I have a cave of evil

The Nine Peaks Valley is clearly in sight, but Zhu Yao and others tried their best to reach it, just like a stupid monkey in the mountains trying to catch the moon in the water in vain.

However, Zhu Yao and Poros knew that the Nine Peaks Valley was really in front of them.They couldn't reach it because the Nine Peaks Valley was already covered by the realm of the God King.

Cut off a corner of the world and rule with power.

This is the ability of God King.

So although the Nine Peaks Valley is right in front of you, in fact it has been temporarily separated from this world and has become a separate small world.

"Unless we can break the space barrier, or cut off the energy of the Jiufeng Valley's earth veins, we can only look at this phantom."

After Zhu Yao's hard work for a long time to no avail, facing the agitated Paul, he spread his hands, shrugged, and said helplessly.

The God King Domain in Nine Peaks Valley is a fake domain. It is obvious that the Black-armored Spider God used some special means to gather the energy of the Mianlong Mountain's veins to create a special battlefield that is beneficial to him.

There is no way to crack it, as long as the continuous stream of energy from the Mianlong Mountain can be cut off, the domain of Jiufeng Valley will naturally be shattered and return to reality again.

This method is simple to say, as long as the surrounding rock formations are excavated and the Nine Peaks Valley is isolated in the Mianlong Mountain Range, it is considered to cut off the energy of the earth veins, but relying on the abilities of Zhu Yao, Poros and Paul, such a large project is impossible. Ten days and a half months, can not be completed.

As for breaking the space barrier, even the upper gods can do it, just think about it.

Seeing that the bloody curtain in the sky was drooping more and more, approaching the ground, and there was not much time left to move freely in Mianlong Mountain, Zhu Yao asked, "How about... let's help Seraphim?"

Poros and Paul Qiqi looked sideways into the distance, where two figures, one red and one white, were fighting fiercely. The huge shock wave spread into a hurricane, destroying mountains and breaking mountains. Dozens of peaks have collapsed and collapsed, and the entire surface of the earth It is a huge gap, which is still spreading around.

Centering on the place where the two fought, the ground trembled violently, as if an earthquake of magnitude [-] or [-] erupted, a scene of the end of the world coming.

Poros and Baoerqi shook their heads, their rejection was obvious.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

Where they can intervene in the battle between the high gods, the aftermath of the battle alone cannot bear it.

Jiufenggu and Seraphim fought in two places, and the three of them couldn't help, so they were idle for a while. After a brief moment of wide-eyed and small-eyed, they silently chose to be a spectator, watching Ganmang and The battle of the seraphs.

The seraphim spread its wings and recited the Bible. The dazzling holy light surrounded the whole body. The great sword burning with the holy fire of heaven in his hand tore apart the night with each blow. river.

Twelve holy light elves floated behind the seraph's head, swaying the blessing spell, and releasing a terrifying holy light spell from time to time, making the world eclipse.

The first priest of the Blood Skull Tribe, Ganmang, turned into a double-faced, three-eyed, eight-armed blood-skull god, holding a battle spear, with a river of blood all over his body, surrounded by evil wind and demonic energy, and fought fiercely with the seraphim.

Countless hideous and terrifying cursed wraiths crawled out of the river of blood roaring, rushing toward the seraphim like a flood, and then dissipated under the attacks of holy light spells and blessing spells.

The two sides were evenly matched for a while.

But the seraph is the holy god's messenger, a war machine specially made by the holy god for fighting. It is ruthless and desireless, will not feel tired or painful, and has a stable fighting state.

However, Qianmang is a human body, and his own strength has not reached the level of the upper god. He can compete with the seraphs, all thanks to the divine power borrowed from the blood head god.

Over time, the fragile human body can no longer carry the divine power of the blood skull and begins to collapse.

The more intense the battle, the faster the body collapsed, and Gan Mang's combat state plummeted, and his combat effectiveness declined visible to the naked eye.If there is no accident, within 5 minutes, Ganmang will be beheaded by the seraphim.

If the blood-skull tribe's combat strength is only these, then even if Salmon and others besiege and kill the black-armored spider god in the Nine Peaks Valley, the victory will still belong to the Wuturen Kingdom of Mianlong Mountain.

One hundred Salmons can't defeat one Seraph.

Zhu Yao squinted his eyes and stared at the seraphim. The bronze sword was quietly held in his hand. Poros was startled when he felt Zhu Yao's vague killing intent, and hurriedly whispered: "Are you crazy? Six wings An angel is a high god, you can't break through his defense."

"I want to try." Zhu Yao said via voice transmission, "I'm waiting for the desperate counterattack from the priest of the Bloodhead Tribe. If I miss a hit, I will teleport away quickly."

Whether the cutting power of the bronze sword can break through the defense of the seraphim, Zhu Yao is not sure.After all, the bronze sword belongs to Sohed Continent, and the powers blessed on it are different from the powers of the gods of the Mountain of Gods in details.

If the Dust Tomb God and the Evil God Corpse Reed did not admit their mistake, and the bronze sword was indeed the weapon of the ancient king, then cutting off the body of the seraphim should not be a problem.

3000 years ago, the ancient king held the king sword and fought from the east of the mainland to the west of the mainland. Among the dead souls under the sword, there are many strong people who are similar to seraphs.

And he has the magical skill of [Damage Sharing], even if he is hit, it will not hurt his life, enough for him to make a wish to escape.

The successive extraordinary battles on the robbery island and Mianlong mountain made Zhu Yao realize that the world is changing too fast.

I don't want to be killed by the battle of gods for no reason, so I just abandon the previous steady and steady line, take a slanted sword, take risks, and increase my strength as soon as possible.

Poros didn't know the depth of Zhu Yao's strength, and he was still persuading him.

Without Zhu Yao's teleportation ability, it would be very difficult for him to escape from Mianlong Mountain by himself.

But Zhu Yao ignored him, fled before the battle, and was timid before fighting. This is the traditional art of Poros. If you listen to him, don't fight any battles.

Seeing that Zhu Yao had made up his mind, Poros jumped anxiously and wanted to persuade him again. Mengbu Ding's eyes went blank, the sky suddenly brightened, and a blazing and dazzling white sun rose, and then he heard the seraph's cold and heartless voice. the sound of:

"God said that those who stand before me without kneeling, those who do not repent, and those who resist with force are the greatest sins in the world."

Light!

Endless light!

The world seems to have fallen into the ocean of light.

The blood-skull divine power on Ganmang's body flowed and rolled, the blood river surged all over his body, and the blood-colored wave rushed towards the seraph like a mountain, with an astonishing momentum, intending to swallow the white sun that was shining brightly.

The seraph's eyes ignited platinum-gold holy flames, stretched out his palm with one hand, pointed at Qianmang's huge body, and said: "Destroy! Sad heresy."

"Holy God - Lie Yang!

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