Who would dare to touch him?

This domineering declaration made the air flow over Denglic stop for a moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wu Liang looked at this person he had never met with burning eyes, his body was particularly tall, not much worse than even the original Bourkeso brothers, with a body as high as five meters, a thick back, majestic and awe-inspiring.

There was power surging uncontrollably in his body, and Wu Liang understood that this was a domineering sword technique obtained from Glaci. The domineering sword technique was created by Gracie, who is a barbarian knight, and combines the domineering spirit of the barbarian clan with the skill of a knight.

At this moment, when the barbarian clan, the most powerful overlord in the world, appeared, the domineering energy in Wu Liang's body began to fluctuate frequently.

Roar!

Diablo, who was knocked away by the golden light, roared angrily at the barbarian Immortal King of this generation, and the sound waves filled with the power of fear condensed into bundles and went straight to the golden giant's face. However, the latter only stared at the golden pupils, and a golden-red beam of light burst out, meeting the terrifying sound wave in the air, and then disappearing into invisibility at the same time.

Seeing this, Wu Liang's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, if nothing else, this barbarian immortal king should be the most powerful human he had seen in this era.

"Perhaps, only Mondsley in the Swamp of Death can compete with him......"

Wu Liang remembered the skeletal human who had given him a second career.

The struggle on the battlefield of the sky, because of his appearance, was temporarily stopped. Aenarius took Lilith and Irenee to the side, Mephisto and Barr confronted him from afar, Diablo, who was unable to strike a blow, did not strike again, and Marcel, who was besieged by Lionheart, Lord Alpaca, Rakitic and others, also got a respite.

It was only because of him alone that this chaotic war came to a standstill.

What a domineering thing this is!

Wu Liang forcibly suppressed his restless heart and gradually uncontrollable domineering aura, and tried his best to help Ed deliver the holy light to the strange formation, at this time, the vertical and horizontal ravines had already been filled with seventy or eighty percent, and it would not be long before Abdul Hazir, the second saint of the shelter, could successfully return to the shelter and successfully return to the shelter.

"Vorusk!"

It was still Mephisto who spoke out, the King of Hates who was extremely jealous of Gracie's brother. The strength of the Barbarian Immortal King is not inferior to the supreme existence of the Hell Demon King level, and without the Hell Furnace Amplification, he can even exert his combat power beyond the Hell Demon King within the range of the Northern Grassland.

Mephisto glanced contemptuously at Wu Liang, who was concentrating, and estimated the comparison of the combat power of the enemy and us.

"Barr and I were able to contain the three of Aenarius, and although Diablo's strength fell below the rank of Hell Demon God, he should still be able to withstand the attacks of Volusk and Achevu. Marcel has been slow to do his best, what the hell does he want to do? Those ants, for a small price, can kill one casually. In an instant, Mephisto's mind changed sharply, "As long as I delay the time until the Ranger North Camp is destroyed, get that thing, and the final victory will be mine!" ”

The golden giant Vorusk glared at the Hate King with an unkind face, and said in a thunderous voice, "Mephisto, go back to your burning hell!" ”

Hearing this, Wu Liang couldn't help but be amazed, it was the first time he had seen someone dare to speak to the Hell Demon God like this.

The eyes of the King of Hate were extremely calm, unaffected by Vorusk's words, and he laughed strangely and said, "I think you should go back to your northern steppe first, maybe at this time, there is a riot in the barbarian country!" ”

With an indescribable look in his eyes, Vorusk said calmly: "On the way here, I saw Beria, the king of lies, who did not follow your decision and invaded the northern steppes, but went to the Chengtian Mountains!" ”

Chengtian Mountain, in the central region of the Western Continent, is a continuous high mountain that carries the sky temple of warrior monks.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three of them immediately changed.

These three are Mephisto, Aenarius, and Wu Liang.

"Damn it!"

