Above the sky of the Dark City, the grief in the eyes of the Beast Soul Shaman Prophet had not yet disappeared, and with a slightly dull and jealous gaze, he finally fell on the head of the Sea Lord Barak, and his hands were on the black-robed mage behind his back, from now on, he could no longer regard this as an ordinary player adventurer.

The Beast Soul Shaman Prophet closed his amber eyes and took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, the grief of his best friend's murder had been hidden, and all that was left was endless madness and rage!

"Generalissimo of the Alliance of Good Order, you have proven yourself that Eklos paid the price for his light enemies, but if you think that in this way you can wantonly trample on the dignity of the tribe and trample on the dignity of the prophet, then you are very wrong!"

The Beast Soul Shaman Prophet stared at Wang Mo coldly, the rage and madness in his eyes almost rendered his eyes blood-red, and his voice was trembling and hoarse, mixed with endless killing intent.

"Since the beginning of the Age of Magic, the six prophets have only lost one when facing the Lich King Frando, but that time, we joined forces to defeat and permanently seal the mythical Lich King, I didn't expect the weakening of strength to come so quickly, and five thousand years later, we would die at the hands of an unknown person like you."

"However, you have completely angered us, as the descendants of the Eleventh Sage, we are different times, we should not have fought each other, but your actions have completely ruined your own way back, young man, the body of a demigod is not so easy to digest, and the soul is not easily broken, and even the godhead can be snatched back."

Speaking of the most luthied, the entire world fell silent, leaving only the hoarse and frantic voice of the beast soul shaman, and the red eyes staring at Wang Mo-

"As long as you die!"

When the words fell, almost all the players gasped, the beast soul shaman in the sky was a prophet. Suddenly, he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar that was not like a human voice, like a peerless beast that was completely furious, and behind him, the phantom of the head of a huge giant beast condensed, and he angrily let out a roar that was no less inferior, and then the power of the demigods was like thunder, rolling down!

As a shaman and hunter beast soul shaman prophet, he can use the power of beasts to fight, and the beasts transformed by demigods are natural. Demigods too!

The golden light around the body of the beast soul shaman flickered, and the roaring light was connected in the air, and gradually transformed into the torso and limbs of a giant beast, and the beast soul shaman existed in the core of the giant beast, and the peerless beast that stood between the heavens and the earth gradually took shape, appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the huge body fell to the ground fiercely.

"Boom !!"

The moment the giant beast hit the ground, the ground shook violently. Wang Mo sneered and looked at the Beast Soul Shaman Prophet in the distance, and said without showing weakness.

"No matter how many of you come, no matter what method you use, this prophet today. I'm done! The Godhead is here with me, and if I have the ability, I will come and retrieve it, but I want to warn you. I'm not satisfied, a godhead has given me a war pet, I still want to. Get another one for yourself! I think yours is very good! ”

Accompanied by Wang Mo's sneer and declaration of war, the Sea Lord Barak also let out a roar without showing weakness, and the barbs and fins behind him stood up in a row, and then the demigod-level giant beast coercion rose away without reservation, roaring away, and the momentum and coercion of the two demigod-level giant beasts were in the mid-air of the Dark City, like thunder and tsunami, and they collided with each other!

Rumble!

The moment they touched, the two giant beasts were like the demon gods between heaven and earth, standing on the ground, their breath was stirring wildly, a large area of space was cracked and distorted, the players were almost unstable, and countless people who were a little closer vomited blood in an instant, and then they were squeezed into a ball of meat sauce, turning into white light and rising into the sky-

Demigod-level creatures fight, and before they make contact, thousands of people have been shattered! Tragic martyrdom!

Wang Mo stood on top of the head of the sea lord Barak, the three-headed legendary dragon in the sky was hesitating whether to make a move, it was really the current beast soul shaman prophet who was too powerful, and he had obviously exhausted his hole cards, with their legendary strength, it would be seriously injured or even died tragically if they didn't go up.

At this moment, Wang Mo's pupils suddenly constricted, and an extremely dangerous feeling rose from his heart, and he didn't have time to think about it, and instantly transferred Barak's attributes to his body!

