Myth Invasion: I Killed Gods on Earth

But at this moment,

They felt an invincible power, as if endless power gushed out from their bodies!

Behind them is Daxia!

That piece of land, those 14 million compatriots, even here, still stand behind them and fight together!

No one can understand the feeling when facing the god of death, when one by one compatriots suddenly rush out from behind, and one after another red flags are flying!

This is support through life and death!

But there are Heroic Spirits who feel something is wrong...

"Damn, how can there be reinforcements here..."

"Don't they also..."

The political commissar seemed to gain strength, and with a ferocious expression, he kicked away the two gods of death who were holding him down, and stood on the battlefield and shouted: "Don't worry about so much, let's jointly attack the Temple of Death!"

"Brothers, reinforcements are coming!"

"The charge horn is blowing, follow me!"

"Down with the Temple of Death, we can all be resurrected!"

"Down with the evil Temple of Death, our army will surely win!"

The political commissar swung a snatched death scythe, and chopped a death back several meters!

at the same time.

"boom!"

A golden light blasted out from the opened road to the other shore!

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha's chant resounded through the room.

The two gods of death who were holding down a heroic spirit and dragging the heroic spirit into the death temple turned their heads to look. Before they could see it clearly, they saw a huge, golden fist slamming down!

"boom!"

That golden light went all the way, directly passing through the Death God team, hitting countless Death Gods all the way, and knocked down all the Death Gods who dragged the heroic spirits to the Death Temple!

"A monk!" The other gods of death were all taken aback.

In the golden light, stood a monk impressively.

Have mercy on Guru!

Although the body of the soul has become extremely dark, the golden glow is dazzling, surrounded by the "d" seal, and lotuses grow under the feet.

Behind him, the phantom of Crouching Tiger Arhat slowly revealed.

A god of death who was knocked down looked at the monk in disbelief, his dry voice trembling involuntarily: "How could he have such strength, he is already dead!"

died!

It stands to reason that once dead, even if he was a god, even Zeus, the king of gods, after death, he is only a soul body, which is not fundamentally different from the soul of an ordinary person, at most it is only a little stronger.

What kind of divine power, what kind of demon power, what kind of power of ghosts and gods, once dead, will disappear, and they will not be brought to the other shore!

But why is this monk...

Surrounded by that golden light, those gods of death who guarded the temple actually felt a sense of melting!

"It's the power of wish!" A shrine guardian god of death shouted in horror: "This guy...before he died, he had a great wish in his heart!"

ambition!

What is the ambition?

Vow to become a Buddha!

The compassionate master who died protecting Bai Qi was only half a step away from beheading Klein before he died, and only half a step away from achieving the golden body and stepping into the Buddha!

"Amitabha."

Compassionate master looked around, and immediately understood the situation of the battle, grinning, "It's time for dawn in this hell!"

Behind him, countless soldiers charged in roaring!

"Liberate hell!"

"Brothers, support your brothers!"

"Taking here!"

"We're dead anyway, and they can't kill us again, it's over!"

A god of death looked angry, and the divine power of death burst out, surrounded by dancing black flames.

The palm of the skeleton holding the sickle was trembling, and his dry voice was full of anger: "This is the Temple of Death, and we are the gods of death who follow the rules of life and death. You ordinary people, how dare you..."

"Damn it, I was afraid of your god of death when I was alive, but now that you are dead, I don't care if your god of death is a chicken feather!" A soldier rushed at a god of death fiercely, and slapped the god of death directly: "Speak softly! Salute!"

"Snapped!"

"Stinky boy!" The god of death was taken aback for a moment, then raised his sickle and was about to chop it down!

But the next moment.

The Grim Reaper froze for a moment, and looked at Kong Kong's hands.

There is only one thought in my brain - where is my sickle!

I am such a big scythe!

Just at the moment just now, several Great Xia Heroic Spirits have skillfully taken away for him...

Before the god of death could react from his confusion, the two Great Xia Heroic Spirits directly knocked him down to the ground, and captured him with a skillful move, directly pinning his hands to the ground so that he could not move.

Then skillfully tore the death god's black robe into ropes, and bound the death god.

"Be honest, now you are a prisoner of Da Xia!"

"As long as you are honest, I will treat the prisoners preferentially!"

The Grim Reaper, who was still struggling, looked at the fists raised by the two fighters, remained silent for a long time, and stopped moving...

These heroic spirits rushing out together with compassion are like wild wolves, displaying all the fighting skills and grappling skills trained during their lifetime. When they see a god of death, they will howl and pounce on them!

Each of them looks like a madman, full of fighting spirit!

