The whole Journey to the West panicked, my disciples are all sanctified

A little demon eagerly said that he almost couldn't hold the Pegasus under him.

The leopard spirit nodded, and he felt that it was almost the same. Although the human race had a hole card, it was nothing more than that, and it was not invincible.

He could see that in the depths of the void, the battle between Jiuling Yuansheng and the Human Race God of War had reached a fever pitch.

The battlefield has been enveloped by Wang Yang's destructive aura, which is extremely terrifying, as if the world is destroyed, just looking at it will shake your heart.

When the two leaders decide the winner, he hasn't made a move yet.

Does this sound like a word?

Immediately.

With one order, a group of monster races crossed the torrent of momentum and killed them with monstrous monster aura.

A great melee broke out.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, the sun and the moon dimmed, the strong wind was like the sea, sweeping across the earth, and the turbulent waves hit the shore, all souls were frightened.

Bai Qi stood behind the army, not knowing what to do for a while.

30 soldiers have formations, and Wang Jian and the others are strong enough.

And he was in the middle, facing this kind of scene, he was paralyzed for a while.

"Yo! Isn't this Daqin Killing God?"

At this moment, several Buddhist disciples came down and looked at Bai Qi with a sneer on their faces.

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Several Buddhist disciples surrounded the young Bai Qi.

They all looked at him with a cruel smile on their faces, with killing intent surging.

Although they came here to make soy sauce, they still had to pick it up when they encountered such easy-to-get credit.

Moreover.

If it weren't for the human emperor, how could they be caught by the lamp and brought to the monster clan.

This is all a chain reaction, and the responsibility for the source lies with the human race.

Kill this so-called killing god of the human race and turn him into a god of death to relieve the hatred in his heart.

"Kill God! Come on, kill two people and let me see." A Buddhist disciple said with a smile, very playful.

He couldn't figure it out even though he was thinking about it. A half-child who is worthy of a fairy is actually regarded as a god of death by the human race.

There is no one left in the human race, right?

"I...I won't kill people..." The young man Bai Qi's face was a little pale, and his childishness was still intact.

It was too sudden, he was just an ordinary kid, he was brought in to be the lieutenant general in a daze, to face the demon Buddha.

He had never seen such a battle before.

"Haha... joke!"

Several Buddhist disciples all laughed out loud, they never expected to meet such a wonderful flower.

Respected as a god of killing, but not killing.

Are you kidding?

You got this title from your connections, right?

"Boy, your people are fighting hard, but you claim you can't kill people. You are really useless!"

The excitement of a Buddhist disciple's death arose in vain.

This made him feel inexplicably comfortable, looking down.

The unbridled sarcasm did make a difference.

The boy Bai Qi heard the words, his eyes moved, and he looked at the battlefield in the distance.

There was loud shouting and fighting.

The soldiers of Daqin mobilized their formations and tried their best to attack the enemy. Even if they were wounded and their blood spattered in the void, they still marched forward indomitably.

As a soldier, guard your homeland and expand your territory.

These are two necessary responsibilities.

In the past, they guarded the Great Qin against the Heavenly Court, and now, they are opening up territories for the future of the human race.

Same responsibility, same struggle.

...

"Okay, don't talk nonsense with him, let me hold the head of this murderous god and frustrate the spirit of the human race."

A Buddhist disciple lost his patience and always felt that doing this was like trying to die.

"Are you going to lift my head and hit them?"

Bai Qi shrank his eyes, looked at the Buddhist disciple who was speaking and asked, his voice was very soft, as if he was whispering.

"Trash! Isn't that what you're doing?" Another Buddhist disciple sneered, and stepped forward. Surging mana surged in his palm, and he slapped him on the head.

"Chi..."

The blood splashed and sprayed on Bai Qi's immature face, one hand firmly blocked the falling big hand, and the surging mana tore his flesh and blood.

A large amount of blood dripped down his arm, staining his robe red.

"I won't let you do this..."

The young man spoke in a low voice.

The Buddhist disciple who made the shot was shocked, his eyes were absent-minded, and he stared at the front in a daze, losing focus.

At some point, a blood sword was stuck in his chest, piercing through.

But strangely, no blood dripped.

"Buzz!"

