God Soldier Atlas

"Boom—"

A mushroom cloud rose up.

I saw a figure slowly walking out of the mushroom cloud.

That person is unexpectedly Qi Tian who is carrying Ruyi's golden cudgel.

Opposite him were dozens of saints sent by Huang Shijie.

"Qi Tian, ​​you are very strong, but it is wishful thinking to fight against so many of us by yourself."

A sage held up the magic sword in his hand and shouted loudly.

"I really can't fight against so many of you."

With a calm expression on his face, Qi Tian said calmly, "But I can still kill you."

"Scaring me?"

That holy sneered, "If you have the ability, why don't you try to kill me?"

With a wave of the long knife in his hand, he yelled, "Brothers, you don't need to desperately cling to him. It doesn't matter whether he dies or not. Turn around and kill all the human races in the ancestral land, and see how he can jump around!"

Four or five holy people immediately rushed out and rushed towards Qi Tian.

Qi Tian frowned, after a round of probing, the other party finally found a flaw.

His current clay body is almost immortal, and he is not afraid of group battles at all.

Anyway, being broken up, he can still reunite his body.

But the biggest problem is that although he can't die, it's impossible to fight so many saints at the same time.

And the ancestral human race behind him simply didn't have the ability to withstand these holy attacks.

As long as they are allowed to cross the first line of defense, the ancestral human race will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

With people like Zhang Guoqing, they can't deal with a few saints at all.

Four or five saints surrounded Qi Tian. They mainly focused on trapped people and did not attack desperately, but they made Qi Tian unable to get out of the trap for a while.

The other holy ones attacked Tongguan City.

"Everyone, get ready to fight."

On the top of Tongguan City, Zhang Guoqing frowned and said in a deep voice.

Naturally, he could also see the joints in it.

Once Qi Tian is trapped, the pressure will come to them.

Zhou Shu couldn't retreat, Mi Ziwen and Meng Bai never broke through the sacred realm, and now the ancestral human race's fighting power is only those who were forcibly promoted to the sacred realm by Zhou Shu.

But there are only a dozen of them, and most of them are not very good at fighting.

Those who are really good at fighting are only a few people like Han Jin and Nan Tianxiang.

Zhang Guoqing could think of it, and people like Han Jin and Nan Tianxiang, who had spent their whole lives in the mundane world, could naturally think of it too.

But no one backed down.

"Anyway, they are all people who have died once. What else is there to be afraid of?"

Nan Tianxiang said carelessly, "You say, if we are killed, can the city lord revive us again?

In this way, do we think we can't be beaten to death?

When I was fighting with people in the rivers and lakes before, I just died. I was never afraid at that time, but now I am afraid?

Brothers, let me show you. "

Nan Tianxiang laughed loudly, swayed his body, and rushed towards the outside of the city.

There were dozens of holy attacks on the opposite side, but Nan Tianxiang was fearless. Needless to say, if he could beat him, his momentum was not lost at all.

"A reckless man is a reckless man. At this time, he is still showing his personal courage."

Han Jin curled his lips in disdain, "You're not afraid of death, so are we?"

When he stepped on the foot, the long knife was also unsheathed, and it turned into a stream of light. It came after the first, surpassed Nan Tianxiang, and was the first to enter the sacred group.

"The old thief Han is shameless, stealing my limelight!"

Nan Tianxiang screamed in anger.

"Do it!"

Zhang Guoqing shouted loudly, led the others, and killed them too.

"boom-"

A dazzling light lit up in Tongguan City.

Tongguan city, the magic soldier, was fully activated, or it became an unbreakable pass, blocking the human race in the ancestral land.

The battle broke out in an instant.

In just a few breaths, Nan Tianxiang, Han Jin, including Zhang Guoqing and others were all injured.

As soon as they came up, they were completely at a disadvantage.

The Holy Spirit on the opposite side not only has more people than them, but also has stronger personal strength than them.

From the beginning of this battle, the result was already clear.

In the distance, several town marshals are looking around.

"The ancestral human race, it's impossible to win, right?"

