"After all, he is a king-level strongman, and he just ran away?
Li Tian was stunned for a moment. Even if you can't defeat the opponent, you should at least put up a little resistance and then run away after being injured. I didn't see him running away as soon as he took action.
In fact, Li Tian was just unclear.
The stronger they are, especially the gods who reach the full king level, they will cherish their lives more than anyone else. Once they realize that they cannot defeat the opponent, they will choose to escape, regardless of the so-called face.
After all, face is not as important as life.
Moreover, Li Tian also doesn't know how big the gap in strength is between the peak of the King's level and the threshold of the first glimpse of that realm.
It can be said that even a hundred Sikong gods are no match for the Lord of the Dark Temple who has just glimpsed the threshold.
Not running? What are you waiting for?
Therefore, the death of all king-level gods is rare.
When God Sikong fled, the Lord of the Dark Temple refused to let him go, saying coldly, "Old man Sikong, as a king-level expert, how can he retreat without a fight? This is ridiculous."
As soon as the voice fell, the escape route of Sikong Spirit shook violently, completely cutting off the retreat.
As a king-level god, Sikong had been ridiculed like this before, and his face suddenly turned blue and white.
The Lord of the Dark Temple said calmly, "Old Man Sikong, you have no intention of fighting with me. I can let you go, but you must take my sword. No matter what the result is, you can leave."
"Catch you with a sword?"
God Sikong's expression was gloomy and uncertain, as if he was weighing the power of the sword of the Lord of the Dark Temple, "What if I take the next step and you still don't let me go?"
"I swear to the God King, if you take this sword, I will not let you go, and you will be struck by five thunders." The Lord of the Dark Temple said.
"Okay!" Sikong responded, and suddenly his heart moved, and he said again, "What if, what if I can't take it."
"Both body and soul are destroyed."
The voice of the Lord of the Dark Temple was dull, but there seemed to be a great majesty contained in it. This majesty was unquestionable. In an instant, Sikong suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill in his heart.
Smiling angrily, Sikong said: "Okay, very good. I haven't reached that level yet, but I just glanced at the threshold. I dare to say that with one sword, I, Sikong, will be wiped out physically and mentally. Even in the entire continent, no one dares to
Talk like this!"
Nodding, the Lord of the Dark Temple said: "Then today, you will see one."
With a cold snort, Sikong stepped forward, and his whole person instantly appeared above the void of a hundred feet. All around him, dazzling purple-gold fighting spirit suddenly bloomed, and the surging divine power turned into an invisible majesty, spreading in all directions.
Overflow.
Wow!
Like the sound of waves, the next moment, a circle of purple gold sword energy floated out around Sikong, and the breath of God surged like a tide. Immediately, nine pure gold sword energy transformed from his body, majestic and majestic.
The power of holy light swarmed out at the same time, and nine pure gold sword energy slowly rotated around Sikong, quickly forming a space barrier around it, like a golden light curtain.
Seeing this scene, Li Tian and Hua Xinyi looked at the Lord of the Dark Temple on the other side at the same time.
At this time, the Lord of the Dark Temple had no intention of taking action. During the process, he just watched steadily until Sikong stabilized the golden light curtain and then said: "Are you ready? If there are any magical skills that have not been used,
, it’s not too late now.”
"That's quite a strong tone!" Sikong shouted coldly, "I want to see what level of strength you have reached in the past few hundred years."
"Then you take it."
The tone of the Lord of the Dark Temple was as cold as before. At this moment, he stretched out his right hand and grasped at the ground.
A faint sword chant sounded, and on the white stone ground, countless gray-white dust floated up, all gathering in front of the dark temple master. Before his eyes, a gray ground sword a foot long condensed and formed.
"Is this a combination of fighting spirit and earth magic?" Hua Xin couldn't help but ask.
Li Tian looked at Dijian and nodded uncertainly, "Maybe."
Just as the two were talking, the Lord of the Dark Temple above the void pointed out. The next moment, the foot-long earth sword suddenly let out a violent sword cry. The sword cry was like a huge wave in the sky, and the darkness
Driven by the power of the source, unprecedented pressure came from the sky.
Behind Sikong, at some point, a foot-long earth sword appeared, but in front of the Lord of the Dark Temple, the earth sword still did not move at all.
The nine pure gold sword energies were still guarding Sikong along a fixed trajectory. Seeing that the earth sword in front of the Dark Temple Master did not move and was still floating quietly in the air, a sneer appeared on Sikong's face.
, the sneer spread across his face, and two fine lines appeared in the corners of his eyes, gradually becoming clearer.
And when the two fine lines were completely revealed, Sikong's eyes suddenly showed a look of horror.
The earth swords in tandem conveyed the dark secrets.
At this moment, Sikong's entire body was stagnant in the void, and the nine pure gold sword energies around him were also stagnant in mid-air.
A gust of breeze blew by, and the Sikong Spirit, together with the nine pure gold sword energy and the light barrier, turned into a ball of powder like a dry stone that had been weathered for a long time. With the breeze, it floated in the air and gradually returned to the sky.
nothingness.
"This..., is he dead?"
Li Tian was in disbelief. Ever since he entered the game, he had never been as shocked as he was today, witnessing the death of a king-level god.
He glanced slightly, and the next moment, Sikong's figure stopped at the same time. Without any warning, his body collapsed into nothingness, leaving only a fine layer of blood powder.
The Lord of the Dark Temple, with his hands behind his back, was looking in a certain direction. The moment he stepped lightly with his front foot, he turned into a black stream of light and disappeared from the sight of the two of them.
In Sikong's blood powder, a line of pure gas suddenly appeared and slowly descended from the void.
Li Tian's heart moved and he was extremely excited, "This should be a godhead prop of the entire king level."
An unconcealable throbbing rose from the depths of his heart. Li Tian held the full king-level godhead in his hand, but there was a look of hesitation on his face. Finally, he said, "Yiyi, I'll give you this full-king level godhead."
"
"Why?" Hua Xinyi was stunned.
Li Tian said, "In this godhead robbery, you only got the god-level godhead props. This full king-level godhead is given to you as a matter of course. Who made us have that kind of relationship?"
"You..." Hua Xinyi blushed with embarrassment, "Okay, you should keep the full king-level godhead for yourself. Just give me a god-king level godhead."
"This is not good."
Hua Xinyi insisted, "What's wrong? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to withstand the pressure of the King-level god, and the King-level godhead is very useful to you."
"All right"
Li Tian said helplessly, put all the king-level godhead in his backpack, took out the god-king level godhead and traded it to Hua Xinyi."