I'm a killer with no emotions

Compared with the previous small fights, this attack is not at the same level at all.

The three of them had no time to react, Ning Zhe was hit by a sword light, vomited blood, and passed out directly.

"Your Majesty!" Huo Chen's face turned pale, he roared in horror, and immediately went to hug him.

Qingluan immediately raised a barrier to protect them from retreating.

However, there are man-eating vines all around, and there is nowhere to escape.

The two of them worked together to stop it, but they couldn't resist it for long.

Huo Chen's hands were shaking, looking at Ning Zhe who was covered in blood, he couldn't speak.

Qingluan shouted at him: "What are you doing in a daze! He is a god, how could he die? Hurry up and heal his wounds!"

Huo Chen woke up suddenly, and immediately pressed against his back, sending all his internal energy to him desperately.

Fortunately, before the sword light hit Ning Zhe, No. 67 was already in front of him, blocking most of the force, and it didn't hit Ning Zhe hard.

It didn't take long for Ning Zhe to wake up.

"That's great... that's great..." Huo Chen recovered from his loss, hugged him into his arms, kissed the top of his head with trembling lips, and was terrified when he thought of the scene just now.

He checked Xia Ning Zhe's injury, and after confirming that his wound had recovered, he pulled him behind him to protect him, and went to help Qingluan.

Ning Zhe remembered the phantom that flashed in front of his eyes just now.

He asked No. 67 in his heart: [I seem to see your shadow, did you help me just now]

No. 67 said no indifferently.

Ning Zhe frowned and didn't ask any more questions.

In the space, No. 59 is bandaging the wound of No. 67.

The sword light pierced directly through No. 67's lower abdomen, and the blood was pouring out. Although No. 67 couldn't die, the blood all over his body still looked weird.

"Why lie to him? Is it fun?" No. 59 was puzzled.

"It's fun, you don't understand."

No. 59 snorted in disgust, "Damn Tsundere, you deserve it for not being able to catch up with Ning Zhe!"

No. 67 pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes were clear and sharp, looking very good-looking, "Why do you talk so much nonsense? Have you done what I told you?"

"Do you need to say it?" No. 59 gave him a sideways glance.

"Good friend, it's up to you later." No. 67 patted him on the shoulder and left.

No. 59's expression changed, "Damn it, you're so seriously injured, what do you want to do!?"

It's a pity that the other party didn't listen to him and had already left the space.

Outside, Qingluan was struggling to resist the attack of the huge sword, his face was already extremely pale, but he still teased and said: "I never thought that this life, which I managed to get back from the bottom of the abyss, would be buried here today."

Huo Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and replied in a cold voice, "Waste, you will be tricked by your subordinates."

"General Huo can't even beat a trash, isn't he the trash of trash?"

Huo Chen didn't want to waste time arguing with him, his expression was cold, but his voice was extremely calm, "How long can you last?"

"I don't know, it's longer than General Huo." Qingluan hooked her lips, "Don't worry, after you die, I will protect Ningning well and wait for your reinforcements to come."

Huo Chen was not surprised that he would know about it.

He did have reinforcements—the Young Lord of the Demon Realm.

This person came to him suddenly that day, and said that he would form an alliance with him to take Ning Zhe back. Huo Chen thought for a while, and finally agreed.

The soldiers he brought this time were also high-level demons under the Young Master.

However, the Young Master is insidious and cunning, and it's hard to say whether he will keep his word or not. Taking a step back, even if he does rush over, it is still unknown whether he can protect Ning Zhe well.

He glanced at Ning Zhe behind him, and said in a deep voice, "The emperor cannot die."

For the first time, Qingluan agrees with his words.

Huo Chen tightened his fingers, "I was seriously injured and I was not fast. You take him away first, and I will cut off the back for you."

Qingluan was not polite to him at all, the situation was critical, and seeing another huge wave of sword light was about to attack, he immediately pulled Ning Zhe into his arms, took him and jumped up.

However, the giant sword seemed to have seen through their thoughts, and immediately sent out a sword light to attack them.

Qingluan was in mid-air and had no time to defend.

Ning Zhe's eyes turned cold, and a huge cluster of flames suddenly shot out from his palm, like huge wings, quickly rolled Qingluan and Huo Chen to his side to protect him.

However, in this way, he himself had no defense at all, and faced the sword light without any defense.

But in the blink of an eye, the next moment, the attack was already in front of him.

Ning Zhe knew that he was different from Huo Chen and the others.

Huo Chen is dead when he is dead, but he is a god, as long as he can leave a little bit of soul and flesh, he will never die, even if he suffers this blow.

It was also because of this that he saved the two of them and was ready to suffer again.

However, in the blink of an eye, someone suddenly appeared in front of him, gently embraced him into his arms, and used his back to block those attacks for him.

