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Several terrifying momentum soared into the sky, like a meteor crossing the space, and the incomparably terrifying power blasted towards Lint violently.

'Boom!'

A gray band of light was like an arrow off the string, and the timing and angle of the attack were well grasped, and it had reached the moment when Lint had just appeared.

Lint's calm eyes suddenly changed, turning into a deep starry sky.

With a grip of the right hand and a stroke, a barrier appeared in front of the void.

It's just that the other party's realm is profound, and the means are extremely strong, and the barrier can be blocked, and it will be shattered with a bang.

The gray bands of light were like shooting stars, striking with the force that twisted the air.

However, the strong man's shot was missed by a fraction of a millimeter, relying on the extremely short blocking time, Lint's body moved, and he had disappeared out of thin air, flashing into the air a hundred feet away.

"Get down!"

A thunderous roar suddenly sounded above Lint's head, and Lint raised his eyes as deep as the starry sky, and could vaguely see a behemoth, with the power to tear everything, crashing into him.

"Beamon's Warhammer!"

The sound is like thunder, shaking the mountains and rivers!

A black giant hammer appeared, and the vague behemoth held a heavy hammer in its hand, and smashed it downward with the power of heaven and earth.

Lint's face was full of solemnity, and his hands were clenched, and the brilliance was magnificent, like a pair of fists, facing the howling wind, and blasted upward.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Lint's body shook, the black giant hammer shattered, but the terrifying power poured down his arm, and his body slammed into the ground.

"I'm waiting for you!"

The long sword is out of the sheath, and the sword is cold.

"Great Bright Sword - Demon Slayer!"

A sword ray of several zhang shot straight out from the ground, rising into the sky, the sword qi slashed into the air, and the terrifying aura seemed to split the space in half.

Incomparably sharp breath. Slash towards Lint.

"Blackwater!"

In the depths of Lint's eyes, a cold light appeared, and a dark figure clearly appeared behind him. I can't see the appearance clearly, like a prison like an abyss. Under his feet, a huge black turtle and a huge python formed by the black water flow emerged, and the black big sword of the True Martial Emperor was pestled to the ground in both hands, majestic and indescribable.

Countless golden threads spread under his feet, quickly building into a whole, and a huge black giant snake emerged, its sharp fangs pressing down fiercely towards the sword qi.

"Click!"

The sword qi shattered, the giant snake shattered, and the two forces collided with each other. Reduced to nothingness.

"God says, 'Light is the origin of all things, and all darkness and sin will be destroyed under the light.'"

A holy poem recited loudly sounded, and the breath stirred the heavens and the earth, as if countless figures stood in every corner of the space, speaking in unison, causing time and space to shake, and the holy and noble breath directly drilled into the soul, making people unconsciously immersed in the holy sound.

"And God said, Thou art guilty!"

"God said: Let go of your heart and accept God's baptism, and you will be able to wash away your eternal sin......"

In the depths of Lint's soul. One voice after another exudes a holy and boundless warmth, and people can't help but want to throw themselves into its arms.

Right now, on the heavenly dome. The brilliance is magnificent, the golden light is overwhelming, brilliant as the sun, and a majestic and suffocating glorious figure is becoming more and more obvious.

With the continuous condensation of that glorious figure, the light between heaven and earth became stronger and stronger, and the bright light illuminated every corner of heaven and earth, dispelling all darkness.

"Hmph, turn into a barbarian, how dare you enter my Dao body?!"

Right at this moment. A majestic and majestic voice of disdain rose up, and a storm rose in the depths of Lint's soul. The wind swept through the light, tearing it to pieces.

A hint of majesty emanated and spread. At this moment, the endless phantom behind Lint became clearer, and the great wrath contained in the solemnity of the treasure was terrifying.

This is the 'Dao Yun' of the Emperor Zhenwu, the god of the north, as one of the emperors of the Quartet worshiped in Middle-earth, he is high, but his majesty can wipe out the demons, containing the dragon luck of the ancient Central Plains, the weight of the society, any external evil, even the gods of this world can not invade.

But I saw the figure like an abyss like a prison, and on the black big sword in both hands, an invisible qi burst out, piercing through the void and shooting towards the glorious figure.

"Impossible?!"

Suddenly, there was a muffled snort, the light was extinguished, and a white-clothed figure fell from the sky in embarrassment.

"What kind of power are you? The gods you believe in, that, what kind of existence is that?" The white robed body was stable, looking not young, but his eyes were like electricity, and his body naturally exuded a noble and holy aura.

God Supplicants, the highest-ranking group of people in the Alliance of the Bright Nation, believe in the Lord God of Light, transform all living beings, and are called the servants of the God of Light.

As an existence with a high status, his face was shocked at this moment, and his eyes flashed with an erratic light, obviously the phantom of the True Martial Emperor that appeared just now gave him a strong and incomparably strong impact.

What kind of existence is that? It feels like the whole world is as thick as the whole world, just a phantom, but it seems to contain heaven and earth.

When was there ever such a great being born in the world?

As a god invoker, he is good at praying to God, and he is familiar with all the great beings born in history, but there is absolutely no such one? How is this possible? That kind of glorious and upright, mighty and mighty feeling, just like the torrent of history, although not as pure and extreme as the God of Light, but it is another kind of dignified and upright, and the impact on him is really huge.

Lint didn't answer, but his face was more serious than ever.

"One, two, three, four!"

