Chapter 825 The collision of eleventh level gods and demons
"Oh, Your Highness Bingge, welcome, please come inside!"
The second clone raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
He thought it was some big shot, but it turned out to be a woman.
As for the Ice Demon Palace, he didn't know, but he knew that the highest level of the tauren was the God and Demon Palace, and those leading the attack on the fifth star ring were Kui He, Bian An, and Jiumo, three eleventh-level gods and demons.
Maybe the ice demon is one of the gods and demons, maybe, otherwise a messenger wouldn't have such a grand display.
"Sister, this Chi Man is very powerful!"
A group of people passed by, and the little shaman Lu Di spoke softly to the masked woman Bing Ge.
The second clone narrowed his eyes. This Bingge was the sister of the little shaman Ludi.
Bing Ge did not speak. The group entered the hall. Bing Ge sat directly at the main seat and then spoke with a cold voice: "I came here this time to ask about some things about the Seventh Continent."
"Speaking!"
There was no accident with the second clone. He didn't realize that sending a scrapped ship would require some kind of ice demon envoy.
"Just relax!" Bingge suddenly lifted off the veil, revealing a stunning face with exceptionally bright eyes.
"not good!"
The second clone wanted to retreat violently, but it was too late.
The surrounding space solidified, as if it had been dug out, and it was separated from the surrounding environment. Only he and Bing Ge were left.
A tyrannical force went straight to his forehead, causing severe pain, as if his whole head was about to explode.
The second clone was frightened and angry. This was a forced search of his memory. Fortunately, this clone was like a computer terminal, and the server was located where the main body was.
But what is the opponent’s strength?
With his strong strength, he is unable to resist. It is difficult to move the power of his bloodline and his mental power. Even if he is at the tenth level, it is impossible, right?
Could it be the eleventh level, the realm of gods and demons?
"Hey, it's actually a clone?"
Bingge's beautiful face was a little dumbfounded, her eyes were even brighter, and her red mouth whispered: "Tracing the soul back to its origins!"
"boom,"
With a bang in his head, the second clone felt a coldness that could freeze time and space. Following the connection between itself and the main body, it quickly rushed into the void and flew towards the seventh continent.
"A clone that crosses planes. I didn't expect that your main body is also in the realm of gods and demons. I'm curious, who is it?"
Bing Ge murmured to himself, and a stronger pressure appeared, "Crack, click," the originally beautiful face suddenly appeared like tiny cracks in an egg shell.
"This is a soul slaying!"
The second clone was shocked, and he finally figured out that unlike the clone, the soul descended from a super long distance, and the soul descended into a carrier.
The advantage is that there is no need to cut the soul, but the disadvantage is that a suitable carrier is difficult to find, and the strength of the carrier limits the power of the soul.
This body obviously can't bear it anymore!
"presumptuous!"
The second clone couldn't move, but Li Wenhao, who was far away in the pyramid of the Seventh Continent, could move, but he didn't believe it, even though he was so far away.
Even if the eleventh-level gods and demons are really gods and demons, they are just carriers of the ninth level at most. How strong can they be?
His bloodline surged, and his cultivation level rose to almost tenth level.
He summoned up all his mental strength, activated the Chaos Seal in his spiritual sea, unleashed his strongest attack, and struck at the ice coming from the void.
"Brother Royal!"
Hanwa, who was several meters tall beside him, also suddenly stood up, and a thousand-meter-long black demonic phantom appeared behind him. At the same time, a tenth-level aura was thrown into the void.
"Boom," the space shook. Li Wenhao, Hanwa, turned pale at the same time and spat out a mouthful of pale golden blood.
"Your Majesty, what happened!"
"Daddy!" Wang Xiaoyou exclaimed at the dining table, his face full of worry.
"I'm fine, but that bitch is fine too!"
Li Wenhao wiped the blood on his mouth and looked at Hanwa beside him. This boy was so powerful that he could sense it.
To be honest, he has long been curious about the origin of Han Wa. This kid definitely has a huge origin, he is so perverted!
In the spiritual sea, the Chaos Seal glowed dimly, and a corner of the big seal was covered with frost, giving off a hint of cold air.
The Yanlong Jin Ge beside him was trembling violently. He felt a familiar cold breath, which was the cold that killed Emperor Yan.
,,,,,
"Pfft, Chaos Magical Artifact, the breath of the Dark Demon God!"
Li Wenhao's guess was right. In the ancient battlefield, the frozen space shattered, and Bing Ge opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.
But what he didn't expect was that Bing Ge looked shocked, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Your Highness Bingge, what do you mean?" The second clone regained control of his body and roared angrily.
If his strength hadn't allowed him to do so, he would have really wanted to punch this bitch in the face.
Bingge looked at him deeply, said nothing, closed her eyes, and the blood at the corner of her mouth quickly disappeared along with the cracks on her face.
"elder sister!"
"How dare you, who are you, dare to question His Highness!"
The nearby silver-horned tauren exclaimed, and the little shaman Ludi hurriedly got up to help him.
"How could he be injured?" Old Shaman Guhu's eyes were full of horror, even though he couldn't hear what Bingge said.
But he knew the details of Bing Ge, and he was frightened just because he knew it. It was an eleventh-level ice demon descending soul, and he actually vomited blood.
Even if the carrier is only ninth level, the power of gods and demons cannot be resisted by ordinary tenth levels, unless it is above tenth level!
Is there a being above tenth level behind Chi Man?
"Chi Man, what did you do to my sister?" The little shaman Lu Di supported Bing Ge, who was still adjusting his breathing with his eyes closed, and turned his head in a panic.
"Your sister, through me, fought against our Majesty!" The second clone also calmed down, and he did not hide it.
There is no point in hiding it. Although it is a carrier, Bingge has witnessed everything that just happened and cannot hide it.
Moreover, the tauren would not believe that their own strength could make Bingge vomit blood.
"Your Majesty fought against my sister, are you the same?"
The little shaman Ludi obviously knew about his sister's situation. Hearing this, his face changed with shock and he was speechless.
"I didn't expect that, His Majesty the Emperor of your country," the old shaman Guhu looked solemn and stopped talking in the middle of the sentence.
He didn't know what to say next!
Not to mention the levels of gods and demons, they don't know much about the tenth level.
I didn’t take Langya Kingdom seriously before, but I need to take it seriously in the future.
The welcome ceremony was a bit anticlimactic, but half an hour later, Bing Ge's face improved a little, and he left with the group of people.
Five thousand tauren elites were left behind, as well as an eighth-level man named Poison Eye.
Before leaving, the old shaman Gu Hui said a few words not to waste time, and his attitude was much more friendly.
"Don't worry, I will definitely give you a surprise in one month!" The second clone's face was sullen. He knew that the tauren thought that he was a carrier just like Bing Ge.
But there is no explanation. This misunderstanding is better, as long as Bingge doesn't say anything.
"General, what kind of cultivation is His Majesty the Emperor able to bring souls from the Seventh Continent to you? Is it the realm of gods and demons?"
When no one was around, Ba Hu and Lang Qi came up to them, their eyes full of surprise.
"His Majesty the Emperor's cultivation is beyond your imagination. None of the generals present today are allowed to tell anyone!"
The second clone also had a headache and ordered with a gloomy face.
Such a misunderstanding is really of no use. It will only attract the attention of the tauren and will not be of any benefit to the attack on Black Scale City.
And once the news is leaked and the eight major sects and the Four Emperors Palace know about it, it will probably cause quite a stir.