Maybe after tonight, in the oral tradition of the mainland, there will be another miracle of the angel god, and there will be people who will explore the truth of the events that happened in Wuhun City today.

The follow-up angel phantoms and mountain-sized monsters may not be seen by everyone, but at the beginning, the pillars of light that connected the heavens and the earth made the entire continent tremble.

And, the dark red sky that has been hanging over Wuhun City.

Standing in any direction and place on the continent, you can see a dark red, shrouded in the direction of Wuhun City.

"Boom-" There was another loud bang, and the cannonball went straight to the mountain-like monster.

No matter how the outside world speculated about this story, there were thunders, explosions, and screams of monsters near Wuhun City.

Dense flashes of light rose and fell like waves, cannonballs and beams of energy intertwined into a web of fire, splashing on the bodies of the moving monsters.

Towering mountain-like monsters trudged across the land, carrying soul guide beams and explosive shells from all sides.

Under the heart-warming offensive, in exchange for little effect.

It didn't even work.

"Captain, doesn't that feel very useful?" The situation seems to be thrilling, but in the war fortress split out of Wuhun City, the paladins in charge of control still have the mind to talk.

Without him, the titled powerhouses flying in the air haven't made a move.

"You don't care if it's useful, you won't stop and call me all the time!"

That was what he said, but when Gao Wen, who was holding the long sword at his waist, looked at the monster, his eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of helplessness.

A cannonball, or a beam of light, will disappear on the surface of the monster's body, let alone stop the monster's progress.

What the hell is this!

Theoretically, if the last round of offensive continues, the firepower that can only run away is like throwing a stone into the water?

No, throwing a stone into the water will make ripples, and it won't even make ripples!

"Stop!" Once again, a calm voice resounded between heaven and earth.

Gawain quickly cut off the soul power reaction and commanded all the war fortresses to quickly stop firing.

With the cessation of the eight war fortresses, only the terrible roar of monsters remained between heaven and earth.

"Under the Crown of the Eternal Night?" Qiandaoliu stared at the monster that was still moving forward, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

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Qian Chongling didn't speak, he stretched out his hand, and a long sword like jade appeared in his hand.

The white jade-like long sword was crystal clear throughout, like a cold ice withering, and silver threads could be faintly seen inside it, as if it was about to break away from the sword.

When the long sword appeared on the hilt of his hand, it suddenly burst out with a dazzling white light.

"Ding! Ding! In the crisp and pleasant collision sound, a circle of silver rays suddenly burst out from the monster's body, covering it, and the silver rays actually pierced ripples on the monster's body.

Qianzhongling's eyes were cold, his whole body was blooming with brilliant golden light, his right hand was slowly raised, and he pressed it lightly towards the monster in the distance, and suddenly, a half-moon-shaped metal blade appeared out of thin air, and instantly rushed into the monster's body with a whistling sound.

"Roar~!" At the same time, there was an even more intense roar, and the monster stopped.

But that's about it.

"What the hell is this?" Seeing this, the Celestial Crocodile let out the same exclamation as Gawain below.

"I don't know, but I probably know why the Heavenly God Ancestor didn't kill it in the first place, but just sealed it.

"Because you can't kill you."

Qian Chongling withdrew his long sword and looked up at the fluid monster that was moving forward, and sighed.

A group of people instantly turned their heads to look at Qian Chongling.

"Under the crown of eternal night, can't you kill it?" Qiandaoliu asked tentatively.

"You see it, you can't kill it." Qian Chongling still looked at the fluid moving forward, and his tone was unwavering.

"But ......" Qiandaoliu was a little stunned, shouldn't the blow just now be a tentative blow?

"Whether it's temptation or full strength, I'm sure I can't kill it.

"If I use the same attack again, I probably won't even make a ripple."

Hearing this, Qiandaoliu didn't ask anymore, and turned his head to look at the roaring monster.

Wuhun Hall and Camelot belonged, and they no longer asked.

Qian Chongling will not deceive people, theoretically he is the strongest person in the Nether Realm now, and if he can't kill him, he will definitely not be able to kill him.

Those who don't know are wondering, what level of strength should the Chief Archon of Camelot, who can make Qiandaoliu, the great worship of the Martial Spirit Palace, imply respect in his tone?

What level should a monster that even he can't kill?

"So, what level of strength does this monster that I don't know how to describe it?"

Finally, someone asked, it was Ning Fengzhi.

