Chapter 1,709 The Seven Evil Gods of Jianyue Tianxia
Barros held his chin in his hand and forced himself to calm down: "Of course the Holy Emperor will be the ultimate winner, I have no doubt about it. I am even thinking about who in the world can be the opponent of the Holy Emperor."
"Which aspect are you talking about?"
"Any aspect."
"That's not necessarily true." Fernando, the sword-wielding elf clansman, said, "In terms of the skill of playing empty badminton, I think I am the best. The Holy Emperor also lost in front of me."
Barros said unhappily: "Tsk, who asked you this?"
The Haichao people have been looking at the blue glacier.
Fernando asked: "You want to help the Holy Emperor? I tell you, there is no need at all. There is no need to worry about the strength and mind of the Holy Emperor."
The Haichao people murmured: "The great sage of the Holy Garden is no joke. It would not be surprising if Saint Yis is not his opponent. But if he really loses here, the so-called creation of kingship is just empty talk."
Barros was puzzled: "Big Fat Fish, what do you mean? Do you want the Holy Emperor to win, or do you want him to lose?"
The Haichao tribesman said: "I mean this is a battle for him to prove his strength. If the road to the creation of the king's power cannot pass the current hurdle, there will be no need to talk about it in the future."
Stasi suddenly said: "Pay attention, someone is coming." She saw a black spot on the opposite side under the glacier, speeding towards this side. She took off the monocular on her waist and looked. Sure enough, it was a person riding on a glacier. A griffon flew close to the ground.
Fernando's expression immediately became serious: "The person who dares to come here under such circumstances must be very strong." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard some noises behind him, and when he turned around, the Haichao tribesman was nowhere to be seen.
Dil Hutok is one of the twelve knights of the Holy Garden Temple. From the moment the meteorite fell became known, everyone was busy dealing with the disaster. Everyone was thinking about how to prevent the catastrophe. Hutok was also anxious about this. But these days, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong. The news about Kong Jian first came from the public, and the source was unknown. Even the owner of Kong Jian, Shengyuan, was about to give him up. If you forget, why will someone else think of you first?
There are many big countries in the world, as well as many ancient countries. It is not surprising that the documents of these countries will record the words and phrases of Kong Jian. Perhaps there are scholars in a certain country with profound knowledge who have keen insights and associates with Kong Jian's abilities. It is possible that this person is not allowed to reveal his identity and uses the method of folk dissemination to pass the news to Shengyuan. After all, Shengyuan is not omnipotent. Many of the sages and scholars in Shengyuan come from various countries. It is composed of well-educated people. But as a Templar who has long dealt with difficult problems and often assisted GITW in handling cases, he smelled a hint of conspiracy.
Of course, the sages of the Holy Garden are not mediocre nerds, but it is hard to imagine that the coming meteor catastrophe will be a trap used by others. There is not much time left for them to deal with the coming meteor, and no one will go there. In this regard, Hutok is just guessing.
He had never believed that anyone would dare to ambush the great sage Dawson in the Holy Garden. Anyone who dared to do this was either ignorant or committing suicide. Moreover, the Water Kingdom would definitely send experts to accompany him for protection. But he still came with a cautious attitude. There was only one day between him and Dawson who arrived in the Kingdom of Water. When he arrived at the capital of the Kingdom of Water, Dawson had just left with two guards from the palace for less than two hours, and he followed closely behind him. , unexpectedly, a battle broke out in the Yuetian Gorge on the way.
The gryphon flew very fast, and Hutok was getting closer and closer to the glacier in the sky. Even though he was still far away, he could still feel the oppressive feeling that occurs when top masters fight against each other. He secretly
I am shocked, who can fight against the great sage Dawson? There are very few people in the world who can compete with the great sage of the Holy Garden. Although there are still some famous eighth-level masters on the mainland, the eighth-level and the
The eighth level is still very different.
He didn't have time to think too much. He had to rush over to help Dawson. Dawson was old and had old wounds in his body. He didn't know what the situation was like at this time. He was lying on the back of the griffin, ready to
When he rushed to the glacier to fight, suddenly a high-speed shadow pressed towards him.
Bang~!
The aura spread, and the gryphon with the steps died on the spot. Hutok reacted very quickly and took off the shield on his back to block the enemy's attack, but the huge impact force caused him to hit the ground from low altitude like a cannonball, shaking the dust.
The snow is flying and lingering for a long time.
"What a powerful force!" Hutok was shocked. He stood up slowly with his hunched legs. In the cold snow dust, he saw a tall figure opposite him, and then a arrogant voice came through the smoke and dust.
"Stop here. That glacier is not your battlefield!"
Hutok heard something strange in the other party's voice, and his brows moved slightly: "People from the Haichao tribe."
When the smoke and dust dispersed, it turned out that a Haichao tribesman with dark blue demon shells all over his body, wearing heavy armor, stood less than 20 meters away from him.
The Haichao people stared at the emblem on Hetok's armor with arrogant eyes: "You are the Templar Knight of the Holy Garden. I don't know which one of the Twelve Temple Knights you are?"
Hutok did not answer but asked: "Who are you?"
"No matter who you are, your strength..." This Haichao tribesman took off a strange weapon from his back: "The evil god of the sea tide - Leviathan invites you to fight!" He raised his hand and the strange weapon appeared.
Cut it head-on at Hutok.
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The most shocking battle in hundreds of years is taking place in the dreamland of the galaxy. Sahoor Dawson has light in one hand and darkness in the other. Black and white magic is constantly intertwined, and the skills of heavenly spirits and incarnations are constantly shining. Mastering the light
With the elemental power advanced by Hei, it is still difficult to gain the upper hand in the face of the dual limitations of gods and demons!
St. Yis's palms formed ice, and the Devil's Limit forcibly snatched the dark elements in the air that Dawson had a higher dominance over and merged them with its four elements, forming a six-element unity: "Gods and Demons Dual Limits·
Night Warrior Strike!" The brown ice warrior emerged from behind him and struck with a bang, resisting Dawson's incoming magic.
The two faced each other in the air, and struck again at the same time. Both sides mixed their magic into the power of the guardian and merged. There was another loud noise that shook the earth. The entire Galaxy Dreamland could hardly bear the power of the two people's attack.
Dawson stood on the head of the sky and gasped for air. After this battle until now, not only his old physique could no longer support it, but even the vast sea-like magic power in his body could not withstand such a huge consumption.
.The difference is that the Saint Yis on the opposite side seems to have inexhaustible and inexhaustible magic power. He knows that it is caused by the golden ornaments worn by Saint Yis, who is extremely sensitive to the flow of magic power.
He clearly felt that after every magic move, the golden ornament continued to absorb the remaining magic in the air.
St. Yis, whose magic power was still strong, did not give the opponent any chance to relax. The residual power of the previous magic trick had not dissipated, and the third magic trick had already taken effect. In desperation, Dawson, who had insufficient magic power to relieve himself, only raised his magic power to forcefully respond.