Chapter 1687 (2/2)

Wang Ying and Wei Le rose to the sky, holding on to song inkstone in the air.

”Didn't he encounter the secret method of backfire? How can I do it! ”

This idea was born of both the gods on the battlefield and those who continued to hide on one side.

”Don't continue?”

The gods hesitated.

”What are you afraid of? He must be in a very bad condition now, most of which has reached the point where the lights are running dry! ” There is a very certain way for the gods.

”Let's go! Don't give him a chance! I don't believe it. He can kill us all! ”

There is another spiritual way.

Then, all the forty-six spirits hidden in the dark flew out and fell into the surrounding void, forming an encirclement circle, which surrounded song Yan and others.

”Sorry, I'm afraid it's really over now. Why don't you go, boss?” Liu long said with a wry smile.

In his opinion, song Yan now has no spare power to fight with, depending on how they can be the opponent of 61 gods.

Song Yan didn't pay attention to him, but slowly swept the 61 gods around him and said: ”although I was backfired by the secret method, I could kill half of you three times before I died. If you withdraw now, the grudges between us will be eliminated.”

Hearing this, most of the gods changed their faces and became somewhat taboo in their hearts.

But someone said, ”you guys, this kid is just supporting us. Let's not be cheated by him. If we go back again, we will never be able to wash away our humiliation again!””Come here and see if I can kill you!”

Song Yan said to the God who spoke.

Hearing this, the God's face flashed hesitant: ”I, why should I listen to you!”

Song yantui, eyes flashed disdain: ”you don't say I'm strong support?”? In order to prove your judgment, shouldn't you come and try? In fact, you guessed it well. I'm really running out of gas. What if you could kill me? ”

”Brother Honghuang, why don't you try? Maybe this kid is really putting on airs! ” A deity suddenly opened his mouth, which was like falling into a well.

”Yes, brother Honghuang, you can try it. I don't think that kid has the strength to fight!” There was another God who said that a friend of the dead should not die. It would be better to let the Red Emperor lie in thunder first.

”You!”

The Red Emperor was almost enraged, but now, he has reached the point where he can't ride a tiger.

At the next moment, his hands held a magic spear.

”Death!”

Red Emperor swings a long gun as a big stick and smashes it at Song inkstone.

”Poof!”

In the twinkling of the sword light, the body of the Red Emperor was split into two parts, and the long gun, which was gathered by the magic power, disappeared with the smoke.

”Whoa, whoa!”

Song Yan even spits the blood of the mountain pass, but his face is more and more pale. He even has no strength to stand in the void. If Wang Ying and Wei Le didn't help him, he might have fallen into the sky.

”Cough!”

Song Yan coughed up blood and said to the remaining 60 gods: ”it seems that I overestimated myself. I have no strength to fight this time. Who will take my life?”

Song Yan's tone is very weak, but also a sincere.

But the gods didn't act rashly. What if this kid can still do it? Didn't you go up and die?

”What? Dare not do it, if you dare not do it, let's go! ” Song Yan said again, with a little more contempt on his face. Then he sat in the air and threw a pill into his mouth to regulate his breathing.

For a moment, the face of the gods became very ugly.

”What to do? Do you want to go on or go away? ”

After a while, one of the gods asked other gods.

[author's aside]: first of all, thank you for the great rewards from the four people in the tree root tea industry

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