"Ahhhh A terrible scream came from the mouth of a banshee.

The banshee's mouth was wide open, and her lips were cracked all the way to the base of her ears, like an elongated black hole, with a mouth full of sharp teeth comparable to sharp blades. Let this banshee, who was originally quite beautiful, turn into an existence even more terrifying than a ghost.

"It's noisy!" Aknadine, wielding a short staff, looked at the banshee and frowned.

In fact, the banshee's cry is not a simple sound, but a special spell, and the sharp roar can not only pierce the eardrums of the listener, but also penetrate deep into their soul and even consciousness.

However, Aknadine, as the god chosen by Yuan Qingwei, has the residual divinity of Knight in his body.

After these divinities were crushed inch by inch by Yuan Qingwei, they were integrated into Aknadine's body, casting his powerful consciousness.

Therefore, the howl of the banshee, which is almost misunderstood by the vast majority of mortals, is nothing more than a cacophony in the ears of Aknadine.

He raised the short staff in his hand, and the darkness rolled behind him, wisps of cold air overflowed from the void, and then a huge bone snake crawled out of it. After the bone snake appeared, it was like a 10,000-year-old ice landing, and the rich cold air instantly spread a layer of frost on the surrounding ground.

A dark flame appeared in the eyes of the bone snake, and it grew its mouth at the banshee, and a violent, strong, and huge long roar sounded, and with this terrifying sound wave, it directly shattered the banshee's figure.

A short staff in Aknadine's hand flew out of the void, and the banshee's shattered body turned into a mist, converging towards the stone slab, and was sealed in the stone slab by Aknadine.

An adventurer who came with someone on the side looked at Aknadine and said with envy on his face: "It's amazing! This is already the fourth seven-star monster he sealed! ”

"What's so strange about this! People are not only gods, but also favored by the god of the game, you probably don't know that when he first entered the temple and awakened the first monster in his life, he directly summoned a monster beyond the nine stars. ”

The adventurer who spoke just now couldn't believe it: "Beyond the Nine Stars? Was it the skeletal snake behind him just now? ”

"That's right! The Serpent of Vientiane, a demigod-level snake monster, has dozens of different forms of snake-type monsters, and it is also the highest snake monster now second only to the winged snake of the god of the game. ”

An adventurer opened his mouth to explain, which immediately caused several adventurers around him to exclaim in surprise.

And when they were talking, Yuan Qingwei also successfully completed the curse prop in his hand at the moment when Aknadine solved the banshee.

Then, he didn't say hello to the cat god Best, the scorpion goddess Serkate, and directly left the Shinto incarnation.

The Immortal Dao deity took the magic weapon that had been prepared a long time ago, followed the connection in the underworld, and came to a valley deep in the desert in the west of the Emerald Oasis.

There are countless storms blowing in this valley, and the thick evil energy and divine power are mixed together, and they are hidden in the valley.

"This is where the Lord of the Monsters lives?" Yuan Qingwei looked at the scene in front of him, and always felt that it was better to say that the other party was the lord of monsters, rather than the lord of the storm.

"What do I see?" While Yuan Qingwei observed the valley, there was a noisy sound in the valley, and then a huge monster came out of the storm.

The monster resembled a huge jackal, but it had no hair on its body, but was covered with scales like snake scales, and it also had a cobra on its tail and dozens of snake heads on top of its head.

These snake heads swallowed all kinds of black gas, turning into a black whirlwind, surrounding the jackal, exuding a terrifying aura of death.

"You're the demigod from another world who wields a solar artifact?" This monster, who can be called the Lord of the Storm, looked at Yuan Qingwei, his mouth cracked, and a tongue like a snake letter came out, and his eyes were full of greed when he looked at Yuan Qingwei.

"Otherworldly gods?" Yuan Qingwei also saw the breath on this guy's body, this breath Yuan Qingwei had found in the Nile River at the beginning, and it was the breath of another world that did not belong to Hatusha.

Yuan Qingwei, who saw the origin of the other party, stretched out his hand a little, and the Dingkun hammer flew out directly, but he was ready to overcome the wind with soil.

This is also the material element tone of Egypt is destined to happen, this world is biased towards earth, fire, feng shui, different from the oriental immortal god system, there will be no wind wood, and in turn there will be restraint on the earth.

"Just a little hammer!" The body of the Lord of the Storm continued to grow, and raising his hand was to smash the Origin Realm Earth Phantom evolved from the Dingkun Hammer, and then the cobra on the tail rushed out and directly bit the Dingkun Hammer.

The cloudy venom flowed out of the cobra's mouth, constantly eroding the glow on the surface of the hammer.

At the same time, the Storm Lord's mouth was wide open, the black gas around him was flying, the lightning was rushing, and the thunder was rumbling non-stop, and the wind sounded like a ghost crying and howling, and the thought was extremely eerie.

The storm around the valley converged, contracted in the mouth of the Storm Lord, and finally turned into a huge pitch-black tornado, which swept towards Yuan Qingwei with the Storm Lord's breath.

Stretching out his hand a little, the three-fire streamer clock flew out, and in the golden glow, the treasure clock covered with hieroglyphs was suspended on it, hanging down the starry firelight, turning into layers of barriers like fire clouds, surrounding Yuan Qingwei.

With the blessing of Ra's divine name, the power of the Three Fire Streamer Clock in the Egyptian Heaven and Earth is far superior to its own power, and under the protection of Xiaguang, Yuan Qingwei simply ignored the attack of the Lord of Storms.

With a flip of the palm, the Sancai Guanyun mirror started, and the thin sunlight gathered on the mirror through the shade of the black wind, and the originally clear mirror surface was gradually replaced by golden light.

"Dang!" The bell rang, and the pale golden light expanded outward, and the storm contracted inwards with the urging of the Lord of the Storm, and then a pillar of fire pierced the storm.

"Wishful thinking!" The snake's hair on the top of the jackal's head flicked, and more than a dozen snake heads surrounded the pillar of fire, treating it as a substantial existence, coiling around it, constantly twisting inward, and the dark wind flowed out of the snake scales, which would disperse the sun's brilliance and shatter the pillar of fire.

"Ahhh At the moment when the pillar of fire disappeared, the Lord of the Storm let out another terrible scream.

Yuan Qingwei stretched out his hand and pinched it, a sharp edge flickered, and there was a drop of rich divine blood above the blood-red thin needle, which was constantly disappearing, as if it was absorbed by the fine needle.

On the other side, the cobra biting the Dingkun hammer was already hanging weakly between the Storm Lord's legs, and there was a small hole in the center of its eyebrows, which was obviously the place where the thin needle had pierced just now.

At the same time, the shape of the cobra at this time also makes the Lord of the Storm look like a dog with a tail between it.

"You're damned!" The Lord of the Storm turned his head and roared at Yuan Qingwei, and then the snake's head danced wildly, spitting out strange breaths.