Chapter Fifty-Eight: My Sword Once Devoured the Gods...... [Asking for a Monthly Pass and Reward]
As soon as the words fell, Wen Zhong turned into a white light and sent back to the ground next to the ring.
Zhao Gongming stepped forward and said to Wen Zhongji: "I thought that Brother Wen Dao enjoyed the wealth of the world in the big business, and the prosperity of the golden house, but he didn't think about the situation of the Daomen, and he had forgotten the hardships of cultivation, but I didn't expect that the speed of cultivation for decades was much faster than that of the poor Dao." ”
Wen Zhong was also embarrassed to admit that he had relied on drugs to improve his cultivation and said, "Brother Dao, my little cultivation is still far worse than Gongming's. ”
Zhao Gongming asked again: "Is the so-called reward of the answering space really real, Brother Dao?" What is the use of 99x99 storage?
"It's about the equivalent of an unconsumed storage supernatural power, which is quite interesting." Wen Zhong said as he danced his robe, and the male and female whips in his hands disappeared instantly.
The speed at which the double whips disappeared was so fast that even Zhao Gongming's cultivation was extremely high, and he could not see it clearly, and he completely detected the slightest breath of the male and female double whips when he released his divine perception.
Zhao Gongming also nodded slightly when he saw this, it was impossible for ordinary storage supernatural powers to achieve this level.
"Poor Dao just counted, this storage space is a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine small spaces of unknown size, and every time you put an item in it, it will occupy a space position."
Wen Zhong took out the male and female whips in his hand and the hammer of Thor with only the handle of the hammer left, and played happily: "But it seems that the same thing can be stacked in a small space." ”
Zhao Gongming made a gesture of joy: "That's really congratulations to Wen Daoyou for getting this magical power." ”
The conversation between the two did not deliberately block anyone, and the monks present looked at Wen Zhong with a little envy on their expressions.
Even among the three sects, the space supernatural power can be regarded as a top-level immortal method, such as the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the Western sage, and the sleeve of Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the earth immortals, is that not a means that can only be mastered by the top Daluo? Although the storage space obtained by Wen Zhong is not as good as the two, it is also a rare thing.
At this moment, another world.
A white light flashed, and the red-haired Thor half-knelt on the ground, panting heavily, reached out and touched his neck and whispered, "I'm still alive?" ”
Although he is the first god of war in Northern Europe, he doesn't know how many impossible wars he has won, and he has experienced countless life and death crises, but it is the first time he has died in a real way......
[Ding, this entertainment competition has ended, the winner will get points, and the loser will be punished!] 】
[The second game of the fairy god ring is about to start, please press the red button in front of you if you are interested in participating. 】
[Friendly reminder: If the weapon magic weapon dropped in this ring match is picked up by the enemy, it will not be able to be recovered!] 】
Once again, the Chaos Gate stood in the middle of the field, but this time no one walked out of it.
"Brother Dao, why don't you go this time?" Wen Zhong said to Gongming with a smile
"That's exactly what I mean."
Zhao Gongming was about to press the button in front of him when he suddenly "ding".
It turned out that Yuan Futong grabbed the button, thinking to himself: "The strength of Ben Shuai and Wen Zhong is almost the same, Wen Zhong won so easily, wouldn't I also get it?" ”
Just as Yuan Futong turned into white light and appeared in the ring, a cloud of black mist erupted from the chaos gate.
Yuan Futong swept away with a wave of his gun, and the black mist was blown away in an instant, revealing an extremely charming man.
He flew in mid-air, his black hair was like a waterfall, his demon pupils were like twinkling meteors, he was wearing a black and red cloak, and he had six pure white wings on his back.
And the moment he landed, his pure white wings transformed into deep black, and when he looked at it, he felt as if he was about to be sucked in, and the holy light that originally surrounded his body also turned into countless burning black gas, looking at him carefully, he could even hear countless creatures wailing and crying in his ears.