An illusory and invisible soul fluctuation, mixed with the anger that Wang Mo could clearly feel, as well as the infinite killing intent that was full of it, slammed into his body, despite the addition of the template of the demigod, Wang Mo still felt as if he had been stabbed into his brain in an instant, the sharp pain in his heart, his chest was stuffy at the same time, and he couldn't help but squat down, and a terrifying damage number floated above his head-

1245000000！

Twenty four million thousand!

Seeing Wang Mo's damage figure clearly, countless players were dumbfounded, and the sound of gasping cold air came one after another, at this moment, Croclus and Karacostaz in the sky suddenly roared angrily, and the two dragons seemed to be suddenly attacked by someone, almost unable to control their bodies, and fell from the sky.

"Who's it, come out!"

Brother Never Read, who had just come back to his senses, also opened his eyes wide, and shouted angrily at the space around him.

However, Wang Mo already knew who Lu Dao was.

The third of the six prophets is here! And, I'm afraid, it's not the end!

Sure enough, at this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the sky, and the three-headed legendary dragon let out a terrible wail one after another, and the huge figure fell downward, and a figure wearing a cyan thorn cloak had appeared in the sky in its place, and the moment he appeared, another demigod coercion shook and rose between heaven and earth.

The one who launched the soul attack against Wang Mo was one of the six great prophets, one hundred and forty level demigods, soul guardian prophets, and the one who instantly defeated the three legendary dragons, the Great Map Teng Prophet!

Sure enough, immediately after, in another space, countless illusory and transparent souls condensed up, forming a figure also wearing a cyan thorn cloak, the large map Teng Prophet in the sky, the two Soul Guardian Prophets on the ground, the Beast Soul Shaman Prophet, and the six major prophets, except for the dead Necromantic Killing Prophet and the Order Guardian Prophet, have all appeared!

Players of the Legend of Kalando. Including the Death Blade on the ground, Killing Sorrow and others, they all stared blankly at this sudden change, and the players of the Evil Order Tribe also had some reactions at this time, and a Daigo-like thought, mixed with ecstasy, rose in their hearts almost instantly.

"Then the six prophets of our wicked and orderly tribe! Three...... All three! ”

"The six prophets have finally begun to pour out!"

Three prophets, from three perspectives. Surrounded Wang Mo and the Sea Lord Barak in all directions, the tidal pressure, like thunder falling from the sky, rolled towards Wang Mo, turning around to look at the cyan thorn cloak figures that existed in all directions, Wang Mo's heart gradually sank.

No matter how nice what he had just said, he never expected that the six prophets would actually be able to dispatch all of them. There doesn't seem to be any limits!

You must know that in addition to the order and guard prophets, there are now four of the five great prophets who are still alive! One of them died. However, it has also exhausted almost all of Wang Mo's ultimate, whether it is the cooldown of the legendary equipment skill, or the death oath, or the secret trial. It's all used once and then not.

Now, despite the Sea Lord Barak, he is only a demigod after all. Even if you add the three legendary dragons, you can barely work together to fight against a prophet, but who will come to the remaining one?

At this time, the players of the Evil Order Tribe finally saw the last hope, and it was also the greatest hope since the attack of Fei Yu, it was a level 140 demigod prophet! There were three of them at once, not to mention that Wang Mo couldn't compete with it before, even now, with Barak, under the pressure of the three demigod powerhouses, what could the sea lord Barak do?

At the same time, the players of the tribe suddenly found that from the direction of the city gate in the distance, there was a sudden earthquake-like trampling sound, and then in their dull gaze, a huge minotaur with a heavy totem pole on his back walked in, and then, like the stars and the moon, a minotaur with a height of six meters and a totem on his back strode in along the city gate!

As the minotaur advanced, the ground seemed to shake violently, and the earth seemed to cry out for joy, and then the minotaur stood in the distance, pulled out his battle axe and stood fiercely on the ground, watching this scene with huge eyes like brass bells.

Bloodhoof Chief of the Minotaurs! Another legendary powerhouse!

