God Soldier Atlas

"Sun Fairy, are you crazy?"

Mi Ziwen shouted loudly, "You see who we are!"

His face was full of anger. Sun Fairy was his nephew, and now he betrayed the ancestral people, and even wanted to let them kill them all, which made him want to drag Sun Fairy over and beat him severely.

Sun Fairy just looked at him coldly, expressionless.

"Niu Fang, are you willing to keep your promise, or be a villain who doesn't keep your promise?"

The pseudo-god opposite looked at the pseudo-god Niu Fang and said with a sneer.

The pseudo-god Niu Fang frowned. He didn't look at the pseudo-god who spoke, but at Sun Fairy.

From his perspective, it is natural to see that Sun Fairy is a little abnormal.

"Niu Fang, are you stupid?"

Pseudo-god Gu Hong said coldly, "Why did you come here without knowing it in your heart? Being led by their nose, your brain is flooded?"

yes!

The fake **** Niufang also reacted.

Sun Fairy is just a blind eye.

I came here for Wu Zongquan, the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion, what is the matter with Guan Sunfing?

These guys thought that if they controlled Sun Fairy, they would be able to let me do things?

It's simply a joke of the world!

"I was originally a villain, you bite me!"

The fake **** Niu Fang cursed.

The false gods on the opposite side were also stunned, and their faces became gloomy.

"You guys, are you really looking for death?"

they shouted.

"Come on if you have the ability, who wouldn't be able to talk shit."

The pseudo-god Gu Hong said coldly, "Just relying on you, if you want to kill us, it's still a long way off."

He took a step forward, and countless sword shadows instantly appeared in front of him.

Holding the Seven Killing Knives in his hand, the pseudo-god Gu Hong is murderous.

"Niu Fang, hunt, start, don't lose to me!"

Before the words fell, the countless sword shadows in front of the pseudo-god Gu Hong had already slashed forward.

"Boom-"

In the loud noise, countless knife shadows have fallen into the opposite group of false gods.

The fake **** Niu Fang also shouted loudly, not willing to be left behind, the golden hammer of the drum and urn in his hand suddenly became very huge, and he smashed it forward.

"Kill them!"

The three thousand false gods on the opposite side were furious at the same time, and they killed the two of them.

"If there is still energy left, let's do it all!"

Mizi Wenwen Mengbai and others also shouted loudly, mustering up the last strength, and went forward to kill.

The pseudo-god Gu Hong and the pseudo-god Niu Fang are here to help them. It makes no sense that they are fighting in front of them, but they are watching from the back.

"Sun Fairy!"

Mi Ziwen took aim at Sun Fairy and killed him directly.

Sun Fairy's eyes were blood red, and his face was full of murderous intent.

He stabbed a master of Huaxia Pavilion to fly, and then chased after the victory, and he was about to kill the master.

At this time, Mi Ziwen's long sword had already crossed over, blocking Sun Gong's long sword.

"Open your dog's eyes and see who is here!"

Mi Ziwen shouted loudly, the long sword in his hand kept attacking, trying to wake up Sun Fairy.

Sun Fairy was just expressionless, and kept firing his knives. With every knife, he rushed to Mi Ziwen's vital point, looking like he was going to kill Mi Ziwen.

"Damn!"

Mi Ziwen kept scolding, and he naturally saw that Sun Fairy was different.

But what does it look like?

Could he still allow Sun Fairy to kill the people of Huaxia Pavilion?

He couldn't even give up resistance and let Sun Fairy kill him.

Now he can only do his best to capture Sun Fairy alive.

But that's easier said than done.

Tiandao Sun is fair, and its own strength is the existence of Huaxia Pavilion among the best.

Although Mi Ziwen now has the power of a pseudo-god, Sun Fairy also doesn't know how to break through the pseudo-god.

The two are of equal strength, and Mi Ziwen has been fighting for a long time, and his strength has been depleted.

Sun Fairy, on the other hand, recharged his energy.

The strengths and weaknesses of the two sides soon became clear.

Mi Ziwen kept retreating a little embarrassedly, seeing that he was about to be hurt by Sun Ping's sword.

"Brother, I'll block him, you go and help the general."

