My nemesis wants to tear down my CP every day

The road to the top of the mountain is not easy.

The big formation burst out with a palpitating light above the head, and the densely packed rune light spots beat violently under the big formation.

If you have a patient with trypophobia, you may not even dare to look up.

Tang Xin was glad that she was not such a patient.

He made a joke in his heart like he was having fun in bitterness, but there was not much smile on his face.

Because he knew that those densely packed rune spots were all gods thrown into the formation.

This is their desperate resistance, which caused a violent backlash.

And judging from how dense the rune light spots are, and the fact that all of them are Western gods in the formation...

Those who go to the Alps are afraid that they will be dragged back by the demons under the Xiangpan seat.

Before those monsters are dealt with, it may be difficult to rush to support them.

Xiang Pan's layout, from the very beginning, came with a stance of succumbing to death.

He never thought about the future at all.

He just wants to see the results he wants to see.

Tang Xin beheaded another god, and his face was stained with the warm blood spattered by him.

He raised his hand and wiped it away indifferently.

Taking advantage of the next wave of attacks against the future, Tang Xin asked calmly, "How many gods have I killed?"

His expression was indifferent, his tone was calm, and he didn't seem to care about the questions he asked.

But the slightly trembling fingers revealed his inner unrest.

Li Yelan took Tang Xin's slightly trembling hand and squeezed his palm tightly.

did not speak.

What to say?

Didn't kill many, but a few hundred?

Said that killing them was for world peace?

Now that hundreds of gods have been killed, I don't know how many more will be killed later.

And who must sacrifice his life for the safety of the world?

Li Yelan couldn't say anything, and he didn't want to use such lofty words to persuade Tang Xin again.

Because he understands everything.

The term weighing the pros and cons is now fully reflected.

The two stood side by side in the air.

Suddenly there was a roar from the formation, and powerful divine power swept across the entire Mount Olympus covered by the formation.

The tyrannical divine power rushed down, pushing Tang Xin and Li Yelan back a few feet from the air before stopping.

Then the light of runes dancing in the large array above suddenly went out, and the sunlight in the sky became darker.

Tang Xin and Li Yelan's gaze towards the top of the mountain couldn't help but sink.

Backlash against the formation, stronger.

The changes in the backlash formation also affected the eyes of the square formation.

Kou Ji and the poor ghost took the family immortals to the north, which was the direction of the formation guarded by Xuanwu.

In the plan, everyone sneaked up, relying on Huixian's ability to break the formation, to find the eye of the formation and dig quietly to break the formation.

As long as the eyes of the formation are destroyed, even if the four elephants can't get rid of the blackening, at least the backlash formation can't be activated.

The plan is perfect, and the reality often has accidents.

Kou Ji and Qionggui are always a combination of unlucky people.

But this time the accident did not come from the position of the two of them, but from the Dongfang Qinglong position that Huang Si and Jiong led the people to.

A violent roar erupted over there, awakening all the blackened four-elephant beasts in the other three directions.

When the earth shook and the mountains shook, in the mountain depression in front of Kou Ji and the poor ghost, a huge Xuanwu bubbling with black air climbed up from the ground.

"Roar!"

A loud roar exploded.

There was no communication, and there was no shouting before the battle. As soon as Xuanwu appeared, a set of poisonous mist was sprayed, and miasma was all over the surrounding mountain depressions.

Not to mention the lowering of the line of sight, even the movement became sluggish.

Under the attack of this kind of poisonous mist, the first to fall were the ordinary clansmen among the gray immortals who had no cultivation level.

Crowds of rat tribes screamed and fell to the ground and rolled, and soon became silent.

This scene made the hearts of Kou Ji and the poor ghost contract suddenly.

But even so, the gray fairies did not back down.

Finding that the poisonous mist has a strong attack power, the leading gray fairy made a piercing squeaking sound, calling for the living clansmen to plunge into the ground to avoid the attack of the poisonous mist.

Following Huixian, other house immortals also went underground to avoid the poisonous fog.

Although they have cultivation bases, they can't compare with Xuanwu at all.

Even if they didn't die immediately when they encountered the poisonous fog, it would be hard to say if they stayed any longer.

Some family immortals were sprayed with poisonous mist because they were too close to Xuanwu, and they were also covered in blue, screaming and dying.

There are too many level gaps, and it is not enough to wipe the edges.

Fortunately, this method of drilling into the ground is effective.

The poisonous mist can't get into the ground, and the gray fairies in the ground are temporarily safe.

Kou Ji and Qiongshen took this opportunity to explode their divine power into a chain, wrapping around Xuanwu's snake-shaped neck.

Being wrapped around his neck by divine power, Xuanwu's snake neck was pulled down suddenly, and he let out an angry roar.

It's not that Kou Ji and Poor God's divine power are so powerful, but that their divine power attribute is unlucky.

Trapped by bad luck, he accidentally swallowed part of the poisonous mist that Xuanwu had just spewed back, choking himself.

The Four Elephant Beasts are existences higher than the righteous gods.

They are the incarnations of stars, how could they be bullied by two little gods!

This made him very angry!

Looking at the roaring Xuanwu, Kou Ji said happily in bitterness: "Does this look like your game, we are fighting a dungeon boss?"

The poor ghost's eyebrows softened for a moment: "When this dungeon is over, I will teach you how to play games. Can you play with me?"

Kou Ji responded with a smile, "Okay."

But the blackened Xuanwu is not an NPC with established procedures.

It's not that the player team can overthrow the defeated boss according to the established procedures.

Although he has lost his blackened sanity, he possesses terrifying fighting instincts.

It was controlled by Kou Ji and Poor Gui with bad luck chains, just because their attack was unexpected.

Xuan Wu, who quickly recovered from the choking cough, just shook his neck to break the bad luck chains of Kou Ji and the poor ghost.

Then it immediately changed from a snake state to a turtle, and smashed down to the ground!

Rumbling roars, accompanied by screams, continued to sound.

The family immortals who were hiding from the poisonous mist underground were forced from the ground by the turtle-shaped Xuanwu and had to jump up.

Among the willow celestial beings, there was an elderly man with a high level of cultivation. He neighed and swelled up, and instantly transformed into a giant snake dozens of meters long, and shot towards Xuanwu.

Locking Xuanwu's tortoise-shaped limbs fiercely, he opened his sharp teeth and bit Xuanwu's leg fiercely, sending the venom into the opponent's body.

Following this willow fairy, there were also the elders of the fox fairy, yellow fairy, and white fairy.

Among them, Huang Xian followed Huang Si's second uncle.

It was the second uncle who was said to be shit.

At this moment, he transformed into a huge weasel, soaring straight into the sky.

Like a towering stick, hitting Xuanwu's head was a heavy blow.

For a while, the battle in the field seemed so passionate.