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Chapter 349

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The second golden-armored deity was even taller and mightier than the first. He was clad in heavy armor and had a round waist.

At first glance, it looked like a sphere, and the octagonal golden hammer in its hand was the size of a water tank. It charged at the evil spirit like a war chariot, and it was like a roaring war chariot, crushing everything in its path.

Dozens of evil spirits opened their bloody mouths and roared in unison. Their jagged fangs pulled out streams of saliva that dripped onto the ground. It sizzled like acid and gave rise to clouds of white smoke.

The golden-armored deity swung his arms, and the golden hammer buzzed as it sped up to the extreme. It flew out of his hand and turned into a golden meteor, crashing into the twisted face of an evil spirit. Another evil spirit disappeared, but even more evil spirits surged past the golden hammer that had fallen to the ground and charged at the golden-armored deity who had lost his weapon.

The golden-armored deity leaped into the air with an unbelievably light posture, like a dark cloud that had suddenly risen. He pounced at the group of evil spirits with the same posture as before.

Dong, a heavy sound rang out. The earth trembled and shockwaves spread in all directions.

The golden-armored deity directly crushed an evil spirit to death, but he was also surrounded by the evil spirits.

The golden-armored deity who had been circling in the sky for a long time descended from the sky. The golden dagger-axe in his hand drew a zigzag arc of light, passing through the heads, throats, claws, and chests, leaving behind a trail of blood. The five evil spirits howled and dissipated.

Then, he leaped into the air again, tossing aside the claws that were grabbing at him and waiting for the next opportunity.

This attack tore a gap in the impenetrable encirclement. The golden-armored deity on the ground rolled on the ground. He grabbed the handle of the hammer and stood up again. He raised the golden hammer with both hands and smashed it at the evil spirits that were charging at him.

Bang, the brains of the evil spirits burst out, turning into a wisp of red smoke and dissipating.

At this moment. An evil spirit pounced at him from behind, its mouth split open all the way to its ears. Its lower jaw was opened to an unbelievable extent, and its sword-like sharp teeth bit down on the golden-armored deity's neck armor.

Several of the teeth broke. But even more sharp teeth sank in with a corrosive sound.

The golden-armored deity spun on the spot, trying to shake off the sneak attacker on his back. The golden hammer in his hand danced like the wind, smashing away the ghosts that pounced on him like mad dogs. The golden armor on his body had many wounds, but he could not do anything to the evil ghosts on his back.

The golden-armored deities circling in the sky only dared to slay the evil spirits at the periphery and did not dare to enter the encirclement. Rescue a comrade. Otherwise, he would be grabbed by countless claws and torn apart the thin golden armor on his body.

At this time, a golden arrow the size of a spear spun and pierced through the evil spirit's eyes.

It left behind a golden trail and a fleeting spiral hole in the air. At the end of the hole and the trajectory was the third golden-armored deity. He was tall and had a quiver on his back. The bowstring of the golden bow in his hand was still trembling.

The stands were filled with cheers. The shouts stopped as they stared dumbfoundedly at the group of giants fighting each other.

Who would have thought that the school of Novels that they had ridiculed, the painter who only liked to draw beauties, actually had such terrifying strength?

Every single one of these evil ghosts had the power to kill an eighth or even ninth layer Qi Practitioner. Even Han Tieyi frowned slightly at their frenzied auras.

On the other side, the three golden-armored deities were even more powerful. Under Li Qingshan's precise control, they slayed the evil spirits and did not fall into a disadvantageous position.

This was no longer the kind of duel they had seen before. It was a real fight to the death. The Great Martial Arts Field had turned into a bloody battlefield.

Chu Tian was dumbfounded. His cultivation had improved greatly during this period of hard work, and he was prepared to duel with Li Qingshan again. However, the situation in front of him had dealt him a heavy blow. His chances of winning had not increased at all.

Han Qiongzhi clenched her fists and cheered loudly, breaking the silence. This was the man she had set her eyes on!

Wang Pushi shook his head lightly. He had not expected that even the techniques of the school of Novels could be used to such an extent in his hands. He was indeed worthy of Qiongzhi. Lord Gu's foresight was indeed outstanding!

Although Han Anjun did not say anything, he also revealed a satisfied expression. His talent for battle had been completely extended in small team battles, and he had almost perfect control of the battlefield.

Liu Changqing sighed softly. This was probably the generation with the most geniuses among the Hundred Schools of Thought! Even Hwa Seung-zan and Han Tieyi, the geniuses who had led the masses, were no longer special in front of them. Could it be that the world was about to fall into chaos, and that was why there were so many geniuses emerging?

Liu Chuanfeng did not care about his image as the head of the family. He opened his arms and cheered loudly. The spirit that had been suppressed for so many years had finally been released. Did you see that? This was the power of the school of Novels!

Then the One Thought master looked at Little Ann, but he did not see any excitement or excitement on her face at all, as if she was certain that victory would be his. She only held her cheek with one hand, gazing at him from afar among the thousands of people. Li Qingshan would smile at her from time to time as well, as if the intense battle before him was unable to divert his attention from her.

Recently, she had been looking for him less often, which gave the One Thought master some relief. But looking at it now, nothing had changed. He had finally confirmed that there was an invisible thread connecting them. This must be fate!

