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point of view, it is also completely consistent with the ceremony."after the continuous sacrifice of five human souls, the ceremony will be initially completed. As long as a large amount of soul power...felt the second divine pressure rapidly approaching here, Zhou Ping's brow frowned, and his speed did not stagnate at all, but a little faster!

he must seriously injure Seth before the two gods join hands, otherwise he has no chance of winning at all.

Zhou Pingjian broke the space and came to Seth, and the tumbling spirit of the sword rushed out like a tornado to Seth's face!

set's eyes narrowed slightly, and the next moment the whole person turned into sand all over the sky and disappeared without a trace.

the spirit of the sword swept over the gravel without touching the set, and Zhou Ping's face suddenly became dignified.

at the same time, a gust of wind came from the void, slamming him behind him and slapping it to the earth!

BAM--!

Zhou Ping's figure fell on the desert like a meteorite, shaking a large amount of sand, and then the surrounding yellow sand rolled back rapidly, like a giant coffin upside down, sealing Zhou Ping.

the yellow sand swept across the sky, and the cloaked set came out again.

he looked down at the giant coffin of yellow sand and snorted coldly.

"after all, human beings are only human beings. If they cannot control the power of the law, they can never really hurt the gods."

this... It's the gap between us. "

the palm of his hand was held in the void, and the huge coffin in the town between the yellow sand suddenly shrunk, as if to crush Zhouping into powder!

Ding -!

A crisp sword rang out, and a ray of sword ran through the coffin, cutting a gap in it, and the black shirt rose into the sky.

Fengshen Xiu stood erect in the clouds, pinched out a strange imprint with both hands and slowly pressed it down.

endless winds erupt from the void and converge into a terrifying tide, rolling toward the rapidly approaching body.

Zhou Ping's right hand trembled slightly, but still held the finger of his sword. His eyes stared at the storm that was enough to tear a city apart. He calmly pointed out his fingers, and his fingerprints were so fast in the air that he pulled out a large number of remnants.

A surging wave of sword spirit gathered around Zhou Ping, crashing into the oppressive storm with the fingers of his sword.

Sword spirit collides with the storm!

the shock wave visible to the naked eye burst from above the clouds and suddenly spread for hundreds of miles. Zhou Ping's sword spirit tore up almost all the wind blades, but a large amount of residual wind fell on him, cutting a lot of blood into the blood-stained black shirt again.

the blood scab that had already coagulated was torn open, and a large amount of blood instantly stained Zhou Ping's body.

Zhou Ping snorted and his body fell rapidly toward the bottom.

was seriously injured and had no sword in his hand. Now he was close to the limit. Under the joint efforts of the two gods, he was soon at a disadvantage.

at the same time, Seth stretched out his hand and scratched at the desert sand below, from which endless yellow sand emerged, converging into a nine-meter-long dark golden spear, which smelled of terrible killing in the air, and even the air around him became dry.

he held the spear in his hand and swung it at the rapidly falling figure!

Boom--!

the dark golden spear cut through the sky and sent out a harsh blast, piercing Zhou Ping's body like lightning!

Zhou Ping raised the finger of his sword and tried to block the spear with the breath of his sword, but now his sword had been exhausted. The sword was pointed on the spear, and his right hand was shocked into a fog of blood and crushed in the air!

fortunately, this finger shifted the trajectory of the spear a little, staggered Zhou Ping's heart and pierced his right shoulder.

Zhou Ping's figure broke the bottom of the desert sand, like a meteor, straight into the misty earth.

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at this time, the broken city, sheltered by the rule of Kuadu, has moved forward for nearly 20 kilometers, completely disappeared in the battlefield between Zhou Ping and the two gods, and disappeared into the fog.

of course, it is only half a step for them to catch up with this distance, so neither Hugh nor Seth has the intention to pursue it. As long as they kill the man in front of them, the broken city will fall into their hands sooner or later.

what's more, Amon stayed in that city all the time, cursing the national luck of the summer through the dragon vein.

half of Zhou Ping's body disappeared, and a pool of blood stained the earth beneath his feet and spread around. He slowly let his body stand up from the falling pit, looking very pale.

"cough, cough, cough."

he bowed his head and coughed violently, blood flowing down the corners of his mouth.

he was surrounded by a city that had been abandoned in the fog for how long, a large number of bricks and debris scattered around him, and the distant ruins loomed in the fog.

in the pool of blood, Zhou Ping's cough finally died down.

he slowly straightened his chest, stood upright and looked up.

in the haze, two great and sacred bodies slowly fall from the sky.

"Man, you are proud enough to be able to do this." The wind god Xiu stood barefoot in the void, overlooking the figure of Zhou Ping and said calmly.

Zhou Ping stood in the pool of blood, slightly sideways, looked at the direction of the broken city leaving,

stood silent.

"what, you still want to buy time and give that city a chance to escape" Seth sneered. "you should know that such a little distance means nothing to us, so what if you put it off for another half an hour"

Zhou Ping shook his head. "I'm just sorry."

"what are you sorry for"

"Unfortunately, we are so close to taking that step."

he looked up at the two divine figures in the sky, and a touch of bitterness appeared in his eyes: "Sorry, just a little bit, I can." Cut off the gods. "

"chopping God" Set scoffed, "just human beings, what a big talk."... "

"Kill him."

take a step forward and hold out a finger. The cold wind condenses at his fingertips.

Ode--!

just then, a shrill sonic boom cut through the fog of silence and was rapidly approaching here.

"Hmm" Hugh and Seth, who were about to do it, looked up in doubt and looked at the sky.

Zhou Ping also looked up.

the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted!

in the haze, the clouds rolled upside down from the sky, like a vast and surging wave sweeping towards the earth.

and at the top of the cloud wave, the seven bodies stood steady, their bodies glowing with a faint silver light, dispelling the fog around them, and on their faces, seven different masks were overlooking the battlefield beneath their feet.

they come in the clouds.

Zhou Ping recognizes these masks.

the seven men stepped on the clouds and landed steadily among the ruins and came to Zhou Ping's side.

"you." Zhou Ping stared at the seven people blankly.

the face, which has not been moved even after the Divine War, shows an unprecedented shock.

the figure in Sun WuKong's mask walked up to him,

patted Zhou Ping on the left shoulder,

"Senior Kensei, we've come to take you home."ht watchman who is not strong but not weak.the second aspect. Because you want to use the last ceremony to kill all the night watchmen in this city in one breath!as for the means... Maybe 600 kilos of...