However, as a land god, he can still get rid of the killing in time.

return!

Ying Ziye silently contacted the Mustard Seed Gu in his heart and summoned the Gu back.

Humans are the same as Gu, they can do whatever they want.

"kill!"

Ying Ziye shouted loudly.

Together with the sweeping monk and others, they attacked Lao Zhuoqinghou again.

After being surrounded and killed by everyone before, Old Zhuo Qinghou was already covered in wounds.

He was eroded by the mustard poison again, and after devouring his flesh and blood, he became even weaker!

Fight, fight, fight!

Kill kill kill!

Ying Ziye waved his hand, and a burst of invisible, colorless and odorless poison swayed out and floated towards the old Marquis Zhuo Qing.

"Oh!"

Old Zhuo Qinghou smiled disdainfully and asked, "Poison?"

Suddenly realized.

Immediately close your breathing and stop panting.

A warrior's Qi pulse is long and he can go for several hours without breathing even after entering the first level, let alone a land immortal.

When Ying Ziye saw this, he sighed slightly, but he was not disappointed. He just did it casually, which was better than nothing.

Long sky order!

With a swing of the sword, the awe-inspiring righteousness of heaven and earth emerged and gathered together.

Just like the unique teachings of Confucianism.

Under the command of the sky, the majesty will last forever.

The blazing silver-white sword light explodes and can eradicate all evil objects.

The ghostly aura and calamity surrounding Lao Zhuoqinghou couldn't help but dissipate and was somewhat suppressed.

"snort!"

Old Zhuo Qinghou snorted coldly and didn't care at all.

Ying Ziye has now fallen from the celestial realm to the Zhixuan realm, and his fighting power is far inferior to that of the last battle.

After using the powerful sword of the land god just now, Ying Ziye took three pills in a row to replenish his blood and true energy.

All directions will be destroyed!

Heaven and earth, from all directions, sword energy gathered together, facing Ying Ziye and killing everyone.

Miso miso miso!

A series of black sword auras, filled with gloomy energy, passed by Ying Ziye, leaving blood marks on his face and hands.

But Ying Ziye didn't look moved at all.

He could only attack Lao Zhuo Qinghou with the Xuanyuan Sword.

The changing stars in the sky!

The sweeping monk showed anger on his face and showed his anger.

There are four realms in the Star Movement, the highest level being the Heavenly Fantasy Stars.

I saw that in the night sky, the power of stars and moonlight gathered together.

It turned into a dreamlike sea of ​​​​stars, with stars twinkling and bursting out with boundless bright light.

Starburst!

Countless stars exploded in the sea of ​​stars.

An explosion of destructive power.

The ground cracked inch by inch, the surrounding houses collapsed, and trees were broken.

Fortunately, the innocent people had noticed the war early and had left, without causing any casualties.

Boom boom boom!

The majestic force and heavy suppression came down, and the stars suddenly fell around Lao Zhuoqinghou.

The body-protecting Gangqi was broken and repaired again.

But the defense was finally broken.

Countless stars fell on him, his body was dented, his flesh and blood were blurred, and blood flowers bloomed.

"Ahem!"

Old Zhuoqinghou was bombarded and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

After the previous battle, he became a lot weaker and his combat power declined severely.

Miso miso miso!

Ying Ziye, Jian Jiu, Master Xiaomeng, Zhang Han, Li Xin and others rushed out again.

The sword energy crisscrossed and exploded with shocking power.

The north wind howls.

Under the bright moonlight, pieces of white snowflakes fell.

Blood also flowed down.

Under a massive attack and siege.

Long swords penetrated the old Zhuo Qinghou's body.

Head, chest, pubic area, lower body...

The sweeping monk used the celestial stars to blast out dents and holes in Lao Zhuoqinghou's body, and the black sword light that was annihilating the ten directions was returned to him, tearing his flesh and blood apart!

Old Zhuo Qinghou's body was originally moving quickly, but it suddenly stopped. There was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, and he suddenly fell from the sky.

Bang!

Fell onto the street.

It shattered all the bluestones on the ground.

The blood keeps flowing, dyeing the earth red and the falling white snow red.

Lao Zhuoqinghou, the land god, was besieged and killed...

There was still a trace of unwillingness in his angry eyes, which did not close even after death.

"Ahem!"

Ying Ziye coughed lightly, a stream of blood spilled from his mouth, and he jumped down from the tall tree.

bass!

He cut off the head of Lao Zhuoqinghou with a sword, tore the corners of his robe to pieces with a sharp stab, wrapped the head, and used Mo Yun Qi to draw spiritual power to freeze it, and threw it to the sweeping monk.

"Old Zhuoqinghou is dead. I believe that Zhao Tuo, the Dragon Marquis of South China Sea, has also captured Zhuoqinghou."

"We will go outside the city. Master, you will display the head of Lao Zhuoqinghou in front of the enemy army to shake their morale."

Ying Ziye ordered in a deep voice, and quickly headed out of the city.

"promise!"
Chapter completed!