Chapter 1343: Battle of the Saints
"The people of the temple must not hide in the void, they must accept the challenge, otherwise they will be erased!"
The sound of the great sound resounded throughout the world, whether it was the overseas immortal mountain in the distance or the oasis close at hand, all of them resounded with the mighty sound.
Under this voice, the monks below the Mahayana period all trembled, trembling in two streams, kneeling on the ground and worshipping, while the strong people above the Mahayana period were barely able to block this Weiya, but they were not very comfortable.
The face of the god lord is very ugly, he is hidden in the void, and he was actually discovered by the overseer of the world, does he really want the temple to be lost in the long war?
"Damn, is the final trial really started?" Qinglan pounded the ground, his face was distorted, the final trial was destined to be a river of blood, even if it was Qinglan, it was no exception, creating the whole world, just for a trial, these people are so generous!
"The final trial is opened, and those who have obtained the source of the world can enter the next round of trials, and the source of the world is in the hands of the rulers of the eight worlds, no matter who they are, as long as they grab the source of the world, they can accept the inheritance!"
The face of the Divine Lord became even more ugly, and there was nothing he could do but order the Temple to return to the Holy City, accept challenges from all sides, and prepare to accept the inheritance.
Countless ambitious people have gotten the relevant news and are gearing up, this is a good opportunity to transcend this world and finally get eternity!
Some people mutter, some people are puzzled, most people are still gearing up, looking at the ruler of the local continent, the ruler who was originally high, may also be pulled off the horse and become the scenery on the road to success for others.
Three days later, the temple fell and returned to the holy city, the originally chaotic holy city instantly quieted down, the former ruler and the king returned, and those snakes, insects, rats and ants also knew that now was not the time to challenge.
On this day, the Divine Lord walked out of the temple, holding the source of the gray world in his hand, holding it high, and spreading his words throughout the desert continent with the formation of the temple.
"I am the god master, the source of the world, the challenger, you can come to the holy city to challenge, I am waiting for you!"
The overbearing voice of the god lord spread almost throughout the desert continent between the lightning and flint, the wailing people stopped wailing, the killers forgot to swing their knives, and those who were ambitious and planned one conspiracy after another also stopped slandering.
On this day, the god placed his throne in the center of the holy city, that is, in the square of the temple, on which the god lord sits, and the strong men of the temple are lined up, and as for the other attendants, the others go to take refuge.
"In a big battle of this level, everyone else is cannon fodder, it's better to be an eyesore less, we all lost, what's the use of other ants?"
On the sixth day, the sky exploded, and an unruly laughter resounded in the sky, "Thief hahaha, Divine Lord, do you remember who I am?
The god lord sat on the throne of the gods, with a golden sword, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said coldly, "The loser of the competition back then, luckily survived, and he didn't repent, do you want to fight with me?"
"Of course, it should be me who was sitting in this position, not you, a thief who steals the country, I have worked hard all these years, and finally cultivated to the holy realm, you and I will fight, become the king and defeat the king!" the man shouted, and a strong man dressed in black, covering his face, holding two sticks in his hands, and a tall man fell.
When the god lord saw him, he was surprised, "It's still you back then, you haven't changed at all, you were also the holy son of the temple, you don't want the temple to be destroyed, you and I go to the sky to fight, how about it?"
The man didn't think about it, nodded and said, "Okay, this battle is for me to take back the position of the Divine Lord, as for the origin of the world, what inheritance, what immortality, it has nothing to do with me, I only want the position of the Divine Lord!"
The god lord nodded slowly, and the eyes of his old opponent were also full of jealousy, this former old opponent was the first to kill today.
With a wave of his hand, the sky collapsed, and the god lord used his great magical powers, directly detained the person, and rushed to the heavenly dome.
"Who is that person, and why does he seem to have a good relationship with the Divine Master?" Wang Changsheng, who was standing next to Qinglan, had a blazing gossip heart, and asked by the side of Qinglan's mouth.
"A loser, who was the same as the Divine Lord, but was defeated at the last stop, and then his whereabouts are unknown, and now it seems that eighty percent is struggling somewhere, and now he has broken through the Holy Realm, ready to take revenge. ”
Qinglan's words were concise and to the point, and his expression was also very indifferent, for the god lord, the temple seemed to have blind confidence, and the strength of the god lord was obvious to all, otherwise it would not be possible to suppress the Magister Association, and the Round Table Warrior would be dominant in the desert continent for so many years.
Above the sky, a terrifying killing broke out, one yellow and one red, and the two beams of light like Caixia sometimes separated, sometimes collided together, stirring up more intense fluctuations, Wang Changsheng, who was watching on the ground, felt frightened, and the two of them were really terrifying.
"If it is a saint of the level of the god lord, I am by no means an opponent, it is difficult to escape, I used to think that in front of the saint, even if I am not defeated, it is easy to escape, but now it seems that it is not enough, if the god really wants to kill me, I can't bear dozens of moves. Wang Changsheng pursed his lips, and his understanding of himself was at a higher level.
Mountains and rivers were diverted, rivers flowed backwards, and the battle between the two made almost the entire desert continent feel the fluctuations.
"Who is it? no less than us, actually took the lead in challenging the Divine Lord, interesting, the Divine Lord's methods have been too domineering over the years, I don't know how many people have been offended, if those old guys are alive, one after another, the Divine Lord will have good fruits to eat. The Lion Saint muttered, feeling the violent fluctuations in the distance, and said.
"Divine Lord, I still haven't aged yet, but I have entered my old age, for the last battle, my soul is destroyed, and I will not give up, go and take my remnants, I want to merge into one, and then fight the God Lord!"
"The Divine Lord is still so powerful, and it has become more and more terrifying as time goes by, and the fusion of the source of the world has taken another step, it is really a masterpiece of a generation, if he was born in the richest continent, the Divine Lord may already be the ruler of the entire world. The chief knight held the dragon lance, looked into the distance, and muttered to himself.
On this day, all parties have feelings, have made plans, the god lord has set out the chariot and horse, to accept the challenge of all parties in the temple, they are watching, preparing, the source of the world, that is the origin of a continent, the temptation is great.
"This level of killing is really terrifying!"
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