deltrittennovels Chapter 145: Divine Maiden Layout, Control!
Chapter 145: Divine Maiden Layout, Control!
Jiang Wudi's whole body was cold, and he felt like he was surrounded by great terror. This was an unspeakable fear. Ever since he walked out of the Mysterious Light world and came to the Profound Heaven World, he had gradually forgotten this feeling.
Especially after he defeated Prodigy and monsters again and again, and embarked on the road to invincibility, this kind of fear from the heart no longer existed.
Even now that he is in the virtual god realm, he is used to his high position and the perspective of overlooking the living beings. He has long lost his sense of awe and has long forgotten that he is the guardian of the Jiang family. He has long forgotten...
On his head, there is also a...god!
Must be remedied!
Try every means to remedy it!
Jiang Wudi panicked, a little at a loss, and even a little lost his temper.
What should he do?
Swish——
Jiang Wudi suddenly turned his head, his eyes fell on Ming Zu and others, and gradually became colder...
Perhaps, the minds of these people who tried to suppress the young king can somewhat clear his guilt!
"You guys, damn it!"
Jiang Wudi said something coldly, then looked at Huang Twelve and said coldly, "Leave Ming Burial to you, and leave the remaining three...to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wudi had already used the sacred mountain to kill the three ancestors of Kong Zhen.
"Mountain! Mountain! Mountain!"
He uttered three divine sounds in succession, and the sacred mountain flew out from his hand, turning one into three. The three sacred mountains pressed horizontally, and rolled down with great momentum.
It's so heavy that it's like the heaven and earth collapsing.
Ancestor Kong Zhen and the other three looked directly at Jiang Wudi, uttering anger, "You changed your face too fast, didn't you?" !
An old man with only half his body pointed at his nose and cursed a few words, and then he woke up from the scolding?
If you want to be scolded like this, you should have told me earlier!
We guarantee your satisfaction.
knock!
Although Patriarch Kong Zhen and the three of them complained endlessly in their hearts, their movements with their hands were not slow at all.
One person holds the thunder prison and smashes it against the sacred mountain.
One man's sea of fire surged into the sky, burning the sacred mountain with the greatest fire in the world.
There is another person who holds the power of the Great Dao with both hands and forms a Great Dao chain, which actually binds the sacred mountain, with the intention of dragging it back and throwing it back.
"town!!"
Jiang Wudi snorted coldly, and the sacred mountain suddenly spewed out a vast force. The weight of Wanjun surged again, forming a spell-breaking force. The power of the Great Dao was as fragile as glass under the rolling of the sacred mountain, and it shattered instantly.
All three people’s Divine Ability spells were crushed!
The expressions of the three ancestors of Kong Zhen changed. The other party's combat power... was still beyond their imagination!
The three people quickly retreated to avoid the collision of the sacred mountain.
Seeing this, Jiang Wudi sneered, stepped forward, Shrink the Earth to an Inch, and stepped forward.
The three sacred mountains were suspended on the left and right of him, chasing him together.
With one against three, there was absolute suppression.
Jiang Wudi's strength is evident.
Huang Twelve glanced at Jiang Wudi with interest and smiled evilly, "One against three? You have the guts!"
Immediately, Huang Twelve manipulated the Eye of Desolate Heaven, and the barbarian world turned like stars, twisting the heaven and earth, forming a series of forbidden ravines, and silently separated the Ming Ancestor alone.
"kill!"
Huang Twelve shouted coldly, and the twelve-skull beast reappeared and rushed towards Ming Zu.
At the same time, he turned into a streak of blood and rushed out. His fresh arms quickly withered, and the nails on his ten fingers swelled like ten sword blades, carrying an edge and a strange deathly aura, raging with murderous intent.
"Arrogant!"
Mingzu's eyes were gloomy, and his anger was beating. He drew out the power of the Great Dao from the void, evolved a sharp sword, and then used the Heaven Burying Sword technique. Layers of strange black mist suddenly surged around him, like a swamp of death, full of people. The creepy smell of decay and corrosion.
His rickety body also straightened up.
He was in the swamp of death, with his sword raised in both hands, like a messenger from the underworld, taking away life and death.
This time, he was serious!
Buzz——
Mingzu slashed out with one sword.
The gray sword energy was swallowed up one after another, like pear blossom needles in a rainstorm, piercing the void, piercing the twelve-headed beasts that rushed towards them, leaving pits on their white bones.
The death swamp spread rapidly, and the black mist like silt surged up, wrapping the twelve-headed beasts, dragging them all into the swamp to corrode and melt.
"Bullshit immortal swordsmanship, isn't it just the underworld magic of the lineage of Monster Race's high priest?"
Huang Twelve sneered, and he had already arrived in front of Ming Zu, and stabbed at the opponent with his fingers like divine weapons.
"It's quite a bit insightful..."
Ming Zu calmly blocked with his sword, but the next moment, his face changed slightly. The opponent's fingers were extremely sharp, and they actually penetrated his long sword that was condensed with the power of the Great Dao!
What kind of body can break through the power of the Great Dao?
Mingzu was suddenly confused in his heart, and his hands were not slow at all. The death swamp surged back, and the black mist enveloped his body, using the strange power of decay and corrosion to kill the opponent's attack.
But...it's useless!
The ten fingers of Huang Twelve actually ignored the decaying and corrosive power of the Death Swamp and penetrated the body of Ming Ancestor unimpeded. He even wanted to use further force to tear the opponent alive.
Mingzu's expression changed drastically, and he quickly retreated, letting his body escape from the opponent's fingers, while ensuring that he kept a safe distance from the opponent.
Ten blood holes appeared on Ming Zu's body. Under the diffuse black mist, dripping blood was flowing, which looked a bit scary.
The gloomy eyes were slightly raised. Ming Ancestor stared at Huang Twelve solemnly. Perhaps he saw something about the other party. His pupils suddenly shrank and he whispered incredulously, "You... are not human?!"
"bingo!"
Huang Twelve chuckled, and the killing in his hands did not stop. At the same time, he said coldly, "Unfortunately... there is no reward."
He obtained a drop of essence and blood from Desolate Heaven, and refined the body of an ancient corpse. It was not within the five elements, had no distinction between yin and yang, and was naturally immune to the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. Weird, but it had little effect on him.
After all... As an ancient corpse, he has no vitality, so how can he be afraid of the opponent's power that corrodes vitality?
It can be said that he is naturally capable of restraining the opponent!
"Damn it! Where did this damn thing from Desolate Heaven Divine Sect come from!" Mingzu looked ugly and cursed in his heart.
But facing Huang Twelve who came to bully him, Ming Ancestor did not dare to slack off and quickly resisted. However, most of his methods were immune to the opponent and it was difficult to cause substantial damage. Basically, he could only passively dodge, which was very frustrating. Wrong!
The battle of the most powerful Void God can destroy the heaven and earth. Even if they have deliberately restrained themselves and restrained the leakage of the aftermath, it still caused the heaven and earth to tremble, and destroyed many voids.
The deep dark turbulence flows out, in this barbarian world constructed by the Desolate Heaven Divine Sect with peerless killing formations, adding streaks of frightening ink color to the hazy sky and earth.
Luo Xinglan stood in front of the passage, with his hands behind his back, his eyes shining with blue light, watching everything calmly, as calm as the surface of the water, whether it was the battle of the virtual gods in the sky, or the many people in the distance. Even the fight between strong men could not make her mood stir.
It's as if...everything is under her control!