Chapter 754: Fifty steps to laugh at a hundred steps
Chapter 968: Fifty steps to laugh a hundred steps
"Damn it, the Mixue Tower is actually hidden here!!" When the imperial spies arrived near Anqiu, the first thing they saw was Duolian's mage tower.
"Follow me and rush over!" the sanctuary-level shield guard ordered in a deep voice, rushing to the front.
Qicilang laughed loudly and followed closely.
The imperial spies gritted their teeth, formed a battle formation, and launched an orderly charge in waves.
The mage tower roared and erupted with spells that covered the sky and the earth, causing huge casualties to the empire in an instant.
But there is nothing that can be done about the sanctuary-level shield guards.
Seeing the shield guard rushing over, Wu Lian quickly controlled the mage tower to take off.
"You guys rush in and I'll destroy it!" The Shield Guard chose to continue to struggle with the Mixue Tower.
He must do this.
The threat from the Mage Tower is too great. If left unchecked, the lives of others will be in danger.
When Du Lian had no time to take care of herself, Qicilang led the crowd and rushed to Anqiu in a mighty manner.
They fought with the duelists led by Long Meng!
Qici Lang was arrogant: "Long Meng, you are here as expected, you coward, you actually escaped! Hahaha."
Long Meng and Qicilang clashed again and were defeated steadily.
In his haste, the Ice Sculpture King failed to fully cure him, and Long Meng's fighting spirit did not return to its peak state.
On the other hand, Qicilang took the initiative to seek death before taking action, and his combat power returned to its peak state.
Longmeng is no match for Nanjiro. Although Meilin, Gudong and Violent Gen are all very strong, the Imperial Secret Agent has more gold levels. They are hard to beat with four hands, but the defense line is astonishingly large and there are no fortifications.
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At the critical moment, reinforcements arrived.
"let me help you!"
"And I."
"I'm coming too!!"
"These bastards actually want to capture the holy land of Anqiu!"
He Hijab, Snow Dumpling, Green Eyes, Yi Moxi, Mi Fang, Devil Muscle, Zhu Gan, Yunzhong and the Dragon Man Boy were all teleported to join the battle.
Every Saint of the God of Duel is a strong person in the gold level.
Their reinforcements immediately changed the situation.
"Long Meng!" The dragon boy roared and fought back Qici Lang.
He stood next to Long Meng.
Long Meng and him looked at each other and took action at the same time, attacking Qicilang!
Seventh Lang fought against two dragon men, and soon fell into a disadvantage. He was beaten with fists and kicks until his nose and face were swollen.
Long Meng and the dragon boy cooperated for the first time against the enemy, and they had an amazing tacit understanding. On the one hand, it was because Long Meng taught most of the basic fighting skills of the dragon boy, and the two of them were familiar with each other. On the other hand, the dragon boy and the dragon boy were familiar with each other.
Meng Du was a first-class warrior genius, and he quickly captured the skills and secrets of summing up.
Qicilang couldn't defeat the dragon-man team-up and was killed twice in a short period of time.
"Damn it!" Qicilang couldn't be arrogant anymore and felt a hint of fear.
At this time, the voice of the Thirteenth Prince reached his ears through the alchemy device: "The space layer has been deciphered. Don't resist, I will ask the Secret Sect Bishop to send you in now!"
Qicilang sneered at the dragon-human duo: "You can play by yourself, I won't accompany you."
After saying that, the space fluctuated and he disappeared directly.
The dragon boy and Long Meng looked at each other and saw each other's look of surprise.
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Dahan just dives deep.
He had been lurking near the royal capital for a long time, but his disguise ability was insufficient and he did not have the confidence to sneak into the royal capital without being discovered.
Now, a violent earthquake occurred in the royal capital, and aquatic monsters and ice sculpture guards were fighting everywhere. Dahan was so excited that he immediately seized this golden opportunity and successfully entered the royal capital.
Without stopping, he followed a crack in the ground and drilled directly in.
