The fusion of ice and wind caused the two demigod masters to fly up again. The bodies floating in the air let out a roar of unwillingness and pain. The shrill voice was full of anger and unwillingness, and little bits of blood were flying in the air.
Although the fusion magic could not kill them, the sharp breath of the two elements of ice and wind had been deeply imprinted into their bodies, and their combat effectiveness was reduced by more than 50%. Coupled with the physical trauma, they
Each has less than 30% of its combat power remaining.
At this moment, Nadu and Jieshang both thought of one thing, and that was to escape. Yes, now they had lost the confidence to fight, and all they could do was escape. However, just as they were about to mobilize
With the last of their strength, even at the expense of all their energy to escape from this terrifying magic cage, the aura of death has quietly enveloped their bodies.
The last scene Nadu and Jieshang saw in their lives was Nian Bing's smile, but in their eyes, it was the smile of the God of Death. The gray sickle was transparent, bringing out a phantom-like black light in the air, everything
It was all so simple, a perfect wave, and the gray figure had quietly disappeared. At the same time, everything was over.
Nadu and Jieshang in the air still maintained their postures of preparing to escape, but at this time, their bodies had solidified, and they were suspended in the air quietly, as if they existed there themselves.
The light at the center of his eyebrows converged, and the magical aura around his body disappeared. Nian Bing no longer even glanced at the two demigods in the air, and turned around to walk towards the man in white behind him. If he could still survive after being weakened by 70%,
After escaping from the attack of the eleventh-level dark forbidden curse, Kiss of Death, Nadu and Jieshang may be more than just demigods. Unfortunately, they are only demigods after all.
At the same time as Nian Bing turned around, the two bamboo poles in the air had turned into bamboo powder and disappeared quietly without leaving any trace. In this world, there is no longer a trace of their breath.
Nian Bing's expression was very calm. When he came to the man in white, the first thing he did was to take off his coat. Then, the water element naturally condensed around his body and turned into water columns. It was washed away continuously.
Touching his body.
The man in white had recovered some of his vitality under the treatment of water element and his own bright fighting energy. He was surprised to see the black carbon head in front of him gradually become cleaner, and the light of surprise gradually turned into horror, "You,
How could it be you?"
Nian Bing smiled slightly and said: "You still remember me! Senior Saint Master." As he spoke, he bent down and saluted the Saint Master. It was right that the man in white with a resolute face and a stoic personality in front of him was the original general.
The dawn that penetrates the world - the ability of the Holy Glory Sword is fully activated, and guides Nian Bing to obtain the Holy Master of the Demon-Eating Sword. Although Nian Bing has never seen his appearance, his voice and the sacred breath are deeply...
It was imprinted in his mind, so when Nian Bing's mental power saw him, he had already recognized his identity.
The Holy Master looked at Nian Bing up and down, and couldn't help but frown slightly. As the owner of light, he could clearly feel the death energy contained in Nian Bing. Although Nian Bing had been hidden deeply, he himself was death.
The source of "Nian Bing, aren't you in Yangon mainland? How did you come here and become like this?"
Nian Bing sighed softly and said: "It's a long story, Senior Saint Master. How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"
The Holy Master smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Thank you for saving me, but my injury was too serious. In order to have a chance of victory, I tried my best to use that kind of attack, but I was already injured."
I am afraid that I will not be able to recover without decades of hard work. This is all thanks to your water magic treatment. Otherwise, I am afraid that even without those two people, I may not be able to survive. But I don’t understand that you are obviously full of the aura of death.
, but why is the magic you use so pure? I remember that you practiced all kinds of magic. Judging from your appearance now, you should have become a master. However, even if you are a master, as a magician, what can you do?
Maybe not chanting the incantation?"
Nian Bing smiled slightly and said: "This is not a secret. When the mental power reaches the point where it can resonate with the magic elements in the air and become true friends with them, then these magic elements no longer need a specific voice to command.
, you only need to use your own magic power as a guide, coupled with mental control, you can naturally produce magic power. In fact, every magician understands this truth, but if you want to have a magic weapon that can completely resonate with magic elements
, and generate the power I need, but it is not that simple. I just had better luck and did it. "Is it good luck? If you are so lucky that you die and are reborn, I am afraid not many people will choose it. Can Nian Bing have it?
His current achievements can only be described as miracles. When he left Green Mountain, his magic power did not change, but his mental power finally entered the realm of great achievements. There was a wonderful feeling in his mind. He knew clearly that
I know that I have entered the ultimate realm of Tianyan Point. Although this realm is not complete, the first effect it shows is that magic no longer requires spells, no matter what stage it is. The eleventh-level forbidden spell is Nian Bing now.
The most powerful magic that can be cast, such magic does not even require chanting incantations. He is convinced that even if he faces the sacrifice of the Ice and Snow Goddess, he still has a great chance of winning.
The magic power consumption did not decrease when casting magic, but the time for chanting spells disappeared. With his special physique and innate energy full of death, Nian Bing also had a recovery speed far beyond that of ordinary magicians.
The wounds on the Saint Master's body have gradually healed under the action of the water element that Nian Bing continues to stimulate, but the injuries inside are not so easy to recover. He practices bright fighting spirit and has a much stronger recovery ability than ordinary warriors.
But once he was seriously injured, the effect that recovery magic could have on him was extremely limited, and most of it could only rely on his own recovery ability.
"Why did you get into a fight with that god of wind? He seems to be trying to steal your things." Nian Bing asked.
The Holy Master nodded, let out a long sigh, and said: "If I had known that God's Continent was like this, I would never have chosen to come here. But, it's too late to say anything now."
