Original God: Coconut sheep breeder, Ganyu was raised by me

"It's useless. We used fire and water washing methods, but we couldn't remove the sludge." At this time, an immortal explained to Zhuoyang.

"Moreover, if we stand on this mud, our immortal power will be greatly suppressed. If we stand on it for a long time, it will also induce inner demons."

Hearing this, Zhuoyang had no good solution.

While the immortals were discussing, the creatures in the abyss launched another invasion.

The immortals had no time to discuss countermeasures and rushed out to fight the enemy.

At the front line, Morax, wearing a battle robe, looked sternly at the figure in front of him wearing a black robe.

She looked very thin and her face was completely invisible under the cloak.

"Morax, why don't you join me, throw yourself into the embrace of the abyss, and fight your way into Sky Island together, hehehe!"

Her voice was very familiar to Zhuoyang, but he just couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Since it is the abyss, we should stay in the abyss!" Morax said, and threw the spear in his hand.

The spear turned into a golden stream of light and flew towards the man in the black robe.

However, upon seeing this, the man in black robe immediately threw out a black bead.

In an instant, the black bead released a black energy wave, colliding with Morax's golden light.

The energy released by the beads seemed to be replenished by the surrounding black mud, so the golden light of Morax's spear began to slowly disappear, and finally fell to the ground with a "clang".

Instantly, all the immortals present took a deep breath.

In a sense, this was the first time Morax lost.

"Is this the legendary God of War? He really doesn't live up to his reputation, hahaha..." The man in black robe laughed loudly, being extremely arrogant.

Morax's face was calm. He stretched out his hand and the spear flew into his hand again.

However, Morax felt something strange in his hand holding the gun, as if his energy was being absorbed by the spear.

The man in black robe seemed to be worried that Morax would discover him, so he changed his weapons and led a group of abyss monsters to charge towards the fairies.

As the immortals set out on the expedition, the Qianyan Army also set up their battle formations and began to condense a huge virtual image of the Qianyan Army for battle.

Zhuoyang and Ganyu did not retreat either, and they went forward together.

Ganyu held a bow and arrow and reacted quickly.

"Brush brush..."

As soon as Zhuoyang swung his sword, Ganyu had already shot out three frost sword arrows.

Moreover, when her arrows hit the target, a large number of ice cones will splash out and shoot at the surrounding monsters.

Of course, Zhuo Yang was not bad either. With one strike of his sword, the monsters were cut in half, leaving no one injured, only dead.

The other immortals were also in good condition. After all, what was fatal about these monsters was not their combat power, but their endless numbers.

No one knew how long the battle lasted. The Qianyan Army had been replaced several times, and the immortals began to slowly become exhausted.

"Be careful!" Zhuoyang said, and swung his sword to help Ganyu block an arrow shot by the monster.

However, just as he was distracted helping Ganyu, his arm was cut by a pitch-black iron sword.

A large amount of blood immediately flowed out of the arm. Seeing this, Ganyu quickly reached out and placed her hand on Zhuoyang's injured arm.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuoyang felt his arm slightly cool, and the wound healed.

"Senior brother, you should be careful too!" Gan Yu looked at Zhuoyang with a smile. She was very happy to be able to help Zhuoyang a little.

"Well, this is not a solution. You go and rest first, I'll hold them off." Zhuoyang looked at Ganyu, who seemed a little tired, and requested strongly.

"No, I said I would fight alongside you, brother, and I will never back down!" Gan Yu shook her head with a firm attitude.

Zhuoyang thought for a moment. Ganyu was obviously not in good shape. If this continued, something would definitely go wrong.

So he suggested: "Okay, let's go back together to get help."

"Yeah!" Ganyu nodded. She didn't want anything to happen to Zhuoyang either.

So the two of them reached an agreement and prepared to evacuate.

However, at this moment, a figure stopped the two of them.

"Want to leave? You have to get past me first!"

Zhuoyang frowned, took a step forward and blocked Ganyu behind him.

The person who came was wearing a silver-white mask, had a well-proportioned body, and a slightly protruding chest. She looked like a woman.

"Who are you and why are you helping the evil?" Zhuoyang had a cold face. He could feel that the aura of the person in front of him was incompatible with that group of monsters.

"You are helping the tyrant, how can you be sure that you are not the tyrant?"

There was sarcasm in the hoarse voice, as if he was quite disdainful of the two.

"Okay, in that case, don't blame me for being merciless!" After Zhuoyang said this, he stretched out his hand, grasped the sword, and swung it at the masked man in front of him without mercy.

Seeing this, the masked man immediately stretched out his hand and a sword flew over from a distance.

There is a bunch of red tassels tied on the hilt of the sword, the style of which is similar to that of Zhuoyang's sword. At first glance, it is clear that he is a person who loves life.

Zhuoyang couldn't understand why such a person would fall into the abyss.

With a dull "ding" sound, the two swords collided with each other, flashing sparks.

Ganyu stood aside, ready to strike, with the bowstring already pulled to its limit.

However, the masked man seemed to know that Ganyu was watching from the side, so he always faced Ganyu and did not dare to expose his back to Ganyu for a sneak attack.

Ganyu's bow swayed back and forth, but she, who always hit the target, did not dare to let go.

On the other side, the battle between Morax and the man in black robe began to become clearer.

"Haha, Morax, today is the day you die!"

After the black-robed man said this, he suddenly slapped Morax on the chest.

Morax dodged quickly, but his body suddenly paused for unknown reasons and he was slapped away by the man in black robe.

When the black-robed person saw Morax being knocked away, she did not go forward to chase him. She was very confident in her current strength.

"Morax, as long as you kneel down and become my subordinate, I will spare your life. How about it?" The man in black robe looked at Zhongli and asked arrogantly.

……

A cold light flashed and a crack instantly appeared on the masked man's mask.

With a "click", the mask fell to the ground, and the face of the masked man was revealed.

"Qin Yue?" Zhuo Yang hastily retracted the sword that was stabbing at her chest, and he took a few steps back, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Qin Yue saw that her mask had fallen off and immediately covered her face, but it was too late!

"Sister Qinyue?" Ganyu also put down his bow and arrow and looked at her in confusion.

Qin Yue looked at the two of them and immediately said, "You are already together, why are you acting like this!"

She seemed to raise her voice deliberately so that everyone present could hear it.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yang quickly explained: "I..."

However, when the words came to his lips, he was speechless.

If he explained that he had waited for her, where would Ganyu be placed?

When Qin Yue saw Zhuoyang's appearance, a crystal teardrop quietly rolled down the corner of her eye.

Even though she knew that all this was inevitable, she couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in her heart.