As her senior brother, he really did not have any confidence in guiding this talented junior sister who called herself One Will. His master had probably noticed this too, which was why he directly accepted her as his disciple. He would just leave everything up to fate!

Li Qingshan and Chu Danqing's gazes crossed the battlefield and met.

Li Qingshan's smile did not change. He was bullying Chu Danqing for not playing real-time strategy games with this battle. Of course, this was fundamentally different from games. However, he was not the same him from his past life either, but the battle-hardened Li Qingshan.

Chu Danqing, on the other hand, was rather frantic. His overall strength was clearly much greater than Li Qingshan's, yet all he could do was watch helplessly as the fiends were slain one by one. He was at a loss for what to do.

"Danqing, only by stabilizing your mind can you see the root of the problem!" Chu Shidao's voice rang out in Chu Danqing's head.

"The root of the problem?" Chu Danqing saw the young man in the straw hat with a single glance and came to a realisation. All of the armoured deities originated from him. As long as he defeated the young man, everything would naturally be resolved.

Chu Danqing waved his hand, and all the remaining fiends abandoned the armoured deities. They turned into a frenzied wave and rushed towards Ma Liang.

Although the three armoured deities had slain over twenty fiends through their ingenious teamwork, they were powerless to stop the rampaging army of fiends.

Li Qingshan stopped smiling. Have you finally realised it? That's my greatest weakness!

Although the divine brush was impressive, Ma Liang himself was just an ordinary young man. Furthermore, he was the most important medium. Once he was defeated, the armoured deities would immediately dissipate as well.

At that time, even if he could condense another one, would Chu Danqing still give Ma Liang the chance to paint? He would probably be killed the moment he appeared, wasting the power of wish for nothing.

At that time, the outcome of the battle would be decided.

What should he do? Create another armoured deity that used a shield? No, even if he could defend against it, Ma Liang would not have the time to paint a new painting. As for the Hell's Map opposite him, it was clear that it had not used its full strength yet.

The only thing he could do now was to fight attack with attack!

Ma Liang suddenly raised his brush and waved it wantonly in the air!

Streaks of black ink froze in the air. The power of wish in the Divine Talisman of Great Creation was rapidly being consumed.

At that moment, a shadow covered Ma Liang. Countless claws and teeth were right in front of him, and a scarlet wave slammed down on Ma Liang.

Compared to the horde of ghosts, his figure was pitifully small. Just as all the children expected, he faced the horde of ghosts fearlessly and used all his strength to finish the last stroke.

The ink in the air turned into streaks of sword qi and shot out in all directions.

Compared to the sword qi, the horde of ghosts seemed to have slowed down. They could only watch as the sword qi pierced through their bodies.

The scarlet wave paused for a moment and immediately collapsed, turning into countless fragments that smashed towards Ma Liang. However, they dissipated in the air.

Cheers rang out. Li Qingshan said loudly, "Who's the one who's going to admit defeat now?"

The three armoured deities formed a formation and blocked in front of Chu Danqing's' Rhapsody of Hell '. They would kill every ghost that came out. They wanted to see how many evil ghosts Chu Danqing could summon.

Chu Danqing clenched his fists tightly. Although this' Rhapsody of Hell 'took the meaning of' endless' in its length, it could not really summon an endless number of evil ghosts to battle. Even if he summoned more evil ghosts, they would not be able to escape the fate of being killed one by one.

"It's you!"

The 'Rhapsody of Hell' surged out with a scarlet light, almost illuminating the entire Main Martial Arts Field. The blood river in the painting suddenly began to flow slowly, and the incomparable sea of fire suddenly began to burn fiercely.

"Oh no!" Li Qingshan said.

The sea of hellfire suddenly surged out of the painting. It was so fast that it devoured the three armoured deities in an instant. The golden armor rapidly melted in the flames, and in the blink of an eye, the three armoured deities turned into ashes, following in the footsteps of the evil ghosts.

Waves of heat appeared in the air, causing everything in the field to distort. The surging flames pounced towards Li Qingshan with an unparalleled and unavoidable momentum.

Liu Chuanfeng, who was about to celebrate, suddenly changed his expression. It was as if the hellfire was burning him. This had already surpassed the means of a Qi Practitioner.

Chu Shidao's face was bright red from the flames. Li Qingshan, take a look. This is the power of the Emerald Blood of Vermillion. Although you are a genius, and it is indeed a rare fortune for the school of novels to have a disciple like you, you are still slightly inferior compared to Danqing.

The outcome had been decided!

For the first time, Han Anjun no longer believed that Li Qingshan could win. This was already a gap in cultivation, and it was not something that could be made up for with tactics or strategies.

Li Qingshan's face was as dark as still water. He quickly turned his head. The fire was burning in front of him, and it was too late even if he ordered Ma Liang to paint again. Furthermore, what kind of painting could block this boundless fire?

At this moment, Ma Liang suddenly fell to the ground. Although he was not burned by the fire, he could not withstand the high temperature.

Li Qingshan had been a cultivator for too long, and he had also underestimated the endurance of a mortal youth. It just so happened that it pours, it pours.

Could it be that the outcome had been decided?!

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