The first dragon rider figure did not dodge or retreat, raised his sword brazenly, and stepped forward with one step.
Both ends of the curved light sickle blade of the left hand disappeared at the same time, turning into faint blue short thorns, and hundreds of thousands of raindrops appeared in an instant.
Redemption of the second stage of Qian Liyu!
An entire vertical plane of light suddenly penetrated into the giant claw.
Suddenly, the palm of that giant claw was riddled with holes.
The figure of the dragon knight invaded boldly.
Three afterimages followed closely behind him.
With a sense of sudden beauty like flowing clouds and flowing water.
Take another step forward.
When the sound of gold and iron colliding sounded.
The four figures turned into a straight blue light track at the same time, piercing through the giant beast!
Coming from the shadows...
My name is Holy Church!
The inherited combat skill Shadow Raid from Mohanda!
The armored dragon rider, with his unpredictable aura, completely penetrated this vicious beast that made a huge palm print on the steel rock with one claw...!
A clear outline of a human figure floated in the belly of the ferocious beast.
The roar of the giant beast suddenly stopped, and the vitality in the huge blood-red eyes began to disappear.
It looked down at its belly, with pain and disbelief in its eyes.
At this time, there was a faint...familiar...whispering coming from deep in the valley.
The purple mist quickly became restless and began to roll crazily towards the giant beast.
The eyes that had begun to lose focus suddenly regained their ferocious light, and the scars in his abdominal cavity began to stop bleeding.
Mu Fan turned back indifferently, and the dragon rider disappeared again.
puff……
There was a soft sound of a sharp instrument slitting the throat.
Mu Fan turned his back to the giant beast, fell lightly, and retracted the curved light sickle blade of his left hand while spinning.
The "Dragon Core" on his chest was extremely bright at this moment, as if recording this remarkable achievement.
Behind him, a huge animal head crashed to the ground.
The aura of nether energy covered the cut, and this time the purple mist could no longer stop the blood fountain more than seven meters high from the severed head!
Mu Fan stood up, he finally had some impression of this giant beast, how low it was...
Bits and pieces of Amethyst Star come to mind.
That sudden tide of beasts...
The figure fighting the big thunder owl...
This giant beast is clearly a shrunken Demon Warrior!
As expected, the low groaning sound should be the sacrifice of the Layelai tribe.
Even more so when Shura disappeared...the person in charge of the ancient god worship altar!
The giant beast's vitality was completely cut off. In an instant, the purple blood turned into black purple, and a putrid smell came.
The fog within fifty meters of the surrounding area completely dissipated.
Saran, who was not far behind him, was horrified and looked at the huge monster corpse on the ground.
She didn't even know that there would be such a giant beast in the valley of Lord God Envoy.
The Iron Tribe people who were following from afar were also shocked.
They have lived here for three years and worshiped the Lord God countless times, but they have no idea that there is such a terrifying giant beast in the valley.
The giant beast is more than five meters tall, and the ground looks like a crater after a star impact, which is enough to tell how powerful it is.
However, just after a roar, the monster died.
How many secrets are there hidden in this valley?
Why they never knew before...
These straightforward Iron Tribe people were confused for the first time.
The purple mist at the entrance of the valley was completely cleared away at this moment.
Mu Fan stepped in with his sword in hand.
His eyes are extremely cautious now.
Mechas are not allowed to enter the ruins...
If there was a demon servant here that was twenty meters tall.
The result might be really bad.
Demon servants who are strong enough to fight against the Big Thunder Owl are definitely not the ones that the armored dragon knights can deal with at this moment.
In other words, Mu Fan is far from powerful enough to be able to kill thousands of people like the master fighter Mohanda.
The road is winding and quiet, with bare mountain walls on both sides.
After walking through the 100-meter passage, Mu Fan did not suffer a second attack.
The breath of nether energy allowed him to maintain the coldest heart, and also made his breath completely integrated with this space.
Until I actually stepped into the valley and saw the green valley, I didn't feel the slightest danger anymore.
The scenery in the valley is completely different from the outside world. It is like rolling hills. There are waves of inexplicable and strange smells felt at the top of the hills, which makes people feel uncomfortable and even have a slight sense of disgust.
When Mu Fan took the first step on this hill...
"Outsiders, why are you hostile to me?"
An old voice suddenly bloomed from the top of the hill.
A thin purple figure walked out of the tall stone house.
With black soles and purple cloak, a dry brown arm is exposed, holding a wooden staff in his right hand.
Only a pair of purple eyes were exposed under the cloak, looking down.
Behind Mu Fan, Saran, who had just followed him in, trembled. The instinctive fear from the depths of her body and soul made her subconsciously want to retreat, but she gritted her teeth and still kept pace.
But the eyes of the dozens of Iron Tribe people who followed her were filled with fear.
Lord God is angry!
They didn't mean it.
"Salan...you still won't back down."
Those purple eyes looked towards the entrance of the canyon, and the old voice carried far away.
"I..." Saran gritted his teeth and did not retreat, but bravely raised his head, "Let me ask you why you killed my father!"
"His soul is with the gods and will open a path to hope for you. Is there anything wrong with this?"
The old voice carried an inexplicable kindness.
"You... lied!" Saran almost bit his lip with his teeth, "Our family worked hard to mine for you, why do you treat us like this!"
"The gods need his sacrifice. If you step back now, I won't blame you."
The cloaked envoy raised his head and stared at Saran quietly, with an extremely strange feeling in his whirlpool-like eyes.
Saran held the giant hammer tightly.
She refused to take a step back.
She would only be affected by the inexplicable force when she was fifty meters away from the divine envoy. Now that Mu Fan was still in front, how could she retreat.
By the way, fifty meters!
"Mu Fan, be careful! Don't get close to him!"
At this time, Saran suddenly reminded him.
"Jiejie...it's too late."
The god stepped forward with his feet without any shoes or socks, and suddenly raised the wooden staff with his withered right hand.
Purple light shone brightly on the top of the wooden staff, then pointed at Mu Fan and tapped it gently.
Buzz!
All the Iron Tribe people who entered the valley felt a sudden shock in their ears, and their eardrums bulged heavily.
Their eyes widened, and uncontrollable fear surged from the bottom of their hearts.
The messenger of God was indeed angry.
Purple light instantly enveloped Mu Fan's head.
The dark golden figure who stepped forward paused and froze.
"Jiejie..."
The sinister laughter slowly came from the top of the hill.
This is a ruins. There are no human mecha battleships. What can this kind of armor alone resist?
Mu Fan's eyes were indifferent, but they were covered by the faint blue light.
At that moment, he felt a cold, powerful aura enveloping his brain.
It seemed like he wanted to completely freeze his brain.
The will transmitted by the inexplicable mental power controlled his nerves, making his muscles unable to wriggle and his heart no longer beating.
The whole person first enters a vegetative state and then dies peacefully.
This is a weird mental attack method.
It is far different from the attack method of controlling objects with telekinesis.
This attack was very strange, very deadly, and so unexpected.
However……
Mu Fan raised his eyes coldly.
The dragon core on his chest lit up as if breathing.
An even colder breath of nether energy spreads all over the body!
The Armored Dragon Rider was like a natural force field, completely isolating Mu Fan from the outside world.
Psionic energy is an existence that completely crushes the opponent qualitatively!
"Sacrifice of the Layelai tribe."
"I really didn't expect that."
Mu Fan shook his head, raised his steps, and stepped down.
The purple figure froze instantly, and the old face under the cloak was full of shock.