Mephisto secretly hated, "Beria actually deceived me!" ”

The same thing happened to the other two. The agreement reached between Aenarius and Beria was to lie dormant here and join forces to kill Mephisto, but the latter was nowhere to be found. Wu Liang, on the other hand, remembered the transaction between Diablo and Belial in the palace of the Burning Hell Dread Demon God, and now the King of Lies directly reneged on the treaty.

"Sure enough, the king of lies is the king of lies, and few words of what he says can be believed!"

Wu Liang pursed his lips, and then, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the direction where Ares had fallen.

After Vorusk appeared, the only battle that did not stop was the annihilation of Aaron, the son of the Holy Light, against the Shining Angel Ares.

Ares desperately urged the holy light in his body to complete the holy light barrier, and it turned out to be so subtle took the magic sword stained with Lucian's blood, gritted his teeth and stabbed Ares in the center of the eyebrows with all his might, while Aaron, the son of holy light, released a dim light and continued to erode the precarious holy light barrier.

"With this magic sword alone, and Aaron's strength, there is no way to kill Ares in a short period of time!" Hehehe, the classmate said silently in his heart, "If the other battles end early, I'm afraid that not only Ares will fall into the hands of others, but this sword will no longer belong to me!" ”

"Hateful, in order to avoid extraneous branches, I can only give up a killer feature!"

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth so delicately, and in his left hand there was a small glass bottle out of thin air, which contained a drop of black-brown liquid.

There was a look of horror in Ares' eyes, and he knew that the liquid was a drop of blood, and that the owner of this blood was a being he would never want to see again.

Suddenly, the drop of blood tumbled in the vial, forming a hideous face in an instant, and Ares's pupils suddenly shrank, and a roar from that face was heard in his ears.

"Ares...... Why...... Why don't you save me......"

Hearing these words at the same time, there were also those supreme beings in the air, the eyes of Aenarius and Mephisto couldn't help but intertwine, and then the battle resumed, this time Aenarius had no worries, so he fought with all his strength mercilessly.

"No ......"

Ares looked at the bottle that had been clenched so delicately, and cried out in fear, losing the poise that a supreme angel should have.

"No, don't crush it! Harder......" Ares swallowed, "It's not that I don't want to save you, it's that I can't do anything!" I'm heartbroken that you've been thrown into the hell's crucible by Mephisto, but ...... But I can't go to Burning Hell! ”

"Sophistry!"

The face that Ares called Hader showed a vicious look, and he roared angrily: "I don't want to listen to your quibbles! I'm dead...... I'm dead! So...... I want you to die too...... I want you to stay with me......"

"No!!"

Ares exclaimed in amazement, he watched as he crushed the glass vial in such a delicate pain, but he couldn't stop it.

Click!

The debris scattered in all directions, crashing into the barrier of light in front of Ares, and instantly dissolved into nothingness.

And the blood in the bottle, or rather, the man in the bottle, rushed to the center of Ares's brow with a monstrous resentment.

"I don't want to die!"

Ares shouted in despair, in the high-level heavens, only the Supreme Light Wing Shoulder Armor is an eternal and immortal existence, so if Ares dies, it will be eternal death.

However, the face named Hal broke through the barrier of light and easily burrowed into Ares's skull.

"Uh...... Amount......"

At the slam of the blow, Ares rolled his eyes, foaming at the mouth, his cheeks twisted, and he was about to die.

At this time, it turned out that Gao Miao did not intend to stop there, and the magic sword stained with Lucian's blood stabbed down without hesitation, directly between Ares's eyebrows. A pale white ethereal spirit escaped from the place where the sword pierced, and the spirit had the appearance of Ares, which was the soul of Ares.

Ares struggled to escape, but couldn't get away from the sword, and Hader's face floated out of Ares's head, frantically tearing at Ares's soul and pulling it straight into the sword.

Seeing this, the face that turned out to be so wonderful finally showed a look of excitement, and when he saw the blood of Lucien on the sword, several times of light and dark finally calmed down. At the same time, several white lights floated out of his body, and the rank directly broke through the elemental archmage, but he immediately drew his sword and fled without saying a word, leaving behind the body of Ares, who died very completely.

Put away the magic sword that he regarded as a treasure, and it turned out to be so subtle and roared to the sky.

