I signed up to become a god in a mental hospital

"It seems that your complexion is not very good, maybe some things are not in your plan!"

Seeing the fleeting ugly expression on the face of An Qingyu possessed by Yog-Sothoth, Li Qian said with a slight smile on his face.

"You have the same blind self-confidence mentality as that guy named Nyarlathotep, the crouching bastard!"

Li Qian said with a mocking expression on his face.

"You think that the biggest uncertainty in this war is me, so you set up a conspiracy to lead me to Antarctica!

But what you don't know is that we have been planning today's battle since 2000 years ago, and your opponent has never been me! "

After Li Qian finished speaking, An Qingyu had a pensive expression on his face, and only after a while did he raise his head again...

"I admit that I underestimated you... But without you and Lin Qiye appearing on the frontal battlefield of Daxia, just the cub of the black goat Shabu Nicholas can drown Daxia!"

An Qingyu pushed his glasses and said calmly.

"It's a planned thing...you don't really think I've thought Shab Nicholas the Black Goat is dead!

That's just a cover-up for you and that bastard, the real soul of the black goat Shabu Nicholas is in this place! "

After Li Qian finished speaking, An Qingyu's pupils shrank suddenly, because he had already seen the soul origin of the black goat Shabu Nicholas!

"Oops…"

Subconsciously, Yogsothoth, the key to the door attached to the Anqing fish, is preparing to leave the body of the Anqing fish to prevent the soul of the black goat Shabu Nicholas from breaking.

But the next moment, he found that he couldn't leave An Qingyu's body.

"Sorry! You can only stay here today!"

Li Qian opened his five fingers slightly and spoke to Yog-Sothoth who was attached to An Qingyu.

"Is this also one of your plans..."

A look of embarrassment appeared on An Qingyu's face, and then he spoke.

"you guess…"

Li Qian's next words almost made Yog-Sothoth, the key to the door, depressed...

On the distant moon, Seraph Michael, who was quietly watching the battle situation on Earth, had a helpless expression on his face.

Beside him is Zuo Qing who left Shenlong Pass...

"It's time to hit the road..."

A trace of hesitation appeared on Zuo Qing's face and he spoke.

"After a hundred years, you will be resurrected again. This is Li Qian's promise to you, but now, I can only ask you to die for the sake of the earth!"

Zuo Qing sighed and said.

"I see!"

Seraph Michael looked at Zuo Qing calmly and said.

The next moment, put your hands together.

A black-red spirit exuding a terrifying aura appeared between Michael's hands, and the depraved voice of sinking Feimi could be faintly heard...

"This is…"

A hint of surprise appeared on Zuo Qing's face and he asked.

"The soul origin of the black goat Shabu Nicholas, as long as this thing is crushed, all the black goat cubs including the black goat Shabu Nicholas will die instantly..."

Michael looked at the origin in his hand with a complicated face and said...

"Tell that kid Lin Qiye, don't insult the name Seraph Michael, one day I will settle the score with him face to face!"

Seraphim's voice fell, and the power of law in his body poured into the soul source of the black goat Shabu Nicholas in his hand...

"Do not…"

Shabu Nicholas, the black goat in the void, suddenly turned his face, and the black goat on the moon collapsed as soon as it appeared...

At the same time, the body of Seraphim Michael began to gradually become illusory... and finally disappeared on the moon little by little...

"Great Xia night watchman Zuo Qing respectfully sent Seraph Michael!"

Zuo Qing looked at the slowly disappearing figure of Seraphim Michael, put his left hand on his chest, bent his body slightly and spoke.

Seraphim and the black goat Shabu Nicholas fell at the same time, and the whole battle situation was in turmoil for a while!

In Shenlongguan, the densely packed black goat cubs turned into a handful of black ash and dissipated into the air after an unwilling roar...

"This is…"

Bu Li of the psychic team had an incredulous expression on his face...

"If I'm not mistaken, the death of the black goat's cub should be due to the fall of the black goat Shabu Nicholas, one of the three pillar gods!"

A knife was inserted into the ground, and Xia Simeng, the leader of the Phoenix team who was half kneeling beside Bu Li, had an excited expression on his face.

"I said, the black goat Shabu Nicholas has fallen, why are the corpses of these gods in Gaotianyuan still alive?"

While resisting Da Shanjin's attack, Master Chen asked Ye Fan who was in a group with Amaterasu Da Yushen.

"I'm not a prophet, how do I know, probably the key to the door also thought of this, so I kept a hand!"

Ye Fan blasted Amaterasu into the air with a punch and said.

"It's his uncle! What's the situation with that guy Li Qian? If this goes on, I'm going to be exhausted to death here!"

Ye Fan gritted his teeth in his heart and said.

On the other side, Yuedushen's body was densely covered with countless wounds, his body was like a dead bone of a veteran...

If it wasn't for the fact that Tsukuyomi had died...

I'm afraid that before Chen Muye and Shao Pingge could make a move, Yuedushen's body would be defeated and become ashes all over the place!

"Let's do it! We can't delay any longer!"

The straight knife in Bai Wuchang's Shaoping singer naturally fell down, and the book of life and death in his hand unexpectedly merged directly with the Yan Luodian behind Chen Muye.

The next moment, Shao Pingge's figure disappeared.

At the same time, the aura on Chen Muye's body suddenly increased.

A terrifying King of Hades appeared behind him, accompanied by the eighteen levels of hell that would make people feel timid at a glance.

"Black and white are impermanent, seductive and life-threatening!"

After Chen Muye's words fell, the two sabers in his hand cut off at the same time!

In an instant, Yue Dushen was cut in half by Chen Muye, and then several black chains appeared and dragged Yue Dushen's body into the [-]th floor of hell...

"Cough cough..."

After beheading Yuedushen, Chen Muye fell from the sky and landed in a ruin...

A moment later, Chen Muye crawled out of the ruins covered in blood, while Shao Pingge's figure disappeared...

"You guy... you're really domineering..."

Chen Muye looked at the Baiwuchang tattoo on his right arm, and said with a helpless expression on his face.

At the same time, in Chennanguan...

A scarlet bloody light appeared in the pupils of the Asgardian gods who were patrolling around in Chennan Pass...

"A group of stupid human beings... unexpectedly placed such a big flaw by their side..."

Hela, the goddess of death, looked at the towering city wall of Chennanguan, and said with a disdainful expression on her face.

But what they didn't notice was that in a shadow behind them... a thin figure was slowly walking towards them with a long golden sword in his arms...