Everyone was silent, filled with anger but not daring to shout.
The difference in strength is too big. This guy is not even a demigod, but his terrifying attack and killing skills are simply rare in the world.
The densely packed divine treasures, even if they are just phantoms, are astonishingly powerful, but with their unique ability to devour their power, they swarmed up and became this guy's power bank.
Fortunately, their mission has actually been completed, and the gods they supported have rushed into the temple. Now everyone just needs to wait for the results.
So although I was not angry, I was not willing to risk my life fighting this monster.
Just when everyone retreated silently and kept their distance from Ding Xiaoyi.
Suddenly I heard a sneer coming from the void.
"A mere ant dares to scream again, go away."
Along with the sneer, I saw a chariot coming from the distant starry sky, the chariot rumbled, and a figure was riding on the chariot.
As the chariot came through the sky, it rolled up a rain of light all over the sky, and the stars fell down, boundless, making the place a colorful place, shocking everyone.
"It's a god!"
Everyone was shocked. They never thought that a god would come at this time.
"Stop him!"
With a loud roar, everyone knew they were facing a dead end, but they still rushed towards the chariot immediately.
They want to compete for advantages with the gods who help their own gods at all costs. Even if they consume one-tenth of the opponent's spiritual energy, for their own gods, it may be able to increase the probability of their own gods entering the temple.
As for whether the price is worth it?
I believe no one will deny that if they do not fight, once they fail to seize the divine power when the first wave of Shinto is opened, then their entire tribe will become slaves of outsiders.
It may even be erased directly.
Even if it is for their own wives, children, and children, they cannot help but fight.
"Star Destruction!"
Facing the menacing attack and killing by everyone, the figure riding on the chariot roared loudly, which resounded through the sky. His whole body was glowing, and the chaotic energy was dispersed, revealing a skinny face.
He has old skin, skinny bones, and a green coat draped over his body, but it doesn't fit him as if it's about to slip off his body at any time.
His words were the law, cutting across the stars in the sky, huge divine power surged, shattering the thousands of rainbow lights that came in front of him, only the divine radiance around him bloomed, turning into ancient stars, penetrating through everyone in front of him.
With a pop, the divine light swept across, and blood and flesh flew across the sky. All the figures in front were chopped into pieces, turning into nameless bones and blood mist in this catastrophe.
The ancient chariot rumbled, and he slowly stood up on the chariot and walked towards the front road. Gods would kill gods if they blocked them, and immortals would kill immortals if they blocked them!
"He is an old god!!" Someone saw his face clearly. Although they did not recognize him, this state was definitely not that of a newly promoted god.
Seeing this scene, everyone felt cold from head to toe. It was too powerful, and the scene they were most worried about finally appeared.
This person is not a new god, but an old god, silent in the ancient times, waiting for this day for a long time.
In comparison, they are not even as good as ants!
For a moment, everyone was scattered and fled. If it were a foreign god, they might still have the courage to risk their lives to consume the opponent's spiritual energy.
But this is a resurrected old god. Perhaps a long, long time ago, this old god had already stood tall among the gods and was a powerful god.
Otherwise, how could he survive the apocalypse of the gods and survive to this day?
Facing such a powerful existence, they really don't have the courage to contend.
"Boom!!"
A huge bell rang, followed by a sound wave visible to the naked eye, suddenly sounded from in front of the shrine, and the sound wave swept in like a torrent. In a daze, people saw countless soldiers and horses standing on the sound wave.
The chariot crashed towards the old god.
"wild!"
They looked back and saw Ding Xiaoyi using all his strength to activate the five-color divine bell above his head, then holding the big bell and charging straight forward with a long knife in his hand, they couldn't help but feel shocked.
They pride themselves on being extraordinary, but when they saw Ding Xiaoyi today, they understood what it means to be a fierce person. A dragon-level man dares to face a resurrected old god with a hard face. Who dares to have such courage if he doesn't have a head as strong as a hammer.
"Artifact!"
Seeing Ding Xiaoyi rushing towards him, the skinny old man's eyes widened, and his pair of yellow eyes almost overflowed from his eye sockets, looking ferocious.
"I came just in time. These two artifacts belong to me."
As he spoke, his slender palms were stretched out, and an invisible force easily crushed the incoming sound waves.
Then the divine power did not fade, and he turned into a big hand that covered the sky and slapped Ding Xiaoyi.
In his eyes, Ding Xiaoyi is just a top-level dragon who is not even an ant. One slap from him is enough to shatter him into pieces.
However, it is so inevitable that he will win under the palm of his hand.
Suddenly an ominous premonition flooded into his heart, and before he could recover, he suddenly felt that his power had suddenly stagnated.
A wordless stone tablet rises from the sky. There is no name on the forehead of the tablet. Eight chi dragons circle around the head of the tablet, entwined together. The dragons are so majestic that they suppress all laws.
