Zite flew extremely fast, passing through a short crack in the ground in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly their eyes lit up, and Zite and other senior officials of the Holy See were stunned by the huge space that appeared in front of them. The huge hollow with a radius of nearly a hundred miles was several miles high, and a splendid and gorgeous pavilion was floating quietly like an immortal without a trace of smoke.
In the air several feet above the ground, wonderful light was emitted from the surface of every pavilion in the cave. The colorful light reflected this huge space like a huge multicolored gem. Everyone's faces were distorted by the colorful light and became hazy.
Not clear.
Ganglu, who was huge, was rushing out of a red pavilion with an open door. In his hand, he held a red Fangtian Painted Halberd that was seven or eight meters long. When he waved the heavy Fangtian Painted Halberd, he let out a cry.
The sound of whirring through the air was obviously extremely heavy. Occasionally, Gangluo used force to draw the halberd, and the halberd suddenly burst into flames. Even though they were separated by miles and miles, waves of overwhelming heat still hit his face.
, this painted halberd becomes even more extraordinary.
When Gangluo saw Zite rushing in with people, he couldn't help but winked in this direction proudly: "Birdman, you are late, I have a good thing in my hands!"
He waved the painted halberd on his hand vigorously, and Gangluo laughed wildly and said: "If you don't want to be beaten to a pulp by me, just get out of here!"
Just as Zite was about to answer, a tauren several meters tall had already jumped out of a white hall in excitement. He yelled Ganglu's name, waved his arms desperately, and showed off.
In his hand was a nine-ring machete that was about four meters long and sprayed cold air all over his body. The tauren excitedly threw his original double-sided battle ax into the sky, and swung the machete at the enemy with all his strength.
The axe. There was only a tiny, almost inaudible crunching sound, and the tomahawk had been split into more than a dozen pieces.
"What a knife!" Gangluo exclaimed, and then shouted sharply: "Brothers, grab it quickly, don't leave even a tile to these bastard birdmen!"
Before he finished speaking, Zite had already let out a sharp whistle and rushed into the cave with a ray of white light. Behind him, Andre and others also spread their white wings and turned into rays of holy light towards the cave where no one had entered yet.
The green and black halls rushed towards each other. Among the senior officials of the Holy See, such as the Pope, Cardinal and Archbishop, they already had two pairs of wings, while rising stars like Andre only had one pair of wings for the time being, but the Holy Light in everyone
They are all dense and abnormally dense, and their strength is several times stronger than before.
Gangluo angrily waved the Fangtian Painted Halberd and rushed forward. He shook the Fangtian Painted Halberd viciously in an attempt to stop several people from the Holy See. However, with the wings behind the upper echelons of the Holy See, their flying speed and dexterity were much faster.
Far beyond what Gangluo, a werewolf, could compare to, Gangluo was out of breath for a while, but he didn't even stop anyone.
The angry Gangluo roared loudly: "Brothers, work harder and hide all the good things quickly, the birds are flying too fast!"
The people of the Alliance of Gods rushed in and out of the halls in a hurry, moving everything that could be moved inside. However, these halls have strong prohibition protection, and many things can only be seen but not moved.
, once it is forcibly moved, it will suffer a strong counterattack. In a short time, nearly a hundred people in the Alliance of Gods and the Holy See were restrained and injured.
The restrictions in the cave are powerful, and the various types of injuries are also different. Some of these unlucky guys were injured by thunder, some were burned by flames, some were frostbitten by black ice, and some even couldn't tell the extent of their injuries at all.
, in short, blood was spurting out from the pores on their bodies. Zite and Ganglu had no choice but to send a group of subordinates to send the injured people to the ground for resettlement.
Gu Xiechen watched from a distance as the people from the Holy See and the Alliance of Gods were performing their duties to treat the wounded near the entrance to the crack in the ground. He couldn't help but shook his head with a little dissatisfaction: "Why don't we fight? How much effort can this save me?
?But, it doesn’t matter anymore!” He pursed his lips and smiled. Before Fuya Ming could react, Gu Xiechen suddenly hugged her waist and kissed her gently on the cheek. After the kiss,
, Gu Xiechen only felt the soft fragrance where his lips touched, like petals, and couldn't help but kiss her three more times.
Fuya Ming felt her cheeks go numb, and her whole body suddenly felt like fire. She did not dodge Gu Xiechen's successive kisses, but stretched out her hands almost like a woman's instinct, and firmly grasped the soft flesh of Gu Xiechen's waist.
Very carefully, I picked up a piece of soft meat about the size of a soybean and slowly rotated it 180 degrees.
