In the sky, the Nether God Kingdom, which was transformed from the Sun God Kingdom, suddenly started to fly with sand and rocks.
Many third-level undead creatures that were overly excited and got too close were sucked into the terrifying mouth of the Devourer in an instant, at least a thousand of them!
Don't expect these undead creatures to survive.
The teeth of the Devourer extend all the way from the mouth, criss-crossing and being extremely precise, all the way to the intestines and stomach!
Any living or dead thing that enters the mouth of the Devourer will be crushed and swallowed!
The battle between the two sides continued again in the second half.
David Hill hides his merit and fame!
On the bottom, in what David Hill called the Kingdom of Glory toward the east, inside the huge skull that stood at the core of the Marne River Basin, the eighty advancing saint-level believers finally saw it.
An active being.
A newly born holy-level bone horse.
If a horse-shaped skeleton with three heads and a pair of wings is considered a horse.
Obviously, the newly promoted Bone Horse has not yet adapted to his body.
Seeing the believers of flesh and blood entities, their instinctive desire for blood and flesh made them rush towards the human team regardless.
It seems like my brain is not working very well.
With its newly born foundation, even if it is completely used to refine the holy level advanced potion, it is estimated that it will only produce one piece of output.
Somewhat tasteless.
But after finally encountering a harvest, I just made do with it.
The forward speed of the eighty saint-level believers has not changed.
When the bone horse approached these holy believers.
It instantly produced crushing damage that was greater than the pressure of the surrounding environment faced by eighty believers.
The eighty holy realms are perfectly combined, triggering the integration of the power of the three divine kingdoms.
How could a just-advanced undead bone horse be able to compete with it?
Dozens of war tree thorns penetrated into the joint gaps of the newly advanced undead bone horse first. A dozen attacks were launched together, immediately turning the undead bone horse into a pile of materials.
David Hill collected the materials and entered them into the Kingdom of Blue Moon God.
This process consumes the seed of divine power!
One hundred points!
is worth it.
The progress speed of the next eighty saint-level believers did not change at all, and they moved towards the central area of the Netherworld Kingdom, and then moved forward!
Taking advantage of the incipient changes, the Netherworld Divine Kingdom has just been established, and it is necessary to respond quickly.
The more you hesitate, the more likely things will happen.
I have to say that David Hill’s approach was unexpected by the strong among the undead creatures.
Many saint-level beings of the Netherworld Kingdom on the ground, who have rushed a long distance in all directions and plan to plunder the world again, collect souls, blood, flesh, and bones to strengthen the foundation of the Netherworld Kingdom, feel that their hometowns are being invaded.
Return from all directions.
They are extremely fast!
In comparison, David Hill's followers may advance at only one-tenth the speed of those who returned!
But... at this time, the saint-level believers are already in the Kingdom of Netherworld.
First mover advantage is important.
Finally, with the help of the eyes of these believers, David Hill saw this strange thing at the core of the Netherworld Kingdom.
It was a pale leg bone, half of it inserted deep into the earth. On the exposed half, there were blood-colored lines twisting and twitching.
If you look closely, you will find that those bloody lines are actually the root system of a huge, white flower on the top of this leg bone that is a hundred meters high and dozens of meters thick!
Weird root system.
When the flower blooms, it gives birth to little spots of light.
They gathered around the hundred-meter-diameter white flowers like fireflies, rotating around and absorbing 99% of the power of the liquefied nether mist column above.
David knew at a glance that it was the core of this Netherworld Kingdom.
If it exists, then the entire Skull Nether Kingdom exists.
If it dies, the entire Skull Nether Kingdom will be destroyed!
What are you waiting for?
The eighty saint-level believers walked in surprisingly consistent tune.
Arrows were shot out one after another.
There is no doubt that in this environment, the arrow itself is completely meaningless.
It flew less than ten meters and was completely corroded.
Only the thorns of the war tree in the middle, after adding the fighting spirit of those saint-level believers, continued to shoot towards the flowers and the bone rock pillars.
A mask suddenly appeared.
For the first time, the thorns of the War Tree encountered an obstacle that could block it.
That layer of light mask that looks inconspicuous is actually stronger than a fine iron plate one meter thick.
The thorns of the War Tree are blocked!
But it only blocks for a moment, those thorns are triggering.
When they are nailed to the photomask, the photomask suddenly becomes colorful.
Soon, the brightness of these masks decreased sharply.
The thickness also decreases rapidly.
The giant strange and evil flower with a diameter of more than 100 meters let out bursts of screams.
The harsh sound spread, causing ripples in the thick void of the Netherworld Kingdom.
The eighty saint-level believers who were already relatively close to each other suddenly felt as if their whole bodies had been hit hard on the head with an iron hammer.
It wasn't just a single hit, but it was hit on the head again and again with the ups and downs of the scream.
David Hill's perception was blurred for a moment.
The strong heart of faith allowed these believers to endure the pain and once again inspired the bows and arrows or crossbows on their bodies.
The state is not good and cannot compare with the previous round of volleys.
But new arrows appeared, breaking the stalemate caused by the previous round.
That layer of protective light shield finally broke.
Hundreds of thorns from the Tree of War rushed straight towards the strange flower, and also towards the ridiculously large bone.
Could it be a special type of keel?
The blood-colored wriggling roots bound to the bones lifted up on their own initiative.
The thorns of the Tree of War did not turn around and were directly blocked by the squirming soft force composed of these disgusting roots.
The thorns of the tree of war are driven into these roots.
Suddenly, there was an even higher pitched and sharp neighing sound.
This flower is conscious and intelligent, but I don't know if it can communicate with it.
The status of the eighty saint-level believers has begun to change.
They felt as if there were cracks in their internal organs.
As he gasped, there was a faint smell of blood.
This is because the seeds of divine power are burning in their internal organs at all times.
If there is no divine power that exists at all times to repair them, at this moment, even the saint-level experts will suffer heavy losses!
At this critical moment, those saint-level believers once again burned their fighting spirit and shot out all the remaining thorns of the Tree of War in their hands.
The countless roots of the bone-growing flower are twitching violently.
Thousands of white and flawless petals were also trembling violently.
The wind suddenly started blowing around, a violent wind.