Faced with Yongshou's angry shouts, the Night King's answer was unabashed, and the two gods and demons' opponents instantly exchanged.
The sudden change of scene caught Yongshou off guard, and he was stabbed again by Chonglou's claws.
Three swords and six holes.
Not only was his star body injured, but his soul was also vomiting blood. It was obvious that the Demon Lord's attack was all-round.
"The benefits haven't been obtained yet, and I've made myself a mess!"
Yongshou was so angry that the three corpse gods jumped wildly.
The Night King has completely fallen out with him, and as they are both gods and demons, they have the same authority. Yongshou was assigned to deal with Taiqing before because he was the weakest in a head-on confrontation. But when the Night King deliberately
Even if the opponent changes, there is nothing he can do to stop it.
Just like before, the Night King was just as angry and helpless when he openly sided with others.
You do the first grade of junior high school, and I do the fifteenth grade!
Looking at the god and demon who fought against the Emperor Fuxi, Yongshou thought for a moment, then withdrew his gaze fearfully, and with a wave of his sleeves, believers in the kingdom fell to the ground in large numbers, without any breath, to compensate for their injuries.
It's just that the injury can be recovered, but the soul's attention must be transferred to the confrontation with Chonglou, and it is temporarily unable to monitor everything happening in the world in real time.
"West District, you must hold on!"
Yongshou can only pray.
At least judging from the previous situation, the war situation is still in a stalemate.
As the strongest reinforcement in the East District, Shenlong had half-god strength, but was knocked down by the forbidden air domain of the Mage Tower. Then countless orcs swarmed up and tried to bite the elephant to death.
Fortunately, the dragon is not comparable to the big lizards in the West. It can call the wind and rain, and is innate and self-made.
Those dirty weapons of the strong orcs could not hit the dragon scales at all, they were bounced away and then pierced by countless fine water arrows.
This is the Fairy Island, with a rich aura of water spirit, suitable for the Shenlong based in the East China Sea.
Therefore, no matter how many strong orcs there are, they are not enough to trigger quantitative changes and trigger qualitative changes.
It was a one-sided massacre.
But the orcs still came out endlessly, and as they fell one after another, different figures appeared.
Different from the strong orcs who only have brutal bloodlust in their eyes, the orcs who appeared later were relatively thin in physique, but their eyes shone with the luster of intelligence and cruelty. They wore necklaces made of skulls around their necks and held slender weapons in their hands.
The bone staff, layers of green light poured out from it...
When the rich green light burst out with terrifying corrosive power based on the bones of hundreds of orcs, a huge eyeball jumped out from the top of the mage tower, and a transparent hemispherical force field appeared directly, as if it were a huge
The glass cover tightly covers the dragon.
Countless subtle and complicated runes are looming and flowing endlessly, completely isolating the space where the dragon is from the outside world, forming an independent domain world.
The forbidden air realm has not yet been resolved, and Shenlong once again found himself as if he had fallen into a viscous liquid, unable to move even an inch, and even the aura of heaven and earth became difficult to communicate with.
(?((≧口≦))?)
The dragon finally became angry and let out a thundering roar.
There was a loud sound like the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering. Dark clouds gathered in the sky. Purple lightning snaked through the clouds like a giant snake. It struck down with almost no effort.
But this still cannot break open the barrier deployed by the station.
Even Shenlong, who is naturally talented, has his limits. Shenlong cannot last long with such squandering.
"Come on!"
At this time, the East District group had already embraced Adonis and arrived outside the realm world.
Adonis is being held by Princess Luoluo.
From the gray expression on his face, it can be seen that Adonis is apologetic for his previous wavering of faith.
At this moment, he is also eager to atone for his sins: "Master, I want to go to the battlefield. I know the flaws of this mage tower, and I will definitely find a breakthrough for the East District!"
"The breakthrough point you know must have been changed by that old guy. If you rush into it rashly, you will only fall into a trap."
Huang Shangyu said sincerely: "I know you have just arrived and are eager to shed your blood for the Eastern District. But everyone's position is different. Some are good at offense, some are good at defense, and some are good at driving tanks. Beta,
Which one do you think you are?"
Adonis' lips trembled: "Master, my name is not Beta. Give me a chance to change my ways. Please..."
"Beta, I know you are arrogant. You are willing in your heart but deny it on the surface. This is not good and you must change it!"
Huang Shang pricked up his ears but didn't hear clearly. He nodded to Luo Luo: "Care about him well and use your great love to influence him!"
Luo Luo didn't say anything, just used facial cleanser: "Oh oh oh oh oh oh! Okay!"
"I'm not a Beta. Let me go up there, even if I die on the battlefield, even if I die on the battlefield!"
Adonis's voice gradually disappeared from Luo Luo's chest, and everyone in the East District also began to attack crazily.
With Adonis as a puppet, they no longer had any scruples in taking action. The anger they had received before completely exploded, and the momentum was earth-shattering. The mask of light continued to tremble and cracks appeared.
But those cracks had just opened and were quickly repaired, but it was the support of the resident force. Everyone looked at Huang Shang with ugly expressions.
"Boss, what should I do?"
Not to mention other people, even Zixiao from the Contract Chamber of Commerce shouted as if he had joined the Tianjiao Alliance.