[The betting mode has been opened, please bet for your favorite candidates, Yuan Futong pays four, Lucifer loses one and loses five! ] 】
"This pig's head is really a thief." Zishou couldn't help but sigh, he had already seen that weird pig-headed monk look like Yuan Futong, but he didn't dare to confirm it, after all, the difference was really a bit big.
At this time, a golden light shone through, and the venom on Yuan Futong's body dissipated and returned to its original state.
The red gold armor is draped, the cloak on the back is windless, the face is resolute and straight, the face is indifferent, standing with a spear, straddle a white horse, if you forget that he was still a pig's head just now, he has the style of a handsome.
Lucifer also looked up at him, his empty eyes shining with boundless black energy.
At this moment, a knight riding a red horse and holding a giant sword passed through the sky.
According to Western Bible legend, anyone who sees a red horse will be plunged into endless war and self-destruction until they kill everyone in front of them......
"The players on both sides are in position, and I declare the battle officially begins!" The deep male voice permeated everyone's ears.
"Birdman! Death. ”
The moment the start was announced, Yuan Futong moved.
Riding his horse and galloping towards the birdman in front of him, the spear in his hand became several times longer, and the roar of the silver dragon could be faintly heard.
"Mortals, praise my God's name, Lucifer, and you may have eternal life in hell." Lucifer watched as the spear got closer and closer to him, but he didn't mean to dodge at all, just opened his mouth and sang in a hoarse voice.
In the next second, the boundless black qi converged in a cloud, and an extremely black shield stood in front of him.
"Boom!"
Yuan Futong's spear-tipped silver dragon and pure black shield collided together, emitting a huge explosion, and the shock wave shook the earth and trembled.
The moment the black shield was pierced by the silver dragon, Lucifer flew off the ground, stretched out the pure black six wings behind him, and suspended it at a height of ten meters.
The pure black six wings covered the sun and the sky, and the originally extremely bright ring was instantly shrouded in darkness.
Two eyeballs suddenly appeared in his empty eyes, faintly a red light flickered, and in the next second, two black and red rays of light erupted from Lucifer's eyes and shot towards Yuan Futong, and the air seemed to have turned into dead air.
According to Western legend, everything that Lucifer looks at in hell, regardless of flowers, trees, houses, and buildings, will completely wither and decay.
The hoarse voice also reached everyone's ears like a demonic murmur: "Look directly at the dead, and perish in hell for eternity......"
In the restaurant.
"This birdman is so weird, it makes me shiver."
"Yes, every time I look at this birdman, I feel like there are tens of thousands of babies crying in my ear." The other person received it tremblingly.
"It's just a birdman, don't talk about this. Do you think Yuan Thief can win, I bet a full fifty points. ”
"It should be okay, I see that Yuan Thief didn't fight back and forth with Master Wen before? It's still okay to hit a birdman. I also bet eighty, hoping that Yuan Thief will not disappoint me. ”
"Just a birdman, dare to rap in front of Ben Shuai."
Yuan Futong let out a long roar, jumped up, and flew into the air, which was able to avoid the Eye of Satan, and the place where he was originally standing was rotten out of a bottomless crotch, and the white horse under his crotch also turned into pitch-black dust.
But Yuan Futong, who jumped up, did not lose his momentum, and slammed into Lucifer, his whole body flashed with golden light, and he actually lit up the dark ring again.
The fallen angel was washed by black gas, and actually sketched a pure black armor and collided with Yuan Futong.
After a roar, Yuan Futong flew upside down from the center of the field, and flew upside down for dozens of steps before barely stopping.
Blood flowed from his left hand, and his right hand, which was holding the gun, was also a little numb, as if the outcome had been decided.
Lucifer stretched out his hand at the void, and the sword burning with black flame flew out of the chaotic void: "My sword...... Once devoured the gods. ”
Woo~Woo~
The space around them seemed to be terrified by the sword of hell, and they let out a wail.