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Chapter 1513 I do not know whether to live or die! (4)

Just when the newly advanced God of the Temple of Heaven was proudly bowing to the golden giant spirit holding his body, the sky above the Eastern subcontinent suddenly collapsed. The entire sky collapsed downwards, and a black dark space appeared.

Emerged in the void. Tens of thousands of black giant towers emerged from the collapsed void. Countless multi-armed mystical demons and gods from other gods gathered near the giant towers, chanting incantations at the same time to pray to the gods of the Temple of Heaven and their

The believers issued extremely vicious curses.

The curse words turned into fist-sized black runes visible to the naked eye, covering the sky like a crazy swarm of wasps. The evil cold air came out of thin air, and a heavy snow suddenly fell on the Eastern subcontinent, but the snowflakes were black and densely packed inside.

There were countless tiny curse runes invisible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the entire Eastern subcontinent was covered with a thick layer of snow.

The void was stagnant and time was imprisoned. The flowers, plants and trees in the Eastern subcontinent were instantly frozen by the cold air, turning them into black and translucent ice flakes. Moreover, all the leaves and grass stems were as sharp as knives, and black snow flakes continued to merge into the leaves and grass stems.

, each piece of snow blends in, making the sharp energy exuded by these leaves and grass stems more and more unstoppable.

The Tianmiao army stopped advancing, not because they didn't want to move forward, but because they had to stop.

Every flower, tree, grass and leaf in front of them turned into a deadly weapon. Many believers of Tianmiao who accidentally walked into the grass and woods were cut into pieces silently by the invisible sharp energy, without any sound.

The sound was heard all over the ground. What was shocking was that not a drop of blood was shed from these corpse fragments, and all the remains were swallowed up by the black snow in just a few breaths.

The flesh and blood of the devoured corpse quickly turned into nutrients for flowers, plants and trees, and the nearby plants began to grow at a strange speed. When the most ordinary foxtail grass suddenly expanded to several feet high, the believers in the Tianmiao

They can't help but chant the names of the gods they respect at the same time, in order to obtain the protection of their divine power.

Countless rays of golden light penetrated the thick dark clouds and shot down from high altitude, shining on the believers in the Tianmiao.

With the blessing of golden light, the slightly frustrated morale of the Temple believers rose again. The rising fighting spirit condensed into golden runes flying all over the sky, colliding with the curse runes of the gods, making thunderous explosions and exploding at the same time.

The sky was filled with golden light rain.

But how can the power of the Tianmiao believers compare to those of the gods of the Milo Sect? The golden runes kept bursting, and each of the Tianmiao believers vomited blood and fell to the ground. And the black curse runes became more and more powerful. Gradually, the power of the Tianmiao believers grew stronger.

turned into a big black net and covered all the Tianmiao believers. The gods of the multi-armed secret demon clan actually wanted to destroy the Tianmiao army in one fell swoop.

The gods behind the Temple of Heaven could no longer sit still. They stood up one after another, tore open the void and took a step forward. With roaring laughter, they met the overwhelming curse runes coming from the sky. Various golden auspicious clouds turned into a heavy and thick cloud.

The crown blocked the army of believers in the Temple of Heaven. The black runes and the golden crown collided together, and the two were constantly annihilated, but no sound was made anymore.

A ball of black-red karma fire rolled out from a high tower. A ferocious-looking Ashinu was holding various artifacts, and his figure appeared from the arrogant karma fire. He looked at the nightmare covered by the golden cloud in the distance, and shouted sternly

He shouted: "Nan Zeng, are you and your tribe here to die?"

A bright red sun rose from above the head of Niang Teng, and the red divine light illuminated the earth. Suddenly there was a sun in the sky. The laughter of the Eight-faced God King Nang Teng resounded throughout the world, and he spoke unhurriedly:

"Death? Do you think so? I think this world is too small and the number of believers is not enough. This world does not need so many gods."

Ashinu laughed sarcastically: "So...you colluded with the idiots from the Axier Clan and wanted to attack us?"

Nightmare sighed softly. He said calmly: "As for us, although we are also capable of annihilating you and your gang members, it still requires a lot of effort and a lot of sacrifices. We can join forces with the Asheer Protoss to annihilate you more easily.

Why are you wasting your efforts, sacrificing more lives, and shedding more blood?"

Ashenu was silent for a while, and then he shouted in a deep voice: "Why can't we join forces to kill the Asheer God Clan? Yan Zhen, you are not so stupid, are you? You and the Asheer God Clan really join forces, even if you are eliminated in the end

We, but the Asheer Protoss have taken control of the Divine Realm. If they turn their backs on you, then they will be the only ones who benefit in the end!"

Nightmare didn't say anything, he just clapped his hands gently. Every time his palms touched, a legendary three-legged fire crow from the Eastern Continent would fly out silently from the red sun above his head.

Gradually, more and more golden fire crows were circling and flying in the sky, the temperature in the air rose sharply, the earth covered with black frost quietly thawed, and the vigor contained in all the flowers, plants and trees disappeared a lot.

"Let the believers fight the war of believers!" Nianni laughed softly: "The war that belongs to our gods will be completed by our gods. Ashinu, since you have shown up, let's start the war! It's a waste.

It’s really pointless to waste time and saliva.”

