Zhang Cong didn't talk nonsense at all. With one move of the mountain and river in his hand, the fifteen ancient gods immediately swept out a sword and blasted the wolf army in front of them into the sky. The target was directed at the ten ancestor gods of the wolf clan on the steps, and surrounded by
The Arhat Legion in the Royal Palace also began to attack.
Zhang Cong and others did not take action. Following the fifteen ancient gods, the six heads of the Arhat Hall and four spiritual clan bosses including Mu Qinghe also rushed up to the high platform to fight with the ancestor god of the wolf clan.
, this time, the difference is very obvious.
Although the more than twenty people in the Holy Cult are only one step away from the Ancestral God, the gap is huge compared to the Ancestral God of the Wolf Clan. The Ancestral God of the Wolf Clan is inherently more suitable for close combat than the Blood Clan and Tauren.
In addition, it was on their home court, so they all performed very stably. If Mu Qinghe and others hadn't had an endless stream of magic weapons in their hands, the Holy Cult's combined attack would have been defeated.
The werewolf ancestor's ability to withstand blows was even more terrifying than that of the vampires. The ancient god split the werewolf's entire back with a sword, and the internal organs inside could already be seen. However, in the blink of an eye, he recovered as before. Except for the blood stains on his body, there was no trace of anything at all.
Can't seem to be injured.
Fighting in this state, Zhang Cong frowned. How could this invincible werewolf win? At this time, Xiaohua and Qin Yu had already rushed forward, and each of them faced off against an ancestor god.
Xiaohua and Qin Yu went up to see how they could kill the wolves. Otherwise, if the fight continued like this, they would never be finished. This situation was not only on the balcony, but also on the legions below.
After fighting for a long time, both sides still suffered close to zero damage. The werewolf could not be killed, but the Arhat and the Eldar could be resurrected through the fountain of life. How should we fight this battle?
Xiaojin and the others all faced off against the ancestor of the wolf clan on the terrace. This was because their effect was actually greater than that of the ancient gods. At least the attacks of the divine beasts were far more fearful to the werewolves than the attacks of the Sword Fairy.
Qin Yu directly threw out the tobacco jar and fire-eating bees, and at the same time, the netherworld thorn kept scurrying around the stage, attacking the werewolf ancestor.
Xiaohua waved the Fire Cloud Sword and Lihuo Shield, and at the same time released the pagoda and directly took in a werewolf ancestor god, which shocked all the werewolf ancestor gods.
As Qin Yu and the two came to power, the battle situation immediately reversed. The wolf clan, which had the advantage, began to lose ground. At this time, Qin Yu shouted: "Bacteria and poison bombs."
Following the shouts, countless poison bombs were thrown directly into the ranks of the werewolf legion. Suddenly, a large area of colorful fungus poison directly covered hundreds of thousands of werewolf legion.
The werewolf, who was originally very resilient, was in trouble this time. This poisonous fungus was not only highly poisonous, but also extremely corrosive. Many hyphae entered the werewolf's body with his breathing, and suddenly the werewolf was covered with poison.
Countless toadstools sprouted, and the werewolves, who were originally fearless of death, immediately began to howl.
The battle damage ratio immediately changed rapidly. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of werewolves were turned into withered bones by the poisonous bacteria. The faces of the werewolf ancestors on the stage changed drastically, and they all looked at the closed door of the royal palace.
At this time, there were only eight werewolf ancestors left in front of the main hall, and one of them asked Qin Yu to put it in the cigarette pot. Moreover, the remaining eight ancestors were also covered by Xiaohua's Lihuo Shu and Qin Yu's Fire-Eating Bee.
It was forced to run around and it was impossible to form an effective attack.
Lu Zhuo and other ancient gods, as well as Mu Qinghe and others, gradually found their senses and used their skills to the extreme. They surrounded the huge terrace like an iron barrel. It was only a matter of time before the eight ancestor gods were defeated.
At this moment, the door of the royal palace suddenly opened, and the eight werewolf ancestors were relieved and quickly escaped into the hall, disappearing into the gloom inside the hall.
The Moon Worshiping King's Palace is huge. The main door alone is ten feet high. The space inside is like a small city. But at this time, a strange phenomenon appeared in the entire hall. Originally, the sun was shining brightly outside the hall, but there were clouds inside.
It was densely covered, like night.
The eight ancestral gods who escaped into the hall have long since lost their traces. Zhang Cong was looking at the vision in the hall and hesitated. Xiaohua chuckled: "The Moon Worshiping Wolf King really wants to make a dangerous move and summon the moon star in this hall to start worshiping.
Moon Mode, if she really does this, the Moon Worshiping Wolf Clan will really be on the road to death."
After speaking, he jumped up and walked into the main hall first, not caring about the ambush that the other party might have planned. As for the ancient god, Mu Qinghe and others, they followed Zhang Cong and Qin Yu and walked into the Moon Worshiping King together.
temple.
It was like walking into a valley, and it was still midnight. Except for a ball of light above the head, the surroundings were pitch black. It was impossible to know how far away it was. However, Xiao Ran's expression did not change, and everyone was relieved. Xiao Ran did not respond.
At least it proves that there is no trap here.
The Yinghuo above the head was hidden behind the bright clouds. It just shed some clear light through the clouds. Xiaohua kept walking forward without any intention of stopping. She walked for more than ten minutes before she stopped. There were already people in front of her.
A huge rooftop could be seen. Including the eight ancestral gods who had escaped, there were fourteen ancestral gods standing on the high platform, looking coldly at Zhang Cong and others who were approaching the high platform.
In the center of the high platform, a white shadow was dancing gracefully. Roads of green light floated directly from the circle in the center of the high platform and merged into the moon and stars behind the red clouds. Seeing a full moon squeeze out the clouds, it appeared directly
Once in the sky, the entire space was suddenly illuminated by the moonlight. Only then did Zhang Cong see that the hall was surrounded by densely packed wolf soldiers, each with a level of cultivation no lower than that of the wolf soldiers outside.
There were millions of wolves in total, but they didn't make a sound. They all raised their faces and stared at the full moon in the sky with piety. Only then did the figure in white in the middle of the high platform stop dancing.
Turning towards Zhang Cong and the others, Zhang Cong was stunned at first glance. He did not expect that the wolf king of the Moonwatching Wolf Clan was actually an oriental woman.
The ones with the most exciting expressions were Xiao Ran and Yun Lan, because they both knew this woman, and she turned out to be Bihua Jun, the maid of the Great God Wutian.
"The way of heaven has fallen and things are changing. The original defender of the great god Wutian has now turned into the vanguard of eradicating the Wutian lineage. The black and white evil spirits, you didn't expect us to meet here, right?"
Bihuajun looks like a young woman in her twenties. Not only is she slim and her skin is breakable, she is not inferior to Qin Yu and others.
When the woman asked, Xiao Ran and Yun Lan suddenly showed embarrassment on their faces. They didn't know how to explain it for a moment, but Zhang Cong laughed: "Are you the maid of the great god Wutian? I don't know whether you are a defender of Wutian or a demon.
Yuan’s puppet?
More than 100,000 years ago, even Wutian had the good thoughts in white clothes. I would like to ask the Wolf King, are you serving the good thoughts in white clothes or the evil thoughts in black clothes?"