A town marshal whispered.

"The disparity in strength is very difficult."

Another Marshal Zhentian said with a serious expression.

They are all watching.

In fact, they all now want to seek refuge with the ancestral human race.

That guy Fan Shichang thought he had everyone in Marshal Zhentian in his hands, but he didn't expect that Marshal Zhentian had already lost his mind.

A Yuanshi divine weapon wants to control a Marshal of Zhentian, isn't this wishful thinking?

With the strength of Marshal Zhentian, if he really wants to get a Yuanshi Divine Weapon, there is no other way?

The people of the ancestral land have said that they are willing to forge magic weapons for anyone.

It's all like this, Fan Shichang thought that if he gave them a Yuanshi Divine Weapon, they would have to be grateful and obey his commands. Isn't this a dream?

"Hard to say."

A town marshal said in a deep voice,

"A few years ago, who would have thought that the ancestral human race could gain a foothold in the Great Thousand World?

You see, those sacred things have only recently emerged, and they were never heard of before.

The ancestral human race can cultivate more than a dozen saints in just a few years. You say, don't they have other trump cards? "

Marshal Zhentian's eyes shone with light, and he said in a deep voice, "And look at Tongguan City!

Tongguan City itself is a magic weapon, I guess, it is not so easy to break Tongguan City.

I have studied Zhou Shu, what he is best at is turning the impossible into possible! "

"According to what you're saying, should we really seek refuge with the ancestral human race? Like Yu Hongyun?"

A town marshal asked.

"Didn't you realize that Yu Hongyun didn't participate in the battle?"

Marshal Zhentian continued, "This shows that the human race in the ancestral land did not exert their full strength!

We can observe and observe, but I don't think we should wait until the outcome is clear before taking action.

Sending charcoal in the snow is definitely stronger than icing on the cake.

It depends on whether you dare to take a gamble. "

Take a gamble, if the ancestors can win, then they will make a lot of money.

If they guess wrong, the ancestral land race has no other cards, and they will be defeated by the people of the Holy Emperor in the end, and they will definitely be implicated as well.

"I think it's a bet!"

Marshal Zhentian said in a deep voice, "Is there anything in this world that is not risky?

Besides, with our strength, even if we lose the bet, we can bear the consequences. "

"I think it's better to forget it. It's pretty good for us now, and we don't need to work hard with others."

Marshal Zhentian also disagreed.

Marshal Zhentian was divided into two groups.

A group of people want to send charcoal to the human race in the ancestral land.

Another group felt that staying with Fan Shichang was not bad.

After the disagreement, the two groups of people suddenly became distinct.

Someone went back to report the news to Fan Shichang, and someone was gradually approaching the battlefield, ready to help the ancestral human race at any time.

At this time, the figures of Yu Hongyun, Yang Hong, Sun Gonggong and others had already appeared on the top of Tongguan City.

Looking at Zhang Guoqing and others who were constantly retreating, Yu Hongyun, Yang Hong and Sun Gongping all looked very ugly.

"You two, please hurry up and ask your city lord to come out?"

Yu Hongyun frowned and said in a deep voice.

"unnecessary!"

Sun Gonggong said coldly, "A group of jumping clowns, we don't need our prince to do it, we can take care of them!"

"Jumping clown?"

Yu Hongyun was almost scolding his mother.

Dozens of holy, you tell me they are clowns?

If you really have that strength, I can still accept what you say about them.

But you're just a false **** okay.

And the strength of the human race in your ancestral land is obviously far inferior to the opponent, okay!

The ones who are being beaten back and forth are not you?

No, it should be us!

Yu Hongyun frowned. He is now a member of the human race of the ancestral land. If the human race of the ancestral land really loses, it will be of no benefit to him.

He was hesitating whether he should make a move.

"Senior Yu, there is one thing that needs you to do, I wonder if it is possible?"

Yang Hong suddenly opened his mouth and said to Yu Hongyun.

"I have no problem playing."

Yu Hongyun thought that Yang Hong wanted him to go out of the city to help, so he said, "The problem is, it's useless if I have one more.

