Boom!

Looking down from the top of the nine clouds, one can clearly see that on the Western Wilderness Continent, as many as several momentum that almost overshadowed the rules of heaven and earth suddenly rose, hovering above the void, turning into phantoms that covered the sky and the sun, and surrounded the Campas Del Divine Capital of the Beamon Empire.

In the depths of a pitch-black space, three completely different energies of holy light, firelight, and electric light shrouded the entire darkness, and everywhere the eye looked, it was completely covered by the surging torrent of energy, and only an illusory figure could be vaguely seen.

"Since you're here, you haven't shown up yet!"

A majestic voice suddenly sounded, and a wave of pure white holy light spread out, passing through the vast darkness, smiling like ice and snow, revealing two extremely tall black phantoms, exuding a compelling dark aura around them.

"Quack ......"

The creepy and strange laughter, as if with some kind of magical power, went directly to the depths of the soul, and could not help but give birth to a feeling of eerie fear.

With the strange laughter, a wave of pitch-black light curtain rushed out of the darkness, and the white holy light hit it, causing a violent ripple, consuming each other, and after a while, the space returned to a calm state again.

"Temple of Light, this is not your way of entertaining an old friend. ”

The eerie sound of laughter vibrated in the void, constantly impacting the soul, silently, enveloping the space with an extremely eerie feeling.

Suddenly, a light rose, like a holy sun, and between the rises, it sowed a faint light, and in the blink of an eye, the space was enveloped, and the laughter stopped abruptly and became calm.

"Skeleton old ghost, a friend like you, the god of this temple has no blessing to climb!" There was obvious coldness in his indifferent voice, and the tone seemed to be facing an enemy of life and death, without the slightest taste of tolerance.

Meanwhile. In the surging dark aura, there was also a faint anger, and the anger rose to the sky, and the surging dark waves seemed to turn into a big hand covering the sky, thinking about this shroud.

"That's it!"

Another majestic voice echoed through the heavens and the earth, and the breath on both sides couldn't help but stagnate, slowly dissipating, and looking at the void. The figure wrapped in the raging flames, the momentum on his body couldn't help but slow down.

"Let's Strike Together!Destroy the Beamon Empire!"

There was no explanation, just an indifferent voice with a strong murderous intent, breaking through the surrounding Western Wilderness Continent, high above the ancient giants. Everyone couldn't help but look towards the glorious city on the earth, and their eyes radiated the brightest divine light.

Swish!

A holy light suddenly slashed down from the sky like a divine sword, turning into a white pillar of light that reached the sky. It crashed into the open land.

In an instant, the ground shook violently, and the space seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand, in a white curtain of light. Several imposing saint-level powerhouses rushed straight out, and at this moment, they didn't stop, like meteors. Rushing straight towards the god capital of Campasdel.

"Strike, this is our glorious divine war, believers!"

Meanwhile. On the other side, a dark mirror of light rose, and endless darkness covered the earth, and black lightning rushed out from it, and the same terrifying momentum was overwhelmingly shrouded towards the gods.

At this moment, the Temple of the Gods and the Dark Ancestral Court completely attacked, and as many as ten saint-level powerhouses rolled up rolling clouds, pushing the scope of the war to the Campas del Divine Capital, as if this time they were going to destroy the core city of the Beamon Empire, so as to destroy all the orcs' rebellious intentions and completely destroy the Beamon Empire.

Whining!!

On the walls of the tall god capital, an urgent war horn sounded, and the Beamon Empire really reached a situation where it was about to be doomed, and the dense warriors, holding weapons, did not see the slightest fear in their eyes, only a light of hatred, scanning the distant horizon, appearing in the dense army.

Bang!

A blast of thunder suddenly slashed above the Campasdell Divine Capital, and all the orc warriors couldn't help but look up, but the scene that appeared in their eyes made their hearts twitch.

I don't know when, the thick dark clouds completely covered the sky over the entire city, like a scene of the end of the world, as if it was a boulder covering everyone's heart, and the surging storm covered it down, as if it was the last straw that broke the tight string in the heart, and it seemed that it would not take long to completely destroy the idea of the orc warrior fighting.

Above the thick dark clouds, several figures stood proudly, and the surging coercion was overwhelming, constantly suppressing the resistance of the orc warriors, and completely destroying the entire Beamon Empire from the soul!

"Whoever peeps into the Beamon Empire, die!"

Just as the momentum of the warriors of the Shendu landed on the spot, an earth-shattering roar suddenly sounded from the depths of the city, setting off a monstrous sound, and waves of turbulent waves filled the air, almost overturning the thick dark clouds in the blink of an eye.

Rumble!

A round of golden thunder suddenly rose from the city, and the warm golden light shone on each orc warrior, reaching the depths of the heart, instantly dispelling the inner depression, invigorating the spirit, and the unyielding battle spirit surged in the depths of the soul again!

Rumble!