Facing the god of death, there is no fear at all!

"Little human dead souls, dare to mess with my temple..." A god of death raised his sickle and swept across.

But he was caught by two Great Xia Heroic Spirits with a sneer, and disarmed with one move: "Bring it to you!"

For a moment, countless gods of death were knocked down by these heroic spirits who suddenly appeared from behind, took away their weapons, and tied them to the ground.

Even the heroic spirit who was an officer in his lifetime served as the commander, standing on a high place, and shouted: "The brothers who died in the No. [-] battle area, fight head-on, and rescue the besieged brothers!"

"Brothers who died in battle area No. [-], attack the left wing and outflank!"

"Brothers who died in battle area No. [-], outflank the right wing! Relieve the pressure on the brothers who are surrounded!"

"Brothers killed in battle area No. [-], make a big detour to the left and cut their back!"

"The brothers who died in battle area No. [-], cooperate with the brothers who died in battle area No. [-], and help them block the god of death who came to support them!"

"Surround these gods of death that surround our brothers, carry out anti-encirclement, and strive for complete annihilation!"

"Compassionate master, please lead the team to break through, and cooperate with the brothers inside to break through!"

"Brothers inside, gather all your strength to break through our encirclement! Join forces inside and outside, gather in one place, and then attack the Temple of Death!"

Although there is no radio command system here, there is actually a communication soldier beside the commander waving two flags and making semaphore...

The combat literacy is displayed instantly, and the combat ability and tactics that are trained on weekdays are all revealed at this moment!

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"Amitabha, what I have cultivated all my life in Buddhism is that if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell!"

"Now, I'm finally here..." The compassionate master grinned, wrapped in a Buddha's light, and took the lead in charging to rescue the brothers who were surrounded by the death gods who guarded the temple!

Wherever he passed, those gods of death guarding the temple were all knocked away by the Buddha's light!

For a while, the Temple of Death, which had been quiet for a long time and surpassed all worlds, fell into chaos!

"Damn, these people are crazy!"

"They actually want to surround us?"

"Why do they have this kind of fighting literacy! This also brings command operations!"

The gods of death guarding the palace looked in astonishment.

Relying on their numerical advantage, they had the upper hand and almost surrounded those heroic spirits.

As a result, at this critical juncture, this group of heroic spirits charged from behind screaming, with extremely high tactical literacy, and directly surrounded them...

At this moment, it was these gods of death who were surrounded!

There are Great Xia Heroic Spirits inside, and there are Great Xia Heroic Spirits outside!

"rush out!"

"If we are surrounded by them, then we gods of death are really ashamed!"

The Guardian Reapers have never experienced such a situation.

You know, this is the Temple of Death!

Generally speaking, when the soul comes here, no matter whether it is willing or not, it will let go of the obsessions in life, enter reincarnation, and start again.

Even if there is occasional reluctance, the gods of death can solve it.

They have also accepted a lot of Daxia's souls before, but to be honest, they are all quite cooperative.

But let’s not talk about the large number of these heroic spirits. They still don’t want to reincarnate again. They just want to be resurrected and return to Great Xia immediately, otherwise don’t talk about it!

The key is to know tactics and have a strong fighting ability!

This made the Guardian Death God unable to adapt at all...

"Don't let them complete the siege!" The leading guard Reaper shouted: "Rush out!"

To tell the truth, this God of Death, the guardian of the temple, has an extremely complicated heart.

I didn't expect that as a god of death, I would want to rush out of the encirclement in this plane of the death temple...

But now I can't control that much!

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will be captured!

But that monk has already entered the flock like a tiger, surrounded by Buddha's light, his cassocks are hunting, he is almost a little death with a punch!

Extremely mighty!

"Stop that monk first!" Shouted the leader of the temple guard Death God.

Immediately, hundreds of death gods rushed up against the Buddha's light, and hugged the compassionate master desperately!

"Damn it, monk, where do you think this is!" A god of death who guarded the temple hugged the compassionate master tightly, and shouted: "Your previous hells, the batch of Buddhas you used to master the rules of life and death, have been taken away by us... ..."

"Where is your Buddha now!"

The compassionate master looked at him with serious eyes.

In other words, through these gods of death, he looked at those warriors who were in hell but were still unyielding and still fighting for Great Xia!

Master Compassion murmured in a low voice: "Where is the Buddha?"

But no one responded.

The Buddha should not.

Buddha is not there.

"My Buddha of Great Xia may be asleep, or may be killed by you." The compassionate master said slowly: "But, my Buddha of Great Xia will never be extinct!"

"Buddha, in my heart!"