The people of the Chixue Sect who had just followed were even more shocked and stood on the spot.

"It's the faction master!!Garon faction master!!hahahaha!!we're saved!!!" One of them, Binghao, suddenly laughed wildly, laughing maniacally.

"I knew the sect leader was going to be fine, he would definitely show up, he would!!" Ice Crack laughed as well.

The two-faced people and others also appeared, and a group of ten levels stood together, converging to form a huge red force field group, blocking all the external aftermath attacks from the outside world.

The four-armed woman watched solemnly as Garon and the White King battled.

"If I'm not mistaken, the sect leader should have turned all the other people of the Red Spirit Hall into his own avatars by some means. And the White King should not be a real body, but a projection, his distorted nature can deceive everyone's perception, and the body that was previously attacked by Garon's counter-sneak attack is likely to be a distorted phantom. ”

"I don't understand it either," the two-faced man shook his head, and some of the woman's faces spoke, "The situation is chaotic now, what means did the sect leader use to lean over and occupy those people's bodies?"

"The White King first disguised himself as Shi Nandi, calculating the sect master, it should have been expected that the sect leader would definitely appear at this moment, and the result was that the faction master appeared, but the purpose of the White King was still not achieved. The four-armed woman pondered for a moment and gave the closest explanation to the truth.

"So where is the real sect master, and where is the real white king?" asked the two-faced man in a retort.

The four-armed woman shook her head

Who can calculate whom, and who really wins whom? Both Garon and the White King are calculating each other.

White Palace

In front of the dark golden crystal.

The White King stood quietly in front of the crystal stone, the reflection on it clearly reflecting his cold face at the moment.

"It seems that you are quite well prepared. ”

"Don't you either. Garon replied in the same way inside the crystal. "Now it seems. Your projection seems to have far less power attached than my doppelganger. There was a smile in Garon's eyes.

"Even if it's a special essence, you shouldn't have so many projection clones. The White King's face was thoughtful.

battlefield

Several white glimmers slowly emerged in another dark space. From a strip to a white halo in an instant. A clearspace appeared in the distance from where Garon and the White King were fighting.

Inside the aura, a huge aura of figures appeared, and each of these figures wore the identity symbol of the Nine Emperors of the Human Race. Among them, the four people who took the lead were taller than half of them, two or three times as tall and short as ordinary people, which was very abnormal.

These people are the Nine Emperor forces of the human race who follow the movements of the White King.

On the other side, another circle of white people emerged, standing opposite to the Star Emperor and the others, and they were all the relatives of the White King. These people are also the strongest forces directly controlled by the White King. There are thirty people, all of whom are masters above the perpetual motion level.

These are all dark moves that the two sides later ambushed, but now it seems that this dark move can play little role. Because the White King is here. It's just a projection, even if it is destroyed, it's not very useful, and its attitude towards the Red Snow Holy Lord Garon who has just appeared strangely is also a little unpredictable. Before they really understood Garon's attitude and strength, the Nine Emperor Forces had no intention of acting rashly.

At this moment, the White King, the Human Star Emperor and the others stared at the more than a hundred Galleons floating in the sky, no one spoke, and these more than 100 people were all the most elite beings of the Chiling Hall. There was such a strange scene in all of them.

A large area of red-robed Galleons all gathered together. Forming something like a red cloud, Yao Yao confronted the White King.

"What do you want to do now?" all the Garons spoke, their voices coming together, their fields coming together. It forms a powerful phenomenon like resonance. Sharp and eerie.

At this moment, among the most powerful team of the White King, the Perpetual Movement team, one of the White King's relatives also raised their heads. Without any exceptions, the entire White King royal family. All the followers of the Perpetual Motion level actually turned into Garon's face.

"You!!" the White King was also suppressed. The perpetual motion level is already a certain level and his own level, belonging to the saint level, and now he is also controlled by the other party's strange ability. This disrupted his original plan dramatically.

"Your Majesty!!" suddenly a delicate voice came into his ears.

It's Ranella!!

The White King turned abruptly and saw that Ranella had appeared in space at some point, stuck in the neck with one of the Garons, and kept struggling.

"Garon !!" A rage that had never been felt before burst out from the eyes of the White King for the first time. "You're looking for death!!"

He can ignore his father and mother, but Ranella, who has taken care of him since he was a child, is the scale of his heart.

"Your Majesty!"

"Majesty!!"

Suddenly, countless Galleons suddenly regained their original identities and faces, and shouted anxiously.

"Leave us alone!Kill him!For Finnet!!"

"Help me!, Your Majesty!!!"

"Avenge us, Your Majesty!!"

"Finit Eternal !!"

For a moment, a chaotic variety of voices pierced into the ears of the White King.

