For the Nine Nether Xu God, a drop of divine liquid is far more important than He Wuhen’s life.

In fact, it is the same for He Wuhen.

Killing Jiuyou Xu Shen is something that will never be able to escape sooner or later, but if you miss this drop of divine liquid, you have to wait another year.

For him, time is very precious, and it is shameful to waste one more year.

Jiuyouxu Shen ran away, and He Wuhen and Yue Ling also chased after him.

Not long after, everyone came to the top of the mountain.

At this time, the gates to the sky on the top of the mountain were already in chaos.

The overwhelming rain of fortune has long ended.

The Gate of Ascending Heaven has returned to its original state, exuding a vicissitudes and majestic aura, and remains unmoved.

There is no essence of Taoism flying out of the door. Of course, the emperors present are not surprised by the essence of Taoism.

Hundreds of people were fighting and fighting, snatching the only drop of divine liquid.

The light of many powerful Heavenly Emperors was blooming, shaking the earth, and violent energy continued to burst into the surroundings.

But no one could see that dripping divine liquid was taken away by someone.

After the Jiuyou Xu Shen rushed into the battlefield, he did not rush to take action. He searched for the whereabouts of other Xu Shens with a gloomy face.

His idea was very simple. He didn't have to deliberately go where the drop of divine liquid was, he just needed to find a few other virtual gods.

Anyway, those virtual gods are all good people who don’t see rabbits or eagles, and they will definitely take action after seeing the divine liquid.

After He Wuhen and Yue Ling rushed to the top of the mountain, they did not join the battle group and hid behind the camp palace of Jiuyou Xu Shen to observe the situation in the field.

Xiao Maoqiu looked at the fierce battle battlefield, eager to try, and asked He Wuhen anxiously: "Boss, why are we hiding here? Hurry up and kill people and grab the magic liquid."

The two spiritual masters, Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian, also said: "Master, this chaotic situation is more conducive to our assassination and sneak attack."

"If we take action indiscriminately, we can not only snatch the divine liquid, but also kill more heavenly emperors and eliminate enemies for our masters."

He Wuhen waved his hand and signaled everyone not to act rashly.

"You are stupid? Now that you are rushing into the battlefield, aren't you just cannon fodder? And you're besieged and killed by someone, you may not even see what the divine liquid looks like."

"Then let's stay here and watch? Then someone else will snatch the magic liquid away, and we are still watching the show." Xiao Maoqiu asked him in confusion.

"Nonsense." He Wuhen slapped it in the head, "Let's just stare at those virtual gods."

"They have been entrenched on the top of the mountain for many years. I don't know how many drops of divine liquid have been snatched, and they are all ghost spirits."

"You see, they haven't taken action yet. When they take action, we will naturally see the divine liquid."

After hearing his words, Yue Ling nodded in admiration, "Wuhen is right. Now he rushed into the battlefield to grab it, it's just a waste of effort. It's better to accumulate energy. When the divine liquid appears, then hit them unexpectedly."

Xiao Maoqiu stopped talking, showed a full of admiration and said to Yueling: "Wow, Sister Yueling is so wise. We all listen to Sister Yueling."

"Bang!"

He Wuhen slapped the little hairy racket away and cursed in anger, "Little Flatter."

Xiao Maoqiu got up from the ground, grimaced at him, and said angrily: "Hmph, the boss is so petty. Didn't he just flatter you?"

Yue Ling and the three spirit masters both chuckled, and He Wuhen glared at Xiao Maoqiu and ignored it.

Before we knew it, ten minutes passed.

In just a moment, the group of people fighting on the mountain killed several heavenly emperors and seriously injured more than twenty.

The eight virtual gods were still standing in the sky, overlooking the battlefield below, waiting for the opportunity to take action.

At this moment, a great Emperor of Heaven was besieged by many powerful men and suddenly exploded and died.

Then he heard a dull "bang", the middle-aged Emperor Tian's body exploded into a ball of blood, and blood and flesh splattered.

In the bloody rain, a ball of golden light the size of a walnut flew out.

He Wuhen looked closely and saw that in the small golden ball of light, there was a drop of golden water, emitting dazzling golden light, waving with sacred power.

"It's indeed the divine liquid!"

