At the bottom of the A'a River, an old turtle nearly three hundred meters tall slowly opened its eyes and muttered, "Pseudo-god? The path of immortality of a pseudo-god is not easy to walk. ”

After speaking, the old turtle closed his eyes, this turtle was too big, larger than Kong Xuan's body shape, and when it didn't move, it was like a hill at the bottom of the river.

Zhao Fufei recited the incantation, although he only had the magic power of a level 9 great demon master, but the spiritual power of Zhao Fu's middle god, as well as his understanding of the pseudo-gods, Zhao Fu waved his cane, and the gray skulls formed by the three spiritual powers, constantly opened and closed their teeth, and rushed into the golden light of the three pseudo-gods.

"It's not good! I can't condense my divine power!" the three false gods secretly screamed at the same time.

Although Zhao Fu's undead curse magic only made the three pseudo-gods pause for a moment, a momentary flaw was enough for the priests to attack countless times, with the magic of destruction, imprisonment, and destruction of the miè attributes, and they didn't want to throw Yuan Crystal coins at the pseudo-gods.

Red, dark green, pitch black, dark blue, pure white, and golden are intertwined, and the priests have their own stunts, and the rumbling sound of the collision with the pseudo-gods is endless.

The crocodile man said angrily: "You dare to plot against me, look at my 'turning the river and the sea'!"

The domineering spirit of the crocodile man's pseudo-god roar, in fact, the heart is dripping blood, there are words of suffering, and powerful tricks must consume more faith power, and the more faith power the crocodile people use when fighting, the more difficult the road to the gods.

The river water in early spring is cold and biting, but the cold river water is like a typhoon and tsunami whirlpool, every grain of ice slag in the whirlpool is attached to divine power, the ice slag is like a sharp blade, the huge whirlpool is like a high-horsepower meat grinder, the crocodile man pseudo-god has one arm, and then slowly lifts up, it seems that it takes great strength to move this trick to "turn the river and the sea".

The crocodile man's face was cruel. A beastly roar sounded from his mouth: "Roar!"

With this domineering beast roar, a huge vortex of divine power as if to cover the sky rushed towards the priests, and this move consumed a lot of divine power. But it also ended up causing casualties among the priests.

Hearing the muffled snort and shouting of the priest when he was injured, the crocodile was overjoyed, and spat at the mouth of the earth in disgust, and sneered: "Let you bastards plot against the gods......"

Zhao Sicheng saw that the crocodile man was a pseudo-god. Xiao whispered: "This idiot can't even be a bad guy." ”

A fool like the crocodile man who writes "I'm a bad guy" on his face is unprofessional at first glance. After the professional villain wants to hurt others, others have to be grateful to Dade.

The crocodile man heard Zhao Sicheng's small voice, but he didn't have time to care about it, because the priests began to fight back violently, and there was also Zhao Fu next to him who knew everything about the weaknesses of the false gods.

Zhao Fu didn't summon his army of undead, but at every critical moment, he would interrupt the transformation of the three pseudo-gods. Hate the pseudo-gods itching, and Zhao Fu has strong mental power, he can always catch the malice of the pseudo-gods, easily bless himself with a wind system and magic, and dodge the sneak attack of the pseudo-gods in advance.

It's the opposite of Zhao Fu. The pseudo-god's several attacks failed, just like biting a piece of big fat, or the kind of half-baked big fat, greasy and stuck in the throat, unable to swallow. As a last resort, the pseudo-gods can only resort to stupid methods to increase the output of divine power.

What makes the pseudo-gods even more helpless is that the power of the orc's faith is not lasting, especially since the outbreak of the great chaos, the orc believers have died more than 100,000, and no matter how pure the faith is, it will turn into panic, and the orc believers have a large number of negative feelings, replacing the original power of faith, making the attack of the pseudo-gods more and more weak.

"Run!" the crocodile man roared, regardless of the power of faith, his life is gone, what does the power of faith matter?

The crocodile-man pseudo-god plunged headlong into the Aa River. The octopus man and the golden carp beast saw that the boss had run away, so the two pseudo-gods would not be stupidly broken, and followed closely into the A'a River, and the other weak pseudo-gods in the A'a River had already seen that the situation was not good and disappeared. The noisy miracle of the A'a River seems to be like a farce.

"Chase!" Huan Huan only hesitated, and immediately commanded the orc god-level pursuit.

Huanhuan plunged into the A'a River, but he didn't make a splash when he entered the water. The priests were very dedicated, and whether they were injured or uninjured, as long as they could still move, they all entered the A'a River. The A'a River is the nest of the three false gods, and the water tribe has entered the water, and its strength has skyrocketed, and Huanhuan and other priests have not been able to wield the strength of the 6 earth.

"Running very fast!" Zhao Sicheng flipped his right hand, and a small gray sword with a length of inches appeared in his palm, which was the newly refined "God Butcher".

The bloodthirsty sword sucks people's blood, and the sword of God Slaughter hurts people's souls. Zhao Sicheng hugged Shuang'er, but he didn't want to play peek-a-boo with the three pseudo-gods at the bottom of the A'a River, and the inch-long "God Tu" flew out of his hand, turned into a streamer, and inserted it at the bottom of the A'a River.

"Open!"

I saw a sword tip facing down in the A'a River, and the giant sword with the hilt facing up soared into the sky, and the sword handle instantly disappeared into the sky, as the God Slaughter Sword became larger, the water of the A'a River seemed to be boiling, constantly tumbling, and from a distance, it looked like the entire A'a River was split in half.