What people want.
Of course, this cannot defeat a powerful garrison, and the same location is not enough to put down two garrison.
It seems that there is really nothing that can be done about this mage tower?
"The West District is so arrogant, do you think that one station can be so arrogant in the world?"
"Remember this sentence, if you are in good faith, you will get a lot of help, but if you are in bad faith, there will be little help!"
Fortunately, Huang Shang's calm voice gave them reassurance.
Although I don’t quite understand where Dedao Duoshu came from, I already feel strangely convinced by this person’s words.
And Huang Shang was indeed not deceived. In addition to the battlefield outside, there was also a battlefield inside the Mage Tower.
In the Hall of Wanwen, countless strong orcs were surrounding and killing three figures.
The evil king protected Zhao Ling'er and Anu, and kept the defense airtight in the face of these endless attacks.
"Goudan is the bad guy!"
Seeing his palace being crushed, Zhao Ling'er pursed her lips and hated a group of people for the first time.
She was practicing boxing and drinking at home, and she was living a happy life. Suddenly she was beaten up, her barrier was gone, and her home was destroyed. It was so sad!
"Sister Ling'er, where are the other little sisters?"
Anu and Zhao Ling'er fought side by side, showing off their power and becoming the most powerful output point, but they were also concerned about the safety of other people on Fairy Island.
She and Zhao Ling'er are good friends on the Internet. This time they came to meet Orange. By the way, they were entrusted by the leader of the Moon Worshiping Cult to see if they could welcome the saint back.
According to Anu's understanding, Fairy Island has adopted many orphans and monsters over the years, so it shouldn't be so deserted.
"Except for Sister Luo, they all avoided it early. Dad took care of us... Huh?"
Zhao Linger was halfway through answering when her eyes suddenly lit up and a ray of light flew over.
She stretched out her hand and found that it was a long sword as thin as a cicada's wing. The sword's body was crystal clear and had sharp edges. It seemed to be made of crystal stones of ten colors, but it was strangely integrated. It had a sense of heaven and earth.
The supreme beauty of everything attached to the sword.
"Tian Jing? Hun Tian Bao Jian?"
Zhao Ling'er read out the seal characters on the sword and felt a sense of connection and warmth derived from blood, as if she had returned to her mother's arms.
At the same time, ten slender rays of light also appeared in her mind, which were the Huntian Treasure Mirror transmitted from the sword body.
The magical power created by the great goddess Nuwa was passed down to the descendants of Nuwa at this time.
This god-level skill is divided into ten levels. Each level corresponds to a kind of natural energy between heaven and earth. In terms of energy changes and rich attributes, it is the best among all martial arts.
There is no one.
Of course, the difficulty of cultivation is also the most difficult.
Even if Wuming can awaken the will of flesh and blood throughout his body, he can burst out a hundred successes, and he can learn everything 100%, it cannot be said that he has it all under his control. There is still huge room for improvement.
As a core skill that will never become obsolete even when it reaches the level of gods and demons, it is completely normal to have such strong skills. But at this moment, in the process of taking the sword, Zhao Ling'er first saw heavy smoke rising between his five fingers, and the clouds of smoke flew up and swept around.
.
The orcs who swarmed up rushed in and disappeared without a trace, never to come out again.
White clouds! The realm of great success!
At this moment, even the Evil King looked at him sideways. One, three, five, seven, his acting skills were passable. Anu's eyelashes were curved, and he blinked: "Sister Ling'er is great!"
On the small boat outside the island, after sending Li Xiaoyao and Anu to the island, Brother Zhang began to sleep soundly and ignored the earth-shattering confrontation on the island.
But at this time, he opened half of his eyes and clicked his tongue: "I didn't expect that there is such a technique in the world that is suitable for the Nuwa clan?"
"It doesn't matter, you outsiders are fighting for life and death. You originally didn't do my business, but since you have taught Ling'er the magic skill, I will repay you this kindness!"
He muttered to himself, took off the wine gourd from his waist, and threw it into the air.
The wine gourd swelled up in the wind and suddenly transformed into a god, a man with an unkempt appearance, drinking heavily from the wine gourd.
"I have a jug of wine, enough to soothe the wind and dust. I will pour it into the rivers and seas and give it to everyone in the world!"
With the wine in his liver and intestines and his chest filled with fierceness, this phantom reaching the sky and the earth had already arrived in front of the mage's tower, and he swung a gourd up.
Bang!
It was as if the ancient times had reappeared, and Gonggong's anger touched Buzhou Mountain. The barrier that had just been impregnable suddenly broke into millions of pieces. The dragon roared loudly and flew out, finally breaking free from its confinement.
But the gourd's momentum didn't stop, and it directly hit the proud and angry mage tower.
The mage tower swayed, like a drunken person staggering, trying to fall, but stopped.
But even so, the great situation it had just created was gone.
Just one blow!
"The Dionysus Swordsman? The Dionysian Curse?"
This earth-shattering scene shocked everyone inside and outside.
Except for Huang Shang who stood with his hands behind his back.
Seeing this confident East District hero, everyone suddenly understood and was convinced:
"So that's it, this is the plot's use of opportunity, De Dao Duo helps!"