The body of this ugly god with flesh and blood like mud gradually erupted with an extremely powerful and mixed strange aura, illusory, untouchable, and high......

It had a face without the slightest expression, as if it was looking at everyone at the same time.

One king after another, his body stiffened for a moment.

"It's ...... Believers in Dream Domination? ”

"I've fought against the powerhouses of this vein of the Gods, but they don't seem to have such a terrifying aura in their lifetimes!"

"Salsto, the master of dreams, is special in that his followers see the world as a dream of the gods, and believe that after death one falls into a nightmare that can never be woken up."

"They think that death is the best way to get close to Salsto, so the corpse after death often undergoes all kinds of strange changes!"

Someone in the know spoke in secret, and the kings turned their heads to search, but they could not find who was speaking.

"It's up to Queito to respond."

Everyone stood by and watched.

And the king of the Saints Organization is not simple, after seeing this rotten god, his expression is still calm, his holy weapon is a temple hammer, heavy as a mountain, with countless holy patterns engraved on it, all of which are lit up at this moment.

An inviolable aura of sacredness enveloped Cuito.

The stout old man sneered, muttered words in his mouth, and swung the Templar hammer with one hand.

"Under the judgment of the holy weapon, all sins will be hidden!"

"Poof"

With a hammer down, the mud spirit was smashed into real flesh on the spot.

The kings present seemed to sense something, and they all pulled back.

Cuito's face also changed, and he threw a backhand hammer out and smashed it behind him, where a mud spirit appeared and was reaching out to grab the back of his heart.

It's as if the scene of smashing the opponent just now is just a dream, and the real opponent has attacked from behind.

"Nope! Wrong! ”

Kuito suddenly stopped what he was doing, and his eyes erupted with a blazing white holy light, terrifying and terrifying.

He stared at the mud spirit in front of him, and said word by word: "You can't escape the judgment of the holy weapon, you are already dead, and now is a dream!" ”

As soon as the words fell.

The vision distorted.

The mud spirit behind him turned into a blonde lion youth, which was the greatest hope of the generation of the Saints, and he almost died under his own hammer.

Kuito was also shocked into a cold sweat.

"Gray, why are you here?"

"Elder, I don't know, I just chased a god, and before I knew it, I stepped into the depths of the Valley of the Gods." Gray was a little confused: "What happened?" ”

Cuito shook his head: "It's okay, the old man saw through the dream of a monster, and it died." ”

As the words fell, he turned around calmly.

"Bang"

There was a loud bang.

In front of him, the figure of the sludge monster slowly emerged, and then exploded directly.

Cuito picked up all the fragments of the spirit, glanced coldly at the kings around him, and walked towards the valley with Gray, who wanted to send the Tianjiao of the organization back first.

The rest of the kings showed thoughtful expressions.

"Such a strange ability, if you believe in the illusion of the dream apostle, I am afraid that you will be trapped in its dreams forever."

"Kuito is not simple, the minds of the strong people in the Saint Organization are as resolute as monsters, so as not to be affected!"

"If it were me, would we be able to deal with this god just now?"

At this moment, some kings of average strength all frowned, they were also coming to the Valley of the Gods for the first time, and only then did they realize that snatching the gods was far from being as simple as they imagined.

Although the gods were condensed after the death of the powerhouses of the god organization, their difficulty may be higher than when they were alive.

"And this is still an unenraged spirit, if Kuito insulted the Dream Master, maybe he has become a dead corpse by now!"

Someone else spoke in a deep voice.

For a while, the atmosphere of the scene became more and more solemn.

"Hehe, no matter how weird it is, it's just a dead thing that can't think, what's there to be afraid of?" At this time, a middle-aged man walked out with a sneer, identified a tombstone, cut his wrist, and spilled a large amount of royal blood.

"It's Zhang Jiu, the first disciple of the Fu Sect!" Someone recognized the man.

"Let's see what he does."

"Heh, isn't this a wanted criminal in Kyushu, and the strong man in Kyushu is also there, why don't you arrest it?" There are also people who are secretly arching the fire.

The King of Equality is old-fashioned, and his face is calm, as if he hadn't heard it.

When all parties are fighting to grab benefits, he is very clear about the fact that he can protect himself and not provoke anyone, so as to obtain the greatest benefits in the end.

But Jiang Chen next to him was like a young man who couldn't hold his breath, and immediately clenched his fists and rushed angrily: "Lord Equality! Do you hear, someone is mocking me Kyushu, and wants me to say, kill Zhang Jiu first, and then kill the person who opened his mouth to provoke him! ”

These words made the eyelids of the Equality King, who was originally very calm, couldn't help but tremble.

You're ruthless!

And I usually call me equal, but in front of outsiders, I call me an adult, do you want to throw me into the fire pit and roast me?

"My lord, I've already found out, it's that kid who is talking, a little faceless, do you recognize it?" Jiang Chen pointed to a brown-haired man in the Holy See ranks.

The other party is also a cardinal, but the aura is not as strong as the cardinal who shot at the beginning, probably in the fourth step.

Hearing this, the bishop's face was gloomy for a moment.

He used a special method to mask his voice, but he didn't expect to be discovered.

"People of the Holy See, keep your mouth shut, or this seat will discipline you for you!" King Ping glanced over and spoke lightly.

The main Jiang Chen has already said this, as the leader of Kyushu this time, if he doesn't say two words, it will seem that Kyushu is too weak.

"Equality, how does it feel to be promoted to the sixth step, when have you ever dealt with the old man?" The strong people in the Holy See were naturally not to be outdone, and the bishop who had previously helped the white-robed sacrifice to erase the goat's head spirit spoke coldly.

"That's exactly what I mean." The King of Equality is also quite direct, and while he speaks, he is already digging out the Infernal Hell.

But halfway through the action, his expression froze.

"Jiang Chen? Jiang Chen? ”

Turning his head to look around, Jiang Chen suddenly disappeared.

After looking around, King Ping realized that this kid suddenly walked behind Zhang Jiu.

At this moment, under the tombstone in front of the other party, a strange spirit wearing a purple robe, with a dark face, only two red eyes was revealed.

"Son of a bitch, Torrea, damn filthy thing, this is not the place for you, go back to the dark and damp abyss!"

Jiang Chen held a big bullhorn and shouted loudly.

Everyone froze.

The next moment, I saw that in the darkness under the purple robe, the red eyes turned into three or four...... More and more, dense, making people's scalps tight.

A venerable king, all of them were pale and sank.

He angered a god equivalent to a five-step king!

Lunatic!

Especially Zhang Jiu, who bore the brunt of the attack, his expression was as ugly as eating a fly, you want to die, don't pull me?

And wasted so much blood of Lao Tzu?