On both sides of the monument, there are pictures of rising dragons, a giant dragon flying in the air. The dragon's eyes were wide-eyed, and its mouth sprayed out rainbow light, which suddenly covered the sky in front of its eyes with a bloody hand.
Ding Xiaoyi is not a fool. He dares to fight head-on with the old gods, so he naturally has enough confidence. This wordless monument is not imitated by him with the power of creation, but is truly made by Yu Niang.
The last time she was in the Yi country, Yu Niang felt that the Shinto was about to open up, so she took precautions and summoned a wordless tablet for him to swallow as a trump card to save her life.
This is the power that Yu Niang has after she holds the authority. It contains the power of an emperor and is far more than a hundred times the power she had when she was hunting Jehovah.
He used the art of hoarding energy and it had been brewing in his belly. Now when he spits it out, it is no less powerful than Yu Niang's full strength.
Although there are no words on the wordless stele, it is more than ten thousand years old. It seems that this stele represents the supreme holy power and the divine power of the emperor.
Even the resurrected old god was suppressed to the point of being almost breathless at this moment.
"What kind of power is this."
The old man screamed, and his shriveled body began to fall apart.
He couldn't believe that at this time, in this world, there was such a terrifying power that could make him look like this.
What's more, this power comes from the hands of a dragon-level person who is not even a demigod. It is so outrageous that it is really hard to believe.
Not only was it hard for him to believe it, but the heroes who were watching the battle from a distance couldn't help but tremble. They felt deeply, and the shock in their hearts was too shocking.
I saw Ding Xiaoyi flying towards him with Huangquan in his hand. Taking advantage of the fact that the old guy was suppressed by the Wordless Monument and unable to move, he slashed his head with a knife.
"boom!"
The underworld's sharpness is so terrifying, but when it was struck on the old guy's head, it was just fire splashing around, without any harm at all.
"Dragon level is just dragon level after all. Without divine power, it will be difficult for you to perform miraculous effects even if you have a divine weapon in your hand."
After the blow, the old man felt calm, although he didn't know how this guy summoned such a terrifying wordless monument.
But the dragon-level power alone could not destroy his body.
After all, his body has been tempered by the years for an unknown amount of time. If it could be destroyed casually, how could he survive until now?
Ding Xiaoyi didn't believe in evil, so he raised his hand and slashed horizontally and vertically. The old guy's body was covered with fire, but he didn't leave any scars.
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"Hahaha..." The old man burst into laughter.
But soon his smile suddenly stopped, and Ding Xiaoyi put away the artifact in his hand at this moment, picked up the wordless tablet suppressed in the void, and smashed it down head on.
"boom!!"
Suddenly the chariot the old man was sitting on was instantly blown to pieces, and he was also shaken by the impact of the wordless monument, and the divine light on his body suddenly dimmed.
"Hmph, I thought you were really indestructible." Seeing that this method was indeed effective, Ding Xiaoyi was so determined that he couldn't help but smash the wordless monument with his arms.
The sound of "boom, boom, boom..." resounded under the starry sky.
"Oh my God, this guy is so fierce!"
"Dragon level defeating the old gods, or single combat? I think this matter is enough for me to brag about for a year!"
"It lasted for more than a year. It is simply a wonderful sight in the prosperous times."
The people watching the battle in the distance looked at the scene in front of them and shouted excitedly, even though they and Ding Xiaoyi were also considered enemies.
But they are both dragon-level, and are regarded as ants by the gods, and it is false to say that they are unhappy. So now when they see Ding Xiaoyi defeating the god-level, he is still an ancient old god, and their blood is naturally boiling.
If it weren't for their lack of strength, they would have been ruthlessly suppressed once they got close to the area around the stone monument. I'm afraid they would all join in the fun at this time.
Even if I kick this old guy in the face twice, I'm afraid he will have no regrets in this life.
If they could still go back alive, this would probably be enough for them to brag about for the rest of their lives.
It's a pity that most of these foreign masters come from relatively remote foreign lands without commercial travel. Otherwise, everyone would have a mobile phone by now, and they would have captured such shocking scenes with their mobile phones.
However, although they did not have mobile phones, they also had other ways to record the incident. For example, some people had taken out memory crystals and burned the scene in front of them.
"Bang, bang, bang..." In the blink of an eye, Ding Xiaoyi had hit it more than ten times in a row.
Every time he hit it, the old man's body was shaken with divine light, his face showed a painful and ferocious look, and within a few moments, divine blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
The divine light on his body also completely dimmed, and he no longer dared to use his divine power to resist, so he restrained all his divine power and simply resisted with his physical body.
"boom!"
I have to say that this guy's physical body is as solid as a rock. Even without the divine protection, it is still incredibly hard.
But without the divine power to resist, the wordless tablet did not have the same effect as before. After a few hard hits, there was only a "click!" sound.
A crack spreads from the edge to one-third of the stele. I believe that if we continue to hit it a few more times, the stele may be completely shattered before the old guy is killed.