1144: C1144 fixed day needle

C1144 fixed day needle

"Is it really Murong?" As the cold voice came out of Su Jue's mouth, everyone stared in shock and fear at the slowly turning Su Jue.

"Brat, if you know what's good for you, then hand your wife over. What do you want to do with a piece of broken iron?" Mu Rong Zhen said with a cold smile.

Su Jue supported Murong Qingcheng and smiled, "I've let you down."

"I'm fine." Unknowingly, Murong Qingcheng suddenly felt a sense of security as she looked at the rising Su Jue. Even if the one she was facing was Murong Zhen, who had stayed in the God Realm for many years, she wasn't afraid in the slightest.

"You're still playing with tenderness? Don't you know what time it is? Kill him!" Mu Rong Zhen laughed disdainfully as the three beside him attacked Su Jue.

Su Jue laughed indifferently, his fingers moved gently, and the iron rod suddenly rotated quickly, bringing up a storm that covered the sky, following that the storm turned white, and countless ice arrows shot out from within, the three of them were instantly penetrated by the ice swords, and then turned into the same three iron rods.

"What is this?"

Murong Zhen turned pale with fright. In the blink of an eye, three Gods died. He had never seen anything like this before.

"Buzz!"

The three iron rods suddenly grew in size, and then the sound of clashing weapons rang out nonstop. All sorts of weapons appeared, each of them incomparably ancient.

"The third form of the Nine Transformation Soldiers, Heavenly Storing Rod!"

Mu Rong Zhen took a few steps back and shouted, "Big brother, save me! Save me!"

He knew very well that amongst the Gods, the third form of the Nine Transformations was said to be invincible.

"I called for your big brother to save you, but it's too late!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless weapons flew out from the three iron rods, instantly forming a huge circular cage that trapped Murong Zhen in place.

"Brother!"

A figure from above quickly flew down, a stream of fire in his hand rushing towards the cage, but was suddenly annihilated by the frost power that appeared above the cage.

"frost power, how is this possible?"

In fact, Murong Yan already knew about it from his superior. He was a Highgod and wasn't really afraid of the fixed sky stick, but he didn't think that there would be a frost power up there.

"Save me, save me!"

The sound instantly stopped, and at the same time, the cage closed, forming a large metal rod. Mu Rong Zhen had already been completely turned into mincemeat.

"You want to become an iron rod too?" Su Jue turned his head to look at Murong Yan.

Murong Yan gnashed his teeth, and when his gaze swept across Murong Qingcheng, he frowned, "Traitor, so it's you."

Mu Rong Chu Xue's expression was cold as she said, "Murong Yan, don't say it's so nice. Your father only kept me because he was interested in my body. It's a pity that he was too smart and was tricked by me."

"Traitor, you're courting death."

With a loud shout from Murong Yan, he waved his hand and the flames in the sky started to rise up.

"Sky Fixation Needle!"

With a thought, the four iron rods combined into a thin long needle and flew into the sky. In an instant, the sky turned black, as if it had frozen. The needle began to spin crazily, and ice arrows rained down from the sky.

Murong Yan turned pale with fright and hurriedly flew up a few feet. What was strange was that these ice arrows were unable to reach the stairs.

"Brat, you have guts. Today, I won't tangle with you, but the second stage is the end of your life." With that, Murong Yan climbed up the stairs.

Compared to avenging Mu Rong Zhen, he was more inclined to go upwards.

"How's your injury?" Su Jue asked.

"It's fine, let's go up." Murong Qingcheng laughed.

Su Jue nodded, and brought Murong Qingcheng up the second flight of stairs.

Similar to before, the first half of the second step was a test of the body, and the second half was a test of the natural laws. However, this time, he couldn't gain enlightenment of the natural laws of the wood element.

However, because of this, his speed also increased a bit, and he almost reached the second stage with Murong Yan.

The second one was clearly a lot smaller than the first one. There were a few transparent balls surrounding it and inside the balls were God Equipment of different shapes and sizes.

"So many divine tools!" Murong Yan was a bit excited.

"Murong Yan, where's your younger brother?" A white-haired man asked with a smile.

"Dead." Murong Yan said.

"Dead? Who killed him?" The white-haired man frowned.

"Him!" Murong Yan pointed at Su Jue.

The white-haired man sized Su Jue up for a moment before he said: "My Ji family and your Murong family share the same aura, what do you think we should do?"

"Don't worry about him for now. If you take out the divine tool and obtain it, then kill him."

The two of them spoke fearlessly, completely disregarding Su Jue.

Su Jue did not care about the two anymore and only looked around. There were a total of ten balls, the westernmost three were already empty, and the left two was also empty. Now there were only five left.

"Of the remaining five divine artifacts, two are made from wood, one is metal, and two are from water. How are we going to split them?" Murong Yan looked at the surrounding people and said.

"The two from Flame Volcano and Karakorum Savant have already gone up. Right now, we only have five people who have the qualifications to receive divine tools. The three great families of Windstorm Star, the Icy Black Sea Goddess of the Central Region, and Brother Xiong Seventh of the Earth Demon Alliance." The white-haired youth laughed.

"What do you mean? Is my Golden-purple City not qualified to obtain a Divine Weapon?" A silver armored lady said coldly.

"The Golden-purple City is just a force in the lower energy region. What qualifications do you have to obtain a God Equipment?" The white-haired youth said disdainfully.

"Really? You're saying that my elder brother doesn't care about him?" The woman said as she waited for the youth to speak.

The white-haired youth curled his lips as his eyes flashed with fear.

The woman in front of him was none other than the sister Ye Wushuang who was at the peak of purple gold, Ye Wuqing. He didn't care about Ye Wushuang, but Ye Wuqing was indeed a Peerless God of War, and killing him would be as easy as crushing an ant.

"Cut the crap. Just get started."

The Icy Black Sea Goddess pointed to one of the spheres after he finished speaking.

The ball suddenly exploded and a white headband flew out. The Goddess happily held onto the headband.

"Although it's just a low-grade divine tool, it looks pretty good." After speaking, the Goddess tied her hair ribbon around her head.

The long ribbon of hair couldn't help but add a hint of holiness to the goddess.

"It's wood type. I want it." On the other side, a burly man smashed one of the balls and took something like a potato from it.

No one said anything. No one was willing to directly clash with a Highgod.

Soon there were only three balls left. At this time, the white-haired man walked towards one of them, "The remaining wood divine artifacts belong to me."2

"Humph, you want to rely on your ability?" Ye Wushuang immediately flew up to confront the white-haired man.

"Brother Murong stop him for me."

Murong Zhen nodded his head and looked at Ye Wushuang. At the same time, the white-haired man slapped the ball.

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