As the saying goes, beating means kissing and scolding means loving. Faced with Fuya Ming's twisting and pinching, Gu Xiechen naturally couldn't resist. He cooperated very well and dispersed the real energy around the two small pieces of flesh, and felt
A heart-piercing sting hit him like a tide, and he almost screamed in pain. Gu Xiechen's five senses and six senses were originally hundreds of times sharper than normal people, and this dissipated the body-protecting essence.
, Fuya Ming, who practices the Hanyuan Canon, also has thousands of kilograms of divine power in his hands, and this pain is enough for him to bear.
"Fuya, you smell so good!"
Gu Xiechen was puffing on the air conditioner while patting Fuya Ming's flattery tenderly. But when he spoke, he couldn't help but have two soybean-sized tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
"Huh? Really?" Fuya Ming just replied lightly. She thought for a while, then slowly let go of the flesh on Gu Xiechen's waist, and gently rubbed his waist with her palms.
"Yes, it smells very good." Gu Xiechen said seriously: "I am going to contact the largest perfume company in the federation and ask them to make a special perfume according to your body fragrance."
"Huh?" Fuya Ming looked at Gu Xiechen in surprise.
Gu Xiechen smiled softly and gently hugged Fuya Ming with both hands: "That kind of perfume will make many women look more beautiful several times."
Fuya Ming's blushing face became even redder. She lowered her head and transformed from a tough and cold orchid into a delicate and lovely mimosa.
Gu Xiechen moved his index finger. He couldn't help but lift Fuya Ming's chin, pouted his lips, and was about to kiss her.
Suddenly there was a sharp cough from the side. The sound was as unpleasant and harsh as a long-standing tuberculosis patient coughing for the last time before dying. He was out of breath, just like dozens of broken whetstones.
A few rusty saw blades were rubbing against each other.
The charming atmosphere between the two was torn to pieces. Gu Xiechen and Fuya Ming turned their heads angrily, just in time to see Jin pinching his neck and coughing hard in the room. This girl was ruthless enough, with both hands.
There were deep red marks on his neck, and then he made such an unpleasant coughing sound.
"Well, what are you doing?" Gu Xiechen became a little angry.
"Please, can you have some professionalism?" Jin frowned and let go of her hands. She held her head high and said: "When our Broken Hook Group was robbing, whoever dared to fall in love there would have been thrown into the rescue cabin long ago.
Exiled. We are ambushing people, designing people, and calculating people. Please ask Brother Xiechen and Sister Fuya to be more professional and attentive, okay?"
Fuya Ming chuckled lightly and quickly took a few steps back.
Gu Xiechen glared at Jin with fire-breathing eyes, and uttered the most vicious curse in the tiniest voice: "I wish you a flat chest for the rest of your life!"
The Holy See and the Alliance of Gods continued to send out wounded people, and people on both sides who stayed outside used their own secret methods to treat the wounded. However, it is obvious that neither the Holy Light nor the Dark Healing Technique has a very good therapeutic effect on the damage caused by Taoist prohibitions.
, their hard attempts could only temporarily stabilize the injuries of their companions at best, and trying to heal the strange wounds on their bodies was obviously a bit inadequate. Often the injured person's injury was stabilized, and the other wounded person's injury worsened, forcing them to
Running around everywhere, I was so busy that I was sweating.
In the cave, the team of the Holy See and the Alliance of Gods, which had shrunk by half, finally met in front of a main hall in the middle.
The two sides looked at each other, and both couldn't help but laugh and said: "It's really like picking up rags."
From Cite and Ganglu down, everyone on both sides was holding and carrying weapons ranging from three to five to more than a dozen, as well as some gleaming pots and pans. Especially those among dark creatures.
Werewolves, tauren, giant spirit tribesmen and other races are strong and powerful. They are like hedgehogs, with at least thirty or forty swords, spears, swords and halberds of various lengths inserted into their bodies. If they don't open their mouths, they will really die.
It looks like a human-shaped weapons rack.
Both sides looked at me, and I looked at you. Finally, everyone's eyes turned to the huge hall in the middle, which was several miles long and wide.
A dark mage from the Alliance of Gods looked at the plaque on the lintel of the hall with gleaming eyes and shook his head and said: "It's an ancient Chinese character from the East, it's the three words 'Tiangong Hall'!"
Another cardinal of the Holy See did not want to be robbed of the limelight. He also shook his head and said: "It is the ancient seal script of tadpole script. It is a very ancient script. Even the monks in the East do not use this script now."
It’s obvious that this area of palace has a very ancient history.”