The sword light in front of his eyes soared, brilliant like fireworks.

After the ear-piercing crash, there was a complete silence.

Ning Zhe's eyes widened, and he felt the man pat his back comfortingly, touched his ear tip lightly with his cold lips, and whispered in his ear: "Fool."

......

system space.

In the ultra-modern laboratory, the main system smiled slightly as it watched the scene displayed on the screen.

"As expected, No. 67's energy has reached a critical value."

"I admit that No. 67 is indeed powerful, but he has violated the rules several times before, changing his fate against the sky, tampering with system programs, invoking permissions without permission, and sending Ning Zhe into the domain of God. Which one of these piles does not require strong energy? No matter how powerful he is, he will be exhausted one day."

"You didn't do anything to Ning Zhe before, so it was to consume the energy of No. 67."

"Not all." The main system shook its head and clicked on another screen.

A young man's sleeping face appeared on the virtual screen.

It was Lin Yunlan who was supposed to be lying in Ning Zhe's storage ring.

"He made a mistake and pushed the future main god to our side. Lin Yunlan hated Ning to the bone. When he regains his memory and wakes up, who do you think he will help?"

No. 61 pushed up his glasses, and his thin lips curled up into a smile, "I see, this saves a lot of effort."

Not only have they earned enough energy to become a god, but they can also firmly control Yunlan. Everything is going according to their plan.

At this time, there was a loud bang on the screen, and the phantom of the giant sword suddenly slashed down. The blow was earth-shattering, the land cracked into an abyss, and cracks appeared on the mountain.

When the sword came down, Tongming Cliff was about to collapse!

No. 61 sighed: "Even if it is as powerful as No. 67, I'm afraid it can't resist this level of attack."

"It's not in vain that I specially sent you to help them forge this sword. It's really powerful."

"But we are eager for success. The sword spirit of this sword has not yet been formed. If it needs to be completely forged, I am afraid that it will consume the resources of an entire small world."

"How simple." The main system laughed and tapped the screen, "Isn't this the world?"

No. 61 paused, "Are you planning to...abandon this mission world?"

"Can't you? When the main god returns, this world will be useless, let it be buried with Ning Zhe and No. 67."

What he said was an understatement, but the eyes of the other systems were full of fear.

Destroying a world means millions of lives!It's crazy!

But no matter how scared they were, they did not dare to disobey the order of the man in front of them.

Everyone knows that the main system looks gentle, but its methods are so cruel and terrifying that he dares to kill the former main god, let alone their small systems?

Nobody wants to mess with the main system.

A dark light flashed across No. 61's eyes, he pursed his lips lightly, and said, "Since you said so, then I'll let it go. As long as the sword spirit is born, Ning Zhe's life doesn't matter."

After finishing speaking, he left the system space and quickly appeared in the formation.

It was said to be a formation, but in fact, the formation was already destroyed when the sword was cut down just now.

The power of the divine sword cannot be blocked by ordinary things at all.

At this moment, Tongmingya was shrouded in a cloud of smoke and dust.

61 landed on a high place, stretched out his hand, and the giant sword flew towards him as if he felt it, and he held it in his palm.

It is indeed impossible to cast a divine weapon with the power of the four major families. It is he who used the advanced energy of the system space to promote the casting of the divine weapon, and the divine weapon will naturally recognize him as the master.

The ring he gave Ning Zhe was just to deceive him. In fact, the owner of the ring still belonged to him.

Yunlan was already under their control at this moment.

Among the Seven Stars, they had already collected a ray of spirits from Qin Shen, Chiyue, Qingluan, High Priest and Huo Chen.

As for Ning Zhe's divine veins, it can be replaced by a sword spirit.

In other words, as long as the sword spirit is cast, it will be completed, and the seven people will be beheaded by the sword, and the god will be born.

No matter how much No. 67 tries to stop it, he is doomed to be helpless this time.

After the smoke dissipated, the Tongming Cliff was stained with blood, and only half of the people were still alive.

There are more stumps scattered around, the smell of blood pervades the air, and even the air is dyed red, like a scene of purgatory.

Si Qingshui was also seriously injured.

At the critical moment just now, if Thirteen hadn't suddenly rushed over to pull him away, I'm afraid he would already be one of those corpses now.

"Look at what kind of monster you have created." Thirteen looked up at the figure holding the sword in midair, and smiled sarcastically.

Si Qingshui's face turned pale, "How could this be... Excalibur clearly should recognize me as the master... How could..."

"Being sold by someone and helping to count the money, do you think it's so easy to forge the Excalibur? If that's the case, the crown prince would have done it by himself long ago, and it's your turn?"

They were all deceived.