The four Sages stood in all directions, encircling the center of the Lint.

Lint's face remained unchanged, and with a sweep of his gaze, he saw the identities of these people clearly.

The person who took the lead was holding a totem staff, and on an ancient tree, a hideous beast was depicted, not young, with a gray beard, a wrinkled face, and in the pupils that should have been dim, there was a bright light like a star.

It's an orc shaman, and it's one of those super big shamans.

The second is a Behemoth of Beamon.

It was an ape-like giant with long blond hair, a mountain-like body, and no armor. Bronze skin, with a metallic sheen, this body is a little stronger than armor. If he fights purely physically, I am afraid that there are few people in the world who will be his opponent.

Sturdy body. Strong physique, terrifying strength, made this the title of the strongest warrior on land.

And the guy who sneaked up on him on the ground was dressed as a decent swordsman, but compared to ordinary swordsmen, he was wearing a silver-white armor, and the outside of the armor flashed with a holy white light. Covered in armor, it forms a layer of energy armor.

This is a swordsman unique to the Bright Country Alliance, a bright swordsman who cultivates the Bright Fighting Qi and has a strong physique.

But this is clearly a sword master-level existence of the light department, and a swordsman with the most terrifying killing skills.

The last one, who was still staring at Lint in amazement, was a higher level of divine invoker, a servant of the God of Light who had the power to pray.

Although there were only four of them, they were all saints without exception, and they were also high-level saints, far from being comparable to the Yan Sanctuary.

There are four of them. Splitting the Quartet, a spontaneous momentum shrouded all directions. Together, they formed a terrifying momentum that sealed off this heaven and earth.

Even Lint was confident, but he felt that it would be very difficult to break this blockade.

"Before coming here, the lord who was the tallest existence in the Hall of Light used the most precious Destiny Stone to divinate with the Great Destiny Technique, and only then did he vaguely see a trace of the long river of fate. ”

"He warned us. In this battle of the Bronze Gods, we will encounter an uncanny opponent with a split soul. That will be the fundamental enemy of all that we will destroy, and I did not believe it. The four high-level saints have joined forces, unless it is the top few in the world, who else can escape our ambush. ”

Gently shaking the totem staff, the old orc great shaman took a few steps forward, and said with a surprised face: "However, now that I think about it, I really underestimated you, who are you? How could the Dark Immortal Empire give birth to a character like you, we didn't even know at all." ”

"You make me admire!"

Boom, the Beamon Giant Beast, which was as tall as a hill, moved with its footsteps, and suddenly brought a piece of space to tremble, but his face was solemn: "If you don't die, you will be famous and resounding all over the world in the future." ”

"Hmph, it's a pity that he will definitely die today!" the Bright Sword Saint snorted coldly, his fingers brushing the bright sword face, and a few cracks were clearly visible.

Obviously, the collision just now damaged his divine soldiers.

"Which god do you believe in?!Who is that great being?......" After all, the god invoker had experienced the storm and his face had calmed down, but he still did not give up, and wanted to ask for a reason.

Lint didn't speak, he didn't answer, he just looked at them coldly, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, but at this moment he was extremely calm in his heart, and from the few words of the other party, he could already deduce a lot of useful information.

First of all, I'm afraid that the news about the ruins of the Goblin Empire has already spread, not only the exclusive news of the Burning Sun Faction, otherwise the other party would not have been able to appear here at the right time and come to ambush, and even the Burning Sun Faction itself is the internal response of the Bright Alliance and the Orc Federation.

Second, considering the identities of these people, some of them are from the Orc Federation, and some of them are powerhouses of the Bright Country Alliance, it is obvious that this operation is a joint effort of these two forces.

Third, they seem to have confirmed their identities before, and at least know a lot about themselves.

But he has never been in contact with the Orc Federation and the Light Country Alliance, and even in the Immortal Dark Empire, his reputation is not prominent, why would a few people find him, is it just for the "Bronze God"?

Where did the two great forces get this clue and determine that the ancient god of the 'Goblin Empire', the 'Bronze God', must be preserved in this ruin?

For a while, these doubts made Lint a little unable to guess, even if he was a hundred times smarter, I am afraid that he could not guess.

"Since you are confident that you can keep me, can you answer me a few questions?" said in a depressing atmosphere.

"Death is going to die, and knowing so much can only be brought to the grave!"

The Bright Sword Saint looked at him coldly.

Rint ignored him, his gaze swept around, and landed on the Behemoth of Beamon.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, just kill him, it's a hundred!"

The Bright Sword Saint's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light surged, and he was about to make a move, but was blocked by a hand.

"Slow!"

"What do you want to do? This is a major decision made at the highest level of both sides, do you want to stop me?"

The Bright Sword Saint didn't look good.

"Orcs respect warriors the most, and I decided to grant his wishes before I died. ”

The Beamon Behemoth laughed and said, "Anyway, some guys who are full of benevolence and morality are not of the same mind as our powerful orc warriors. ”

A trace of essence flashed in the eyes of the Bright Sword Saint, clenching it on the hilt of the sword, the green tendons on the back of his palm burst out, and the space around him began to crack inch by inch, as if countless sword qi flashed out, forming a huge sword storm around him.

The Sword Saint of the Light Department was known as the master of swordsmanship among ascetics, but the Beamon Behemoth was the real king of the earth, and the atmosphere immediately became tense.

...... (To be continued)