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At this time, the valley has completely become a fierce battlefield. With the full force www.biquge.info of the four-digit elementals, flames, meteors, ice, and hurricanes scurried everywhere, and the valley was almost everywhere with traces of destruction. Even Lao Xie, a bystander who was hiding, suffered an unwarranted disaster and was hit several times by stray bullets. The fireball released by one of the legendary fire elementals almost burned the old demon's eyebrows, almost breaking his appearance. If it weren't for his quick flash, his life might have been explained here.

Tustaman, who was facing the tsunami-like attacks of these guys, was even more embarrassed. Although the Giant War Staff in his hand danced with ten thousand golden rays of light, directly destroying the approaching elementals, those powerful spells still forced him to wander around. But no matter how fast he was, it was obviously impossible for him to completely open the spell attack that looked like rain, so he was still hit a lot on his body. Fortunately, his artifact suit is really powerful, and as a sacred mummy, his own magic resistance has also reached a perverted level, so he survived the bombardment of so many spells.

However, the opponent's strong attack is not without damage at all. After all, they are all spells cast by some powerful guys, and no matter how resistant they are, they will be affected to some extent, and the amount of magic is too much. Therefore, Tustaman gradually became a little unable to support it, not only did the suit on his body begin to show scars, but even his own body was a little less flexible. Obviously, if this continues, Tustaman's defeat is only a matter of time.

Seeing that he had the upper hand, Misar couldn't help but let out a smile, then slowed down his offensive slightly, and smiled at the old evil and said, "This divine envoy, now you should also understand that you can't complete the task, and I don't want to be an enemy of the Light Divine Lord, how about we discuss it?"

"What discussion?" the old evil suddenly asked.

"If you let me go, I'll act as if nothing happened today!" said Missal, lightly.

"Obviously not!" the old evil immediately shook his head and said, "Unless you can beat me!"

"Do you still want to turn the tables on this scene?" said Missa in confusion.

"Hehe, it's not impossible!" The old evil smiled and said, "Mises, you still underestimate me too much, if I don't have the certainty of victory, how can I come to seek death?"

"Really?" Misar raised her eyebrows, and then said directly, "Then let me see your strength!" As she spoke, she once again increased the intensity of her men's attacks, and at the same time released some auxiliary spells to improve the combat power of her subordinates.

"Hey, Lord Missal!" Seeing this, the old evil couldn't help but smile and said, "I have to remind you that you don't want to win this battle with just these garbage men!"

Then the old evil shouted directly to Tustaman, "It's now, do it!"

After Tustaman heard this, his eyes instantly lit up, and then he immediately roared angrily, and directly launched the divine skill in his artifact crown, the Great Prophecy Technique*Imprison! With the strength of Tustaman's demigod, coupled with the command of the old evil who was proficient in the Great Prophecy, this divine skill was extremely perfectly unleashed, and the entire valley was completely enveloped at once.

You must know that the Great Prophecy Spell* Imprisonment can imprison all those whose strength is lower than that of the caster, and at this time, there is only one person in the valley whose strength is above Tustaman, and that is Mass. That is to say, after this magic was activated, all the hostile targets except for Mass, those elemental creatures numbering two or three thousand, were all fixed on the spot without exception, and they could no longer threaten Tustaman.

Seeing this, Missar was frightened on the spot, she never expected Tustaman to have such a hand. And just when she was stunned, the shrewd old evil directly commanded Tustaman to kill her. In the blink of an eye, Tustaman scurried to Missa's side and slammed his head into the head. If he hits this time, even the god Misa will definitely not be able to eat and walk around!

But unfortunately, Tustaman did not hit the target, and at the last critical moment, Missar finally showed her terrifying strength, first a psychic blast hit it, and directly shook Tustaman's lightning-fast body three times. Taking advantage of this small gap, Missar proudly took out a huge square shield to protect himself.

No sooner had Missar finished than the recovered Tustaman slammed his stick into the sleek golden shield. The old evil heard a loud bang. Then Tustaman was directly collapsed by a huge force of shock, and flew out for hundreds of meters, knocking down many elemental creatures, before finally falling to the ground, and Tustaman, who got up again, his hands were trembling a little, and it can be seen that the injury is not light. But the Mass on the other side was unharmed, and nothing happened at all.

