Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

[Black Goat] was wailing, and the dirty blood had evaporated before it even had time to spill.

The seven Cthulhu gods were turned into dust without even struggling.

In the woods, in a cave, Zhou Ping sat on a straw mat, loosening his clenched sword fingers.

In front of us, a pierced leaf slowly fell.

[Black Goat] did not die immediately. Countless tentacles surged out like crazy, filling the body that was split in two, and its breath quickly weakened.

He roared in pain, space twisted, and his body rapidly retreated.

Zhou Ping raised his hand again, and at that moment, [Black Goat] felt the real death, as if countless swords were pointed at him from all directions.

But in the end, Zhou Ping thought of the instructions given by Monk Fatalism before he left, put down his hand, and did not strike the sword again.

He lowered his head and looked at his cracked palm, with bright red blood dripping from it.

Chen Longguan, Lu Qiu and others were so shocked that their mouths almost dropped to the ground and they were speechless.

They saw Cthulhu coming with great momentum, like a dark cloud covering the city, and they fled in panic like a drowned dog.

Everything was caused by that sword strike just now...

"Is that the sword of the Red Dust Sword Immortal?"

Someone swallowed and asked.

No one could answer him.

With just one strike, he cut the Three Pillar God [Black Goat] in half, nearly killing him.

They had great confidence in the Sword Immortal, but they also felt that this attack was too outrageous and did not seem like something that could be launched by a single person.

……

Northern Europe, Nibelungen.

Lin Qiye turned his head and looked towards the direction of Daxia.

Just now, even though they were so far away, he felt his skin tighten, as if a sword was pointing at his head.

Even if the sword intent was not directed at him at all.

"Senior Sword Saint..."

There is no doubt that he could not think of anyone else who could perform such an attack except the Red Dust Sword Immortal who had just been promoted to the highest level.

Although he had not seen it with his own eyes, Lin Qiye could imagine what a spectacular sight it would be when this sword was swung out.

But at the same time, Lin Qiye felt a little depressed.

Zhou Ping's action indicated that Daxia was invaded.

Such a sword would probably consume a lot of energy from the Sword Saint himself, and he cannot use it at will.

In addition to Zhou Ping, there are a few people left in Daxia, but they are not enough to face Cthulhu.

If Cthulhu is not completely destroyed and continues to attack Daxia, I am afraid no one can stop him.

Thinking of this, Lin Qiye became a little anxious.

Lin Xuan also looked at Daxia quietly.

He could feel that just now, wherever the sword light passed, the nameless fog and the decayed gray fog were also annihilated, leaving a vacuum area.

The sword law in the sky of law broke through the suppression of the law of decay at that moment.

Although it was only for that moment, it was enough to illustrate Zhou Ping's terror.

But Lin Xuan's attention was not here.

Zhou Ping, only three swords...

Lin Xuan's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the monk of fate.

Monk Fate happened to see them, and the two men looked at each other and separated in an instant.

Everyone was immersed in the shock brought by the sword just now, and no one noticed this scene.

Lin Xuan lowered his head and looked at the ground.

At the moment the gray fog spread, a pitch-black river quietly appeared without anyone noticing.

It is a bit inaccurate to call it a river, because the river is three hundred meters wide and stretches to the end of the horizon.

And right below him was a lake.

No one saw that at the bottom of the lake, a dim bead was buried in the sand.

Gray fog enveloped the entire area. Lin Xuan could feel countless mysterious concepts pouring into his body, but it only increased the purity of his blood by about 1%, to 92%.

Lin Xuan didn’t know what he would get if he reached 99%. Perhaps, nothing. When he could reach that height, other things would no longer be necessary.

Above 99% of the tombstone is just a dragon head.

95% is the last line of text under the dragon head and also the text at the top.

Perhaps, that is the final reward.

Lin Xuan was very curious about what it would be.

While Lin Qiye was still thinking, he took action directly. The gray mist condensed into an arrow and stabbed towards Lin Qiye's lower back.

Lin Qiye had been on guard and dodged to the side in an instant.

At the same time, the Mortal God Realm was stimulated to the extreme, and he shouted, "Go!"

One of the purposes of coming here, catching An Qingyu, has been achieved.

Since the plan to snatch the snow-white cushion from Lin Xuan failed, it would not be advisable to stay any longer.

If there were only a few of them in the God Realm here, perhaps they could still fight with Lin Xuan.

But there are not only them here, there are also the middle and high-level combat forces of Daxia.

Protecting so many people from the gray fog at the same time was a bit of a struggle even for him.

But Lin Xuan felt like a fish in water.

As one side gains strength while the other loses strength, such a battle is very disadvantageous to them.

"withdraw!"

Lin Qiye looked at Lin Xuan deeply, then turned and left.

Lingbao Tianzun waved his sleeves downwards, rolled everyone into his sleeves, and fled away at a rapid speed.

And Lin Xuan did not stop him.

In this battle, Daxia did not gain any benefit, and Cthulhu was the biggest loser.

But for Lin Xuan, everything was going according to plan.

Everyone returned to Daxia, and Lin Qiye rushed to where Zhou Ping was.

No one knew what they said, but they knew that a quarrel seemed to have broken out when Lin Qiye left with a gloomy face.

In addition, everyone went to Shenlong Pass specifically to see Zhou Ping's sword.

The sword light spanned three thousand miles, making people marvel.