Nian Bing said: "Yes! What kind of world of gods is there? It is clearly the continent of hell."
The Holy Master shook his head and said: "No, it's not because of the environment here. In fact, I really like the environment here. Under the oppression of the environment, everyone must practice hard in order to survive. But, I'm tired of it.
The relationship between gods and men. Here, there is only intrigue between gods and men, let alone family ties and friendships. There is only a relationship of mutual use and benefit. This is the source of my disgust. From the surface, all gods and men
All must accept the rule of the Lord Gods. The current seven Lord Gods have woken up from their cultivation, but they have never had effective control over the gods. In order to survive, everyone here is extremely selfish. Perhaps
.Only when the lost empire threatened them, could they unite. They didn't understand at all that only by completely uniting could they survive better. Fortunately, the seal here restricted the gods from setting foot on the Yangon continent. Otherwise,
Everything will become chaotic. You should have heard it. Here, people can eat people for food, which is unimaginable in mainland Yangon."
Nian Bing nodded and said: "Then have you ever thought about leaving here? Go back to Yangon mainland."
The Holy Master shook his head and said: "Don't say I can't leave, even if I can leave, I won't leave. Those main gods are pretty good to me. With me here, I can balance some of the differences between gods and men.
Relationship, I never want to see what I fear most happen."
Nian Bing understands that what the Holy Master is most afraid of is the gods going to Yangon Continent. If something like that happens, Yangon Continent may face a huge catastrophe. "How many gods are there on the Continent of Gods?"
The Holy Master said: "There are probably more than ten thousand people. I don't know the specific number. The two you just killed are considered to be of average ability among the gods. If they practice for another hundred years, they may be able to enter the realm of gods."
level. In addition to the seven main gods, there are six to seventy god-level gods. Among them, the most powerful ones will be named the successors of the main gods by the main gods, just like the Fengshen who I fought with before. He is older than me.
He is hundreds of years older. He is a genius who cultivates wind fighting spirit. If gods and men can unite together, their strength can only be described as terrifying. Think about it, tens of thousands of masters of martial arts and above,
Among them are nearly a thousand demigods equivalent to the level of martial saints, dozens of god-level masters who are more powerful than divine masters, and the seven major gods who dominate them. It is a difficult task to wipe out the Yangon continent.
It’s very easy. Oh, by the way, you came from Yangon mainland, was the sealing bottle of Nameodas really snatched away?”
Nian Bing nodded silently and said: "Yes, they were snatched away by a lich and his men. Originally, they were not the opponents of the Dragon King, but they seized the opportunity of the Dragon King's birth and made a sudden move, and they were able to succeed.
."
The Holy Master smiled slightly and said: "This is a good thing!"
Nian Bing was stunned, "Good thing? Aren't you afraid of the war that will happen after you lose the continent and come back?"
The Holy Master said calmly: "That would be the scene I most want to see. After thousands of years of recuperation, although the number of gods has not increased, their vitality has basically recovered. If this continues, one day the gods will
If you can't bear the life here and set foot on the Yangon continent, it will be a disaster for the entire human race. A group of selfish gods will destroy the entire human world. In order for more humans to live safely, in order to maintain the Yangon continent.
Calm, but I hope that the Lost Continent will come back. The battle between the strong ones will inevitably make the God's Continent dormant again. Even if the God's Continent wins, they will not be able to do anything for a while. As for the Lost Continent, its
The area is not much smaller than Yangon Continent, so there is no need to affect Yangon Continent. Even if it affects the number of humans in the lost continent, it will only cause human change, not the destruction of human beings. Nian Bing, you
With unique advantages, I hope you can make efforts for the future of mankind."
Nian Bing smiled calmly and said: "Maybe, but I just hope to live peacefully with my family. Coming to the God's Continent is originally out of necessity. Here, I just want to restore my vitality. There are some things
You don’t know that in this continent of gods, the main gods cannot make the decision, and it is not so easy to leave here. Who can say what will happen in the future? Just take it one step at a time. I am also selfish
Man, but if someone wants to destroy the environment in which I live, I will not stand still. It seems that the God of Wind is not dead yet, do you want me to help you get rid of him?"
The Holy Master glanced at the Wind God in the distance. At this time, the Wind God was slowly getting up from the ground. The clothes on his chest were soaked with blood. Originally, he had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead. After listening to Nian Bing's words, he had to take the initiative.
He got up. His breathing seemed a little rapid. The battle with the Holy Master consumed most of his combat power, and he was hit by Nado with all his strength. Although he suppressed the serious injury with his own cultivation, he had already lost his strength.
Most of the combat power, judging from the process of Nian Bing killing Nadu and the two, he knew very well that even in his heyday, it was not easy to defeat this mysterious man. Nian Bing's kind of powerful force can be activated without chanting a spell.
The magical attack left a deep impression on him. At this time, his eyes were full of fear. As a selfish god-man, he knew his fate very well.
The Holy Master shook his head and said: "Forget it, if I also kill them all, then what's the difference between me and these guys? Fengshen, go away, not everyone is like you."
Feng Shen was stunned for a moment, looked at the Holy Master, and then at Nian Bing. There was a complicated light in his eyes, but he did not leave. Instead, he walked towards the Holy Master step by step. Looking at his staggering appearance, Nian Bing could not help but frown.
: "Why, the Holy Master is willing to let you go, why don't you leave?" If Fengshen was his enemy, he would have already taken action to destroy him.
Fengshen no longer looked arrogant at this time, "Let's go? Where are we going? Even if you don't kill me, if you leave here now, a random monster can kill me."