"Damn, that's not right!" the old evil looked at it and said in shock: "You are just an auxiliary god, in terms of absolute strength, how can you be better than the holy mummy who is the best at close combat?"

"Hehe, I'm indeed inferior to him in strength, but who told me to be well equipped?" Missar then grinned and pointed to the shield in front of him: "This shield is called the Anti-Devouring Shield, but it is a pervert with rebound damage, the harder you hit it, the more ruthless the damage you will receive!"

"So what? it should be destroyed when it was hit by the Rotten Clan's Great War Staff, right?" said the old evil, staring at the shield.

"Haha, you're so naïve!" Missas couldn't help but laugh and said, "This shield is also an artifact, it has an immortal caste, and it is immune to the negative spell of 'Decay'!"

"Damn, how can there be such a perverted shield in this world?" said the old evil suddenly depressed, "How can we who like melee combat live?"

"Hehe, that's none of my business!" Misar laughed, "What's the matter, little brother?

"Fight, of course you have to fight!" the old evil then said solemnly: "Miss Misses, your shield may be very powerful, but I firmly believe that even with it, you are not invincible!"

"Yes, I may not be invincible, but I can at least protect myself effectively until my men are freed from their imprisonment!" Missas smiled, "If I'm not mistaken, your confinement should have a time limit, especially after imprisoning so many high-level units at once, you definitely won't last long." As long as I get through this time, I'm sure I'll win!"

"Hehe, then it depends on your ability!" The old evil smiled slightly, and then said directly: "Miss Misses, please be careful, I'm here again!"

As soon as the old evil words fell, Tustaman, who had finally recovered, roared again and rushed towards Mass. This time, however, he had already prepared, and before he could get close to the other party, he first opened a spatial door a few meters in front of Mass, and Tustaman hid behind the spatial door to prevent being hit by the mental detonation of Mass.

Unable to bombard Tustaman with a spell through the spatial door, Misar had to take two steps back, then raise her shield and wait for Tustaman to come to the door himself. However, Tustaman learned to be obedient this time and did not dare to smash the opponent's shield at all. He played a little trick here, just pretending to rush over, but when he came to Missar's approach, he didn't attack at all, but got into the space door, and then suddenly burst out from behind Missar's back, and smashed a stick into Missar's back.

And the old evil said, 'I'd like to see if you have a shield on your back!'

Obviously, there is no protection behind the Mass. Although she reacted quickly, Tustaman's movements were so fast that she was still caught off guard, so that she barely had time to react, and could only hastily stretch out her wings to protect her back.

Then I heard Peng's muffled sound, like beating a drum. Misses was knocked away. As she flew through the air, the robe outside Misar was directly reduced to pieces under Tustaman's perverted power, and her true face was gradually revealed, and a beautiful angel suddenly appeared in front of the old evil.

Misar is about two meters tall, wearing a beautiful and gorgeous white robe, slender legs, towering breasts, and a gorgeous face, no matter how you look at it, she is a great beauty. It's just a pity that the beauty is in an extremely bad state at this time. Tustaman, who was good at close combat, hardly had to be worse than Meng in terms of strength, so this stick hit extremely hard, one of Misses's wings was completely broken, countless snow-white feathers scattered in all directions, and golden blood was thrown out of the wound, coupled with the incomparably painful look on Misses's face, it looked extremely desolate.

Fortunately, Mises's body had also been calcined by the divine fire, and as a god, she was also an immortal existence, so she was not affected by the 'rotten' caste, otherwise she would have turned into ashes.

Of course, Missa is also in pain now, after she stabilized her body, she immediately put the shield in front of her to block Tustaman's possible pursuit, and then quickly used a powerful healing technique on herself to heal the wound hastily.

Although Missar's healing spells were so powerful that she could even resurrect demigods, she could not effectively heal her own injuries. Because the body of a god and the body of a mortal are completely different things. The former has been calcined by the divine fire and has become an eternal and immortal existence, which contains powerful divine power, so it is very powerful, and generally speaking, there is almost nothing mortal can hurt the body of the god. However, correspondingly, once the divine body is injured, it is extremely difficult to heal.

(To be continued)