: Bacchus Parting Gift

Before he turned his head, he felt a tearing pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw a sharp point of the sword exposed.
The purple god's blood dripped with the sword.
Before he took any action, he saw an extremely sharp law surging out of the sword.
Separate it from the middle, and tear it in half thoroughly.
In an instant, a strong disappeared, turning into a spot of light and completely dissipating in the starry sky.
When the monks on the two spirit boats saw this, they cheered.
Then he quickly converged his mind and controlled the spirit boat to help the rest of the spirit boat fight against the wanderers.
At this moment, there was a vision in the starry sky.
In the starry sky not far away, a Western holding a spear alone stopped a wanderer.
Western gods are so powerful, even if the wanderer who is much stronger than him in front of him, he still takes the initiative and attacked with all his strength.
It's just that the strength of the two is very different, even if this person is brave, he is also crucified to death in the stars by the wanderer in front of him.
The body fell on the starry sky barrier, and his chest was nailed into the crack by his spear.
God's blood is spilled.
There was a rain of blood in the realm, this was the first to fall in this realm.
Within the world, in chaos.
A purple figure suspended in the chaos, looking at the corpse of the nailed in the crack, a look of regret flashed in his eyes.
Then, he raised his hand and waved lightly.
I saw the corpse of the slowly dissipating, turning into a spot of light and completely merging into the barriers of the world, with a trace of true spirit flying out.
Was gathered up by the incarnation of Heaven.
The way of heaven nowadays is no longer the way of heaven when this realm was prosperous. It can't reach outside the realm, and can only forcibly stabilize the world barrier as the last barrier in this realm.
After that died, it seemed to be lit to the fuse.
The gods of the East and the West began to fall.
One, two, three...
There are more and more fallen gods, and fewer and fewer spirit boats in the starry sky.
Even if these spirit boats are controlled by a half-step god, most of them are still two or three spirit boats to fight against a wanderer, but the power gap between the two is far from being able to make up for the number.
Many of the spirit boats, when they are on the verge of destruction, the monks on them will choose to burn their lives and force them into the body of the person at the helm.
With a half-step from the origin of the gods, the wanderers face-to-face.
In the starry sky, countless flaming spirit boats galloped, greeted the enemy head-on, and broke apart in the starry sky.
Burn the last trace of energy, and severely damage the wanderers who invaded this world.
There are tragic songs in the circle.
Hong Yun wandered in the battlefield, since he agreed to the heavenly way of this world, he must make an all-out effort in exchange for the hope of his promotion.
This is a mutually exploited transaction.
But when Hongyun saw that these monks were working hard for the world behind him, a touch of regret suddenly rose in his heart.
In the battlefield, hiding his figure came behind a seriously injured wanderer.
Suddenly swung his sword, and one sword took its first level.
In the starry sky, there were once again wanderers who died, turning them into rules to make up for the starry sky here.
After the wanderer died this time, finally most of the wanderers in the field noticed the red cloud, except for fighting with the gods in front of them.
More of it was a sneak attack behind Hongyun in the dark.
For a time, each was a lot more careful, and the casualties of both sides were also reduced a lot, making Hongyun an opportunity to take action that was not for a while.
Suddenly, there was a burst of wine in the starry sky.
Hong Yun raised his hand and looked at it, wherever the fragrance of wine spread, all the monks in this realm were excited and their combat power surged.
I saw in the distant starry sky, Dionysus, with a big belly, picked up the flask and poured a sip of wine, then sprayed it at the wanderer in front of him.
In an instant, the liquor turned into a terrifying flame in the starry sky.
Go straight to the front door of the wanderer.
The flame burned, directly driving it back, and even the burning mana gradually melted.
Dionysus showed a rare wild smile on his face, and said, "The gods all over the world know that I, Dionysus, is the weakest in this world. I only know how to study wine, but this seat can also Tushen."
The voice resounded across the starry sky, and countless gods looked distracted.
I saw Dionysus throwing the flask up in his hand, and in an instant, this Lingbao-level flask suddenly shattered.
Among them, the wine turns into a rushing river, surrounding the stars.
Watered down at Dionysus.
At this moment, a strong aroma of wine appeared in the starry sky again.
Dionysus' body was irrigated arbitrarily, but in the next moment there was mist rising, making his body red.
And those drinks that have not dissipated are distributed throughout the starry sky battlefield.
Assigned to every spirit boat, every god.
The moment the drink came, the mana in everyone's body skyrocketed by 30%, and the laws were fully integrated.
Even Hong Yun's cultivation base has a significant increase.
The servant Phidia that Hongyun first encountered was also currently manipulating a spirit boat, and felt the increase in mana in his body at this moment.
His complexion changed.
Then he turned his head to look at Dionysus, who was wary of war, with a look of shock in his eyes.
He never thought that the weakest in Olympus that he looked down upon, and the most intoxicated in pleasure.
At this moment, he would even delve into such terrifying drinks.
Dionysus looked at the red cloud that was stopped by a wanderer, and laughed loudly: "Oriental God, thank you for the fairy wine, otherwise I really won't be able to complete the last step."
Upon hearing this, Hong Yun swung his sword to repel the wanderer in front of him, with a smile on his face.
He took a sip of the drink presented by Dionysus and expressed his regret.
Upon seeing this, Dionysus laughed wildly, and then whispered: "It's really an interesting Eastern God, but it's a pity, our friends only did this for a while."
When the voice fell, I saw the wanderers in front of him attack.
Dionysus laughed wildly and directly greeted him. The broken hip flask in the starry sky gradually condensed into a sharp spear in his hand.
When Zeus and others saw this, they couldn't help being stunned.
When Dionysus refined his weapon and spear into a hip flask, he was condemned by everyone on Olympus.
They didn't expect that the spear of Bacchus never disappeared.
Just changed to another way to accompany.
Dionysus's complexion turned red, his men attacked more and more fiercely and terribly, and the Rangers in front of him were retreating.
Originally Dionysus was weaker than this wanderer.
But at this moment, the combat power surged, and he was forced to press one end, and the back of the body swelled again. In the horrified eyes of the wanderer, the spear in his hand directly stabbed him to death.
After the wanderer's death, Dionysus's body was still growing uncontrollably, and cracks appeared in the flesh.
It was densely packed, like a doll about to break.
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