In fact, the Aa River has indeed been split in half, and the Yin Ink Blood Sea of the Divine Tomb Sealing God Realm can be split in half, let alone this Aa River. Moreover, Zhao Sicheng's current strength is different from when he first entered the Divine Tomb and sealed the God Realm, even the law of water has been omitted, and relying on the attributes and "ingenuity" of the God Slaughter Sword itself, he has split the Ah River in half.

The three false gods were originally swimming at the bottom of the A'a River, swimming very happily, and sometimes teasing the priests behind them. Suddenly, there was a dangerous aura behind her, cultivating to the pseudo-god, the battle instinct was already quite sharp, especially the golden carp beast as a demonic beast, since she was promoted to the god level, except for the old turtle at the bottom of the A'a River, there were few things that could make her frightened, but the golden carp beast pseudo-god now has a feeling of impending great disaster.

"Quick!" There is no need for the golden carp beast to greet him, the schools of fish and demonic beasts in the A'a River seem to have encountered great fear, and they only hate that they have lost a few pairs of fins, and they don't swim fast enough, and the ordinary fish, demonic beasts, and pseudo-gods in the A'a River flee collectively.

Rumble!

As if it had been cut by a knife, it was split in half by the God Slaughter Sword, and the entire Aa River was shaking violently.

"I!" The old priest's voice was filled with infinite resentment, and the resentment of dozens of god-level priests could almost be condensed into resentful spirits, and not long after the priests entered the water, they were washed ashore by this huge force at the bottom of the A'a River before they had completed the glorious task given to them by the main god.

"A miracle!

"Thank you, my lord, that the god of A'a River has not abandoned us......"

"Beast God bless!"

......

The orcs on both sides of the A'a River saw the giant sword that went straight into the sky from the bottom of the river, and began to worship continuously, contributing a lot of faith power by the way.

The corners of Zhao Sicheng's mouth twitched, although the power of faith is useless to himself, but he can't stand the great cause of Zhao Sicheng's family, there are a large group of subordinates to feed, and thrift is a virtue, take out the medicine bottle containing the pill to receive the power of faith.

Moreover, the believers of the orc race are inevitably too rich in resources, if the believers are compared to the land where crops are planted, the orcs of the orc race are definitely the fields and fertile soil, and the power of faith produced is many and pure, and the belief units are full, while most of the human believers are saline-alkali land, on the other hand, the belief units produced by human believers are not pure enough, but the quantity is large, and the huge amount is enough to make up for the qualitative gap.

The right hand turned into a claw, and a rune was outlined in an instant, which was the law of thunder that Zhao Sicheng was best at.

"Go!"

With the five fingers stretched out, the law of thunder runes culture into a huge fishing net, the thunder and lightning fishing net is light and thin, but full of toughness, the three false gods are the small fish escaping in the A'a River, the fishing net shrank slightly, and the three small fish were caught.

"The Purple King went and brought back the three little fish and the young master's sword. ”

The three pseudo-gods were depressed to death, especially the crocodile man, just now Zhao Sicheng said that it was a fool, with the crocodile man's previous personality, he should have cut Zhao Sicheng immediately, the ghost made the god worse, and the crocodile man did not cut it. At this time, the crocodile man shed two crocodile tears, and it finally knew that it was acting abnormally, and it turned out that it was because of intuition that he told himself not to provoke perverts.

The octopus man drooped his tentacle and said in a humming voice: "Big brother, we planted it this time, that guy is too obscene, he didn't do this by pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, it's too obscene, and the dignified god went to pretend to be a saint-level ......."

In fact, Zhao Sicheng also wanted to release all his strength, but unfortunately he was suppressed by the origin plane. Zhao Sicheng was not a very generous person, and was evaluated as "obscene", Zhao Sicheng was very angry, and the consequence was that the net of the law of thunder that caught the octopus man shrank sharply.

The octopus man was tall and big, but he didn't expect it to be a soft egg, and he was strangled by the fishing net of the law of thunder, and he didn't even scream, so he fainted. Zhao Sicheng opened his mouth, how did the octopus man cultivate to the god level? I originally wanted to accept a subordinate, but when I saw the octopus man like this, I suddenly became uninterested.

Seeing the appearance of the octopus man, the golden carp beast cried: "Second brother, second brother, what's wrong with you? Big brother, what should I do? I was caught by the priest this time, what should I do? I am now as beautiful as a flower, and I don't want to die yet." ”

Zhao Sicheng exclaimed: "Mother's?!It's actually a mother's!"

As soon as the golden carp beast spoke, a beautiful female voice came out, but this female beast was inevitably too narcissistic, and after a careful look, it was no wonder that the golden carp beast was so narcissistic, it turned out to be a sub-dragon beast, and most of the dragon clan were more narcissistic, which was the inferior root inherited in the bloodline.

The golden carp beast reprimanded: "I hate it! How can I call it 'mother'? It's ugly to death, and I want to call someone a beautiful woman." ”

"Ugh. "Zhao Sicheng is now, since he entered the territory of the orc clan, he often has the best, first he likes to pretend to be a young old man Huanhuan priest, and then he will meet the strange Nine Ox and Two Tiger bandit group, even if he encounters three pseudo-gods, he is still a combination of fools, soft eggs and narcissism, he opened his mouth and was speechless.

The way the golden carp beast speaks is very similar to the bear, especially the delicate word "people", but the golden carp beast sounds much more normal than the bear, probably because they are all monsters.

"Beauty ......" The corners of Zhao Sicheng's mouth twitched, and Xiaoyao actually called a beauty to a magical beast against his will, and a sense of frustration arose: "The beauty transforms and comes over to take a look." (To be continued.) )

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