blogombal Chapter 1079
Chapter 1079
The Pope, Lin Dingtian, Luo Fanchen and others fought against the invasion of foreign races and fought hard to protect the Soul Martial Continent.
In a secret place in the Soul Martial Continent, it was pitch black all around, but there were only a number of powerful figures of unfathomable status sitting steadily on the throne, and in front of them was a projection of the battlefield outside.
The red-haired god had an ugly face: "This damn Luo Fanchen has repeatedly ruined our good things. If it weren't for him repeatedly blocking the invasion of the Blood Demon Cult, our plan would have succeeded long ago!"
The angel god said with disgust: "I didn't expect that the Pope, a woman, could cultivate to this level with just a mortal body for a few years. Without her protection, this star king would have killed Luo Fanchen long ago."
Other powerful figures in the dark shook their heads and said:
"Forget it, don't panic. You are not unaware of how terrible the weird clan is. How could a Pope and a Luo Fanchen rely on what ridiculous unity and unity? We can stop them with one heart."
The red-haired god's eyes were urgent and fiery: "They will lose this battle. When the Soul Martial Continent is really at the end of the road, the opportunity we have waited for countless years will really come!"
The angel god shook his head and sneered, his face full of disdain: "A group of ants, not only weak, but also stupid, trying to fight against the weird clan is simply ignorant."
"These weird god mounts seem to be stronger than before, and their masters..."
When mentioning this, the angel god's arrogant face suddenly collapsed, full of fear, as if recalling some horrible scene.
The red-haired gods and gods are also the same, with lingering fears.
"No!"
The angel god gritted his teeth, looked vigilantly at the secret place full of isolation and detection formations, and then quickly said:
"We can't delay any longer, otherwise if they come, we will be finished. If the Soul Martial Continent can't die this time, we will add fuel to the fire!"
Some gods couldn't help but say: "Isn't this too ugly?"
"To be soft to others is to be cruel to yourself. If the Soul Martial Continent doesn't die, we will die!"
The eyes of the red-haired gods all became fierce, staring fiercely at the Pope, Luo Fanchen and others who insisted on fighting in the projection.
They didn't have the courage to hate the invading foreign enemies, but instead attached all their resentment to their own people.
In the underground cave,
The aura of the bald Tianwu King continued to rise. In just a few days, his strength had evolved from an ordinary person with no power to a supernatural one.
The speed of strength improvement can be said to be a thousand miles a day.
And this momentum has not stopped.
The bald Tianwu King kept his eyes open, staring at the bronze mirror in front of him, reflecting the battle situation on the Soul Martial Continent. He looked a little anxious:
"Damn it!"
"Don't let Luo Fanchen, you and the Soul Martial Continent die together before my strength reaches its limit!"
"You can only die in my hands, and I can only have your body!"
"Di Weiyang, hold on for me!"
Three completely different anxious and angry curses came from the bald Tianwu King's body:
"Tao "Tie, you idiot, if you had let the three of us out earlier, why would time be so tight!"
"By the time you have digested our strength, if the Soul Martial Continent is gone, even if you become stronger, it will be meaningless!"
"Damn it, those human gods who became deserters on the battlefield are still as greedy for life and afraid of death as before. Why don't they stand up at this time!"
Taotie sneered: "A bunch of things worse than pigs and dogs, our divine beast clan doesn't have so many greedy for life and afraid of death."
Another voice said regretfully: "Alas, I Before being imprisoned in the dark cage, they swore that they would improve their strength after escaping, turn the world upside down in the God Realm, capture the Four Sacred Beasts, and overthrow the Dragon God's rule. Now they are dead... They are all dead and have become the dust of history. "
"A bunch of brainless idiots. These gods all know that there are deserters, so why don't the Divine Beasts have them? They usually eat raw meat and drink blood, but at the Dragon God's command, they all rush forward to die without thinking? Now our so-called four great saints don't even have subordinates who can control the Divine Beasts! ”
Suddenly, a voice with mixed emotions asked: "Tell me, if we had not been imprisoned in the dark cage, what would we do when the God Realm was invaded?"
"Nonsense, of course we would run!"
"That's right, could we be bewitched by the Dragon God to die together?"
"This Saint has been self-centered all his life, killing countless lives, and he can still fight for others, funny."
Except for the beast who asked the question, the three Taotie beasts gave answers almost instantly, but they were replaced by a long silence.
"Home", "Race", "Blood",
These words not only belong to the human race, but also to the soul.The beast tribe, they did not experience the scene of the extinction of the divine beast tribe, and the whole tribe died. For a moment, I didn't know whether I was happy or regretful.
Taotie said with cold eyes: "This Saint..."
"Hate Dragon God."
"It's good that he died!"
He stared at the external image in the bronze mirror, especially at the pale-faced, soul-deficient exiled immortal youth: "Luo Fanchen, you must live well for this Saint. If you can survive this time, this Saint will kill you gently!"
The three evils in his body scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, speed up the absorption, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with the hot shit!"
"Then you can go to the grave and kowtow to ask this kid to revive!"
When Taotie heard this, his eyes were stern, his heart was full of tension, his meridians were tense, and he was frantically digesting the power of the three evils.
The four hideous black shadows behind him became more and more solid.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh--"
Eighteen huge strange meat eggs fell from the sky like meteors, carrying a strange aura that made people's scalps numb.
The tension of the Xuanwu Emperor in the pile disappeared immediately, and he laughed wildly: "Hahaha, you are finished."
The Blood Demon Cult Leader said gently: "The descendants of the Holy Gods are here in person, and each of them has the combat power of the god level. Even if there is the power of the Soul Martial Continent, it is definitely between the demigod and the peak of the demigod. Give up resistance. We are all people of the same clan. If you surrender at this time, this cult leader can keep you alive!"
Hearing the words of the Blood Demon Cult Leader, the hearts of the strong men and the soul master army trembled,
No!
Impossible.
How could it be so strong just as a mount of the weird clan?
In this case, the gap in strength is too great. Even if the Pope can still hold on, how can we fight on the ground?
"Purple Qi Comes from the East, Transforms into a Cauldron to Support the Sky!"
Lin Dingtian was in the Purple Extreme Divine Realm, and countless large cauldrons appeared in the void, blocking the eighteen giant meat eggs.
"Boom boom boom——"
The meat eggs collided with the large cauldron, and both exploded, and strange juice splashed, corroding Lin Dingtian's divine power purple qi.
Everyone's pupils contracted,
In the sky-filled juice and black fog that exploded, eighteen alien shadows with powerful and strange auras walked out and appeared on the Soul Martial Continent...