Xiantian Shuiling was also very disappointed.

"Sure enough, after the Great Wasteland was destroyed for so long, these descendants of the gods are still the same... without any progress."

Its owner, the God Zuoyu, does not like the god behind the purple-bearded human race [Osawa Thunder God], who is too domineering and egotistical.

Similarly, there is [Bifang Fire God], who often brings disasters to mortals.

At first, Zuo Yu would intervene, just like he did during the battle with Qi Heng.

Later, Zuo Yu was already powerless.

Because, He is a god, He has his own class, and He cannot completely stand with the mortals and Qi masters.

Regarding this, Xiantian Shuiling could only sigh:

"The Chijiji God did not set the world of fire in the world of gods with eight realms, but in several mortal worlds. It is indeed a wise move. If the task of rebuilding the new sky is given to the gods, then the three thousand worlds will

There is no hope at all...it is just repeating the old path of the wilderness, and it is not as good as the mortals."

…

30 days after the trial begins.

Thousands of miles away, there are still 180,000 people left.

The vast majority of people left Shuifu through a showdown.

There are also some madmen, or those with grievances, who kill like crazy and blood flows like rivers.

Massacres of villages and towns also happened from time to time.

The innate water spirit was observing from God's perspective silently and did not intervene to stop it.

But it obviously has a strong balance in its heart.

…

This day.

In a dark and humid cave, more than two hundred strong men from the Shadow Killing Clan with three levels of strength gathered here for a meeting, with sad faces.

The Shadow Killer Clan entered Shui Mansion to assassinate Lu Chenzhou.

All of them gave up on enlightenment and took the initiative to join the Battlefield of All Spirits.

After all, if there is no way to take Lu Chenzhou out, they will still be greeted by death.

In the past month, they also gathered in small groups, searched like a dragnet, and carried out some sporadic assassination operations against Lu Chenzhou.

Unfortunately, every time they failed, they realized that they could not go on like this.

Suddenly, a thin woman from the Shadow Kill tribe smiled and said:

"King, I have an idea."

"explain."

"We can capture all the remaining martial arts masters in the Xia Realm alive, set traps, and wait for Lu Chenzhou to rescue them."

"He's not stupid either. He can definitely see that this is a trap and he won't come."

"With the character of Xia Jie's martial arts master, he might come... let's give it a try. Anyway, if he doesn't come, we won't lose anything."

"This is the only way. This is a conspiracy. It depends on whether Lu Chenzhou will put himself in danger for his compatriots."

…

at the same time.

Thousands of Miles of Rivers and Mountains, Northern Territory.

The capital of the Barbarian Kingdom, Tuka City.

More than forty figures wearing gorgeous red feathers landed on the top of the palace, with cold and arrogant expressions.

The leader is a member of the Red Feather Tribe who is at the pinnacle of the Three Realms.

His name is Fang Ting, serial number 250, and he is the captain of the Divine Flame Guards beside Fang Bifan. He is a six-star protoss who understands the law of fire and masters the five-star flame warfare method.

Fang Ting once defeated a demon king of the four realms in Hongze with ten moves, and it became a favorite story in the Shuifu Mansion.

Following the orders of the young master, he deliberately stayed in Shui Mansion in order to get rid of Lu Chenzhou in the chaotic fighting.

However, the battlefield of all spirits is too big.

Their escort team was too small, so after searching for a month, they found no trace of Lu Chenzhou.

There are two powerful countries in this world.

One is the Barbarian Kingdom in the north, and the other is the Chu Kingdom in the south.

He planned to control the kings of the two kingdoms and use the power of mortals to find and surround Lu Chenzhou.

Nowadays, the Chu Kingdom has been controlled by the Zibeard Human Clan. Fang Ting did not want to go to war with the Gods for the time being, so he came to the Barbarian Kingdom.

The two major protoss also reached an agreement not to start a war with each other until Lu Chenzhou was dealt with.

Not long after, a tall old man from the barbarian country, clad in animal skins and wearing a crown, walked out of the palace and looked at the red-feathered god who looked like a god.

During this period, as the leader of the country, the old man naturally heard about the bloody events in the outside world.

A month ago, countless "extraterrestrial demons" descended from the sky, conquering and killing each other.

Any one of them can destroy a mortal kingdom, and one person can withstand ten thousand armies!

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

Fang Ting said calmly in a tone that left no doubt: "I want to use your country to use the power of the whole people to find a great enemy for me."

The old man's expression changed slightly: "Who are you looking for?"

Soon after, Lu Chenzhou's portrait was posted on the city gate.

…

After leaving the small mountain village.

Lu Chenzhou went south and killed hundreds of ungrateful testers.

At the level of Tongtian River, the people who were most malicious to him were the Red Feather Clan, the Purple Beard Clan, and the Shadow Kill Clan.

These three major races are all on his must-kill list.

There is a huge city standing tall in front of you.

Groups of Chu troops were leaving the city with busy and tired expressions, and the soldiers were chatting.

"When will these gods leave?"

"I haven't slept for three days."

"Let us ordinary people go looking for a god. How is this possible?"

"Shhh, keep your voice down, these gods have good ears. Our king just complained behind his back and was punished by the so-called "thunder"."

Suddenly, the soldiers looked at Lu Chenzhou passing by with shocked expressions.

"Isn't this the person in the portrait?"

"He, he actually came here by himself?"

"How terrifying is he? He can make those gods who control thunder feel like they are facing a formidable enemy."

Outside the city, there is a place two miles away.

Lu Chenzhou appeared on the horizon with a big gun on his back.

He inserted the big gun aside, stood with his arms crossed, looked ahead, and waited quietly.

Behind him, the mortal army surrounded him from a distance, but they did not dare to go up and take action.

Without him, the invisible domineering force exuded by Lu Chenzhou could suppress the situation within a radius of a few miles, and ordinary people would fall to the ground and faint as soon as they entered.

Click-click---In the sky, dark clouds are densely covered, and electric snakes are flowing wildly.

One after another figures fell on the city wall, all of them were in the late stages of the Three Realms and at the peak of their strength, a total of eighteen figures.

Wearing purple robes and purple beards, they danced wildly across the sky like tentacles.

"My name is Lei..."

Before the leader of the purple-bearded clan leader finished introducing himself, a gray light flashed away at a speed of at least three times the speed of sound.

A purple human head exploded and turned into a burst of purple mist, which dispersed in the wind.

The face of the purple beard clan next to him changed drastically: "This guy is actually an ancient sword cultivator!"

Before this, they had seen all of Lu Chenzhou's battle projections, and it could be said that they knew his moves well.

They never expected that this mad warrior who was good at marksmanship could also fly a sword!

From thousands of meters away, their leader Reike was killed in seconds.

With such unnatural means, why are you still playing with guns?
Chapter completed!