Suddenly, a figure appeared in Hengli, blocking Sun Fairy.

It was Yin Wuyou who rushed over.

"Be careful, princess!"

Mi Ziwen didn't force it either. Being on the battlefield, he knew how to choose the best plan.

Recklessness will only bring about worse results.

He swayed and came to Meng Bai's side to help him resist the other's false god.

The battle continued to intensify, and soon, the ancestral land human race had been defeated.

They have already reached the end of the force, and even if they join the pseudo-god Niu Fang and the pseudo-god Gu Hong, it will not change the situation.

After all, Niu Fang and Gu Hong are just fake gods.

They are indeed powerful, fighting alone, none of the three thousand false gods can be their opponents.

But how could the other party fight against them alone?

There are three thousand people on the other side.

On the other hand, the ancestral human race, plus Niu Fang and Gu Hong, are full of calculations, and the number of false gods is less than a hundred people.

This is no longer a power disparity that can be described.

If it weren't for the fact that the other three thousand false gods hadn't all thrown into the battlefield at once, the war would have been completely over now.

Even so, the ancestral human race can't hold on for long.

It is estimated that they will be wiped out in half an hour at most.

"You dare to offend my Tiangong Pavilion, and when my pavilion master returns, you will surely suffer the consequences!"

Cui Lin was punched by a false god, blood spurted into the air, and roared.

He was seriously injured, and now, he has completely lost the power to resist.

If it wasn't for the experts from Tiangong Pavilion trying their best to save him, he might have really died here this time.

"It's destiny, you're already dead."

A voice sounded, "You have lived for so long, now, just die obediently for me."

A palm appeared above Cui Lin's head out of thin air.

"Vice Pavilion Master Cui!"

The crowd changed at the same time.

"boom-"

The light on the palm of the hand shone brightly, and suddenly Cui Lin's head burst open.

This scene caused a brief silence on the battlefield.

From the beginning of the war to the present, Cui Lin was the first important person to die!

As the pavilion owner of Tiangong Pavilion, if today's Gong Pavilion and Huaxia Pavilion are the same family, Cui Lin is an uncompromising high-level on their side.

He was actually killed!

Everyone's eyes turned to the owner of the palm.

The light flashed, and before everyone could see who the owner of the palm was, he disappeared into the air.

"Everyone be careful!"

Mizi was gentle and Mengbai drinking at the same time.

At this moment, a palm suddenly appeared in front of Sun Fairy and patted Yin Wuyou, who was opposite him.

"princess!"

Mi Ziwen, Meng Bai and the others' faces changed drastically at the same time.

Yin Wuyou is dealing with Sun Fairy. She and Sun Fairy's strengths are almost the same.

And that palm, who had just killed Cui Lin, was clearly stronger than an ordinary pseudo-god.

Under such a sneak attack, how could Yin Wuyou be able to stop it?

In fact, Yin Wuyou really did not react.

Sun Fairy's attack has already made her need to deal with it with all her attention, and she may be injured if she is not careful.

Where can I spare any effort to guard against the sneak attacks of such masters.

Seeing that the palm was about to fall on Yin Wuyou's body, everyone seemed to have seen the result.

"Worry-free!"

Lu Wenshuang's pretty face instantly lost its blood.

Bai Qianqian desperately wanted to rush over to rescue her, but she also had her own opponents, so how could she escape for a while.

Mi Ziwen, Meng Bai, Xiao Jianghe, and Wang Xin were all filled with despair.

They knew very well how important Yin Wuyou was to Zhou Shu.

If something happened to Yin Wuyou, they couldn't imagine how Zhou Shu would react.

Even if these are not mentioned, Yin Wuyou has always been the backbone of the Huaxia Pavilion, and everyone absolutely does not want to see her in trouble.

"Boom-"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and a square brick appeared in front of Yin Wuyou, and he was able to block that palm.

The bricks that look ordinary and can be seen everywhere are not damaged in the slightest under that palm.

This scene was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

Above the battlefield, there was a brief silence again.

Everyone's movements stopped, and they stared straight at the brick that blocked Yin Wuyou's fatal blow.