"Bald head, wind wolf, give me a broken queen!"

The reason why he said this was because he sensed the killing intent coming from the mad demon, and the black dragon shadow that missed him threw a bloodthirsty gaze at him, and the mad demon immediately took a step forward and pursued him.

The bald warrior monk and the wind wolf druid glanced at each other and saw each other's helplessness, this step was not in the plan. Obviously unreliable, it turned out to be so subtle that he wanted to leave them behind and run away by himself. However, in a hurry, these two people didn't think much about it, it turned out that such a high degree was the core of their team, and everything was focused on the overall situation.

"Get out of the way!"

The mad demon held a strange spear in his hand and swept towards the two of them, the black dragon shadow above him roaring, desperate to get the magic sword that was so high. However, the bald head and the wind wolf are not ordinary players, if it is a mad demon one-on-one, the two are not opponents at all, but as long as the two join forces, they can play the effect of one plus one is greater than two.

The mad demon's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he said with a little regret: "It's a pity that my Hu Cong hasn't officially grown up yet, so I can only let him go first......"

At this time, Aaron, the son of the Holy Light, did not go after him as he was, because the latter knew very well what the former needed, so he did not touch his interests. Aaron's eyes flashed with irrepressible excitement, and he put his left hand to Ares's heart, and his right hand to his own heart, and muttered a divine incantation in his mouth, and in an instant, a ray of light spread along his left hand, to his arm, and finally through his right hand, into his heart.

Aaron, who is the reincarnation of the Sage Akarat, has always suppressed his realm and not broken through the legendary priesthood, for this moment. He wanted to take the heart of an angel from one of the Most High Angels, so that he could use it to challenge for the throne of the Holy One. As he attains the position of a Sage, he breaks through the shackles of the rank of the Legendary Priest, thus reaching a level of strength comparable to that of the Immortal King.

Akarat, who wants to reinvent his glory in this life.

"Soon, I'll be a new generation of Sages in no time!"

Aaron's heart was pounding, and he was surrounded by holy light, and although he still showed a kind and holy color, the excitement on his face could not be concealed.

"Abd al-Hazir!"

Aaron felt the endless torrent of holy light, felt the world that was becoming clearer and clearer, chewing on this name that only existed in legends, with an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes.

"When you return, I will challenge you in the name of the Sage, and I will defeat you, and then become the sole spokesperson of the Sanctuary!" Aaron glanced at Wu Liang, "Even if someone may become the only king of the shelter, without the assistance of the sage, he will not be able to integrate all the power of the shelter!" At that point, I'll be able to use this as a threat to take control of the entire shelter! ”

Aaron didn't know that one of Wu Liang's young people had become a sage by chance, and he didn't know that a secret that was about to become a reality would shatter his illusions.

"Right now! In a few seconds, I'll be able to regain the Sage's Heart! ”

Aaron's excitement was beyond words, and the holy light rushed into his heart, but Aaron's body was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Who would have thought that the supreme angel who was invincible dozens of minutes ago would end up like this at this time.

But now no one cares at all, the battle between Eenarius and Mephisto has reached the point of deciding life and death, and the collision between Volusque and Diablo has also reached a white-hot stage. The free glove king Achewu did not rejoin the battle group besieging Marcel, but returned to help Wu Liang, and the continuous influx of the holy light that belonged to him greatly increased the speed of the spread of the holy light.

"Ixarian is in your hands, right?"

While Wu Liang was working hard, Achewu's voice suddenly sounded.

The Sword of Camhera?

Wu nodded.

"Do you know why this sword is called the Chosen Blade?"

Wu Liang shook his head very dryly.

"In the history of the Sanctuary, there are many King's Blades, but there is only one King's Chosen Blade!"