There are too many saints on the other side. Even if I go out of the city, I can only deal with one saint at most, and it will not change the overall situation at all. "

The gap between the holy and the holy is not that big.

Even if it is as strong as Fan Shichang, it can deal with at most two saints and it is already invincible.

Yu Hongyun is self-aware, his strength is not as good as Fan Shichang, with his strength, he can only deal with a holy one.

"no."

Yang Hong shook his head and said, "I don't want Senior Yu to go out of the city to fight.

Just leave the matter here to us.

I hope that you, Senior Yu, can go to the city and help isolate the movement outside, so as not to let the movement outside the city affect the prince's casting of soldiers. "

Yang Hong said with a serious expression.

"What did you say?"

Yu Hongyun frowned.

At the time of the crisis, don't you hurry up and call Zhou Shu out, and let him not notice the movement here?

Do we have to wait for the human race in the ancestral land to die cleanly before letting Zhou Shu know what happened?

At that time, no matter how strong he is, how can he turn the tide?

"I think that at this time, the most important thing is to survive, not to cast soldiers.

Divine Weapon can be cast at any time, even if it fails, there will still be chances in the future.

But when a person dies, he cannot be resurrected.

Now that the human race is facing life and death, we should let City Lord Zhou know what happened. "

"It's not time for a real crisis yet."

Yang Hong shook his head, "We still have a chance.

Since there is a chance, it shouldn't bother the prince casting soldiers.

The magic weapon that the prince is casting is related to the future of the human race in the ancestral land and cannot be interrupted easily. "

Yu Hongyun frowned, he couldn't understand Yang Hong's logic.

Could it be that divine soldiers are more important than human lives?

But he forgot that Zhou Shu was nothing but a saint.

Although he is strong, he can't do a good job in the face of dozens of saints.

What's the use of calling him out now?

That being the case, it's better to let Zhou Shu forge a magic weapon with peace of mind.

If he does succeed, he may still have a chance.

Even if they can't, they will fight with these saints first, and they can consume some of their strength.

At that time, Zhou Shu will have more opportunities.

Yu Hongyun didn't know that Yang Hong and the others wanted to use their lives to fight for Zhou Shu's first chance.

"Senior Yu, please."

Yang Hong arched his hands and said in a deep voice.

Seeing Yang Hong's resolute attitude, although Yu Hongyun couldn't figure it out, he himself was unwilling to go out of the city to fight for his life. In this case, it would be a good choice for him to protect Zhou Shu's dharma.

If the ancestral human race was really defeated, he would not listen to Yang Hong. At that time, he would call out Zhou Shu to see if Zhou Shu could do anything to turn the tide.

If Zhou Shu has a way, he doesn't mind fighting with the ancestral human race.

If Zhou Shu has no choice, then he has to think about whether he should be buried with the ancestral human race.

"Sun Gong, are you ready?"

Seeing Yu Hongyun going to the city, Yang Hong looked at Sun Gongyi and said.

"Does this still require preparation?"

Sun Gonggong squinted and said, "Death battles have long been commonplace."

While speaking, he raised his foot and was about to go out of the city to fight.

Although it is only a false god, facing the holy, there is no chance at all.

But what the ancestral human race is best at is working hard!

Even if you can't fight, you have to bite off a piece of meat from the enemy!

"It's not time to fight to the death."

Suddenly, a palm fell on Sun Gongping's shoulder and pushed him back.

"Big nephew, you should watch carefully first, wait for me to kill a holy one, let them know, the ancestral human race, don't be bullied!"

A gentle voice rang in Sun Gongping's ears.

When I looked back, I happened to see Mi Ziwen walking out with a magic sword in his hand.

"Uncle?"

Sun Gonggong widened his eyes, "Have you made a breakthrough?"

Mi Ziwen nodded with his back to Sun Gonggong.

He is already divine!

Everyone retreated, and Mi Ziwen was the first to break through the sacred.

It is definitely good news for him to break through and achieve the sacred position at this time.

"kill!"

Sun Gongyi shouted excitedly.

