An energy light ball slowly flew out from the forehead of the evil-breaking knife, and was grabbed by the corpse king in his hand, and then pressed into his forehead.

Even if the Evil Breaking Sword is careless, even for other reasons. If you can't even escape, you will be killed with one move, then this person's strength is absolutely terrible. At least, it is not something that the Justice Sword can compete with, unless you are a fool, you plan to try it.

The Justice Sword is not a fool, and he will not ignore the overall situation because of his impulse. Therefore, he turned around and escaped without hesitation under the suggestion of temptation. The panicked exiles moved forward and filled the space with their bodies, trying to protect the safety of the only exiled man, the True God, now.

The Death God Blood Crazy felt something was wrong. When the Corpse King seized the True God Seal, he had already realized it. He immediately used the consciousness of the gods to retreat. The Corpse King was a ruthless and cruel person. Now that he had broken away from the constraints, would he turn his target to the True God Seal of Death? Blood Crazy was not sure. The only thing Blood Crazy could be sure is that he was not sure to defeat the Corpse King, and he had to escape!

The corpse king smiled faintly on his face, pressed his palm toward Wang Xu's skull that was flying towards him, and said, "Submit, or be destroyed." The knife raised in his hand was frozen, and hesitated for only three seconds, and then lowered his weapon and said, "I am willing to follow you..."

The Corpse King chuckled and said, "This is the humble race. All goals are just the products of impulse. The persistence of survival hope exceeds the evolution of higher levels. But your choice is correct for you who are small. All your expectations will be satisfied in the future by my gifts. Such weak strength is worthy of the true god? The true god of the humble exile does not exist."

The corpse king said, dodging and catching up in the direction of the escape of the Justice Sword. The crowds of exiles who blocked along the way were easily crushed like paper, and could not stop their progress at all. In a short while, they had already approached, and said in a tempting tone, "Run, I'll block her."

As he said that, he turned around and flew towards the Corpse King. The moment the two figures intertwined, they fought for more than two thousand times, losing the temptation of their right hand, and had three palms on their chests. However, they were not falling down. The Corpse King looked at the temptation of his left hand, which was no longer calm, and said in surprise, "Your hand is so strange? Was he crazy? He taught his martial arts to two human women?"

Temptation was silent and silent, and he used his skills to recover from his physical injuries. If he could drag it for a while, how could he rush forward without knowing it?

However, when Hong Mei saw the Death God Blood Crazy and the Fantasy escape, she immediately rushed side by side with Yin Li in a tacit understanding. The Death God was dead. The God of Justice is the target of the Corpse King. Of course, the two of them would not foolishly compete with the Corpse King. Compared with the God of Justice, the God of Death God of Death, the two of them thought it was more valuable and meaningful.

The Corpse King waited for a while, but the temptation remained silent. Finally, he said impatiently, "Tell me where your martial arts come from. I may be able to spare your life. Trying to delay time is meaningless. If I want to chase him, it is impossible for the weak ant to escape. With your strength, if I want to rush into the Divine City of Justice, I can kill him in the temple. I want to save him unless you can block me."

"Then stop it." One sound that was very similar to temptation, but without emotions mixed in it suddenly sounded. The corpse king turned his head and saw another temptation. The difference was that his hands and feet were intact, but it was charming. The corpse king flashed and appeared behind the person who came in like an instant, swinging his fists hard.

But it hit the sky, and the red energy shone brightly behind the head. The Corpse King turned around quickly in surprise, with his fists hard and blocked the grid, and the four fists collided. The charm in the air was flying back with the force and landing steadily. However, the Corpse King took two steps in a row, his face full of horror, "Women of humble races actually have such terrible lethality!"

As they spoke, the temptation had already pounced on him, and the two of them formed a cross-strike against the corpse king one by one.

The three of them were entangled in everything, and the continuous burst of qi and the diffuse energy aftermath shocked the surroundings and the exiles who tried to come forward to help were thrown away, either dead or injured. The movement speed of the Corpse King, which was like a moment of movement, would always disappear out of thin air when he approached two people, and then appeared near his empty gate and took action. In the short confrontation, the Corpse King had no idea how many attacks that could kill two people were at, were all disintegrated by this inexplicable technique.

After a while, the corpse king finally lost his patience, pulled out of his battle fist, stared at the dancing charm of Hongchang and said, "The humble exile is not completely undesirable. The seal of the God of Justice will be temporarily placed, and he will never die today."

After the corpse king said that, his body disappeared without a trace, and he was standing silently. At this moment, he covered his red lips and vomited blood in his mouth, but his internal injuries were already extremely serious. "Why, you didn't teach me such a body technique and internal strength method? If I could, the God of Destruction would be dead." Finally, he slacked off the tumbling breath in his body, and the temptation could not wait to ask.