He is not unfamiliar with things like divine liquid. He consumed a lot of cultivation every day in his previous life.

He Wuhen narrowed his eyes, and a strong desire flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't wait to get the drop of divine liquid.

But he didn't rush to take action because he knew that the eight virtual gods must be unable to hold back.

really!

When the divine liquid appeared in the world, dozens of the great emperors stopped fighting and rushed towards the divine liquid regardless of everything, trying to grab it.

Everyone's eyes were red, and they tried their best to break out with all their might, wielding swords to stop the others.

The dazzling light of the law shines through the entire mountain top.

In an instant, more than twenty unlucky emperors were seriously injured by others and fell to the ground with a scream.

As we saw that the other three great emperors were about to grab the drop of divine liquid that flew into the sky.

At this critical moment, a majestic angrily shouted.

"Get out of here!"

The giant hand that had been flashing with golden light suddenly fell from the sky, suppressed it with unparalleled power, and beat the three great emperors backwards.

Then, the giant golden hand wrapped the divine liquid and was about to take it into his pocket.

There is no doubt that this is a powerful Void God attack.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the sky, and saw the person who grabbed the divine liquid. It was Luoyu, the great god on the northern ridge!

Jun Luoyu is a handsome young man with a look of about thirties. He is wearing a sexy red robe and his waist-length hair is tied into a single ponytail hanging behind his head.

His whole temperament is both chic and cynical, and there is often a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

But everyone present knew that this great god was absolutely cruel and ruthless, and he had been cheated by several other great gods.

Seeing that Jun Luoyu grabbed the magic liquid and was about to take it into his pocket.

At this moment, a silver sword fell from the sky, bursting out dazzling silver sword light, instantly cutting off Jun Luoyu's golden hand.

With a "click", the golden giant hand shattered.

The drop of divine liquid also had spirituality, so it flew out and ran towards the sky.

The owner of the silver sword arrived, reached out and grabbed the divine liquid, and held it in his palm.

Everyone's eyes gathered on this person again.

Seeing that the person who took action was him, many emperors couldn't help but show a hint of fear in the eyes of them.

This person is Anqiye, who controls the Northeast ridge. He is also at the age of about thirty years old, with a handsome face and a clear outline.

But his temperament and expression were very cold, and no one had ever seen him laugh, as if he was a iceberg and he should not be close to him.

In He Wuhen's words, this guy is just a paralyzed face.

An Qiye's strength is almost equal to Jun Luoyu.

But he is an absolute cold-faced killing god. Before he became a Void God, he practiced extremely hard, being cruel to himself and even more cruel to the enemy.

All his enemies died under his sword, and none of them could leave behind a complete corpse.

An Qiye grabbed the magic liquid in one go, and he didn't even have the idea of ​​saying a word.

He even turned around and teleported towards the camp palace in the northeast without any hesitation.

As long as he returns to his camp palace, he will be safe and this drop of divine liquid will be saved.

Because the eight virtual gods have a common agreement.

Thousands of years ago, the rain of creation came. When the divine liquid just appeared in the Gate of Heaven, several virtual gods killed each other to death for a drop of divine liquid, and their vitality was greatly damaged.

Later, everyone discovered that divine liquid appeared almost every year. If they fought like this every year, they would die on the top of the mountain one year.

Several virtual gods discussed an agreement together in order to stabilize their dominance and reduce their fighting between them.

No matter who it is, if you can take it back to the palace in your camp after you grab the divine liquid, other virtual gods must stop and cannot snatch it.

Although Anqiye is only a short distance from his camp palace.

In normal times, he can reach it in one thought.

However, the other seven virtual gods had been on guard against this, releasing a vast and powerful divine power, blocking and suppressing the entire mountain peak.

Anqiye could not teleport at all, and could only fly, and his speed was outrageously slow.

He immediately burst out with powerful divine power and wanted to fly back to his camp with the help of the magical artifact sword in his hand.

However, the seven virtual gods took action at the same time, waved their fists and feet to exert their divine power, and enveloped him.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

A series of muffled sounds echoed on the top of the mountain.

An Qiye was immediately beaten by seven virtual gods, and his nose was bruised and his mouth was spurted with blood.
To be continued...