Such chaotic voices drilled into his heart one by one, unable to hide it, and he didn't dare to hide it. It made him more and more impetuous.

"Your Majesty!!" the real Shi Nandi didn't know when he appeared on the side of the White King, "You must make a decision immediately, either withdraw or kill!" Please make a decision!" His cold face still had no expression, it seemed that he had been playing various personalities for a long time, and the whole person had completely lost the ability to express.

Among all the people present, only he and the princes of several other relatives were not possessed, and at this moment, all the remaining masters quickly all concentrated on his side, facing a large number of Galleons who surrounded the White King around him, and Finnet's own camp. In an instant, it was transformed into a dangerous situation like the enemy's base camp.

"Withdraw?" a hint of struggle appeared in the White King's eyes. No matter how powerful it is. No matter how terrifying his talent is, he has his most important person after all. After all, he is just an ordinary person who has not lived for a thousand years, even if he is a genius, the top genius, even if he has seen the general trend of fate, even if he has already planned to dedicate himself to his ideals. The White King is still just a human being less than three hundred years old, a Finit.

What he was carrying was the hope of the rise and unification of the entire Finit, no matter what. He must not afford to lose. Garon's doppelganger strength has already been tested, that is, the peak of the Perpetual Movement Holy Lord level, but because of the confinement with a little essence concept, he can also delay his actions a little.

But the most important thing is not this, but even if he does it now, before he figures out the details of Garon's weird ability, no matter how he kills, it is likely that he will kill his own people!!

That's why he threw a rat bogey.

And.

One king may not be able to fight him, and two or three kings may be helpless. can only be hunted down by him, but the Nine Emperors of the Human Race don't know how many are coming, and it is likely to gather, plus a Red Snow Holy Lord Garon who doesn't know the depth. This kind of battle is not something that anyone could have predicted.

On the frontal battlefield, the Nine Emperors of the Human Race have already proven their strength, as long as the five of them join forces. can barely fight the twisted nature of the White King head-on, while the other three join forces. It was also a rival to the Twelve Golden Lords, but now the situation has finally turned around.

"Withdraw!!"

A difficult word finally came out of the mouth of the White King.

"Is it that easy?" Garon's low laugh rang out unscrupulously through space.

Call!

One by one, Garon's figures flew straight towards the White King and his party. Each figure carries a vast and terrifying imprisoning essential power.

"Withdraw!!" "Withdraw, withdraw!!"

One voice after another continued to spread among the group of masters under the command of the White King.

Dark anti-space. The white legions quickly moved towards the rear, and a large, behemothic twisted hollow appeared directly behind them, which was the Jumping Black Hole.

A large number of Garons rushed towards the White Army, suicidal and frenzied onslaught. Streams of red light flew through the low-level Finit Legion. The screams rang out for a while.

"Twist it! Ancient Void!!" The White King held back the anger in his heart and reached out to grab the large number of Gareon figures from afar.

A large transparent twist flew out of his hand, scattered into countless balls, and directly surrounded Garons separately, instantly enveloping all the ravaging Garons in the twist and sealing them up.

There were many more myriad transparent distortions flying down, raining down on more Galleons below, as if they wanted to finish everyone off at once.

"Solidify the qiē of zài!" Garon's voice also sounded. "Withere, all things"

One of them, Garon, flew straight up, and countless pairs of huge white ice crystal wings bloomed behind the whole person, and his whole body was instantly enveloped in the white robe and golden helmet.

With a clicking sound, countless ice crystal vines appeared behind him, and these vines were rooted in the void and continued to spread in all directions, like a huge screen, a white screen.

Countless red snowflakes fell from the universe in an instant, one after another, hundreds of light years in radius, all covered by red snowflakes.

All the qiē touched by the snowflakes, regardless of friend or foe, all stiffened their bodies, lost the strength of their resistance, and were directly imprisoned.

The snowflakes and transparent distortions cancel each other out, annihilate, and directly become a stalemate.

Terran legion

"What do we do now?!" the Bull King, one of the Nine Emperors, looked at the strongest Thousand Pillar King.

"Don't act rashly just yet. King Thousand Pillars said calmly.

"Why!? Now is a good opportunity to take advantage of the victory!" the Bull King wondered, "Do you think the current White King has any means to fight back?"

"No, it's not. The Thousand Pillar King frowned, "I'm not worried about the White King, but the Red Snow Holy Lord. ”

"You mean that the Capable Mechanic Exterminated the First Battle back then" The Bull King immediately reacted, the two of them were the two strongest of the Nine Emperors of the Human Race who were present now, and their decision at this time naturally affected the direction of the entire Terran Race's combat power action. (To be continued......)