The years when I was not the protagonist

The sound of killing and killing continued to rise and fall, and a gap was opened in the Taiqingmen's protective formation. The three powerful men of the White-headed God Clan seized the opportunity and rushed up directly, using their supernatural powers to block the gap and prevent the formation from healing.

The army of the White-headed God Clan roared in, and the brown-red mist continued to corrode along the gap in the formation, trying to widen the gap.

"All the disciples of the Taiqing Sect obey the order. Those who are at the Spirit Transformation Realm and above will immediately meet the enemy and defend the sect. Those who are below the Spirit Transformation Realm will retreat to Taiqing Peak."

The second elder Zhiqing's voice spread throughout the Taiqing Sect, and all the disciples took up weapons to guard the sect at this moment.

This is no longer a simple power struggle, but a life-and-death struggle between two ethnic groups, the human race and the god race. Even the disciples below the spiritual transformation level have drawn out their weapons and are ready to support the battlefield at any time.

"Disciples of Longqing Peak listen to the order and follow me to kill the enemy~"

"Disciple Lei Qingfeng listens to the order and follows me to kill the enemy~"

"Disciples of Yuqing Peak follow orders and follow me to kill the enemy~"

"..."

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, disciples of Jiufeng and the descendants of the Baishou God Race fought to the death.

The second elder, Zhi Qing, and the third elder, Meng Qing, were both strong in the Holy Realm, and the two of them faced off against two white-headed protoss, and the remaining one, the white-headed protoss, killed the disciples of the Taiqing Sect.

Fourth Elder Lei Qing, Fifth Elder Yu Qing, Sixth Elder Feng Qing, Seventh Elder Long Qing, and the four Venerable Elders could only hold back the White-headed God Clan who was in the Holy Realm with all their strength.

The lack of high-end combat power instantly put the disciples of the Taiqing Sect at a disadvantage.

Although there are a few true disciples who have broken through to the Venerable Realm, it is still a drop in the bucket for the white-headed gods who have come out in full force.

"Hahaha~ Your soul is mine now, you will be my parasite."

A disciple of the Taiqing Sect was targeted by two white-headed gods, who caught him and wanted to parasitize him.

This disciple of the Taiqing sect refused to obey, desperately resisting, "Hmph, even if I die, I will not parasitize you."

Boom~
With a bang, this disciple of the Taiqing sect reversed his true essence and blew himself up, dragging two white-headed gods to be buried with him.

There was also a disciple of the Taiqing Sect who was very brave, and killed the Baishou God Clan to defeat the army. That was Qiu Xingwen, the disciple of the head of the Taiqing Sect, who was able to resist the three masters of the Baishou God Clan with his strength.

Seeing that the Taiqingmen mountain gate was already in flames, the shouts of killing were louder and louder, and the smell of blood had already permeated Yuanqing Peak.

Gu Chuan couldn't stay still any longer. Although the boundary of Yuanqing Peak needed people to guard it, it was obvious that the gate of the mountain needed people even more.

"A Niu, the task of guarding Yuan Qingfeng is entrusted to you. If you can beat it, you will fight, if you can't beat it, you will run away. Remember not to lose the face of my Yuan Qingfeng."

"Yes, brother, don't worry, Ah Niu will never let an enemy in."

Ah Niu also knew that the current situation was not good, he didn't want to lose too much, otherwise where would he find a good place with food and shelter.

Gu Chuan came to the battlefield, and besides the three experts of the Holy Realm on the side of the White Head God Clan, there were actually more than a dozen masters of the Venerable Realm.

When Gu Chuan arrived, Qiu Xingwen was already under siege. Even though he was covered in blood, he still didn't back down. This was his responsibility as the head disciple.

"Hmph, bullying more and less is nothing."

Gu Chuan roared angrily, and fell in front of Qiu Xingwen like a shell, giving Qiu Xingwen a chance to breathe.

"Here comes another one to die. You Taiqingmen are destined to become the circle of our Baishou God Clan today. Kill this kid for me."

There are a total of seventeen masters in the White-headed God Clan, with white hair connected to white hair, forming a special formation and covering Gu Chuan and the other.

"Cough cough cough ~ you are not their opponent, you hurry up and retreat into Taiqing Peak with all the disciples, I will drag you here."

Qiu Xingwen panted violently like a bellows, not forgetting to think of Gu Chuan.

"Qiu Xingwen, do you know why I couldn't win the position of Holy Son back then? It's because your personality is not suitable."

Gu Chuan smiled slightly, completely disregarding the dozen or so Venerable Realms in his eyes.

"White-haired monster, die."

"roar~"

The body of power demon appeared, the golden ax was held in his hand, the power of the world poured into the dantian, and was pulled away into the limbs and bones.

"kill~"

Gu Chuan slashed down with an axe, and a corner of the indestructible white-haired cage in front of Qiu Xingwen was cut off.

"Supernatural power ~ short-sightedness."

A few inches of light shot out, hitting the connecting points of the white hair cage, and the white hair broke directly.

"Supernatural power, one thought of common people."

The invisible mental storm swept towards more than a dozen white-headed god race venerable masters, piercing into their minds.

"Ah~"

The mental storm didn't stop at all, and it rolled up dust, minced meat, blood, etc., like a wind from hell, blowing back and forth in the battlefield non-stop. The white-headed gods with low cultivation levels were blown away, and the white-headed gods with higher cultivation bases were blown away.

The joining of Gu Chuan was like a new force, pulling back the situation that had fallen into a disadvantage.

Qiu Xingwen's eyes widened, revealing a frightening light, "I didn't expect him to be so powerful, so I shouldn't be too weak."

"Supernatural power, the river of the star sea."

Qiu Xingwen was bloody stimulated by Gu Chuan, the sky filled with starlight kept falling down, and the stars gathered under his feet one by one.

Qiu Xingwen is now standing among the stars like the stars supporting the moon. At this moment, he is the emperor of the stars.

"kill~"

Qiu Xingwen let out a roar as he dragged his wounded body, and the shining stars under his feet kept smashing towards the white-headed protoss in front of him.

Immediately, the smashed corpses of the Baishou God Clan were scattered all over the field, and Qiu Xingwen killed them casually at the level of the Venerable.

Gu Chuan showed a slight smile, "This is like the disciple of the head of the sect. He obviously has good cultivation and strength, so he insists on holding a few big moves in his hands."

"It seems that I can't be weak anymore."

Gu Chuan looked forward, a total of [-] masters of the White-headed God Clan Venerable Realm, after being hit by Gu Chuan's consecutive magical powers, they actually started to parasitize each other.

One of the white-headed gods peeled off the head of another white-headed god and got in, but only entered the lower body, leaving the upper body outside.

Repeatedly, seventeen white-headed gods parasitized into a huge human-shaped centipede, with white hair wrapped around its back, very hard and firm.

The superposition of the strength of the seventeen Venerable Realm is no longer as simple as one plus one equals two. They have already broken through to the limit of the Venerable Realm and the critical point of intervening in the Holy Realm.

But in front of Gu Chuan, who has the power of the world, their mere quantity becomes superimposed, which is useless at all.

Gu Chuan bent his legs and jumped, the whole person flew up, the power of the world poured into the divine axe, and slashed down at the humanoid centipede.

"Cut~"

Gu Chuan shouted loudly, the golden ax burst out with dazzling light, and the huge humanoid centipede was split into two.

The White Head Protoss of the Holy Realm, who was held back by the four elders of the Taiqing Sect, looked over and immediately became furious, "How dare you, die for me."

A giant palm containing the law of wind patted towards Gu Chuan.