If Cui Lin was still alive, he would definitely be able to recognize that this brick was the life-saving weapon that Yang Zhitian left to the pavilion master of Tiangong Pavilion.

It is said that this brick can block a divine blow.

But Cui Lin was dead, and no one at the scene knew the brick.

They were shocked beyond measure.

It's incredible that such a humble slab can block such a powerful blow!

"It's the pavilion master!"

Shi Songtao shouted, "It is the pavilion master who casts the magic weapon!"

"You have all seen that the magic weapon cast by the pavilion master can easily block your sneak attack!"

"Even if you kill us all today, when the pavilion master comes back, you will all be dead! You can't even break the magic weapon cast by the pavilion owner, so why are you fighting against our pavilion owner!"

Shi Songtao shouted excitedly, as if he didn't know that he was on the verge of death.

"A magic weapon can't change your destiny! Unless you all have such a magic weapon!"

Opposite a false **** roared.

After that palm failed to strike, it disappeared without a trace.

Yin Wuyou was also a little surprised. She didn't know when she had such a magical weapon on her body.

But immediately, a warm feeling surged in her heart, needless to say, this must have been left by Zhou Shu on purpose.

To protect her.

Yin Wuyou shook her lips, her pretty face flushed.

"I still want to accompany you, I won't die easily!"

Yin Wuyou's heart surged with infinite power.

"boom-"

She slashed out with a sword, and Sun Fairy, who was evenly matched with her just now, was directly hit by a sword and flew out.

"God soldier, please help me!"

Yin Wuyou turned to face the brick and said with a serious expression.

Just when everyone thought Yin Wuyou was crazy, suddenly, a dazzling light shone from above the brick.

Then one after another phantoms flew out from above the bricks.

Almost in an instant, those phantoms turned into bricks, suspended in front of everyone in Huaxia Pavilion.

The pseudo-god who just spoke was dumbfounded.

Really everyone has a brick?

OK?

What kind of magic weapon is this?

Tiangong Pavilion Pavilion Master, so perverted? To cast such a magic weapon?

Not only was the pseudo-god on the opposite side dumbfounded, even Yin Wuyou himself was dumbfounded.

Is this brick so powerful?

She was overjoyed, her husband was indeed her husband, and leaving a single brick could reverse the situation.

"Don't be afraid, this brick is not as strong as you think, it won't last long, continue to attack!"

A voice resounded in the air.

The three thousand false gods also reacted.

No matter how strong the magic weapon is, it depends on who uses it.

Wouldn't it be a daydream to want to block their three thousand false gods with one magic weapon?

"Boom-"

Three thousand false gods shot at the same time.

One after another magical power fell on the bricks in front of everyone.

In the explosion of light, those bricks shattered one by one.

Except for the one in front of Yin Wuyou, the rest of the bricks shattered after only a few breaths of time.

"Princess, withdraw!"

Mi Zi Wen and Meng Bai retreated to Yin Wuyou's side.

"Leave the green hills, don't be afraid of running out of firewood, you go first, stay useful, and avenge us in the future!"

The scene just now was too dangerous.

Neither Mi Ziwen nor Meng Bai wanted to see that scene happen again.

"If Zhou Shu was here, he wouldn't leave everyone behind. I can't go."

Yin Wuyou shook his head and said.

"He will avenge us."

Lu Wenshuang swayed his sword light and said coldly.

Bai Qianqian smiled sweetly, and said, "It's not that you haven't died, and death is nothing to be afraid of. If you leave, you will be a little sorry for the big guy."

Mizi Wenwen and Mengbai wanted to persuade again, but the false gods on the opposite side had already stepped up their offensive, and they didn't have the energy to speak in an instant.

The people of Huaxia Pavilion and Tiangong Pavilion fell one by one.

Since Cui Lin's death in battle, the balance of war has been completely tilted.

The people of Huaxia Pavilion and Tiangong Pavilion can only be regarded as lingering. Every moment, someone falls, and the rest are just doing their best to persevere.

The situation seems to have no room for recovery.

…

"Om-"

A faint white light flashed, and a handful of yellow sand flew out hundreds of meters with the wind, and then fell to the ground.

As if there was life, the yellow sand slowly condensed into a silhouette.

The facial features of the figure gradually became clear, not Qi Tian, ​​but who?