Achevu's illusory body began to fluctuate, a sign of imminent collapse, he looked at the ravine that was about to be filled with holy light, and said slowly: "In the last period of my life, there was a great chaos in the Shelter, and many humans with the attributes of kings were active in the Shelter Continent, and they frantically led one war after another, drawing the end of the post-Kanmhera era. ”

"However, it was Mou the Conqueror, who held the Ixarian, who took the throne of the last king! Although there are only two ends of the era of great unification in the sanctuary, this is a testament to a legend that has been passed down to the royal family of Khamhera. ”

Achevu gently stroked the behemoth beast, which was an iron-clad rhinoceros, and the latter let out a low roar, revealing a faint sadness.

"Only those who hold Ixarian in their hands have the potential to become the masters of the entire continent of the Sanctuary! So in the days to come, all those who aspire to become the only king will challenge you with their king's blade, and the outcome of the battle will determine the ownership of the king's chosen blade. And you, on the task of stopping him! ”

"So, you can't fail! In addition to the loss of Ixarian, the last seal will be broken, and at that time, he will become a nightmare for the shelter with a heart of revenge. ”

Listening to the similar words that Udyssian once said, Wu Liang couldn't help but think of the majestic figure of the Kamhera era.

Suddenly, there was a bright light in front of him, and a dazzling light emerged from the back of the behemoth beast, completely obscuring the figures of Wu Liang and Achewu, but not causing the sky battlefield to pause even a bit.

"You are not destined to be like him, so you must seek a Sage to assist you. Clearly, Abd al-Hazr knew he was not a good choice! ”

Achewu's voice became weaker and weaker, and Wu Liang could only perceive a beam of light that broke through the sky through the realm of perception, rising from the back of the behemoth.

"What does that mean?"

Wu Liang was puzzled, he always felt that Achewu had something to say.

The Glove King looked at the light, and his deep gaze followed it beyond the sanctuary, swept past the Chaos Fortress, flew over the extraterrestrial lands, passed through the Demon Fortress and the Plains of Despair, and shot straight into the City of Divine Punishment, once the first male city of the Chaos Realm.

Suddenly, he smiled bitterly.

"But think about it, with his temperament, he won't come back until he has to!"

……

A flash of light flashed in the red sky of the burning hell, and the blinding light caused the demons to flutter.

In the Divine Punishment City, a Shen * Fallen Demon covered in red and blue markings was drinking the miserable green paste food in the stone bowl with a disgusted face, and he sighed in his heart.

"Forehead God, who can come to save Uncle Ben! I can't stand the goblin food......"

Suddenly, his sparse brows were raised high, his body became extremely stiff, and a beam of light fell in an instant, and disappeared in a snap of his fingers, along with Zhao Huangqi and the bowl of green paste.

Croak......

The young goblin pointed to the vacated spot of Zhao, opened his mouth in shock, and screamed together.

And the old goblin changed his face greatly, ran out of the door, looking around for Zhao Huangqi's voice, and finally couldn't find it, and he was angry and ruined.

What he probably meant was how many bowls of delicious green paste Zhao owed on credit.

……

When the light dissipated, a series of upheavals took place on the battlefield of Dengrik.

The glove king Achewu disappeared silently, and as a result, a red-green Shen Demon with a green paste appeared, and just when Wu Liang pointed to the mouth full of green unknown objects, and didn't know what to say, Aaron, the son of the Holy Light, on the other side, stood in place like a lightning strike.

"Why? Why didn't I become a saint? ”

Aaron fully absorbed the glorious heart of Ares, but instead of becoming the coveted Sage, he felt an invisible barrier preventing him from becoming a Sage, and there were two sources of this barrier, one was the Spirit of Refuge, and the other was Zhao Huangqi who had just appeared.

Zhao looked at the panicked Aaron, Shi Shiran put away the bowl of green paste, and said: "The sage is the spokesperson of the spirit of the shelter, and at the same time, the shelter needs a spokesperson, unfortunately, now Uncle Ben is a sage, so, where are you cool......"

As a result, before Zhao Huangqi could finish his words, the sky shone again, but the endless light came from the direction of Tristram.

A huge ball of light appeared from the nine clouds, and with a fierce momentum, it crashed into Tristram's palace, and in that ball of light, a figure could be faintly seen.

He ...... Who is it? ”