The golden sky has just risen, and in the depths of the city, a round of silver thunder shocks space, and the endless flashes of silver lightning turned into arrows flying in the sky, rushing into the vast clouds, piercing deep cracks one by one, and a little sunlight shining out from it, as if the end is about to dissipate, and the light will surely appear again in the sky above the Beamon Empire.

Boom! Boom......

Round after round of Great Sayings emerged from the depths of the Empire, and in the blink of an eye, several Great Sayings exuding majestic brilliance protected the gods of Campasdel. Waves of wild battle momentum rose into the sky, and the storm falling from the sky met in mid-air, and collided fiercely.

Rumble!

The thunder rolled, and the surging waves of air swept through the entire space, and even the dark clouds that were as thick as mountains covering the sky seemed to be unable to withstand the collision of such a terrible impact, constantly tumbling and surging, tearing out deep fissures and flowing out of pitch-black nothingness.

In an instant, the battlefield was dead silent, and everyone's eyes were on the sky. There were dozens of saint-level great days, bursting out with powerful coercion, colliding with each other.

The Temple of the Gods united with the Dark Ancestral Court, as well as other forces on the continent, dozens of saint-level powerhouses looked down with hideous eyes, for them, the Beamon Empire was a cancer on the Western Wilderness Continent, and it must be completely eradicated.

As a well-known existence on the mainland, everyone is the ancestor of the clan. The male lord who guarded the side may have a feeling of contempt for the Beamon Empire in their hearts. After all, how could just five saint-level powerhouses be the opponents of dozens of saint-level powerhouses.

However, when the Beamon Empire showed its true strength, it made them feel a sense of surprise, where were the saint-level powerhouses that appeared in the Beamon Empire only five, except for them. The three huge bodies on the ground, with golden eyes, flashing with the most primitive and violent momentum, made these human saint-level powerhouses. I couldn't help but gasp.

The Golden Beamon Behemoth!

The King of Land Warfare, the existence of the purest power on the continent, is more powerful than ordinary saint-level powerhouses. In addition to the three Golden Beamon Behemoths, there were actually two giant thunder beasts with a length of fifty zhang. On the sharp sharp corners, silver light filled the air, flickering with energy fluctuations that made even the saint-level powerhouses feel terrifying!

Thenceforth. It is even more huge and as a mountain of fierce beasts, one by one.

Ten saint-level powerhouses!

And more fierce beasts are still stepping out of the void in a steady stream.

Such a lineup made all the human saint-level powerhouses feel a shocking taste, and suddenly, they found that it was really unexpected that the seemingly weak Beamon Empire was hiding such a terrifying power.

Roar!

The huge body surrounded by golden light suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, and the huge eyes radiated the brilliance of pure battle, as if these Behemoths could no longer suppress the desire in their hearts, and their huge fists slapped the ground fiercely, and the earth shook violently.

Snort!

The silver lightning scattered in the air suddenly converged towards the sharp corners, turning into a luster brighter than the stars, exuding a suffocating aura.

"Kill!"

Above the silent sky, it was suddenly broken by a roar, and in the golden roar that occupied the first place, an earth-shattering roar sounded, and a golden light rushed straight into the sky, and without hesitation, it crashed into the dark sky with rolling clouds.

Thundered!

The powerful saint-level momentum was unreservedly released, and the center of the impact, the space was rapidly distorted, and cracks that were clearly visible to the naked eye spread towards the depths of the endless void darkness. The shockwave of the shock wave roared out in all directions, spreading to the entire heaven and earth.

Boom, boom, boom......

Immediately after, the silver big said, the holy light sun, the purple big said, the endless black hole...... There was also the Golden Beamon Empire, the Saint-level Thunder Beast, all of which burst out with the momentum of their whole bodies and rushed towards the sky.

The saint-level war that was enough to change the pattern of the continent, above the Campazdel Divine Capital, suddenly broke out, as many as dozens of saint-level powerhouses, fighting to the death in the void, the heavens and the earth were torn apart, and cracks spread in the sky!

It seemed that the number of saint-level powerhouses in the human alliance was far higher than that of the Beamon Empire, however, from the second the war broke out, it was the Beamon Empire powerhouse that had the upper hand.

Especially the golden big saying and the silver big saying are the most prosperous, with one enemy and two, suppressing the two human saint-level powerhouses on the opposite side, maybe they can't win in a short time, but according to the trend of the battle, the final winner belongs to the Beamon Empire.

In the midst of the fierce battle, in the depths of the void, a pair of majestic eyes wrinkled, as if they were not satisfied with this situation.

Boom!

Suddenly, several hundred-zhang big hands tore through the void and slapped it down, and with the golden and silver pillars of light, the remaining saint-level ancestors and golden Beamon giant beasts were all shrouded, and a big hand shrouded down towards the Campasdell Divine Capital, as if it was about to wipe out all the resistance in one fell swoop!

The wind and clouds suddenly changed, the giant palm covered the sky, and the shadow of death suppressed the Beamon Empire, as if pushing it into the bottomless abyss.

...... (To be continued......)