After a pause, the dark mage and the cardinal said in unison: "Perhaps, its history is older than the history of our Holy See (Alliance of Gods)!"
Zite glanced at Ganglu: "The best treasures must be here."
Gangluo sneered: "However, we have also seen that we have lost many companions in the outer buildings."
Zite frowned and looked thoughtful: "If we cooperate, maybe we can get the treasure inside!"
Ganglu continued to sneer: "I don't believe in your credibility! Last time we jointly attacked those Easterners, you even gave me a knife!"
Cite said in a deep voice: "This time, I swear in the name of the ancestor of our race that we will work together to break through the defense of this hall, and we will share equally all the treasures we get."
Gangluo hesitated for a while, then nodded slowly and said: "You and I will make a temporary soul symbiosis contract, otherwise I won't believe you!"
After being silent for a while, Zite glanced at the tall, majestic, simple and majestic Tiangong Hall. In the end, he could not resist the temptation of Tiangong Hall and said slowly: "Okay!"
A three-foot-tall white figure with eight wings on its back rushed up from Zite's head and slowly flew towards Ganglu.
A wolf-shaped shadow that was also three feet tall, but shone with a faint golden color, and had a pair of huge, weird-shaped flesh wings behind it, flew up from Ganglu's head and faced the eight-winged figure.
Gangluo smiled strangely and said: "Your true body turns out to be an eight-winged angel!"
Zite's expression remained unchanged and he sneered: "I didn't expect that you are actually a mutated Moon-Winged Wolf. You hide it so well!"
Gangluo sighed: "Together, each other, we are trying to survive in this strange place. How can we survive without hiding some strength?"
The white figure and the wolf-shaped shadow slowly came into contact. The bodies of Zite and Gangluo trembled suddenly, and a blood arrow spewed out from their mouths at the same time and merged into the violently trembling souls of the two people.
Their souls were nourished by essence and blood, like two pools of sticky glue, slowly merging into one. The last one was eight feet tall, had a wolf head, and twelve wings on his back, two of which were strange wings.
A figure with black fleshy wings appeared in front of everyone.
Zite made a vicious oath in the name of their ancestor. Before obtaining the treasure of Tiangong Palace, he and Gangluo lived and died together and worked together in the same boat. After obtaining the treasure, both parties would share all the treasure equally. If there was any violation,
Oath, Zetsit's soul will be swallowed by Ganglu's soul, and all his power will become Ganglu's power.
Gangluo also swore an oath in the name of the dark gods, and the content of the oath was similar to Zite's.
As the two vowed, a strange black and white light burst out from the fused soul body. The bodies of Zite and Gangluo trembled for a while again, and they both sensed the powerful power coming from each other's bodies.
The power surged out and gradually merged with the power they possessed. The strength of the two of them actually increased to a large level at the same time.
Eight white wings with a width of more than ten meters were displayed from behind Zite, and a pair of wings similar to bat wings floated out from behind Ganglu, but they were covered with dense black feathers about the size of a thumb.
The joints were covered with fleshy wings with sharp metal barbs. The two stood side by side, and their breaths merged with each other, gradually converging into a strange wave that could not be distinguished by outsiders.
"Very good, very powerful!" Gangluo nodded approvingly: "It's a pity that you are not a beautiful Golden Wolf woman, otherwise I wouldn't mind keeping this soul contract for a long time."
"It's indeed good. I like this kind of power." Zite sighed: "It's a pity that you are not a high-level female angel. If I have the opportunity in the future, I would like to try to reach such a contract with them."
Ganglu frowned and said with a ferocious smile: "All the angels are already dead. Unless our spies inside your Holy See dare to lie to me, all your people are already dead, right?"
After a moment of silence, Zite took a deep look at Ganglu: "Who can truly destroy the servants of the great God? Who can truly destroy the devout people of our ancestors?"
There seemed to be something else in Zite's words. Ganglu frowned and fell into deep thought.
However, Cite did not give Gangluo any time to think. He flapped the wings on his back and rushed to the Tiangong Hall with the people from the Holy See. Gangluo yelled in anxiety and hurriedly shook off the thoughts in his head.
With some mixed thoughts, he rushed over with his subordinates in a hurry.
With a dull roar, the huge and heavy door of Tiangong Hall was pushed open by Cite and Ganglu. The door was extremely heavy, and with the strength of the fusion of Cite and Ganglu's souls, they were sweating profusely from exhaustion.
Only then did they push the door open to a gap about two meters wide. When the two wanted to push the door open a little further, they found helplessly that no matter how hard they tried, the door would not move at all.
Angered, Gangluo punched the door of the hall fiercely.