Peach Fortune Ring

There are more than a thousand people in this group, and the number of gods among them has reached nearly a hundred, which is very terrifying. Song Yan swept his eyes and found the three gods who asked them to detour.

Most of this group of people is what they call the Alliance of Gods.

"Come and stop, we are killing the beasts here, I hope everyone will not cause misunderstandings, and retreat quickly!"

Song Yan stepped forward with a sword in hand, blocking the way of the group of people.

Hearing Song Yan's words, strange expressions appeared on the faces of all the creatures in the Alliance of Gods. Immediately, several people couldn't help laughing loudly, and then, more and more people laughed, and they joined together.

"Human, are you threatening us?"

A foreign god stepped forward and looked at Song Yan with a playful look.

"puff!"

The Qingjiao sword in Song Yan's hand swiped in front of him, and suddenly a gully of sword energy appeared. He glanced lightly at all the creatures in the alliance of gods: "Those who cross this realm die!"

"Hahaha!"

The creatures of the Alliance of Gods laughed again.

The teasing look on the face of the foreign god who stepped forward was even stronger: "Human, are you joking?"

"No, I'm talking to you very seriously!" Song Yan shook his head lightly.

"Then do you know who you are facing?"

There was a hint of sneer at the corner of the foreign god's mouth.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you don't cross the line!" Song Yan responded solemnly.

Hearing this, a trace of impatience flashed in the eyes of the foreign god, and he said coldly: "Humans, listen carefully, the Alliance of Gods is a super alliance composed of 97 gods, now, are you sure you will continue to do this ?"

"It's also not important, as long as you don't cross the line!"

Song Yan still responded with a serious tone.

"Mocha, don't talk nonsense with him, kill him quickly, after we get the beast pill of this beast, we will continue to look for other beasts!"

Another foreign god urged.

"You don't need to remind me, I know!"

Mocha responded impatiently, and then looked at Song Yan with murderous intent, without any warning, he suddenly crossed the gully of sword energy under Song Yan's cloth, and then raised his hand to pat Song Yan's head .

"die!"

The sword light flashed, a body split open suddenly, and then blood rain suddenly began to fall from the sky, and a sad breath began to permeate.

"Mocha is dead?" The other gods couldn't believe it when they saw this scene. Mocha's strength was not top among them, but he couldn't be killed by a human who was not a god with such a sword.

The group of creatures standing behind those gods also felt unbelievable. Master Mocha is a god. How could a god be slaughtered by a sword like this?

On the contrary, Liu Long, Princess Xinwang Wanxiang, and others looked calm, because it was not the first time they had seen Song Yantu.

"Anyone still want to cross the line?"

Song Yan looked at the creatures of the Alliance of Gods again, and asked slowly. His tone was the same as before, and his mind fluctuated without killing a god.

"kill him!"

Five gods flew in the air, intending to kill Song Yan.

At this moment, Song Yan quickly threw out several array disks, and suddenly, the void was distorted, and the five gods felt a blur in front of them, and even their companions disappeared.

Song Yan stepped into the air and swung five swords one after another.

"Puff puff puff!"

The five gods who rushed to kill were all split in half.

All of a sudden, the bloody drizzle turned into a torrential downpour, and a great deal of sadness struck, making many people unable to hold back their tears.

At the same time, when a group of creatures from the Alliance of Gods looked at Song Yan again, they all felt more dignified.

"Who else is willing to go forward and die?"

Song Yan's indifferent voice sounded again.

"Arrogance, can't you kill all of us with one sword, let's go together!"

A god shouted angrily.

"You can try!"

Song Yan's expression remained calm.

"And me too!"

Liu Long stepped forward and stood side by side with Song Yan.

"Liu Long, take everyone back!"

Song Yan ordered.

"But boss...!"

"Believe me!"

"All right!"

Liu Long reluctantly agreed, and withdrew a certain distance with King Xin, Princess Wanxiang and others.

"Kill!"

With the sound of killing, thousands of creatures swarmed towards Song Yan at the same time, and even the middle-level gods couldn't bear the terrifying aura that soared into the sky.

But Song Yan, who stood there alone with a sword, looked very calm.

"Boom! Boom!"

An overwhelming torrent of energy swept towards Song Yan, almost engulfing him.

At this moment, Song Yan suddenly disappeared in place.

At the same time, a cold voice rang in everyone's ears: "If you don't kill ten thousand people in the second form of the murder scriptures, you won't return to the sheath!"

The elusive blood-red sword light appeared in front of the creatures without warning, either beheading their heads or cutting their bodies in half.