Seeing that Qian Chongling turned his head to look at him, Ning Fengzhi quickly bowed down and made a respectful gesture, regardless of whether he was in the air, whether he might fall down because of this action.

Broken Yue won't let him fall, the ice under his feet has become larger, and there is even a guardrail.

"There's no clear hierarchy, just know that any attack will be its food."

The answer was not Qianzhongling, but Qianrenxue.

Everyone looked at Qianrenxue, and then followed Qianrenxue's gaze, which was the ground left behind by the monster after it moved forward.

All that was left was a black barrenness, and the plant buildings were gone.

"It's eating." Qianrenxue's voice was cold.

She couldn't remember what it was, but that didn't prevent it from being extrapolated using the existing conditions.

Although it is difficult to detect the size of a mountain, the monster is indeed getting bigger.

The monster began to move forward again, and the head was no longer in the state where it could not see clearly, and a pair of eyes appeared.

A pair of purple eyes.

Or rather, the means of attack?

It no longer passively bears attacks, and wherever it looks, the purple beam destroys, like two purple swords.

"What kind of monster is this? Where's Ultraman?! ”

Dodging the purple beam, Gu Yuena still had the heart to joke.

"Ultraman? Why don't you become one yourself? Tiga or Leo, the choice is yours. ”

Qian Ningshuang glared at Gu Yuena angrily.

Gu Yuena, who got her memories, is more like a time-traveler than her, what's going on?

"I want to change, but I don't have a shapeshifter."

Gu Yuena spread her hands.

"You don't need a transformer, you just need to turn back into your body, such a big dragon, the script of monster fighting is not bad."

"Are you willing to let me turn back into my original form and bite such a filthy monster? I can't give up if you give it up! ”

This time, Gu Yuena rolled her eyes.

"At least this monster has a hint of cleanliness now." Qian Ningshuang carefully looked at the monster's current form and replied casually.

Yes, now the monster is not dirty, at least the outstretched hand is not dirty.

Countless hands stretched out from the monster's body, very long, for the size of a monster, a very small hand, for the size of a human, a giant hand that could grab three or four people.

It's very white, like jade.

"Xuanyu hand?" Gu Yuena raised her eyebrows, is it time to kill the gods next-Guanyin shook her tears.

"It's a pity that it's too big, otherwise we would still be able to see such a big monster and what it is like to cast a ghost shadow."

Probably an underworld scene, Gu Yuena didn't reply, and broke the giant hand stretched out in front of her with one shot.

"Everyone, spread out!" Qianyue's cold voice spread all around, and the monster was now waving everywhere, catching something and stuffing something.

The scene of this group of hands dancing is quite irrational.

"What the hell is this monster!"

This is the third time this question has been raised.

Gu Ningqiu was not in the same good mood as her two best friends, and she looked impatient.

"You two, can't you be serious?!" Then she turned her head to look at Gu Yuena and Qian Ningshuang, who were arguing, and there was only one emotion in the golden child's hole - unpleasant.

She is trying her best to kill monsters here, what are the expressions of the two of them looking at the fun?

"Oh."

The unanimous response was quite cold.

"Sister, didn't you hear? This is a monster that can't even be killed by a first-level god! ”

Gu Ningqiu grabbed Gu Yuena's hand, and while whispering, there was a bit of madness in her eyes.

"If you can't kill it, you can't kill it." Gu Yuena turned her head to look at her.

"Why can't we let it out if you can't kill it?!" The blonde girl's madness is getting worse.

"Let me ask you, Xiaoqiu, how did it come out?" Gu Yuena looked at Gu Ningqiu seriously, and Qian Ningshuang also turned her head.

"I was released."

"Where did it come from?"

"In the seal." Gu Ningqiu was a little confused, isn't this obvious?

The scene where the monster appeared just now shows that this thing itself is sealed by the God of Angels.

"Isn't it over if you seal it again?" Qian Ningshuang took over the conversation.

“……”

"So, what's the hurry."

Gu Yuena turned her head, the angel god who sealed this thing at the beginning must not be at a strong level, and he can still seal this thing for 10,000 years, so can the powerhouses of the Martial Spirit Hall now.

Besides, can't you really kill it?

Gu Yuena grabbed Qianningshuang's hand, and Qianningshuang shrugged.

The situation has not reached that point, there is no need.

Then she looked around for a moment, taking in the situation in her eyes.

"The Seven Treasures are famous, one says: Force!

……

The soul skills of the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda Soul Masters are all similar, nothing more than the difference in order.

But a soul master who has been immersed in the peak of the soul saint for many years is much stronger than two Seven Treasure soul masters during the competition.