"It's done!"

Zhou Shu couldn't help but clenched his fist tightly.

This was originally just an idea of ​​his, and he was not very sure about it.

But the result is good, he maintains the record of never failing to cast soldiers.

He has succeeded again!

Qi Tian stood there, looking at his hands and feet curiously, like a newborn baby.

After a full quarter of an hour, Qi Tian raised his head and looked at Zhou Shu.

"This feeling is very good."

Qi Tian said, "I feel that it is no different from before. This clay sculpture body is no worse than my previous physical body."

"Qi Tian, ​​have you forgotten what I do?"

Zhou Shu smiled slightly and said, "I'm a soldier! Your current body, strictly speaking, is a magic weapon!"

"I used the method of casting a magic weapon to cast a clay body. If it is not stronger than your body, then I will be considered a failure!"

In fact, there is no conclusion as to who is stronger and who is weaker between the human body and the magic weapon.

With the body of a warrior, it will be tempered stronger than a divine weapon.

But that also depends on what kind of magic weapon.

There is no doubt that some divine soldiers are stronger than the physical body of most warriors.

Zhou Shu's magic weapon, can that be an ordinary magic weapon?

This clay body, but Zhou Shu forged to survive the calamity of the destruction of the world, how could it not be strong?

"The strongest part of it is its immortality."

Zhou Shu continued, "Even if it is turned into yellow sand, it can still be recovered. I will smash your soul and recast it with the technique of casting soldiers. Now every grain of yellow sand is your soul, yellow sand. Immortal, and neither will your soul."

Zhou Shu also sighed in his heart, this process, although simple, is actually as difficult as going to the sky!

Qi Tian is holy, how strong is his divine soul?

As long as he resisted a little, Zhou Shu would not be able to shatter his soul.

And being shattered, for Qi Tian, ​​is tantamount to killing him countless times. The pain in it is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear.

Not to mention the subsequent recasting process, which is to refine the soul in flames.

Although the whole process does not seem to require Qitian to do anything, in fact, the most difficult part is supported by Qitian.

Whenever Qi Tian does not cooperate in the slightest, whenever he cannot bear the pain in the process, he will end in failure in the end.

This method was successful, but it was also a failure.

Because now Zhou Shu realizes that the threshold of this method is actually very high.

Not everyone is Qi Tian.

Even if it is to change the emperor, Zhou Shu feels that it may not be successful.

The divine soul is incomparably solidified. In the process of breaking it, absolute trust is required. Otherwise, the subconscious resistance of the divine soul will lead to failure. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Even Zhou Shu could not have imagined that Qi Tian would trust him so much. During the whole process, there was not even a single thought of conflict.

Even Zhou Shu felt a little weird.

He can't think of anyone who can achieve the level of Qi Tian, ​​this thing is almost impossible to replicate.

He wanted Shi Songtao to try it out for him before, which was a bit taken for granted.

Although Shi Songtao trusts him, Shi Songtao may not be able to bear this kind of pain.

When the soul is fatally threatened, resistance is just a subconscious reaction.

To be able to face death without having the slightest thought of resistance is simply not something ordinary people can do.

"amazing."

Qi Tian said to Zhou Shu, Zhou Shu said that, but he didn't really care much. What he cared about was whether he had the power to avenge Liu Ruochuan.

"I've come out, now, I'll save you!"

As Qi Tian spoke, a powerful aura was already rising from his body. He clenched his fists and punched out the light curtain.

"Katha-"

On the light curtain, cracks appeared, but they failed to shatter.

"Qi Tian, ​​don't worry about me."

Zhou Shu shook his head and said, "You are the body of yellow sand and can walk through the ban, but it is not so easy to break."

"I suspect that someone used a trick to keep us trapped here, and they wanted to be detrimental to my people."

"Do me a favor and go to the base to have a look. If someone makes things difficult for them, you can block me first."

"I will come out as soon as possible and help you to avenge Liu Ruochuan!"

Qi Tian was silent for a moment. For him, avenging Liu Ruochuan was the most important thing, but Zhou Shu just helped him out of trouble.

"it is good!"

He didn't hesitate for long, then nodded and said.