The blade of the sword whined softly, emitting a strong suction force. It seemed to be alive, absorbing blood crazily, and the Buddhist disciple was visibly shriveled up to the naked eye.

at the same time.

Bai Qi thought of that Tao again in his mind, as if the grand voice came from the endless time and space, the long river of history.

"Killing the soul is the sky, killing the gods is reckless, I destroy the Tao and break the chaos, condense the king and scatter the majesty..."

For a moment, Bai Qi was stunned, as if he had fallen into an epiphany.

"Damn boy!"

"Kill him for me!"

The other Buddhist disciples recovered from the shock, they were shocked and angry. The teammate who was killed was a real fairyland, how could they be killed by this brat?

sneak attack!

Engage in a sneak attack!

In an instant, several people shot at the same time, and they smelled a crisis in this brat.

Surging magic power and fierce murderous intent bombarded Bai Qi in all directions.

There was a sudden change, as if drawn by this murderous aura, a blood-red light flashed in Bai Qi's eyes.

"roll!"

He looked up to the sky and screamed, as if pouring out the killing intent accumulated in his chest.

The vast aura rushed out of his body, and the turbulent waves beat the waves, the most powerful, forming a gust-like air current, which directly lifted several Buddhist disciples into the air.

at the same time.

The Killing King Sword that had absorbed blood had a murderous aura that shook the heavens, and the sword was blazing and mighty for thousands of miles.

...

the other side.

The black-clothed Taoist who was drinking in the city felt something, put down his wine glass, and looked up at a place at an angle of about 45 degrees.

His pupils, like chaos, sometimes clear and sometimes deep, flashed a strange color.

"What pure killing intent..."

A soft soliloquy sounded, and there was a moment of silence. He stood up slowly, as if he was about to leave, but just as he took a step, he remembered something.

He raised his hand for a moment, and at some point a silver ingot appeared.

"I don't have the habit of owing people, this is wine money..."

The Taoist in black said lightly, there was no one around, as if he was talking to the air.

Immediately, he flicked his fingers, and the silver ingot flew out, piercing the air and disappearing.

...

In a place far away in Hezhou, Xiniu, the owner of the tavern was running when he suddenly saw a silver ingot fall in front of him.

"Fuck?"

Everyone else was dumbfounded, and after a moment of shock, they bent down to pick it up, put it in their arms, and continued running without looking back.

The terrifying aura in the distant void behind him made him dare not stay for a long time.

...

"Om..."

A resounding sword cry, like a mad Bai Qi, a mass of killing swords condensed, like blooming divine flowers, the sword glowed into the night, and the sky shattered.

With the increase in the number of Killing King Swords, Bai Qi's aura also skyrocketed, as if a flood had opened its gates.

Killing kendo, the world kills.

The killing air on the battlefield became the best nourishment, and the endless killing air formed a torrent, pouring out like a galaxy hanging upside down.

This sudden change attracted all eyes.

This murderous aura is too terrifying, as if it wants to punch a hole in the sky, it is peerless and sharp, killing everything.

"This... is this a human race killing god?"

A bull-headed spirit said in shock, and suddenly understood why this kid was revered as the god of death.

This killing intent alone is well deserved.

"Damn! What did those idiots in the Buddhist sect do? Why did they elicit such a strong killing intent?"

The leopard spirit was furious and roared out.

...

"Haha! Did you see that, this is our Daqin's God of Killing, worthy of the name, do you really think that our nicknames are just randomly chosen?"

Wang Jian came back to his senses, laughed out loud, horrified in his heart, and kept his face secret, as if he had gotten used to it.

He happily waved the Shroud of the Immortal King with such force that he almost wrapped himself up.

"That's right, a group of short-sighted monsters. Just now, who said I wasn't barbaric enough? Is this barbaric king, Lao Tzu, barbaric enough?"

Meng Tian grabbed a muscular bull spirit, and with a blow of the hammer, the horns of the bull, which was like a sharp weapon of magic weapon, were all cut off.

...

"Boom...boom!"

"Killing King Sword, killing the sky with blood!"

Bai Qi was carrying a killing sword all over the sky, and with a wave of his hand, those few Buddhist disciples who were thrown away were smashed into pieces by the endless sword light in an instant, and evaporated.

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It evaporated without a trace.