At the same time, the additional status of all the ontology sect titled powerhouses who came to Wuhun City also showed that Ning Fengzhi was able to obtain the position of the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, not just because of his identity and brain.

After all, the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect is not without seventy-nine level Seven Treasure Soul Masters other than Ning Fengzhi, and strength is the foundation of this continent after all.

It's just that the price is also obvious, Ning Fengzhi has already slumped on the ice, and his face is frighteningly pale.

"After that, I'll leave it to you, Fengzhi is just an auxiliary soul master after all."

Even in such a state, he still does not forget to be polite and graceful.

Several extreme powerhouses turned their heads, glanced at Ning Fengzhi, and nodded.

The ice began to move away from the battlefield, and if he stayed any longer, Ning Fengzhi would have no other effect than to send him to death.

Other soul masters below the title level also began to stay away from the battlefield, such as those competition players, such as those spectators who lacked strength.

Obviously, in the next battle, if you don't reach the ban level, you will send it.

The war fortresses that split out of Wuhun City were also far away from the battlefield and stationed on the horizon.

It doesn't do much for them to stay, after all, the attacks are all about delivering food to the monsters.

But there is no way, no one knows what this Xuantiandi Palace is, and one of the ideas of the Martial Spirit Hall at the beginning was the zombie tide.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's do what we just communicated."

Qiandaoliu glanced at the titled powerhouses who were still present.

Most of the people who stayed at the scene were the Martial Spirit Palace's own family members, except for the four or five outsiders.

Without superfluous words, the titled powerhouses began to scatter in the air around the mountain-like monsters.

The light of various colors of soul power began to shine, and finally formed several circular matrices, enveloping the monsters.

Although I am not prepared to kill this monster for the time being, nor am I ready to seal it, but I should always do it to limit my actions.

Qiandaoliu took a deep breath, and the golden light flashed, and he had appeared above the monster's head.

At such a height, it is no longer possible to see the specific image of Qiandaoliu, and only a figure can be seen.

But everyone knows that Qiandaoliu is there.

A large golden figure appeared high in the sky.

is different from the image of an angel in people's traditional impressions, and it is not the angel martial soul at the beginning of Qiandaoliu, but a golden phantom whose face cannot be seen clearly.

The dress on her body was not gold armor, but a set of robes fluttering in the wind, just like the linen robe that Qiandaoliu had always liked to wear.

Holding a golden sword in one hand and a balance in the other.

When you become a god, it has to be a little different.

After all, martial soul is just a means, and when you reach the god level, you should always have something of your own.

Golden lines of soul power hung down from the sky, linking circular matrices.

Around the monster, a birdcage has appeared.

The monster's body began to mold out of shape, and it was the scene of space being cut.

"Is there a higher position above the limit?"

Ning Fengzhi, who was already sitting in a war fortress, looked up at the golden phantom in the sky and muttered to himself.

This is an obvious thing, Camelot's hand of eternal night is beyond his knowledge of the title powerhouse.

And now, Qiandaoliu's hand also surpasses his cognition of the title.

"What do you think, Ning Feng Zhi you can't even reach Contra Douluo, what are you doing above the extreme powerhouse?" ’

Thinking of his martial soul in his mind, Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a wry smile.

Above the limit, it must be a hundred-level god.

Even if it's hard to believe, but the truth seems to have only one explanation, it's no wonder that the Wuhun Hall dares to take out the divine token as a prize, because people themselves have gods.

It's just that what does it have to do with him, a person who can't break through the Soul Saint for the rest of his life?

"Sa'er, come here." But there is hope.

Looking at Ning Sa, who had an indifferent face in front of him, Ning Fengzhi wanted to reach out to contact the relationship between father and son, and took it back.

Yes, what kind of father-son relationship is pretending to be at this time. Only when there is value can you show your feelings.

"You've done a great job, and when you go back, you can take your mother wherever you want.

"However, you have to remember that your surname is always Ning!"

He was not afraid of being heard by others, showing that the relationship between father and son was not harmonious, which was what he wanted Wuhun Hall and Camelot to see.

"Okay." It was still an indifferent face, but the joy in Ning Sa's eyes could be seen by anyone.

Gao Wen looked at this scene and shook his head, is it so troublesome for the big families?

And the next moment, his face changed dramatically!

"Ning Sa, be careful!"

"Brother!"

The jade-colored giant hand suddenly stretched out from the void, and the two fathers and sons disappeared without a trace.