Si Qingshui couldn't accept this fact.

However, whether he accepts it or not, it is already the case.

They fought with Huo Chen, but in the end they took advantage of this strange person who came out of nowhere!

On the other side, No. 67 hugged the unconscious Ning Zhe, and put it into his own space very lightly, asking No. 59 to take care of him.

As for the other two people, he just casually threw them aside and lay down on the ground, regardless of their life or death.

No. 61 pursed her lips, "You're not dead."

No. 67 raised his eyes and gave him a cold look, "I've let you down."

"That's not true. You are the only one here who can fight with me. If you really die, wouldn't it be fun?"

"How do you know I'm the only one left?"

No. 67 sneered, Qingjun's eyebrows raised a beautiful and sharp arc, "I haven't come out yet, do you want to die together later?"

"Don't worry, if you die, the deity will not die."

A cold voice sounded out of nowhere.

No. 61 was startled suddenly, and immediately turned around to resist.

But it was already too late, the young venerable slapped him hard on the heart, forcing him to retreat ten steps away, spitting blood.

He smiled grimly, and a icy cold light flickered in his long and narrow blood-red eyes, and continued: "Azhe himself will take good care of you, you can die in peace."

"Don't even think about it, I will never hand over Ning Zhe to you."

No. 61 had just been hit, and before he could react, another man in white appeared behind him. The white silk came out and trapped him tightly, and ice formed inch by inch from the bottom of his feet.

It turned out to be the high priest who had disappeared for a long time.

61 frowned fiercely, "It's you!? You are seriously injured, shouldn't your life be dying long ago!"

"That's just a blindfold."

The high priest looked at him indifferently.

Ning Zhe wasn't so unsuspecting yet, since number 61 didn't know the enemy or himself, he naturally wouldn't accept his things unsuspectingly.

Before coming to Tongmingya, Ning Zhe had already used his own blood to wake him up.

It's just because he hurt his soul, he needs to cultivate his vitality, and he has to protect Yunlan from being intercepted, so he hasn't shown up.

No. 61's face changed slightly, "Since you are awake, could it be that Yun Lan..."

"That's right." The high priest pursed his lips, and his voice was as cold and clear as snow, "It's also fake. The real Yunlan has been transferred to a safe place by me."

This person's illusion was able to fool the eyes of the system.

No. 61 stared at the high priest with a puzzled look on his face.

He has been in the system for a long time, and he has never paid attention to these people from the lower realms, but it is these people from the lower realms that he looks down on who have slapped him hard!

The ice stretched all the way up from his feet, and soon his face was frozen.

His eyes widened: "I won't... let you..."

The Young Master snorted coldly, swung his sleeves, and directly smashed his frozen legs, "Look clearly, whoever is now will not let anyone go!"

When the ice froze to No. 61's throat, the high priest stopped the ice from spreading upward with a little finger.

The young master narrowed his eyes, "What did you stop doing? Don't you know what he did to Ning Zhe? Just kill him!"

Speaking of doing it yourself.

The high priest raised his hand to stop him, and his indifferent eyes fell on No. 61 without the slightest emotion, "Seriously, who are you, and what's going on with the god-making plan you talked about?"

A cold light flashed in No. 61's eyes, and he curled his lips into a chuckle: "What you really want to ask is whether Ning Zhe is a god... Oh, it's a pity that you will never know the answer.

"You are stubborn. He wants to ask questions, but this deity doesn't want to. This deity only wants your life!"

As soon as he raised his sleeves, the sky began to be covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and the momentum was incomparably huge

Just when they pressed No. 61, No. 67 had already quietly retreated to a distance of three feet away from them, and whispered to No. 59 in the space: "Are you ready, transfer all these people away, No. 61 and that Four stay."

He didn't mention those four people, No. 59 knew who they were, but he didn't understand, since they could go together, why did they stay and die?

"The sword in No. 61's hand must be destroyed, otherwise this small world will be destroyed. If I leave now, it will be too late when his sword really grows in the future."

He spoke a little vaguely, and No. 59 barely understood, but was a little puzzled, "It's really not easy for you to care about the life and death of others."

The person No. 67 is truly cold-blooded and ruthless.

From a long time ago, No. 59 knew that this person had no regard for human life at all.

However, he is obviously cruel, but he always likes to pretend to be a hypocrite who cares about life.

Because the Lord God has a kind heart and never underestimates any life, in order to attract the attention of the Lord God, he spends every day disguising himself so that people who don't know will really think how righteous and kind he is.

This is how the Lord God was deceived by his hypocritical face before.

Now that the Lord God is gone, No. 59 doesn't believe that he really cares about the life and death of those unrelated people.As long as Ning Zhe is safe, even if this small world is really destroyed, he will not frown.

