Reborn, being taken care of by the enemy Empress blocking the resurrection point

Gao Yunjing immediately put away the sniper rifle in his hand, picked up his long gun, and rushed into the smoke.

Gods can deprive each other of power. Wan Wenxiu is the highest divine attendant of Yudu walking in the world. In other words, Wanwenxiu and Yudu are one.

Therefore, Wan Wenxiu can also deprive He Moyan of his power.

Gao Yunjing doesn't want this kind of thing to happen. Wan Wenxiu is his most terrifying enemy no matter what.

If he hadn't known that he couldn't kill Yu Du under his desperate protection, Gao Yunjing would have wanted to shoot Wan Wenxiu in the head.

After passing through the layers of dust, Gao Yunjing finally arrived in front of He Moyan. This formerly aloof god was lying on the ground with his pupils dilated.

No nonsense, Gao Yunjing directly pressed his hand on He Moyan. Since he couldn't get his power immediately, he came to take it away in person!

Just when he pressed his hand, a black shadow instantly broke through the layers of dust and fog, and its long and sharp claws pierced Gao Yunjing!

"Sneak attacks are not martial arts!" Gao Yunjing's long voice seemed to carry the magic power to control the world, and the black figure was stopped abruptly on the ground.

"Mind power?"

Wan Wenxiu's voice was like gold and jade, sounding as clear and crisp as a clear spring in the mountains in the morning.

Gao Yunjing focused on himself and devoured He Moyan's authority with all his strength, and said without looking back: "Stay there quietly. With Him protecting me, I can't kill you."

"But if you insist on giving it a try." Gao Yunjing seemed to be teasing someone on purpose, but suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

It wasn't until a long while later that Youyou said with a serious tone: "I don't mind leaving you with some memories that will last a lifetime."

"I don't think so." Wan Wenxiu's originally stiff body started to move under the suppression of Gao Yunjing's telepathy.

Step by step, he walked up to He Moyan, squatted down and looked at Gao Yunjing, grinning, "It's not kind to let people work for free."

Then a white and slender hand covered He Moyan's body.

The black color spread quickly on He Moyan's body as if there was intelligence.

"Don't touch things that shouldn't be touched!" Gao Yunjing took out the folding knife from his body with his right hand and flew towards Wan Wenxiu.

The folding knife cut through the air, but only slightly penetrated the flesh of Wan Wenxiu's chest. A small amount of blood slowly seeped around, like a blooming peony.

"Does this power belong to you?" He Moyan, who had been lying on the ground like a corpse, slowly opened his eyes.

Those are a pair of eyes that have no characteristics but can make people feel noble.

Upon seeing this, Gao Yunjing immediately reached out and pulled out the folding knife from Wan Wenxiu's chest, turned around and stabbed He Moyan's pipa bone.

Wan Wenxiu also had no nonsense. He raised his unfettered hand and pinned He Moyan in place with his long and sharp claws.

"It's quite cruel." Facing the two consecutive heavy blows, He Moyan's reaction was surprisingly dull, and he just sighed lightly.

Turning his head to look at Wan Wenxiu, whose appearance had completely changed from his original appearance, he still couldn't hide the ridicule and sarcasm in his tone.

"Do you really not know your own destiny? It's just a period of burning yourself. Everything in the end is not yours."

"It doesn't matter, just finish what you should do." Wan Wenxiu's reaction to He Moyan's strange words was quite dull.

"Really? There's really nothing to care about?"

"Yes, but you can do it when you have the power. What does everything after that have to do with me?"

"I'm afraid you can't do anything."

He Moyan turned his right camera towards Gao Yunjing and said, "Don't waste your efforts. I'm resisting with all my strength. Even the two of you can't try to deprive me of my authority in a short period of time."

"Oh, I know."

The next second, a gun was pressed against He Moyan's forehead, followed by continuous gunshots.

He Moyan's head was blown off time and time again, and because two people were suppressing him with all their strength, He Moyan's body was unable to turn into the wind and disappear.

Gao Yunjing didn't just pick one place to shoot, he basically fired one shot and changed the place, but one shot every two shots would blow the Fengshen's head again.

It's just that this process pitied the formerly aloof God of Winds. It was the god's powerful power that kept him from death.

But the genes belonging to humans were intruding on him, making him in a desperate state and unable to resist.

When all the bullets in the magazine were emptied, Gao Yunjing threw the pistol at Wan Wenxiu indifferently.

"Bang!" Wan Wenxiu's head was hit to the side with a muffled sound. He raised his head and glared at Gao Yunjing, asking: "Why don't you want to deprive the God of Wind of his power?"

"Then just do it!" After saying that, he showed a perverted and obscene smile that was completely inconsistent with his appearance.

"As soon as you and I let go, He Moyan will be free."

"Sir, you don't want Fengshen to be free, so you just want to kill you and me, right?"

"Get rid of your damn island accent!"

"What's so funny about you?" He Moyan's head was reassembled at this moment, "Do you think you are still completely yourself?"

"As your power continues to increase and the number of weak gods you hunt increases, do you feel like you are often in a trance?"

Gao Yunjing remained calm on the surface, but his hands clenched unconsciously.

Because He Moyan was indeed right, this is the situation he often encounters now.

"Boy, I advise you to stop, otherwise you won't even know who you are in the end."

"I don't know." Gao Yunjing's gloomy eyes fell on He Moyan, "But you will definitely die."

The tone was very calm, as if he was telling an irrefutable fact.

"Do you think I am like a piece of fish on the chopping board now?"

"if not?"

"Gao Yunjing, you killed my child, and your ancestor killed my wife. Do you think I will not settle this debt?"

Gao Yunjing's body instinctively became alert, and he had a bad premonition. His tone was cold and tough, "What are you going to do!?"

It's a pity that no words can respond to him anymore, because what responds to him is a light that is so bright that it cannot be expressed in words.

The strong wind was completely out of control, even if it only caused pain that could not be scratched on the bones, the terrifying thunder made the hair on their bodies stand on end.

However, Gao Yunjing and Wan Wenxiu were greedy and did not want to give up Fengshen's final authority, and were still scrambling to devour it.

The two of them stood in the strong wind, the strong skin and flesh on their bodies gradually peeling off layer by layer, and they were covered with blood.

In the end, the two of them were completely overturned by a strong air current.

Gao Yunjing's whole body was hit hard against the stone wall, his arms tightly protecting his head. The terrifying strong wind directly turned the stone into fine powder and embedded it on the two people's bodies.

The violent thunder turned all the exposed flesh and blood to black.

After lasting for ten minutes, this shocking force finally subsided.

Gao Yunjing's movements were extremely stiff, and the powder from the stone had solidified his body like a thick layer of plaster.

He reluctantly opened his arms and suddenly grinned.

A wisp of cyan wind swirled around his hand, which was the original wind in the world.

A symbol of authority belonging to the wind god He Moyan.