The charming eyes looked into the distance with empty eyes, but his right foot gently kicked the snow on the ground rhythmically. After a while of silence, he finally said, "That's his, I can't reveal it..."

"What is my personal morality for the sake of human civilization? Even if you are not at ease with me, you should teach him these two terrible techniques! Even though you know that his strength is much inferior to you, how can you defeat the God of Destruction?" The tempting tone was very excited, with questions and resentment.

"The great way, the small way, are all the way. I'm leaving." After saying the charming tone empty, he flashed away, and never looked back at the temptation of anger written on his face. The latter shouted loudly, "How can you do this! In terms of feelings, he is infatuated with you for so many years, but isn't as good as a person who refuses to give up being God for you? In terms of morality, is it worth keeping morality for a man who does not reassure the rise and fall of human civilization?"

The screams of temptation came from afar, causing many exiles who were originally concerned about the battle to look at each other, but the charm had long gone, and I don't know if I heard these words.

With the help of the Assassin, Hong Mei and Yin Li, who finally successfully broke out of the encirclement, had to split into two groups. The Corpse King who got rid of the charm and temptation, turned to the target on the God of Death, and naturally chased after him. Hong Mei chose to stay and resist, "You go find him, I will block."

Yinli didn't say much, nor did she need to say much. The only thing that was left was Hong Mei, unless the two gave up their plan to chase the God of Death. If Yinli left it, could she block the corpse king? It would definitely not be able to stop it.

The Corpse King seemed not more interested in the Impression of the God of Death than the ones from Hong Mei. When the Red Mei slapped the six wings behind her and held the God of Death Scythe in her hand and rushed towards her, the Corpse King stopped moving forward and looked at it seriously.

"Answer a few questions from me, today I can satisfy your wish."

The offensive that Hong Mei originally wanted to take stopped.

Yin Li gave up the plan to follow the Death God Blood Crazy, and instead chose the rugged mountain road closest to the Death God Continent and rushed to the Death God Continent. Because he wanted to go to the Death God City, or to be more precise, he wanted to go to the Death Temple in the Death God City. The fantasy needed to accompany the Blood Crazy, and the Blood Crazy did not have the ability to move at all. If he set out at full speed, Yin Li would definitely be able to reach the Death Temple before the two entered the Death God Continent.

Yinli had to rush to the Temple of Death because Yiyu would wait there.

When the Corpse King appeared, the God of Destruction, who was approaching the fierce battle, suddenly had a good idea. If he rushed into the battlefield, he would definitely let the God of Death launch the craziest attack. What would the King of Destruction be? There is no way to judge, but it is obvious that at a certain time, the God of Destruction is at an absolute disadvantage.

Therefore, Yi Yu thought of a good idea. That is, to arrive at the Temple of Death before the Blood Crazy. Xiao Shuoer is not there, and he will definitely stay in the temple. With Xiao Shuoer's temperament, he will never focus on monitoring the territory like the Blood Crazy. With Xiao Shuoer's perception ability, Yi Yu is sure to easily control it.

I'm afraid not many people will be alert and alert when stepping into their own doors. The God of Destruction only thinks that when the Blood Crazy step into the gate of his temple with the fantasy, they are greeted by a sword. How interesting is the scene? How ironic?

The God of Destruction thought of it and did it.

Everything went very smoothly. After approaching the Death City, Yiyu calmed down his breath and walked slowly towards the Temple of Death like a human who lost everything on the Continent of the God of War and rushed to the Temple of Death. After stepping into the gate of the temple, Yiyu crawled on the ground, changing his tone with his internal strength, and singing the greatness of the God of Death while approaching the God of Death.

Xiao Shuoer was eating, and the smile on her face was as bright as the past. Facing the new human, Xiao Shuoer said kindly, "No need to do this, the God of Death is not here, you can get up and talk." Yu Yi refused in a righteous manner, insisting on showing his loyalty.

Xiao Shuoer didn't force it. This situation was already commonplace. While eating, staring at the God's consciousness screen, watching the blood maniac and the fantasy who were on the way. He smiled to himself and said, "He is going to lose his temper at me again when he comes back. He will say that it's because I can't help, so he can't kill the God of Destruction."

"It's just that he doesn't understand your goodness." Yi Yu, who was already close to the divine platform, smiled and looked up. Without waiting for surprise, his right finger had already hit several acupoints on Xiao Shuoer's body. The latter could no longer open his mouth. With the fluctuations of red energy, the hall was completely covered, and the consciousness of the gods could not be transmitted.
Chapter completed!