He dived deep all the way, from the surface ice layer, to the century-old ice layer, and then to the thousand-year ice layer.
Still unsatisfied, the great cold went straight to the ten thousand-year-old ice layer.
"The Ten Thousand Years Divine Dragon Corpse, here I come!"
The most essential part of the Ten Thousand Years Glacier Lake is this.
"Stop, comers!!" An old voice came into Dahan's ears.
Then, the figure of the Royal Archmage slowly formed and appeared in front of Dahan.
"Da Han, retreat now. I will pretend I have never seen you." The royal mage held a long-handled staff with a stern look.
Dahan laughed, with a look of disdain and ridicule on his face: "I am a pirate, and the treasure mountain is right in front of me, you advise me to retreat?!"
Without any hesitation, Dahan charged forward.
The two saint-level warriors started a battle deep in the ice lake.
The Necromancer hid in the darkness and watched the battle quietly, constantly analyzing in his mind: "The Ice Sculpture King has entered the Kingdom of Duel God. The Royal Archmage and Dahan have fought, so the remaining Saint level will be the White Dragon King. Oh, maybe
And a thousand stars."
The Necromancer kept investigating, but to no avail.
His patience was worn out quickly.
Soon after, he decided not to wait.
He concealed his figure and secretly came to the space door.
"Is there still no one stopping me?" The Necromancer paused deliberately before stepping into the space door.
The moment he entered the Kingdom of Duel God, the Royal Archmage suddenly noticed it and became furious: "Who is that person?!"
"Why are you running?!" Dahan blocked the royal mage.
There is only one way before Dahan, which is to defeat the Royal Archmage and then leave with the trophy Ten Thousand Years Dragon Corpse. There is no way he would let the latter control the Ten Thousand Years Dragon Formation!
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"Is this the inside of Anqiu?" Qicilang was sent in.
"Dueling Godhead!!!" He exclaimed, and at first glance he saw the seven-colored crystal-like Godhead in the center.
The god-level aura made him depressed and aroused endless greed and desire.
"It's unbelievable! The Ice Sculpture Kingdom's thousand-year plan has progressed so quickly, and it has already accumulated a complete duel godhead!"
Qicilang was filled with admiration, then quickly stepped towards the godhead.
When he broke out of the darkness and gradually approached the godhead, his body was also illuminated by more colorful divine lights.
The divine light continued to accumulate, covering his body, bringing resistance to him, but at the same time, part of it was integrated into his body.
"Who?!" The Ice Sculpture King, who was trapped halfway, suddenly turned sideways and locked Qicilang tightly in an instant.
At this moment, Nancilang's body was also covered with a thick layer of divine light. The divine light formed a spherical halo, which was dazzling. It perfectly covered Shichijiro's physique and appearance.
Qicilang paused slightly, and at the same time he also discovered the Ice Sculpture King.
"You are...oh! The Ice Sculpture King." Nanjiro shouted.
This is not difficult to guess at all.
Before Qicilang took action, he learned that the Ice Sculpture King had entered Anqiu. But when he charged to the top of the mountain, he did not see the King. Now he saw someone inside Anqiu, who else could it be?
The Ice Sculpture King narrowed his eyes, and a huge feeling of disgust arose in his heart: "Such a tone...are you the seventh man?!"
"Hahaha, that's right." Qicilang laughed arrogantly, and then he easily surpassed the record of the Ice Sculpture King and continued to approach the Duel Godhead.
When the Ice Sculpture King saw this scene, his body and mind were shaken, and he suffered an unprecedented blow: "Wait a minute!"
"What's going on? You can actually surpass me?"
"You are obviously just a gold-level person!"
The ice sculpture king couldn't help roaring.
Seeing his enemy going crazy, Qicilang laughed happily: "You want to obtain the godhead, don't you even know this?"
"Saint realm level has understood the law and already has the foundation of divinity. Of course the duel godhead will exclude you."
"On the contrary, if you are a gold-level person who has not yet entered the holy realm, he is like a blank piece of paper. There is no repulsion at all. Naturally, it will be easier to gain the favor of the godhead."
