Near the Macedonian defense line, the weak desert legion suddenly strengthened its reinforcements, and as a golden lightning burst out, hitting the boundless clouds where the cold front was, the spirits of the clouds and wind suddenly became active, and sang happily around the platinum figure that made the heavens and the earth discolored, and the Qingyue Heavenly Sounds like a dragon's chant immediately spread melodiously.

Ye Zhiqiu was wearing the "Divine Glory of Heavenly Might, Zeus Divine Clothing", which was armed with the gods, and resonated with the heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles, gathering unprecedented currents, forming a small range of strong electromagnetic fields, and then pushing himself into a bottleneck, and the magnetic field that could not be improved for a long time rotated the horse.

"Fifty-one thousand...... 52,000 horses...... 54,000 horses...... The magnetic field rotated 60,000 horses! Finally broke through! I know, this is not the limit, keep improving, I will dig out all my potential, until my body is on the verge of collapse. ”

In the corner of the Macedonian defensive line, the atmosphere has become very strange, and the platinum figure has taken advantage of a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to continuously improve his strength, and the seven words of the crazy cool and handsome are not enough to describe Ye Zhiqiu at this time.

At the same time, the "Drought Fish" cast by the power of the Seventy-two Pillars of Demon God, the burning ember aura that had just unfolded, had not yet reached the realm of perfection, and the level of a radius of thousands of miles was completely covered by Ye Zhiqiu's ultra-high voltage current form enchantment that had become an opponent, and was even squeezed in reverse, stopping the momentum of expansion and collapsing inward.

The "Drought Fish", who couldn't figure out the details of the opponent, suddenly resumed the posture of the ancestor of the vampire zombies, and the blood-red bat wings flowed with dark golden runes, which washed quickly like a waterfall, randomly forming a series of unnamed spells, but they were never released.

When Ye Zhiqiu's magnetic field rotated to 70,000 horses, his hair began to ionize and turned into a golden yellow of pure energy, just like a Super Saiyan, considering the current situation of lightning at this time, it is estimated that it is the second stage of Super Saiyan.

The momentum of one side is like a rainbow, as if the stock market continues to rise. The other side was almost beaten back to its original form, and it couldn't even destroy the local rainy weather created by the Storm Lord, which was originally a decadent divine power, but at this time, it was even more embarrassing, exposing the essence of being strong on the outside and doing things in the middle, which was even more despised.

It's just that Ye Zhiqiu didn't rush to make a move, because the potential in his body can still be tapped, and there is redundancy for further excavation, and he will not rush to war when he has not reached the strongest state.

At the same time, Caesar Augustus, the peerless hungry wolf, reached the front line on the verge of collapse first, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva at the sight of the vicious curses that bloomed everywhere and the evil spirits raging in broad daylight.

The wolf demigod clasped his hands together, and an astonishing potential burst out, shattering the simple leather armor of the Gris-style style, revealing a near-perfect sculptural body, and a few abstract wolf heads outlined below the chest.

Immediately afterwards, under the tattoo-like wolf head pattern, the muscles and flesh squirmed, as if they were alive, and constantly arched outward, forming a huge ball of flesh, the skin was thin and almost transparent, and as the wolf demigod popped out the right index finger and claw horizontally, a huge wolf head was really drilled.

The black and red fur, with crescent-like white fetal hair on the forehead, slowly opens its mouth, revealing the fangs with a metallic sheen, two rows on top and bottom, meshing seamlessly.

This wolf head buried in the body of the "Otherworldly Curse Prison", Fenrir, the Sky Swallowing Demon Wolf from the Asgardian God Line, has a talent for devouring and hunting, and can expand or transform a considerable area of the ground into its own home field.

The wolf demigod grinned, spat out a long, soft tongue, and licked his mouth: "In the name of Caesar Augustus, I command, Fenrir the Devourer of Everything, to swallow all the vicious curses and evil spirits that torment mortals. ”

The huge wolf's head, whose eyes were sewn by the spell, obediently obeyed the orders of the host or master, slowly opened its mouth that was dripping with saliva, and took a deep breath violently.

The bottomless black throat was like the eye of a tornado, and like a great whirlpool that appeared under the fate of the sea, pulling away the vicious curse that ravaged the vanguard of the desert legion, one by one, and beating back to the original form of the curse, the incantation and the resentment like substance, like an appetizing dessert before a meal, swallowed all as if it were not for money.

As for the floating resentful spirits, they have not escaped the devouring of the Heaven Devouring Demon Wolf Fenrir, and in the realm of this monster comparable to the gods, even if there are many resentful spirits, they can instantly harm hundreds or thousands of people, and they cannot escape the punishment of fate.

As a result, the pale spirits and the gray-black advanced body dementors, like tired birds returning to the forest, took the initiative to throw themselves into the mouths of the huge wolf heads, and they were treated by the Sky Devouring Demon Wolf Fenrir specially, and through the bone-white fangs, they were torn apart, and even formed at all, before they went down the bottomless throat and let it swallow in one gulp.

At the same time, all kinds of curses were placed on the desert legion, and the tortured soldiers died and lived, releasing the tortured resentful spirits, injecting cold and piercing resentment into each target's body, seriously disturbing and even affecting the morale of the desert legion.

The quick-witted steppe warriors had already seen that something was wrong, and took the initiative to step forward to cover the shamans, who were no longer useful, to retreat, at least away from the extremely dangerous monster.

Most of these people were warriors of various tribes, and even selected for the reserve of the Monterated warriors, Caesar Augustus had a cursory view, and there were about one hundred and eighty people.

"As a demigod, I'm afraid I'm a bit suspicious of bullying this group of mortals. So, I'll do it another way!"

Caesar Augustus caused Fenrir, the Sky Eater in the chest and abdomen, to roar to the sky again, but this time instead of devouring, he was the highest in the system, commanding the summoned wolves tactically.

Vicious wolves from all over the world jumped out of the huge wolf's mouth, there were ghost wolves the size of small mules, ghouls with blood-red eyes, grandmother wolves wearing top hats (a kind of human wolves), ground wolves with four legs sunk into the soil, husband and wife wolves composed of gray wolves and red wolves, embarrassed wolves with atrophied forelimbs that can only be attached to other wolves, and rat wolves that can fart and so on, the number is no less than two hundred, densely surrounded by wolf demigods.

"Kill me!"

With Caesar Augustus's order, all the summoned wolves suddenly rushed out, the fastest was actually the ground wolf, gifted with the characteristics of earth walking, the hard ground is like a lake and stream for it, a fierce man plunged down, and the next moment, he appeared outside the Lixu, behind a masked warrior preparer, opened his mouth and bit his ankle, and dragged him to the ground.

In just an instant, the Mengding Warrior Preparer, who was unprepared, found that he was buried in the loess and was not far from death, after all, his chest and abdomen were in the soil, and he was constantly squeezed by the pressure everywhere around him, and his ribs began to deform, and it was estimated that it would not be long before he suffocated to death.

The second fastest is the gray wolf wearing rocket boots, carrying his dear wife, the red wolf picked up the pan and swept away thousands of troops, and he shot more than a dozen grassland warriors, although it was not sent to the sky to become a sudden twinkle star, but it is also amazingly powerful, who said that girls are not as good as men!