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A land of the dead suddenly appeared, Wang Qinian's eyes flashed, and he quietly gave Ye Zhiqiu a spiritual connection, he did not dare to use a secondary spiritual connection, but used a short-distance spiritual connection, and he couldn't receive it if he was a little farther away, he had no choice, after all, he was facing the sun god.

"I'm here to hold this lich, this sun god is weaker than he himself said, and he can't even keep the temple intact, although we are in his kingdom of gods, but it's just a false appearance, otherwise his temple of the sun wouldn't be here, I quietly tried, the kingdom of gods is stronger than our realm, he doesn't seem to be able to leave that building, I don't know what the reason is, wait, you guys do it at the same time, don't tell him anything about chivalry. Wang Qinian quietly used a short-distance telepathic connection to send a message to Ye Zhiqiu, and Ye Zhiqiu nodded quietly.

The lich had already arrived in the land of the undead, his eyes were staring at Wang Qinian, and a skeleton staff appeared in his hand, Wang Qinian glanced at the skeleton staff, and he didn't know what kind of bone it was made of, it seemed to be a kind of forelimb bone of a demonic beast, and this kind of demonic beast had six pointed fingers, and at the top of the bone staff, six fingers held a black crystal ball.

This is a high-quality staff, much better than Wang Qinian's staff, Wang Qinian rarely uses the staff, one of the reasons is because he doesn't need a staff when casting spells, and the increase in the staff in his hand is already very small, so he doesn't rely on the staff to cast spells most of the time.

And this staff is obviously much better than Wang Qinian's. At the very least, it can be increased by three percent, and the voice of the lich like bones rubbing sounded: "I, the immortal and nameless under Agman Maiti, can let me do it today, boy, it is already the blessing of your false gods!"

After finishing speaking, Agamanmat's wand pointed at Wang Qinian, and with a bang, the black crystal ball exploded loudly, and a pillar of black light rushed straight towards Wang Qinian.

Wang Qinian snorted coldly, and a white bone shield suddenly appeared. Another explosion. Resisting the black light, the two disappeared, Wang Qinian took a step forward, and his body flashed slightly. Countless tiny bolts of lightning appeared. Fan towards each other.

The opponent's wand is pointed at the ground. The wall of bones suddenly appeared, and the lightning hit the bone wall, and the two of them went back and forth. Wang Qinian knew the strength of Agmanmat, reaching the high level of the magician, and there was no advanced legendary mage.

He felt a little strange in his heart, it stands to reason that he didn't know how many years he had been transformed into a lich, and his strength had not reached the legend, what he didn't know was that since they were all Sanken's guards, although what Sancoln said to Wang Qinian was true, but he didn't say it, and he almost died in the battle with the god of the underworld in this world.

He was given a heavy responsibility, and then fell into a deep sleep, and in the process, he became one with the rules of this world, and in order to be able to control this qiē, among the necromantic creatures, he was at most a magician, because he was one with the rules of the world.

He didn't want his position to be affected, so after he became one with the rules of the world, he began to control the rules, which Wang Qinian didn't know, and it was precisely because of this that Agamanmat could only be so high, and those who were higher than him disappeared silently.

Wang Qinian saw that his strength was not as good as that of a legendary mage, but he was extremely experienced, and he was in the land of the dead that Sanken specially created for him, so he did not fall behind for a while, Wang Qinian also had a lot of experience, but most of the magic was very familiar to the two, and no one could take it for a while.

A sickle appeared beside Wang Qinian, the sickle was restrained, Agmanmat didn't notice this, and when they made a move, Ye Zhiqiu and the other eight people didn't say a word, and the magic covered Sanken overwhelmingly, Sanken was stunned, he didn't expect that in his eyes, humans, like ants, would dare to take the lead.

With a bang, Sancoln shone brightly, this is the brilliance of the sun, not only protecting himself, but also protecting the building, and sneered in his mouth: "Even with you ants, you dare to make a move on me, I said, every qiē energy is returned to nothingness." ”

He activated the Law Technique, and as soon as the magic of Ye Zhiqiu and the others approached his side, it was like a snowflake on fire, disappearing without a trace, but he also had a dark figure.

Ye Zhiqiu found this, and his tone was full of ecstasy: "He's just a spectacle, if you come a few more times, he won't be able to withstand it!" As he spoke, a cold icicle suddenly appeared and rushed straight towards him.

At this time, Sancoln was busy with the eight legends, if in his heyday, a small finger would pinch them to death, and now he is actually less than one-ten-thousandth of his strength, plus he has transformed most of the rules he comprehended into other aspects, and there are few remaining rules about the fire of the sun, and even the godhead is about to collapse, in fact, the doppelganger is no longer a god at this time, but his experience is still there.

Another wave of magic arrived, mixed with powerful magic such as the Great Cleavage and the Great Mayhem, and the light outside of him fluctuated dramatically.

