hadn't escaped, he would have been seriously injured now if he didn't die.

Chapter end