At the other end of the city, a war has long since ended.

Yin Qingtian looked around tiredly, sighed in a low voice, and limped away from the battlefield with heavy steps.

Helen's doppelganger had vanished after draining her energy.

It's just that the pseudo-demigod body that Yin Qingtian has always been proud of has three more blood holes the size of a fist.

The golden spear held by Helen's clone, although it was not an original artifact, was still transformed by the spirit of the giant kun in the depths of the Styx, and every blow gave Yin Qingtian the heaviest blow.

This made Yin Qingtian finally realize that the pseudo-demigod body was fake after all, and under the blow of real power, it was like boiling water and snow, and it was vulnerable.

Yin Qingtian also finally saw the demeanor of the Seven Knights, a bard who ranked low among the Seven Knights, had such power, not to mention the existence that amazed the entire galaxy back then.

"Hey...... What a failure......"

Yin Qingtian's pace was very slow, and in order to suppress the injury, he had done his best, but to no avail.

He smiled self-deprecatingly. After planning for so many years, I originally thought that the Yin Tang royal family would finally be his turn to be the master, but I didn't expect this to be the result.

Although the turmoil of Chaoge is not over yet, and there is still a long time before the dust settles, Yin Qingtian has already expected the ending.

He had already received news that one of the saints of the Holy See, Figaro, one of the Seven Knights, had also joined the battle, and there was also a Luo Xingfeng in Chaoge City. This at least means that at least three of the Seven Knights are in Chaoge, although Helen is only a doppelganger.

But Helen's doppelganger has left like this, how amazing are Luo Xingfeng and Figaro?

Yin Qingtian sighed in his heart, Luo Xingfeng had been in Chaoge for fifty years, and in the past years, he basically ignored that the other party was one of the famous Seven Knights, but he felt that the other party was quite accomplished in the matrix field and could afford to be called a "master".

Now that he thinks about it, Yin Qingtian knows that his plan has made a huge mistake at the beginning of the plan.

It's just that what he can't figure out is that Yin Huangtu's inconspicuous back, how can he invite the saints of the Holy See to say that the Seven Knights will help at this time?

"Hate ah......"

Yin Qingtian sighed, but the wounds on his body lit up with Force brilliance, and silver Force overflowed from Yin Qingtian's body. The overflowing Force scattered around like stardust, burning little by little.

In the process of the Force burning, Yin Qingtian's body also dissipated little by little, and finally turned into nothingness.

The power carried by Helen's clone contained a true immortal blow, which was the true power to destroy Yin Qingtian, completely destroying his pseudo-demigod body and even his soul.

……

"You, you're ......"

Wang Baiyin spat out a mouthful of old blood, withered on the ground, and was powerless to struggle.

Figaro's Summoning Technique is terrifying!

More than 2,000 Sacred Realm Spirits participated in the siege of him. He was stunned for the first time! Fortunately, there was a legion of the king lord hidden nearby, and the king lord's generals naturally knew how fatal the blow to the king lord would be if their ancestor fell and died here.

Countless soldiers joined the war at the first time, including the two mecha divisions of the king.

It's just that under the attack of Figaro's Counting Spirit Legion, the king's private army couldn't support it for long, and it was wiped out in half an hour.

And Wang Baiyin did live up to the name of the legendary pinnacle, the army of several spirits in front of him, with the cooperation of the king's private army, he once completely destroyed it.

It's just that Figaro's strength is almost unjustifiable.

The destroyed number of spirits recovered almost in an instant, formed a legion again, and participated in the battle.

Of course, the re-summoned number spirits are also a little slower to react than before, but overall, they are still the existence of the powerhouses of the Holy Domain.

Not to mention that the number spirit powerhouse has mastered certain combat skills, just in the form of self-explosion, such a huge number of number of spirit is enough to blow Wang Baiyin to pieces!

"Whirring ......"

Wang Baiyin, who was lying on the ground, was panting heavily. Except for some tattered robes, there were no injuries on his body.

In fact, he was not harmed, but the Force and Secret Treasure on his body had been consumed.

Except for that invulnerable body, he didn't have the slightest strength to use.

Figaro squatted in front of him and looked at Wang Baiyin with a smile.

"Old man Wang, my spirit summoning technique is still passable, right?"

Figaro's eyes and voice were full of teasing.

"Phew!"

Wang Baiyin, who was deeply humiliated, spit on Figaro, but he couldn't even spit from his heart, and a deep sadness permeated from the bottom of his heart.

Once upon a time, he was so high-spirited, but now, like a dead dog, lies in front of the enemy.

"It's just a matter of becoming a king and losing a coward, what can the husband say!"

After saying this, Wang Baiyin turned his head. On the one hand, he was ashamed to see people, and on the other hand, it was the spit he spit out, half of which was pasted on his face. He also has self-esteem, how can he let the enemy see his helpless side.

Despite all this, it has long been in the eyes of Figaro.

"It's a good sentence to win or lose."

Figaro had an inconvenient smile on his face, but his voice was a little gloomy: "The victory is divided...... But Wang Baiyin, do you want to die now, or do you want to live? ”

Figaro didn't have much killing intent towards Wang Baiyin. If it weren't for Wang Baiyin's need for Qin Shi to do more, he wouldn't bother to pay attention to Yin Tang's infighting.

After the bloody wedding, Figaro had an extra disgust with the princes and nobles of the entire galaxy world, and they killed each other, which Figaro liked to see. For countless years, the Amsterian Company of arms was actually bought in the largest quantities to the Babylonian nobles in the civil war.

How do you want to live, how do you want to die? ”

Hearing this, Wang Baiyin's heart moved, it is better to die than to live, he has lived a handful of years, and finally has today's cultivation, how can he be willing to end his life here?

"It's easy to want to die, if I punch down, your soul will inevitably be completely wiped out and you will die cleanly."

Figaro raised his hand.

Wang Baiyin's face changed. Figaro wasn't joking with him, his right hand had already condensed into a fist, and the power condensed on the fist was enough to break through his body, which had lost his Force defenses.

With such a punch, the head must be like a smashed pumpkin.

"Want to live?"

Wang Baiyin didn't dare to be reserved, and his tone was a little more eager.

"That's harder."

Figaro laughed: "I'm going to do a big thing, I need to recruit a few good players, and your strength is passable......"

Wang Baiyin's heart sank.

Figaro is terrifying enough, a strong existence like him, plus a legion can't shake half a point, who will be the enemy he is going to fight?

"Babylonians?"

Wang Baiyin blurted out.