Looking at the melee of the gods in the distance, Yang Ming's expression was a little solemn.

I have to say that the remaining heroic spirits are exceptionally powerful existences.

Odin, the old opponent, not to mention, can easily drop a million voltaires, and looking at his relaxed appearance, it is not at all like he said that he has used his full strength, obviously still retains some strength, obviously secretly wary of the two allies of the desert god of death, Anubis and Sirius, to avoid backstabping.

The record of Anubis the desert god of death is also quite amazing, before he only summoned a thousand death guards to row and fish, so that Yang Ming subconsciously ignored the existence of this person, and in the myths and legends of that year, it was also a powerful god not inferior to Odin.

In particular, the scepter of death in his hand is probably an incomparably powerful treasure, and the ability to ignore all defenses and self-healing abilities and turn all the parts touched into gravel is obviously Yang Ming's nemesis.

Once Yang Ming faced the desert god of death Anubis, the SSS-level skill Luohan Golden Body that he had always been proud of in the past, the golden quality equipment was far away in the ideal town, and even the complete body suzabe summoned by the king-level skill Reincarnation Eye was not his opponent.

But this guy is extremely cunning, and he has been hiding it before, obviously with some purpose.

If it weren't for the increasing pressure from the Cthulhu projection, forcing Anubis to expose a hole card in advance, if Yang Ming thought he was weak and could be bullied, and he was killed first, he would immediately be pitted to death!

"Gee!"

Yang Ming was secretly surprised in his heart.

"These old immortal things are really more cunning than one!"

"Don't look at Odin's emergency situation, but he has always retained three points of strength, and Anubis, the desert god of death who has been paddling in the water, with a scepter of death, is enough to give anyone a headache."

Yang Ming's eyes fell from the scepter in Anubis's hand to the scale held by his other hand, and he secretly thought in his heart, I am afraid that this is not inferior to the treasure of the scepter of death, I don't know what effect it will have.

Thinking about it like this, Yang Ming was even less anxious.

At the moment, the Cthulhu projection attack is aggressive, forcing the three heroic spirits of Odin, Anubis, and Sirius to constantly pull out their hole cards, and the situation is becoming more and more inventive, allowing Yang Ming to analyze their strengths and weaknesses.

There is no doubt that Odin and Sirius seem to be powerful, but as long as they can't break through the absolute defense of the distant ideal town, Yang Ming can be invincible.

The problem lies with Anubis.

The scepter of death in his hand can be called Yang Ming's nemesis.

"We must find an opportunity to plot Anubis and destroy him first!"

Yang Ming's abacus crackled in his heart.

While the Odin Alliance was struggling to resist the Cthulhu projection, the corner of his eye glanced at Yang Ming so at ease, and a nameless fire suddenly burned in his heart.

Why are we fighting to the death in front, and you are happy in the back?

It's not fair!

After Odin flickered for a moment, he began to consciously or unintentionally pull an octopus tentacle and move in the direction of Yang Ming.

Odin's movements are very obscure, but he can't hide the two heroic spirits of Anubis and Sirius.

They are always on guard against Odin's change, and when they see Odin's approach, they still don't understand the other party's intentions, they clearly want to lead the water to the east, or even pull Yang Ming into the water!

Don't you want the mantis to catch the cicada yellow finch in the back?

Wouldn't it be nice to turn you into a praying mantis too?

Anubis and Sirius looked at each other, and they also had a tacit understanding between each other, and the octopus tentacles they were dealing with were also dragged towards Yang Ming.

"Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! "

The ground violently shook, this kind of tremor from far and near, like thousands of troops trampling on the earth, giving people an inexplicable sense of shock.

Where the octopus tentacles between the two straddling heavens and the earth passed, large buildings collapsed, and clouds of smoke swept the earth.

I am afraid that after this battle, the entire Fuyuki City will turn into a wreckage and ruins and become the world's headlines.

The small movements of Odin and his group of heroic spirits fell in Yang Ming's eyes one by one.

"These cunning old things!"

Yang Mingteng stood up, held the imperial lord Princess Yuansaka Lan in his arms, and turned around and ran without hesitation.

Just kidding, why should he deal with the Cthulhu projection?

Besides, the three heroic spirits of Odin, Anubis, and Sirius are obviously not good stubble, and with insidious purposes, Yang Ming is even more unlikely to be tricked.

With Yang Ming's current strength, running with a woman in his arms will not bring him much weight at all, and he can still walk like a fly, perform light skills, and white clouds rise under his feet, but he also looks handsome and light.

Seeing that his intentions were exposed, Odin's face sank.

"Thunder, follow my orders!"

Odin raised the Eternal Spear in his hand, the tip of which pointed straight into the sky.

"Boom! Thundered! Thundered! "

Between the black-pressed clouds, the miserable white thunder light flickered continuously, and there was a suppressed thunderous sound.

Immediately afterwards, bucket-thick thunder fell from the sky, they did not have the slightest target, but simply covered half of Fuyuki City, allowing these thunders to fall with a bang and randomly fall on the ground.

Powerful thunder slammed on the buildings, a large number of earth and rocks shattered, high-rise buildings crumbled, and finally collapsed under the force majeure factor.

Yang Ming stopped suddenly, his gaze fell on the ruins of the building in front of him, and he was speechless for a while.

"This damn Odin, in order to prevent me from escaping from Fuyuki City, actually engaged in this set?"

"In that case, then don't blame me for being unkind to you!"

Yang Ming no longer chooses to watch the play.

He first put down the imperial lord Enzaka Lan in his arms, instructed her to run as far as she could, and after protecting her own safety, he took out one recovery potion after another from the space bag to replenish her physical strength and mana to prepare for the next big battle.

After making sufficient preparations, Yang Ming resolutely returned to the battlefield.

Purple flame clothes burned on his body, and oozing bones emerged, piecing together one by one into giant skeleton shelves, Sen Ran's skull eyes burning purple flames, fiercely standing up, along with Yang Ming's continuous consumption of mana points, its empty skull rack was constantly filled with flesh and blood, and finally covered with a solid layer of samurai armor.

The hundred-zhang-tall purple giant stood between heaven and earth, wearing a tengu mask on the two faces on the front and back of his head, faintly able to see two pairs of pupils burning purple flames, holding a giant katana of more than 100 meters in both hands, and his wings behind him spread out and fluttered his wings, carrying Yang Ming to the sky together.

"If you want to fight, I will fight!"

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