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Chapter 681: The Power of God

The black dragon carrying everyone let out a whimpering cry and then landed on the ground, then crawled on the ground motionless. Not only Aizen's black dragon, but all the monsters in the city were like this. Animals are sensitive to breath.

The level is much stronger than that of humans.

At this moment, the ever-changing weather in the sky also stopped changing, and thick dark clouds shrouded the entire sky. A tornado hurricane suddenly passed through the dark clouds and fell directly to the ground. The strong wind directly hit some nearby coalition members.

It was blown away. From a distance, this tornado hurricane seemed to connect the sky and the earth.

Aizen and others raised their heads with some difficulty, but they were not in the mood to watch this spectacle now. With the appearance of the tornado hurricane, lightning fell on the ground one after another, and each lightning struck the ground several meters wide.

A big crater. Fortunately, these lightning strikes only occurred near the hurricane.

The tornado hurricane suddenly became the focus of the entire battlefield. Suddenly there was a loud noise, and dozens of super giant blue-purple lightning shot out from the dark clouds and struck towards the tornado hurricane in the center. These dozens of lightning bolts were comparable to energy crystal cannons.

A blow creates a huge and dazzling electric spark after the collision.

The tornado hurricane dissipated, and a figure appeared in the sky. With the appearance of this figure, the infinite sense of oppression immediately dissipated. Everyone involuntarily looked towards the sky.

The Witch King's handsome face with a faint smile came into everyone's sight. The most eye-catching thing was the wings on his back. There were hundreds of them when counted carefully. The wings on the left were black, while the ones on the right were

It was white. On his forehead, a purple mark in the shape of a feather appeared.

Welcome back to the Holy Lord! All the lichs in the Witch Clan shouted in unison, how majestic this figure was in their eyes.

Get up, my people! You have done well this time. This is your reward. The Witch King pulled off one black and white feather from the wings on his back and ground it into a handful of powder with his hands.

Put it to your mouth and blow gently. The powder forms a black and white mist and envelopes the lich.

When these lichs were shrouded in this black and white mist, a miracle happened! Their injuries recovered as fast as human flesh. What made Aizen and others' faces change even more was that the six-winged and eight-winged lichs were

After recovering from his injuries, he actually grew wings again and became a ten-winged lich!

This... turns all the remaining nearly 20 million lichs into ten-winged lichs in one breath. There is no need to fight at all. The opponent can now cripple the entire coalition with one skill.

Thank you Holy Lord for your gift!

The Witch King nodded, and then turned his attention to Aizen and others. How about it, have you figured out how to beg me for mercy?

Do you want me to have your spring and autumn dream? We will never beg you for mercy even if we die! Xiaoqiang immediately cursed.

The Witch King glared at Xiaoqiang, who felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a sledgehammer and backed up dozens of steps before spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Xiaoqiang! When Leiden saw Xiaoqiang being beaten, he immediately rushed towards the Witch King. However, Aizen stopped him first. He shook his head and asked the Witch King what do you want.

I said, I want all of you humans to become slaves of the Witch Clan.

Isn't there a way to coexist? Divide half of the Yanhuang war zone to your Wu clan, and make mutual non-aggression rules.

After hearing this, the Witch King couldn't help laughing out loud. Coexistence? Ordinances? Huh, this is the way only weak people would say it. Why should we, the noble Witch Clan, live with you, a group of lowly humans? You are only worthy of being slaves to us.

For us to play with!

Isn't there any room for relaxation? Aizen's eyes were full of expectation. The fukai in the Witch King's eyes was even more intense. Humans are so shameless, they look majestic and high-spirited when they are about to win, but once they find that the situation is over, they

He immediately began to beg for mercy. But he still said, "Please beg me. If you beg well, I can consider your proposal." The black dragon carrying everyone let out a whimpering cry and landed on the ground.

Prone on the ground motionless. Not only Aizen's black dragon, but also all the monsters in the city. Animals are much more sensitive to breath than humans.

At this moment, the ever-changing weather in the sky also stopped changing, and thick dark clouds shrouded the entire sky. A tornado hurricane suddenly passed through the dark clouds and fell directly to the ground. The strong wind directly hit some nearby coalition members.

It was blown away. From a distance, this tornado hurricane seemed to connect the sky and the earth.

Aizen and others raised their heads with some difficulty, but they were not in the mood to watch this spectacle now. With the appearance of the tornado hurricane, lightning fell on the ground one after another, and each lightning struck the ground several meters wide.

A big crater. Fortunately, these lightning strikes only occurred near the hurricane.

The tornado hurricane suddenly became the focus of the entire battlefield. Suddenly there was a loud noise, and dozens of super giant blue-purple lightning shot out from the dark clouds and struck towards the tornado hurricane in the center. These dozens of lightning bolts were comparable to energy crystal cannons.

A blow creates a huge and dazzling electric spark after the collision.

The tornado hurricane dissipated, and a figure appeared in the sky. With the appearance of this figure, the infinite sense of oppression immediately dissipated. Everyone involuntarily looked towards the sky.

The Witch King's handsome face with a faint smile came into everyone's sight. The most eye-catching thing was the wings on his back. There were hundreds of them when counted carefully. The wings on the left were black, while the ones on the right were

It was white. On his forehead, a purple mark in the shape of a feather appeared.

Welcome back to the Holy Lord! All the lichs in the Witch Clan shouted in unison, how majestic this figure was in their eyes.

Get up, my people! You have done well this time. This is your reward. The Witch King pulled off one black and white feather from the wings on his back and ground it into a handful of powder with his hands.

Put it to your mouth and blow gently. The powder forms a black and white mist and envelopes the lich.

When these lichs were shrouded in this black and white mist, a miracle happened! Their injuries recovered as fast as human flesh. What made Aizen and others' faces change even more was that the six-winged and eight-winged lichs were

After recovering from his injuries, he actually grew wings again and became a ten-winged lich!

This... turns all the remaining nearly 20 million lichs into ten-winged lichs in one breath. There is no need to fight at all. The opponent can now cripple the entire coalition with one skill.


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