More alliance players who supported Fei Yu and Wang Mo sank, and they thought of something, sure enough, at this moment, they were guarded by a team of undead royal elite guards, and from the dark palace underground, an undead woman wearing a cloak and carrying a bow and arrows slowly walked out, and as she appeared in the eyes of the players step by step, the legendary powerhouse aura still rushed out without reservation.

"Generalissimo of the Good and Orderly Alliance, we have been holding back until now, we just don't want to really break out a final war with your alliance, on this continent, there must be a balance to restrain it, without the evil and orderly tribes, your Good and Orderly Alliance will not be able to dominate the world realm, it will only lead to more wars."

The sound of the Minotaur chieftain's urn was like thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

"But you have taken our patience as cowardice, and even killed a great prophet of my tribe, and now, we have no way out, and there is no room for negotiation, let weapons and history bear witness, who is the ultimate winner!"

"If this is all your combat power, then you and your summoned beasts will not have the slightest possibility of resisting to fall here, and your kind and orderly alliance will not be able to withstand the wrath of our tribe!"

Just as the Minotaur Chieftain's voice fell, the players of the Good and Order Alliance almost suddenly exclaimed, and countless players opened the forum and saw the first post at the top, and when they just saw the video in it, they were almost heartbroken in an instant!

In the midst of the flames and smoke of war, a figure in a cyan thorn cloak stood above the Sacred Tree Capital of High-Lambel, and the power of law continued to pour into the void from this person's hands, and in the distant sky, a strong dwarf and an old elf, as if they had no ability to resist, were suspended in the air, and it seemed as if they had lost consciousness.

"Holy shit, that's the Dwarven Copperbeard King! It's the legendary powerhouse of the dwarves! ”

"The one next to him is the Great Druid of the Elven Clan, I saw it at the Marshal Ceremony of Magic Melody!"

The players of the Good Order Alliance were about to burst into tears, and in the picture, two powerful legendary-level powerhouses, armed with a thunder hammer and a storm battle axe, a descendant of the ancient dwarf king Madolan, the king of the hills with the copperbeard bloodline, and the elven grand druid, who held a part of the power of the heart of the world, were all controlled by the mysterious figure.

"That's the Prophet of Order!"

I don't know who shouted out first, and then the sound of gasping cold air came one after another, and the forum exploded into a pot of porridge, and the players who had not recovered from Wang Mo's strong seckill demigod were instantly stunned, how long has it been, the wind and clouds have changed, and the scenery is infinite just now, and the incomparably powerful magic melody has been surrounded by three demigods.

And the capital of the sacred tree, Highlamber, has been captured by the Prophet of Order Guard!

Without the protection of the legendary powerhouse, no one doubted that a demigod-level prophet could not completely destroy the city.

The two sides of the war, the two camps, have completely torn their faces!

Standing on top of the head of the Sea Lord Barak, looking at the three prophets and two legendary powerhouses surrounding him from all directions, Wang Mo's heart sank to the bottom.

At this time, everything was in vain, the two NPC Legend powerhouses he brought from the alliance were not enough to see at all, before coming, the Sage of Dawn probably didn't expect that the war could be carried out to this point in one day.

The armies on the periphery have not yet won or lost, and the top-level strategic strength of the two sides has been exhausted!

These two legendary NPCs, although they are legends, are also on the same level as the legendary rangers who blocked Wang Mo at the beginning, not to mention the Minotaur Chieftain, the six prophets, even Wang Mo, who has just advanced to the epic high level, is now confident that he can deal with it.

The current Wang Mo, with all his strength, may be able to match one of the Queen of the Dead and the Minotaur Chieftain, and I am afraid it will not last, because the mirror image of his secret method in Dorot has died because of the death oath, and it is impossible to summon it in a short time, and the legendary bone dragon Landnaru may also be able to match one, and the three legendary dragons together can only match one demigod, and it cannot be a powerful demigod like the Great Tuteng Prophet, but the sea lord Barak can deal with one.

The vacancy of the remaining demigods, who will fill it!

At this moment, Wang Mo's team channel rang, which made him stunned, but he didn't need to open the team channel anymore, because there was already a light flickering in the sky in the distance!

"Melody, we've arrived!" (To be continued......)