"It's you..."

Ning Tao's pupils shrank and he suddenly looked away.

Looking through the eyes, at the top of a building a few hundred meters away was the source of the terrifying aura, an old man in red robes.

Elder of Burning Flame Valley, Flame Thorn!

The expressions of Xia Mengfei and the beautiful woman also changed drastically. They were actually two gods. Something big was going to happen now...

In a high-rise building near Donghai Building, a room that can be seen on the roof is... Qingyang!

He is a back-up arranged by Xia Mengfei. If anything unexpected happens, he will notify Hongmeng immediately.

When he saw this scene, he immediately spread the news...

At the top of the building, Ning Tao sneered: "I didn't expect that your vampire clan could actually unite with the Kunlun world."

"Whoosh!"

The flame thorn came through the air and said ferociously: "Little brat, do you know that you have played a terrible trick on me, Fenyan Valley!"

"Jie Jie, as long as the purpose is the same, there is nothing we cannot unite with, even enemies," the Dark King smiled grimly.

Ning Tao narrowed his eyes and felt a little solemn in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "I advise you to leave. This is the East China Sea and China. I, the Hongmeng Divine Realm, will come to kill you at any time."

"At that time... none of you can leave!"

"That's right. I'm not afraid to tell you that Hongmeng and the Chinese military have been alerted. You just wait to be made dumplings," Xia Mengfei stood up and sneered.

Make dumplings...

Yan Ci sneered, but was not afraid at all.

The Dark King burst out with spiritual power and joked: "Instead of worrying about us, it's better to worry about yourselves."

"Your old acquaintances...can't wait..."

In the city, an old man of half a century who was painting on the street drew a white lotus with ease and strokes.

A large group of people soon gathered nearby, all marveling at the old man's painting skills. The lotus flower turned out to be so lifelike and vivid.

Suddenly, the old man raised his head and looked at a building, and when he stepped on it, he shot up into the sky.

A bunch of stunned people were left behind.

"God...god!"

And there is more than one scene like this.

Ning Tao turned his head in an instant and looked at the person approaching with an extremely ugly face, the lotus mark between his eyebrows flickering.

"White Lotus Sect, Deputy Leader Lin!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, another god suddenly rose up behind him, and another familiar aura locked onto him.

Ning Tao didn't turn around, his face gradually turned bitter, because he already knew who was coming just by his breath, the American God of War Team, Zhan Jiu!

The four great gods locked him tightly in four directions, and the terrifying power oppressed Ning Tao like a hurricane.

Xia Mengfei and the other four have pale faces and trembling bodies. Why is this happening? Why are these powerful forces here?

This is a game, a joint killing game!

Ning Tao's face was also extremely ugly, and he never expected this to happen.

For example, Yan Ci and Zhan Jiu had a huge feud with each other, and now they were actually targeting him.

"What a great trick, what a killing blow. Four dignified gods actually came to deal with me, a kid who is refining an infant. They are really thick-skinned," Ning Tao said sarcastically with a stern face.

"Jie Jie...!"

"It can only be said that you have offended too many enemies, which has led to the unity of our goals. Who can blame you," Deputy Leader Lin sneered.

Zhan Jiu stepped into the sky and said, "Boy, don't worry, there is another person I want you to get to know."

Um?

Just as Ning Tao was about to speak, he was suddenly locked tightly by a sharp sword, and there was actually a familiar force.

"This is……!"

Suddenly, I saw a middle-aged warrior with a gloomy face slowly walking out from the top of the building. He had a terrifying aura and a weapon in his hand that looked like a sword but not a sword. His whole body exuded sharpness.

"You are Ning Tao!"

The warrior's hoarse voice came, and Ning Tao's face turned pale. Judging from this aura, it seemed that this person was also a god.

But he has never seen this person?

He immediately suppressed his fear and said bravely: "This junior is Ning Tao. I don't know who my senior is, but you must not be taken advantage of or trust others."

"Hmph, you are such a sharp-tongued brat. You have turned our island country upside down. You have killed my disciples, destroyed my ninja world, and destroyed my homeland. You will be killed today."

The middle-aged warrior gritted his teeth and touched the hilt of his sword.

Ning Tao's face was horrified, his whole body tensed up at this moment, and his heart in his throat fell into the ice valley.

I’m afraid I can’t escape this disaster today!

"Jie Jie, I would like to mercifully remind you that this person is the last sword master of the island country, Watanabe Musashi!"

Zhan Jiu's face was full of wild laughter.

"Canglang!"

At this moment, the warrior drew his sword and rushed towards him, like a fleeting stream of light, with murderous intent.

Ning Tao's eyelids were twitching wildly and his eyes were about to burst. While raising his gun to meet the enemy, only one thought flashed through his mind. Leave Sister Xia as far away as possible!

"Dang...boom!"

A majestic force was released, the entire Donghai Building trembled, and cracks appeared on the roof.

He sighed quietly towards the sun and hid quietly.

"Ninja method, Beiting cuts with one sword!"

A stunning sword light suddenly swung at an extremely fast speed, like a waning moon cutting through the space.

"boom!"

Ning Tao only felt that there was a huge force on the gun, his face suddenly turned red, and he almost tried his best to resist with red eyes.

But the strength of the middle-aged warrior was too terrifying. He must at least have the strength of the third level of the peak of the divine realm. He was not comparable to the weak Poison King. As soon as they fought, he was suppressed to death.

"Broken...boom!"

With a roar, Ning Tao was instantly knocked down to the next floor.

"No...don't!"

Xia Mengfei shouted in fear, but was held tightly by the beautiful woman. They could never get close to her during this battle.

Seemingly attracted by the scream, Yan Ci slowly turned his gaze, and a ferocious look appeared on his old face. Anyone who had anything to do with that little brat would be killed.

"Three Styles of Burning Flame, Burning Flame Palm!"

A huge fiery red palm print was slapped away hard.

Xia Mengfei burst into tears and didn't realize it, but the three beautiful women's expressions changed drastically and they couldn't bear it at all.

"Hmph, bloody palm!"

A huge dark red palm print sniped across the sky.

"boom……!"

The terrifying strong wind dispersed, but Elder Yanshen's face sank, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the Dark King opposite.

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, I just made an oath in excitement. It wouldn't be good if you kill her in front of me."

The Dark King's mouth twitched and he said indifferently.

After hearing this, Yan Ci looked at him deeply, and the fiery red light on his body flickered on and off, as if he was hesitating.

Finally, he snorted coldly and rushed towards Ning Tao who ran to another building. The majestic power gathered in one point.

"Three Burning Styles, Burning Finger!"

"Fighting method, air cannon!"

Two competing attacks instantly hit Ning Tao, who immediately vomited blood and fell into a floor of the building.

"Bang bang...ahh!"

The sky was full of broken glass and the workers who were busy on this floor were screaming loudly, and it was a mess in an instant.
Chapter completed!