Against the Gods

Under the roar of the Northern Cold Divine Monarch, the Ten Great Divine Kings simultaneously exhaled their Qi... but none of them moved forward or made a move.

After all, throwing aside the situation... ten face-to-face master figures beat a man in front of the tens of millions of Xuan, whether psychological or facial, always diaphragmatic.

The whole scene was quiet and everyone was watching, but what they were waiting for was not for this disparity to stop, but for how the Southern Phoenix kingdom would end.

At the beginning of the northern cold, sincerely asked each other in a low posture, the Southern Phoenix Cicada directly refused. If it turns out to be the beginning of the North Cold, the Southern Phoenix could be the biggest joke in all the median star worlds.

Chiba Shadow looked up slightly at this time and stared indifferently at Nanhuang Cicada. In a flash, he retracted his gaze and closed his eyes again.

It was just a close eye moment, deep in the golden eye, and a dangerous cold light flashed through it.

Above the battlefield, the Ten God Kings look at me, I look at you, still no one will take the initiative.

At this point, Yun Che slowly lifted his arm and spread his five fingers in a slower way.

Also at this moment, the quiet battlefield suddenly had no reason to suppress, and the light became obviously a little dark.

Sudden changes raised the unconscious, but found no dark clouds in the sky. And that pressure is quietly increasing, like there's something getting heavier and heavier on the heart.

Suddenly, the dark light burst on the clouds, and the vast battlefield of the middle ruins in front of them suddenly became dark.

This drastic change is not gradual, but at that moment the entire battlefield is completely filled with darkness, as if the darkness suddenly covered the Middle Ruins battlefield alone and devoured everything.

It's too dark to swallow every little bit of light on the battlefield. All of them, including the great gods, are completely isolated from their sight by darkness, and they can no longer see the clouds and the tiny shadows of the ten great gods. Even their consciousness is clearly blocked.

Qianye Yinger Fiber Eyebrow moves slightly...

Because the darkness that surrounds the battlefield, the distinction is the special darkness realm of the Everlasting Fantasy - the Everlasting Light!

He has also built the Eternal Night Fantasy!

However, dealing with several god kings in the district, he actually made such a big move... it seems that he has some special thoughts.

Could it be...

Surrounded by shouting, the great gods stood up “brushing” and shocked their faces. And the ten gods who stood on the battlefield of the Middle Ruins, at the moment when darkness descended, they felt not the night, but the abyss!

Nothing prepared, nothing heralded, everything in sight turned dark. In horror, their instincts were unleashed, but their hearts, too, became more frightened at this moment, because his hands and feet, and even his entire body, seemed to be firmly bound by invisible objects, merely lifting their arms, almost exhausting all their power.

Their aura, like death and repression by the mountains of millions, cannot be escaped no matter how hard they struggle.

And what is even scarier is a cold, repressive, gloomy aura that flows wildly from all directions to their bodies and souls, as if countless demons are crushing their bodies and consciousness and breeding growing fear and despair.

Everlasting night without light, devouring not only light, but also life and hope!

In the darkness, Yun Cheng's body traveled silently, appeared in front of a divine king... just a few feet away, but this powerful peak divine king did not notice his existence at all, even his consciousness was basically devoured.

The cloudy fingers were spaced apart, and a dark aura burst into his body, brutally impinging on his limbs.

“Wuaaaaah! ”

Screaming was also completely submerged in the darkness, the chest of the first divine king burst, both arms broken at the same time... Although Yunchuan is only the power of the fingers, the basics and will of these divine kings were doubly suppressed, there is no point of defense and defense, under the power of Yunchuan, it is so fragile as decaying wood.

Stepping on the dark feet, Yun Cher's figure instantly appeared in front of another god king, equally slightly reaching out... the body of the previous god king can still fall completely in the future, the second god king has erupted in blood springs, his limbs are broken together.

Bang

Bang

Bang

Bang

Bang

……

The outbreak of power, the fracture of the body, the screaming of despair… all buried completely in darkness.

Outside the battlefield, there is only a complete darkness in the sight of the people, not a single figure, not a single voice, not to mention what is happening in the darkness.

North Cold God, East Ruin God, West Ruin God all frown wrinkles. In front of us, it's pure darkness, pure to some incredible. They did not agree to move forward, but as soon as they approached, the darkness of the battlefield suddenly collapsed.

It's like a pitch-black screen that's torn from it, and the light comes out of it, and then it turns and swallows all the darkness.

Battlefield, resurfaced in the eyes of the crowd.

At the same time, there is long-lasting asphyxiation.

Right in the center of the battlefield, Yun Che stands there, standing or standing, no different than before.

He had no expression, no glare and no dust on his body, as if he hadn't moved from beginning to end.

And in front of him, in the striking blood trail of Decapitation, lie ten miserable people, all dyed of blood, especially the chest and limbs, all printed in five positions, even in almost identical blood holes, and the blood flow continues to gush rapidly.

Their faces were pale as paper, their bodies twisted from time to time, their spasms spasmodic from time to time, and their chestnuts trembled in unfulfilled fear, with a more painfully sizzling tragedy in their mouths, like the Ten Worms of Death.