Yang Hong also showed joy on his face.

Although one more holiness will not change the overall situation, but with more strength, there will be more hope.

At least, it can make the enemy more painful!

Yonago Wen raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, with countless sword lights on his body, he rushed into the holy group.

"Human Miziwen is here, you don't want to step into Tongguan half a step!"

Yonago Wen swung his long sword, shedding beams of sword light, which actually enveloped dozens of saints.

He actually wanted to block all the sacred things with his own power.

"A mantis' arm is like a car, and it is beyond its control!"

A holy sneered, a dazzling light erupted from his body, wrapped in a soaring aura, he slashed at Mi Ziwen with a knife.

Dozens of other saints acted like him.

Dozens of divine powers smashed towards Mi Ziwen like mountains and seas.

With such power, not to mention Mi Ziwen, who just broke through to the sacred realm, even Fan Shichang or the sacred emperor must avoid it for the time being!

But Mi Ziwen didn't intend to dodge in any way, he had a very solemn expression in front of Hengjian.

"Boom—"

The power collided together, making a shocking sound.

"Uncle!"

Sun Gonggong's face changed drastically.

Yang Hong also looked anxious.

Isn't it dangerous for Mi Ziwen with such a great power?

"Boom—"

The sound of loud bangs is endless.

In the dazzling light, suddenly a half-empty and half-solid city wall emerged.

"One man in charge?!"

Yang Hong and Sun Ping exclaimed at the same time.

The saints on the opposite side all frowned.

All of them joined forces to attack, logically speaking, almost no one in the world could stop it.

Why do they feel that the other party is still alive?

The light gradually subsided, and that section of the city wall finally appeared in front of everyone.

A city wall stretching for several miles stood there impressively.

Behind the city wall, Yonago Wen stood with a sword.

By his side, there was already one more person at some point.

The man was vomiting blood continuously, his whole body was on the verge of collapse, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"General!"

That person is Mengbai!

"This is impossible!"

A holy frowned.

Regardless of Miziwen or Mengbai, in their eyes, they are just rising stars, and there is still a big gap between their strength and theirs.

Even if the two of them work together, it is impossible to block their blow.

How could they survive.

"teacher!"

Mi Ziwen supported Meng Bai, and shouted in a trembling voice.

"Don't worry, my old bones won't die yet."

Meng Bai said with a smile, "If there is something to do, of course the teacher will go first.

How about it, teacher is okay. "

While talking, Mengbai spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood.

The supernatural power was taught to him by Zhou Shu back then, and he has been practicing hard.

This supernatural move was originally the strongest defensive skill in the world.

What it pays attention to is that one man should be the gate and ten thousand men should not be opened.

Using the power of one person to block the power of ten thousand people is to defeat the strong with the weak.

Because of this, Mengbai received the blows of the saints.

Of course, he also paid a huge price. With just one move, he completely lost his ability to fight again, and it was hard to say when he would recover from his injuries.

But even so, he was proud enough.

He, with the power of one person, blocked dozens of holy attacks!

"Teacher, rest, the rest is left to the students."

Miziwen said in a low voice.

"Um."

Mengbai nodded, not trying to be brave.

He knew his situation. After just one move, if he was able to hold on without falling, he had exhausted all his strength.

It is impossible to fight again.

Even though he knew that Mi Ziwen could not stop the opponent alone, he was helpless.

"Fight as hard as you can, behind you, and us."

Meng Bai said in a deep voice.

Yoneziwen nodded vigorously.

"Ha ha!"

UU Reading www.uukanshu.com let out a mocking laugh to those saints on the opposite side.

"Do you really think that you still have a chance?

It seems that we have given you the illusion that you can compete with us.

Just now we only used three points of strength, now, bear all our strength. "

A strong momentum erupted from all the saints, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the situation changed.

Everyone in the human race in Tongguan City changed their expressions.

"You, when we are humans, are you frightened?"

Mi Ziwen's expression was calm, and he said calmly, "After today, you will always remember that the ancestral human race, you will never be destroyed!"

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