As soon as Wang Qinian's sickle appeared, it turned into a black and bright light, and went towards Agermanmaiti, under the black light, a very faint scythe phantom flashed and disappeared, this is a kind of power after Wang Qinian's sickle became small, which can be differentiated, and looms as usual.

A white bone shield appeared in front of Agamanmat, and the three-headed dog of hell appeared on the surface of the shield, as if it was about to roar and rush out of the white bone shield, the scythe was like a phantom before, but today it was invalid, blocked by the white bone shield, strictly speaking, it was blocked by the three-headed dog of hell.

In the end, it is a lich, only a lich knows the lich best, and even the soul attack in Agmanmat's white bone shield is prevented, he knows the characteristics of the Deathly Hallows, but he didn't expect that there was also an invisible scythe.

Sanken was fighting against eight legendary mages, at a glance, he was like lightning, Wang Qinian's scythe could not hide his eyes, he found that Agermanmat blocked one scythe, but ignored the other scythe, and called the police at the time: "Fool, beware, there is another scythe!"

Agamanmat was stunned for a moment, his feeling was different from Wang Qinian, the function of his body had been lost, and he also felt creepy, and a sickle suddenly appeared on the side, whirling towards him.

He was caught off guard, it was too late to take measures, and he watched the scythe cut into his body, like a phantom, and a terrible scream came out of his mouth, extremely piercing, and a phantom had been hooked, and the body fell to the ground, quickly decaying.

Wang Qinian didn't speak, a throwing gun appeared in his hand, Hadir's spear, the swimming runes lit up one after another, his eyes looked at it, he was impetuous, and when he shook his hand, the black light flashed, and it shot to Sanken's side.

With a bang, a mushroom cloud rose, a huge silver skull grinning with a large mouth, and beyond the smoke cloud, a piece of matter seemed to have passed for many years, and the building finally collapsed.

Sanken's body protector aura finally couldn't protect the building, although it didn't hurt his body, he was still angry, a mole ant-like thing, actually brushed his face, as a god, where to put his face.

He said gloomily, "The lich, and you, have finally angered me, so you go to die!" After saying that, the round light behind his head suddenly jumped in, and a round of the sun burst out, and the infinite heat rolled in like waves, and in the kingdom of God, the heat rolled over, and all the plants caught fire in an instant.

Wang Qinian and Ye Zhiqiu connected their spiritual light, layer by layer of protection was added to the outside, and the layers of spiritual light outside continued to collapse, and in the blink of an eye, the nine layers of protection broke through seven layers in a row, and everyone was shocked, God is a god in the end, that is, a god who has no faith and is falling himself, and his power is not beyond the reach of legendary mages.

Wang Qinian keenly found that Sancoln could no longer control his Sun God Kingdom, otherwise there would be no such great momentum, it would be burning everywhere, and every qiē in the Kingdom of God should be under his thoughts, but he wanted the sun to exert his power and cause a boundless fire, there was only one possibility, he was out of control.

"His loss of control of the kingdom of God is the last return to light!" Wang Qinian called.

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, and then understood that a cultivator should be able to control his own power, so how can he be innocent, in the kingdom of God, everything is invaded by energy, and he and others only bear a very small part of the energy, and most of the energy is wasted, then it means that his attack is out of control.

"Don't be polite, everyone, work hard, he is about to collapse!" Ye Zhiqiu also shouted, everyone in an instant, all showed their skills, the entire space was filled with energy in an instant, boom, all kinds of light gathered together, and suddenly turned into a strange bright point, the energy was completely out of control, however, at this moment, the kingdom of God was shattered like a dream, everyone appeared in the temple like a dream, and the shield turned into spiritual light outside everyone's body was only one layer, and the energy flow poured in from the void, and in the huge explosion, every qiē of the temple was collapsing.

Everyone turned pale, and the corners of several people's mouths were bloodstained, and they were all messed up, and everyone was connected together, struggling to support.

Looking down from the sky, a very spectacular scene appeared, with Wang Qinian and them as the core, the surrounding qiē collapsed one after another, expanding outward in a circle, and where they passed, the ground collapsed and the mountains cracked.

The aura of death around him first receded, and then swooped back like a raging wave, stirring up dust that covered the sky.

Wang Qinian and they were lucky, because they were in the heart of the explosion, but they were under very little pressure, and they were blocked by the spiritual light outside their bodies, and then they looked around, and they were dim.

After a while, the dust gradually cleared, and the smell of death had gradually thickened, and they looked up to look for Sancoln, and since they were fine, it was conceivable that Sancoln would be fine.

They are not gods, but they don't know that the kingdom of God is broken, for Sankin's incarnation that retains the characteristics of the sun god, it is a complete disaster, Sankin's tall body is just a pretense, the kingdom of God is the root of his incarnation, the kingdom of God is broken, and his incarnation is shattered, leaving only a piece of fiery red crystal that changes from time to time, which is full of cracks. (To be continued......)