And these ten men... are the ten great peak gods from the North Cold, East Ruins and West Ruins!

The three great gods of the North Cold, East Ruins and West Ruins changed their colors sharply, and even their bodies were obviously shaking, living like being hammered on their heads.

Quiet, dead-like quiet, the strong impact of the image in front of the eyes, to those present, is a kind of shock and fright that completely transcends cognition and tears apart beliefs.

No one sees what is happening, all they see is the darkness of blindness and dislocation, and the ten great god kings who cannot even stand up, all severely paralyzed.

And in the meantime, only a short to terrible amount of interest has passed.

“Ah………………”

“Hiss…”

“This... this is... what..."

“ …… ”

Mumble, groan, inhale, teeth tremble... not to mention them, even these ten great god kings have no idea what happened.

“What's going on!! ”

The wind whistled, the North Cold God instantly moved to the battlefield, and came to the side of the ten great god kings. Beneath the sight, his eyelids jumped sharply, and his face was even more distorted.

Half of these ten people are from the northern ruins. And these five peak god kings, one foreign aid, the other four are the core and cornerstone of North Cold City. This terrible trauma, likely to leave an irreparable trauma, is an immeasurable loss for his North Cold City.

He doesn't know what happened... but he will never believe it was done by Yunchuan on his own!

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" ”

That sudden darkness, the suppression of the body and the basics, the crushing of the soul... he believed, even convinced, for the first time, that there was witchcraft in the world.

“Yes… it is… witchcraft…” Another Northern Cold God also screamed, and that frightening, desperate voice was as shady as a wind, penetrating into the ears of all.

Above the throne, the first frown of the north cold wrinkled, he whispered: "Uncle Shi, what exactly happened!? ”

“…” The white man was not briefly silent, "the witchcraft is ridiculous. But in this case, some kind of superior magic machine is customized. ”

He said it was staggering.

North Cold nodded slightly at the beginning: “So do disciples. ”

As he spoke, his eyes fluttered.

Not white-headed: “Looks like you're interested in this demon. ”

“Of course.” The North Cold Chuckled. “It would be unfortunate if this opportunity had not been explored. ”

The painful words of the two great North Cold gods made the North Cold god raise his head violently, his eyes directly stabbed the clouds: “Clouds! What the hell did you do? ”

“What have you done, isn't it obvious?” On the south side of the battlefield, the voice of the Southern Phoenix Cicada came: “I, the Southern Phoenix Yunchuang, beat you three times ten god kings, can't you see? Or... what kind of magic did you really believe in? ”

“Humph! One in Yuncheta District... how can you beat ten of them!” The Northern Cold God has no previous certainty. His voice is unseen in shock and killing intent: “Even if it is not witchcraft, he must have used some kind of magic! ”

What he said, and what he said, was exactly the same as what he said.

“So what?” The Southern Phoenix Cicada Clothes: “Has Yunchua ever ruled against the use of any of your three Ten Divine Kings? ”

“You!!” The five officers of the North Cold God suddenly condensed... The phrase of the South Phoenix Cicada Clothes seems to acquiesce to the fact that Yunche did use some kind of powerful genius, but also made the North Cold God mute.

Because in almost all battlefields, Xuandan, Xuandan, etc. are forbidden, but basically none of them are forbidden except armor. Weapons are also a type of basket, and being able to control powerful baskets is a capability in itself.

Insufficient ability to manipulate is a near death finding behavior.

The scene in front of him was finally explained. The East Ruins god's face was angry and shouted out loudly: “Although the Battle of Middle Ruins does not restrict the genius, the magic used by Yunchua is obviously absolutely unconventional, and it is likely that it involves taboos! ”

“Wounded my three great god kings with a taboo demonic weapon, and did such a vicious thing... forgive me!” The Western Ruins god was also angry.

“Oh?” cried Nanhuang Cicada, “I, Nanhuang, one against you three dozen people, the outcome of this battle has come out, the clouds have won. But looking at the three kings of the realm, are you prepared not to deny yourselves and Sect's face in public? ”

The Northern Cold God's eyebrows were heavier and he was about to speak, but listened to the voice of the Southern Phoenix Cicada. "The Northern Cold Lord. As the highest watchdog witness to this war, don't you think? ”

If the Northern Cold God is about to exit, it will be withdrawn. He knew that in any case, the beginning of the northern cold could not rule on the victory of the clouds.

In the eyes of the crowd, the North Cold rose at the beginning and smiled slightly, "Indeed, the Battle of the Middle Ruins never forbids the genitalia. However, beyond the battlefield level, a baseboard can be proportional to a proscribed weapon. Normal baseboards are a reasonable aid to the baseball players, making the fighting more intense. ”

“But taboo basics beyond the limits destroy the most basic battlefield balance and rules. ”

“Above the battlefield, it should be the Xuan himself who decides to win or lose. Instead of breaking the equilibrium! So there's no point in this fight! If you have to say the winner, the winner is the one who shouldn't be in this battlefield, not the clouds! ”

The first words of the North Cold are plain, but unquestionable.

Yunchuan didn't lift his head either. "I have no use for magic. ”