Dozens of gods of the golden-bodied giant spirit clan standing behind Nightmare suddenly shouted loudly, and their bodies suddenly swelled to a height of a hundred miles. They were like mountains, and they used their supernatural power to pull out a dark, densely-covered mountain from the void.

A round building with countless mottled blood marks was dragged out.

"Ah, it's impossible!?" Osmanthus Tree screamed. This was the first time Lin Qi heard Osmanthus Tree yelling in such a tone: "How did this damn thing fall into their hands?"

In the ancient divine war, the gods of the Heavenly Temple did not use him, so why did this 'Hell Arena' appear here? Where did they get it from?"

"Your tone is very weird!" Hell roared angrily: "Don't you think it's me who should say this? Hell Arena, that is part of me, he is my subordinate! But, hey, why is he?

Didn't you answer my call?"

Lin Qi was horrified. Hell Arena, as its name suggests, is a powerful combat unit belonging to Hell. According to common sense, Hell should have supreme control over him! But now, Hell has summoned this strangely shaped circular arena.

No response?

"No. No, his mind fell into a deep sleep, a very strange sleeping state!" Hell became angry and horrified at the same time and shouted: "The Hell Arena is sleeping, so what is replacing his original mind?

Controlling his body? Whose will is driving the power of the Hell Arena? What is going on?"

Lin Qi's eyes widened as he looked at the arena, which was hundreds of miles in radius, completely dark and strangely shaped. Countless twisted and ferocious demon statues were carved on the outer wall, and these demon gods were all fighting in blood, and their bodies were all covered in blood.

Incomplete. A black mist surrounded this huge building. And red thunder continued to flow silently from the mist, bombarding the outer wall of the arena.

When the golden-bodied giant spirits behind Yan Zhen tried their best to drag the arena out of the void, the God of Souls, Thord, and the other five main gods of the Ashe Clan couldn't help but scream.

.Following this came bursts of howling ghosts and wolves, and the black mist outside the arena slowly rotated, and soon turned into a rapidly rotating cloud vortex.

A huge suction force emerged out of thin air. All the god-level beings present who saw the Hell Arena were firmly imprisoned in place by an irresistible suction force. No matter they were the gods enshrined by the Miluo Cult,

Either the gods of the Heavenly Temple who took the initiative to sacrifice themselves in the Hell Arena, or the many gods of the Ashe Clan present, or even Lin Qi sitting on the top of the snow mountain, were all imprisoned in place by this powerful force and unable to move.

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Yanzhe laughed happily: "Well, on behalf of all the gods enshrined in the Tianmiao, I raise an unremitting challenge to all the gods enshrined by the Miluo Religion! The lineage of the Tianmiao and the Miluo Religion must have

Only if one side is completely wiped out can we leave this great building! Let us start the wrestling!"

There was a loud "buzz", the hell arena shook slightly, and all the beings above the god level present disappeared out of thin air.

Nightmare's laughter resounded through the void: "Believers of the Temple of Heaven, conquer the Eastern subcontinent. I look forward to news of your victory! Those who have done the most meritorious deeds will be rewarded. They will receive the flesh and blood of the gods, and they will be promoted to gods!"

Nightmare smiled proudly, he could not be dissatisfied. The Hell Arena, this was simply a gift from the gods, and this was the ultimate trump card of the Temple of Heaven. At this moment, he exposed his trump card in front of others, and used God Miluo to

All the gods of the religion must be sacrificed as sacrifices, which can have the greatest effect of shock and deterrence. No matter who they are, when they learn the news that the gods of the Milo Sect have been overthrown, they must carefully weigh the power of the Tianmiao.

Is it a portion?

What's even more perfect is that all the gods of the Milo Sect have been forcibly absorbed into the Hell Arena, and they will engage in an endless duel. The strength of the gods in the Tianmiao can absolutely suppress the many gods of the Milo Sect, without any impact.

Doubt the winner will belong to Tianmiao.

And with all the strength of all the believers in Tianmiao, the religious army organized is far more powerful than the believers of Milo Sect. When the gods of Tianmiao destroy the gods of Milo Sect, the army of Tianmiao should also be able to plow the court.

Will the acupoint sweepers uproot the Miluo Cult?

While killing the gods of the Milo Religion, you can also appreciate their panic and despair caused by the complete extinction of their own religion. What a joy it is! Nightmare can't wait to see Ashenu scream in despair

Already, he couldn't wait to draw strength from Ashinu's despair.

As expected, Lin Qi was also forcibly moved by the Hell Arena.

His body lightened, and then suddenly heaved, and Lin Qi appeared in the stands of a huge arena. The sky here was pitch black and could only be illuminated by the tens of thousands of giant lighthouses on the edge of the arena. With the help of red

The fire was as viscous as blood, and one could see that the stands were densely packed with all kinds of strange gods, all of which were shouting and roaring with the greatest strength.

Nightmare's wild laughter shook the entire arena, and Ashinu's roars and curses made everyone's ears hurt.

Lin Qi looked at the hysterical gods around him and helplessly spread his hands.

A fight to the death? Then I really don’t know who will survive in the end and who will die in the end.

There was no need to hesitate. Lin Qi's body swayed, and a faint aura of death spread out from his body. He had transformed into the bone-carving knife Sugra. He resolutely decided to join the camp of the Miluo God Cult, and he would serve as Miluo God's cult.

The gods of Luo Shen Cult go to war!

Kill as many temple gods as possible, this is a wonderful and pleasing thing.


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