When the Ice Sculpture King heard this, his eyes widened.
Qicilang became even more arrogant. He was very happy to see the ice sculpture king deflated. As he walked quickly, he said sarcastically: "Oh my god, you are already at the holy realm level, and you still want to obtain the duel godhood? Go back to your castle and cry.
Well, you are definitely out of luck!"
The ice sculpture king was so angry that he gritted his teeth and tried his best to move forward.
no!
He couldn't move forward even a millimeter. The invisible pressure ahead was more majestic and vast than mountains and seas.
"Did it just fail like this?"
"Watching people from the empire take away the godhead?"
"Damn it, damn it! Why didn't the ancestors leave such crucial information? Why?!"
The ice sculpture king was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
But the next moment, a turning point occurred.
Qicilang was also blocked and could no longer get closer.
"Hahaha, you have reached your limit." The Ice Sculpture King laughed.
This time, Qicilang remained silent and began to twist his body, struggling hard, trying to move forward.
But his situation was the same as that of the Ice Sculpture King, and the situation was very embarrassing for a while.
"It shouldn't be. Obviously the order I received is that if the godhead is really complete, let me come directly to get the duel godhead."
"If I didn't meet the conditions, the empire would never arrange it like this."
While Qicilang was puzzled, he didn't forget to fight back against the Ice Sculpture King: "What qualifications do you have to laugh at me? I only have 50 steps left to reach godhood, and you still have more than 100 steps left."
The Ice Sculpture King snorted coldly, remained silent for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
The next moment, he twisted the alchemy device, disappeared from the place, and returned to the top of Anqiu Mountain.
The duelists are slaughtering Imperial spies.
In the distance and high in the sky, there is the entanglement between the Sanctuary Shield Guards and the Mixue Tower.
The ice sculpture king was in a bad mood. He glanced around and landed next to Long Meng.
Long Meng quickly saluted: "Your Majesty!"
The Ice Sculpture King stared at Long Meng with complicated eyes for a while, and then sighed: "Come with me."
He put his hand on Long Meng's shoulder, twisted the alchemy device, and teleported into Anqiu again.
He returned to the starting line, and Long Meng was standing beside him, looking around curiously.
"That is the Duel Godhead. Your task is to go over and get it." The ice sculpture king said concisely and concisely.
Long Meng was startled and quickly said that this was not a treasure he could touch.
The Ice Sculpture King shook his head and sighed: "I really want to get it, but unfortunately, I am no longer qualified."
"Instead of letting the godhood fall into the hands of the empire, I hope you can obtain it."
"Of all the duelists here, you are the most qualified. If you are not good enough, no one will be."
Long Meng followed the instructions of the Ice Sculpture King and approached the Duel Godhead.
The king followed behind.
Halfway through, the king stopped suddenly, and the record was exactly the same as before.
Long Meng walked further and looked back: "Your Majesty?"
The king looked very responsible and waved to him: "Go and get the godhead."
Qici Lang's expression changed and he stared at Long Meng's light ball. He heard the voice: "Are you Long Meng?"
Then, he watched helplessly as Long Meng walked in the other direction, surpassing his record and only about 30 steps away from the godhead.
When the Ice Sculpture King saw that Long Meng could not move forward, he was extremely disappointed and his voice became hoarse: "If you can't do it, who else can?"
Seventh Lang exhaled, put aside his worries, and laughed loudly: "Long Meng, you lost to me. Your king also interfered in the sacred duel, which greatly violated the rules of the duel. Hahaha, so you have to
Come into the favor of the Godhead."
Qicilang's heart-wrenching words successfully hurt Long Meng.
Long Meng counterattacked, and his language was very sharp: "Who do you think you are? You are 50 steps away, what qualifications do you have to laugh at me?"
Nancilang gritted his teeth and his face was distorted with anger. But he was covered in a colorful ball of light, and outsiders could not see any change in his expression.