Rumble!

The night god heart demon directly cut off a mountain peak with a knife, and the sword light landed with the mountain, and the Terran monks could not resist it at all, and suddenly the blood flew sideways, like killing ants, these brave and extraordinary Terran monks were killed to death and died bravely.

When they were dying, some monks were still extremely unwilling, and although their bodies fell, they still flew up to Tiantai Mountain with their broken arms and swords to assassinate the night god and demon.

The heart demon was extremely terrifying, grabbed the sword and put it in his mouth, and with a click, he bit the divine soldiers in the eyes of these human monks into pieces, and then opened his mouth and spit out, it was a rain of swords in the sky!

The rain of swords swept down, and another group of Terran monks were slaughtered at the foot of Tiantai Mountain.

However, now the human race has completely woken up, and is no longer willing to be ants trampled by the ancient gods and demons, their will is stronger than the divine weapons, and a group of people have died, and another group of people have rushed up.

These people died heroically, and although they were killed, Chaos Qinglian released the divine radiance and directly purified them, allowing them to enter another Elysium.

Heroes, although they are gone, they are worthy of ascending to heaven without illness or pain.

"Look, how stupid are the Terrans? I know that rushing up is death, but they still come up to die without hesitation, I really suspect that there is something wrong with their brains. ”

Shaking his head, the night god who revealed his body said speechlessly.

In the process of the heart demon slaying the human monks, the night god is completely a spectator who has nothing to do with himself, he is watching the play, watching the big drama of the heart demon slaughtering and recognizing the master.

I watched it with relish a moment ago, but now I walked out of the void and came out to comment.

"Whoever slaughters my people will not die a good death. ”

A thunderous sound came from the Nine Heavens, Wen Hao landed from the sky, and with a blow from the Xuanyuan Sword, he directly killed the Night God, and the sword light formed a big bell state, surrounding the Night God from all sides.

At the same time, a bronze hall flew out of his body, but it was the artifact creation bronze hall summoned by him, with an indescribable mysterious aura, to suppress the night god heart demon!

In recent months, the treasure in Wen Hao's body is ready to move, and he has to fly out of the small world to accompany Wen Hao to fight together, but in order to avoid his hole cards being known by the enemy, Wen Hao has never used the treasure too much.

But now, the night god and his inner demons are rampant, Wen Hao has no choice but to sacrifice the Creation Copper Palace, the mysterious power of the Creation Copper Hall is indeed terrifying, so that the heart demon can no longer create killing, condense the power of darkness, and slap the Creation Copper Hall with all his might, instantly crossed his arms, turned into a tearing force, and actually tore the Creation Copper Palace.

"Boom!"

There was a sound of beating in the bronze hall of creation, like the ancient heavenly way ringing a bell to preach, and the rolling sound waves came out of the ancient hall, and the figures overlapped, unfathomable, and mysterious.

"I was wrong, I am guilty. ”

In the blink of an eye, the night god heart demon, who was originally transformed by the anger of resentment, broke his arms with a miserable howl, and involuntarily knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

The Ancient Hall of Creation hung in the void, but it seemed that an invisible hand flew out of it, grabbing the Night God Heart Demon into the Bronze Hall of Creation.

This scene shocked the small giants such as the human race monks and Qinglong, and the shock was incomparable, they never thought that Wen Hao would have so many treasures on him.

Even the god of the night was extremely surprised.

This time, he no longer underestimated Wen Hao, but looked at Wen Hao, nodded and said:

"Yes, the god did not misunderstand you, there are a lot of good things on the body, you like this ancient temple god very much, with the mysterious power of mystery, when my loved one wakes up, give this bronze hall to her to live, she must be very happy." ”

As soon as the night god said this, everyone lost their temper!

If it weren't for standing on the opposite side, Qinglong and the others would have given a thumbs up and said, "Cow." ”

Blurting out and closing their mouths are all loved ones, and when they see any magic weapon, they can think of their loved ones, how can such a person not be good?

Of course, for such a superb ancient god, now everyone is beginning to wonder if this guy's so-called beloved is himself?

To be precise, it's just his own obsession.

After all, such a perverted and narcissistic person should only love himself.

"Maybe you are strong, but my father and daughter will kill you when they join forces!"

Wen Hao, who used the Bronze Hall of Creation to receive the Night God Heart Demon, increased his confidence for a while, and said majestically under the aura of faith.

How many emperors have been killed in ancient and modern times, or merciful, or mighty, but the imperial spirit of these people is not as good as Wen Hao after all.

Wen Hao's temperament, gentleness, fierceness, killing and merger, is the momentum of the Ninth Five-Year Honor.

"No matter how many magic weapons you have, after all, you have never seen the mystery of the ancient gods, so in the eyes of this god, you are as humble as those mortals who have been killed, and it is simply a fantasy and ridiculous to kill this seat. ”

Hearing Wen Hao say the word "must be killed", the night god shook his head again, his words full of sarcasm and disapproval.

For the ancient god Night God, who is close to the super god level, it is true that he does not take Wen Hao, an eight-step Dao Venerable monk in his eyes, even if Wen Hao's father and daughter join forces.

In fact, what he said was also true.

In the eyes of the ancient gods, monks in this realm were indeed too weak.

But Wen Hao's confidence does not come from his realm, but his treasures and another momentum of Tiantai Mountain, which is a momentum that only he can feel, which is currently hidden, and will give the peak of the night god a blow at the critical moment.

So far, what he Wen Hao has to do is to consume the power of the night god as much as possible, and give the night god a heavy blow to his heart, so that he can go crazy himself.

In terms of combat power, Wen Hao is naturally inferior to the ancient god Night God, so he will be able to draw at most, but he can't kill him.

But in terms of resourcefulness, don't underestimate the intelligence of a human emperor, there were too many mortal emperors who killed ancient gods in ancient times, relying not on strength, but on resourcefulness and luck.

"From today onwards, all beings in the Transcendent Land will re-understand the truth that sometimes it is not the ancient gods of the same rank who can kill the ancient gods, but the insignificant ones they despise, such as ants. ”

Closing his eyes and performing the technique of differentiation, in an instant, Wen Hao's deity was divided into three Wen Hao, and he suddenly descended from the sky with Wan Jun's divine power.

A life-and-death duel unfolds again.

In the meantime, the Temple!

The gods ask the ancient gods of the war heaven:

"Ancient gods, now that the Wushaling dragons have no leader, it is a good time to smash the Wushaling in one fell swoop, and we are willing to be the vanguard to smash the Wushaling together. ”

The gods are high, but the last time they were defeated by the hands of the Wushaling people, so the gods can't let go of their hearts.

Now that he watched this scene through the supreme supernatural powers, he suddenly felt that when the time came, he wanted to quickly wipe out Wushaling and re-establish the invincible divine power of the ancient gods.

Don't suffer from the enemy but suffer from yourself, the commonality of all people, sometimes everyone can die together, but you must not let the friends around you be stronger than yourself!

This is the truest portrayal of the gods at this moment.