No. 67 frowned and sighed, "Ah Jiu, we've been together for so many years, yet you don't believe me so much."

No. 59 yelled at him, "Go away, talk like a human."

No. 67 stopped joking with him, and lowered his eyes and let out a low laugh. His voice was deep, elegant and magnetic, like a whisper of love: "Ning Zhe finally wanted to be a good person. Since he wants to protect these people well, I can't let him Let him be disappointed..."

The moment he finished speaking, there was a sudden movement on No. 61.

"Kill me? I want you to have that ability!"

The cold ice under his feet cracked inch by inch, the divine sword suddenly enlarged in his hand, and the heavy sword slashed down fiercely.

Suddenly there was a loud bang, the landslides and the ground cracked, Tongming Cliff suddenly broke, and half of the mountain fell into the abyss.

Shisan has a bad heart here, immediately go to Lasi Qingshui's water, "Brother!"

Si Qingshui happened to be on the other side of the break. Hearing this, he turned his head in a daze and stared at him blankly, "Chongshan..."

"Snapped--"

The cliff broke.

Shisan's hand only touched a corner of his clothes.

His pupils shrank fiercely, "Brother!!"

No. 67 said: "Let's do it."

No. 59 immediately started teleportation.

In their first-generation system, everyone has a unique gift from the main god. Number 67 is life, and he is the teleportation power that travels through space.

For a moment, white light flourished on Tongming Cliff, and everything fell into silence.

......

under the cliff.

Lin Li had just set off with his people according to the instructions on the note, and after halfway through the journey, he saw a flash of brilliant light in midair, and a big black hole suddenly tore through the air and appeared in front of everyone.

"what!?"

"attack!"

"Wait a minute! Look... is there someone in there!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, and when they looked carefully, they saw that the black hole was spitting out living people non-stop, and looking at the clothes, there were not only people from the Tianqi Dynasty, but also people from Dayue and demons. people of the clan.

Lin Li's expression was cold, and suddenly a piece of indigo-blue clothes slipped past his eyes.

"A Pei..."

Startled, he immediately flew to pick him up.

Yan Pei was seriously injured, covered in blood, and passed out.

"A Pei! Wake up!"

Yan Pei's eyelashes trembled, and he opened them slightly, looking at him drowsily.

Lin Li frowned, wiped off the clotted blood on his eyelashes with his fingertips, and said in a cold voice, "What happened, General? How did you get hurt like this?"

"Shenbing... descended into the world, returned to Dayue... tell His Majesty, immediately send troops to attack..."

Lin Li heard Ning Zhe mention the power of the magic weapon, and immediately wanted to send Yan Pei back to the city, and rush to save Huo Chen himself.

Yan Pei hugged him by the waist, dragged him with all his strength, and said angrily, "No...it's dangerous, you can't go..."

"Let go! I have to rescue the general!"

Yan Pei shook his head weakly, "You're dead... No one reports... General, someone protects you..."

When he was sent over, the mysterious man told him that he would protect Huo Chen and asked him to report back to Da Viet immediately, as to how many people he could save.

Yan Pei certainly didn't believe him, but under the current situation, he couldn't let Lin Li die in vain.

When Lin Li was hesitating, a voice suddenly came from his mind, which turned out to be Ning Zhe.

"It's a dead end for you to come here, don't get in the way. With me here, Huo Chen will be fine. You take Yan Pei back to heal his wounds first. As for those Tianqi captives, you can deal with them as you please. Your mission is completed here. Get out."

Although it was Ning Zhe's voice, it was not Ning Zhe's tone.

Lin Li frowned and pondered for a long time, then glanced at the dying Yan Pei, and finally chose to believe.

He knelt down, fed Yan Pei a white jade pill, picked him up and mounted him on the horse, and ordered the others to take those unconscious people back to the city.

......

After dealing with those people, No. 67 has no worries.

He was not only because of Ning Zhe, but also because if these people were there, the magic weapon in the hands of No. 61 would absorb their souls to replenish energy, which would be more troublesome.

However, it is really painful to use the power of the soul.

He used it before when he had no energy, but not much. This time, most of his soul power was drained, and he couldn't even maintain his figure.

No. 59 gave a "tsk" sound: "I tried my best, thank me if I didn't suck you up for a while."

"I wasted so much of my soul power, are you ashamed to say it?"

"That's an inevitable loss."

"Obviously you can't."

On the 59th, I became a dog. "On the 67th, do you mean that if you don't hate me for a day, you will be so cheap?"

No. 67 hooked his lower lip, "Actually, I want to tell you that the main system is here."

"Just lie, I will lose if I believe you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep and gentle voice rang in his ear: "Ah Jiu, he didn't lie to you, I am indeed by your side."