Zhou Ping's sword undoubtedly greatly increased everyone's confidence.

Only Lin Qiye knew that Zhou Ping's current body was constructed with the Dragon Elephant Sword as the carrier.

After reaching the highest point, the Dragon Elephant Sword could no longer bear Zhou Ping's sword.

He could only strike three times with the sword. After three strikes, his body would disintegrate and his soul would return to heaven.

Now, he has used up one sword.

The appearance of the decaying gray fog had no effect on ordinary people in Daxia.

No one would have the leisure to go near the fog.

Everyone's attention quickly shifted to the swords of Daxia that were trembling simultaneously.

For a while, there were all kinds of speculations.

But in general, people tend to believe that this is some kind of unique weapon developed by the authorities, similar to a nuclear bomb.

Just when everyone thought that the matter had finally come to an end, something strange happened.

Just one week after the decaying gray fog enveloped the world, Lin Qiye was attacked in the fog.

The person who attacked him was An Qingyu.

It is true that the person Lin Qiye locked up in the mental hospital was indeed An Qingyu's real body.

It was not until then that Lin Qiye realized that An Qingyu no longer had a distinction between his original body and his clone.

Each of him can be the original body or an incarnation.

Therefore, the plan to lock An Qingyu up in a mental hospital and thus delay the return of the [Key to the Door] failed from the beginning.

Instead, Lin Qiye was ambushed by the An Qingyu from the outside world and disappeared.

The Seraph Lin Qiye is still staying in Daxia, and the one who was captured is the Hongmeng Spirit Embryo Lin Qiye.

Therefore, he had to replace the original body and take on the mission of commander-in-chief.

When Lin Xuan heard the news, he just laughed.

What ambushes? It was clearly intentional.

Whether An Qingyu was sent to a mental hospital or Lin Qiye was taken back to Cthulhu, it was all done deliberately by the two of them.

An Qingyu wanted to create an opportunity to talk with Lin Qiye, while Lin Qiye wanted to use this opportunity to explore the Kingdom of Cthulhu.

Beside Lin Xuan, at the edge of a huge lake, the hybrids were busy dumping bizarre corpses into a huge millstone-shaped device.

Below the grinding wheel composed of molecular-level pixels is an origin emitting emerald green light.

The origin of life.

If the source of life is lost for too long, loss of the source is inevitable.

Lin Xuan asked the hybrids to collect the corpses and squeeze out the remaining life essence from them to replenish the source of life.

Of course, it would be best to collect living creatures, but considering that living creatures will struggle and the journey is long, in order to save trouble, all of them must die.

As for your question about how this device extracts the essence of life?

Don’t ask, the only thing is that the commemoration is awesome, the pixels are awesome.

Anyway, when this thing was first made, Ji Nian explained it to him for quite some time, but he didn't understand a single word he said.

In addition, after the remaining life essence in the corpse is squeezed out, the flesh and blood will be poured into the stagnant water.

There is no waste at all.

There is a large web next to the device, on which a spider is sleeping peacefully. People passing by will subconsciously avoid it for fear of disturbing its rest.

The Cube hovered around him, observing the hybrid and acting as overseer.

The Nibelungen unfolded, and a magic cube and a spider naturally came to the outside world.

……

Three months passed in a flash.

Lin Qiye escaped from An Qingyu's captivity and returned to Daxia covered in blood, with his right arm broken and his thigh bone exposed.

It is hard to imagine what happened to cause his Hongmeng spiritual fetus to be injured like this.

After Lin Qiye returned, the top leaders of Daxia immediately held a meeting, and all the participants were high-level leaders of the Night Watch.

"Qiye, are you sure? Are there really hundreds of millions of eggs in the Kingdom of Cthulhu?"

Zuo Qing said in disbelief.

Lin Qiye shook his head, "It's not hundreds of millions, it's more than ten billion."

He recalled the scene he had seen before.

Billions of huge eggs were piled up in a disorderly manner, and among the countless black eggs, something was constantly wriggling.

That's the black kid.

Some have already hatched, their realms ranging from the Sea Realm to the Klein Realm, and they begin to reproduce themselves the moment they come out.

In the sky, twenty-four black goat cubs from the divine realm were reproducing continuously, and the giant eggs formed a black waterfall.

It was not until that moment that he understood what the three gods of the Ke family, known for their reproduction, meant.

[Black Goat] may be the most powerful, but his terrifying fertility can easily create a terrifyingly large army.

It’s only been a few years!

As for why Lin Qiye was able to escape, it was all thanks to An Qingyu.

To be precise, it was An Qingyu in the mental hospital.

……

Let’s go back to one day ago.

In a mental hospital.

An Qingyu was confronting Hun Dun, and the aura he exuded made the caregivers afraid to approach.

"Say it again if you have the guts!" Hun Dun's face twisted strangely, as if An Qingyu's words just now had greatly stimulated him.

An Qingyu paid no attention to Hun Dun's anger and simply sneered, "If you didn't hear clearly, it doesn't hurt for me to repeat it.

Chaos, you are not qualified to lead Cthulhu. You are just a child who never grows up. You are fickle. No Cthulhu god would be willing to follow a capricious god like you who only wants to amuse himself.

You have power but no wisdom.

I will lead Cthulhu to victory, and then I will share the fruits of victory with you. You just need to do nothing and stay in the mental hospital honestly.