The cold wind is howling and the ice and snow are everywhere!

Four hundred and eighty-one low-level winter gods rushed to the Great Wall standing in the ice and snow. Winter was like a white angry beast, roaring and hissing, as these gods swept towards the Great Wall.

The gods spread their glory wantonly, and there was no fear in their noble faces, only fighting spirit and joy!

"The time has come to show our strength!"

"Finally, finally we can be the protagonists for once!"

"A mere human race dares to be an enemy of gods! Today, I will let you know the majesty of gods!"

Facing those twenty figures, their fighting spirit was overwhelming.

Weak humans actually think that twenty people can block four hundred and eighty-one gods together?

Knew it.

Weakness leads to ignorance. And ignorance leads to arrogance.

but.

The next moment, these low-level gods stopped suddenly, and the pride and excitement on their faces turned into panic!

On the Great Wall.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

Auras exploded suddenly!

Behind Mr. Zhang, the sun rises, the golden wheel of merit shines, and the word "medicine" shines everywhere!

Thin scalpels and silver needles floated up one after another.

"The Great Xia Medical God, the successor of Hua Tuo, Zhang Chengfeng!"

There is a Taoist priest standing in the sky, carrying the yin and yang wheel behind him, talismans surging, thunder from the sky and fire from the earth intertwined!

"There are thousands of Taoist gates in Daxia!"

There is a literati holding a scroll in his hand, expressing his literary style, bowing his head.

"No one knows about the Confucian sect of Daxia!"

There is Buddha energy everywhere, the Buddha's light descends from the sky, and amid the wafting Sanskrit sounds, a little monk stands with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, raising a gun.

"Daxia Buddhism is not enlightened!"

There is a banana fan that covers the sky and rises into the sky, and the cold wind blows back as it is waved!

"Great Xia Flame Mountain, Iron Fan!"

There is a bull demon that looks like a mountain, roaring up to the sky, its horns reach up to the sky, and its hooves trample the ice and snow!

"The Great Xia Flame Mountain, the powerful Bull Demon King!"

A young man stood quietly. In front of him, three high-level god puppets slowly raised their heads, their eyes emitting mechanical red light.

"Daxia Momen, Gongshu Ming!"

There are soldiers with supernatural power, hundreds of thousands of rifles rising into the sky, the muzzles of the guns pointed directly at the cold winter, one person can be a million divisions!

"Great Xia Military God, Situ Hong!"

There is a yellow-haired monster with a ferocious smile, its panting causes strong winds, and it is wearing a military uniform and makes a hunting sound.

"Great Xia Demon Alliance, Yellow Wind Monster!"

A golden-horned monster took out a purple gourd, unfolded a list from his arms, and looked at the god with a smile.

"Great Xia Demon Alliance, Golden Horn!"

An ancient sword rises into the sky, its sword energy flowing freely!

"Daxia Shushan, Sword God Zhang Feng!"

"Demon Alliance, Bones!"

All the gods of Great Xia have all given their names!

"Here, waiting for the gods!"

No longer suppressing the aura, the auras of the mid-level gods soared into the sky, and the demonic auras of Buddha's light and Taoism blended horizontally, breaking the ice and snow, and forcing back the cold wind!

Twenty roars.

Each name is enough to make the gods fear!

Repeated words one after another.

"Summer!!"

At this moment, the more than 400 low-level winter gods who rushed forward opened their eyes wide!

"Medium god!?"

"These twenty are all mid-level gods?"

"Humans actually have medium-sized gods? That's not right. They use medium-sized gods to deal with us, so who will deal with our medium-sized gods!"

"What are you still struggling with about the middle gods! Didn't you discover the key? They call this place... Daxia!"

"What? This is Daxia? That, Daxia?"

"Damn it, that cow, that cow! He is the powerful Bull Demon King back then!" The God of Winter trembled all over as he looked at the savage bull with flames all over its body and demonic aura flowing across it, with infinite fear in his eyes!

The powerful bull devil!

It is said that in that battle, countless gods were trampled on! Many gods were so frightened that they stopped eating beef!

These gods of winter suddenly realized that they seemed to be the weak ones...the ignorant and arrogant ones also seemed to be themselves.

For a moment, the God of Winter will run away.

but.

Before they could turn around, the figures were already rushing towards them against the cold wind!

"Come to my Daxia, come when you want and leave when you want?"

"Small

Little gods, can you run away?"

"The Master said, once you come, let's rest in peace!" Mo Zhi punched away the cold wind blocking the road, and ran away like a giant human-shaped beast: "Now that you're here, rest here!"

"Amitabha." The young monk without enlightenment pulled the bolt of his gun, with a solemn Dharma image behind him: "Dear donors, do you want to go on your own, or should I send you to the West."

Sword God Zhang Feng stepped out with his sword and said softly: "I just want to beat you all to death, or be beaten to death by you all!"

The Bull Demon King’s voice was like thunder: “God, do you want to eat beef?”

Mr. Zhang shouted frantically from behind: "Save your hands! Don't beat me to death!"

For a time, these low-level winter gods were in despair!

As a low-level god, even in the dead of winter, he can never outrun a mid-level god!

If I had known earlier I wouldn't have rushed so fast!

"What are you afraid of!" The leader of the fifth-level Winter God said coldly: "Only twenty people! Even if they are medium gods, even if there are Eastern Martial Gods like the Bull Demon King, there are only twenty medium gods now!"

"We 481 low-level gods, if we join forces, we may not be able to be killed in one round!"

"Work together to resist! Have you forgotten what the Lord God teaches us on a daily basis?"

For a time, many winter gods calmed down.

Perhaps it was because of Chione's usual teachings, or perhaps it was because most of these lower gods were young, most of them had not participated in the battle a thousand years ago, and they did not have so much fear of Daxia and the Eastern Gods of War.

But no matter what, these lower gods nodded their heads one after another!

"Then fight!"

"Twenty out of four hundred! There is still hope!"

"The time has come to show the majesty of the gods. Everyone, release the magic!"

Facing the twenty figures rushing towards them despite the cold wind and ice and snow, the gods of winter no longer ran away in vain, but gathered together and connected with their divine power.

Just a moment.

One after another the glory is bright!

Divine spells spread out one after another. It must be said that under the training of Chione, although these gods of winter are not strong and have never really been on the battlefield, they are worthy of the name of gods.

Under the surge of divine power from the four hundred and eighty-one inferior gods, Winter began to riot like a giant white beast.

The cold wind from the north was so fierce that even the Bull Demon King found it difficult to move. Walls of ice rose from the ground, and thick snowflakes rushed towards his face like thousands of knives!

However.

"Is that all?"
To be continued...