Countless fist shadows were like two torrents, bombarding the back of the idol, and the hazy red light shrouded in the heart of the idol's back was instantly dispersed, and between the idol and Clark, a strong shock wave was generated, and the air folds in a form visible to the naked eye, surging in circles and circles, resounding a sharp whistling sound.

The back of the idol continued to rise and fall, and the soft and elastic surface muscles were dented at the position where they were first hit by the fist shadow, and the fine gravel began to be blown up by the fist wind, and the spider web-like cracks slowly expanded, and the debris flew sideways, and gradually was knocked out of a deep pit, and the raging lava sprayed on Clarke's fist and all over his body.

The prayers from the mouth of the High Priest of the Fire Cult grew louder and louder, and the idol struggled to get to its feet, the stone muscles of both arms bulged up, and even the cracks in the arms began to expand, and the leaking lava flowed down the arms to the ground, but all the efforts of the gods were in vain under the shadow of the torrent of fists.

Under the huge blow, the idol was not only unable to stand up, but even its hands were corroded by lava on the ground, and under the strong pressure of the machine gun fist, it slowly sank into the ground, and even more than half of its forearms were buried.

Clark's fists and upper body slowly splattered with lava from the wound on the statue's back, and thick green smoke began to rise. Clark then slammed on the idol's back and tossed backwards out of the fight. Although Clark's fists and upper body had been turned pitch black by the lava corrosion, it was clear that he had enjoyed the fight with a smile on his face.

After Clark jumped away from the idol's back, the idol finally pulled his hands out of the mud puddle on the ground and was about to stand up, when he suddenly noticed an invisible pressure on his back again. The pressure was so great that it was like a mountain falling from the sky and pressing down on it.

"Poof!" The idol fell down again, and his hands were helplessly inserted into the mud puddle just now, and he sank deeper than before. In the air behind the idol, another strong man jumped high.

A red sleeveless jacket, a red and white baseball bat, and long blond hair flying high on the back of his head were none other than Terry Bogard. As soon as Clark finished his attack, Terry slammed into the ground, leaping high and appearing on the back of the idol.

Terry leaned halfway, his right hand bent at his elbow and clenched into a fist, his fist facing upwards and raised to his chest, and a mountain phantom appeared behind him, crushing down at the back of the idol and slamming into the spot where Clark had attacked just now. The stone skin on the back of the idol was completely pierced, a distorted expression appeared on his face, his hands could no longer support his body, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

However, Terry's attack had just begun, and the idol clinging to the ground immediately felt the ground tremble, and a huge force erupted from the depths of the earth, bombarding its chest.

At this time, everyone in the underground square saw a strange scene, only to see the ground where the idol was lying suddenly burst, and a blue energy fountain gushed out from the ground, and the idol that was lying on the ground and weighed dozens of tons was knocked away, and fell on its back with four feet facing the sky. This is Terry's fist that combines the power of the earth with the power of the earth - the fountain of energy.

"Ah~~~~" The High Priest of the Fire Imperial Sect opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, Terry's blow, not only the idol was hit hard, but even the consciousness she projected on the idol was also affected, and the shield that enveloped them rippled and dissipated.

The people besieging the priests of the Fire Imperial Sect were overjoyed and rushed forward one after another, and they could not let go of the opportunity to beat the water dogs. The High Priest of the Fire Imperial Sect looked resentfully at the crowd surrounding him, and nodded to the other three languishing priests beside him.

The other three priests suddenly looked determined, and they all took out a sharp knife from their bosoms, slashed it into the palm of their hand, and then pressed the bloody palm of their hand to the high priest's back.

The faces of the three elderly priests, who had already withered, were now withering and rotting at a rate visible to the naked eye. In less than a moment, the three of them were skinny and bones, like dried corpses, and collapsed to the ground, only their last breath remained.

On the other hand, the high priest's old little face became radiant, and the original folds and wrinkles on his face began to unfold. The loose skin gradually became smooth and delicate, the dry and fleshless cheeks began to plump, and the white hair on the head slowly turned black and long, and was softly draped over the shoulders.

The rickety body began to straighten, the sagging breasts bulged high, and even the thin buttocks became plump and huge.

Everyone who wants to take advantage of them has stopped one after another, and their faces are shocked, these people can live until now, and they are by no means stupid. The change in the high priest was so strange that it ruled out the possibility that the old woman wanted to recruit them as sons-in-law, so there must have been a great danger.

The high priestess who had become a beautiful woman glanced at everyone coldly, and raised her head to let out a sharp chant. Hearing the chanting of the high priest, the statue of the god of fire and earth, who had been lying on the ground and could not move, suddenly sat up, and the cracked stone cracks all over his body spewed out a strong firelight, and the red light in the big eyes of the bronze bell was once again flourishing, and the crown of flames on his head burned more and more fiercely.

The statue was originally strong and thick in the chest, but at this time, a huge wound appeared in the heart. There was no black stone skin visible on the cracked wound, only the churning magma inside, and the same wound appeared behind it, and the two wounds merged into a penetrating wound, which was a memento that Clark and Terry had left together.

In this front and back wound, the magma began to gush out because it was not protected by the skin of the stone. As a result, the magma inside the idol's body is constantly filling the wound, and judging by the speed of the magma gushing, it doesn't take much time for the idol to become an empty shell.

As the magma gushed and flowed, a fist-sized pitch-black stone core floated and sank in the magma, looking like the heart of a god. After seeing this stone core, Xu Mo's eyes couldn't help but light up, and he immediately whispered a few words to Dinah.

Hearing that Xu Mo finally had a task to explain to her, Dinah, who had been playing soy sauce next to her for a long time, immediately nodded her head again and again like a chicken pecking rice, and her bored expression began to become focused.

Seeing that the idol could still move, the five plot powerhouses were startled, and they were about to step forward to continue the attack, but they saw that the idol kept cracking and exploding, and pieces of rubble with magma scattered in all directions, and several people couldn't get close at all, and the idol slowly stood up......