The Goddess of the Gods

Chapter 142 The Repulsion of the World

The balance of victory tilted with the destruction of one Beamon army after another.

On the open battlefield outside the south city gate, the only two remaining Beamon legions with S-level military spirits are still struggling.

And their opponents are pushing them into the abyss step by step.

The six legions that had already won the victory did not go forward to encircle and suppress, but used the storage magic weapon to clean up the bloody battlefield on the spot.

Whether it is Yu Muqing or the leader of the five magic spider elf legions, they can understand Mr. Mo's thoughts.

As the main combat power of Mo Village, the legion will never become a vase for decoration, so they need to improve their control over the army soul in battle after battle.

The battlefield is the most suitable place for legions to grow.

"Om-"

Just as the two Behemoth legions were struggling, a huge crack appeared again in the dark void outside the south city gate.

Countless terrifying giant shadows loomed in the cracks.

"Those breaths..."

Yun Qingxuan's glazed eyes flickered slightly.

"Are they all fantasy first-class creatures? The world behind the crack is not simple..."

Concubine Ouyang glanced at her beautiful lavender eyes, and a lazy smile appeared on her exquisite jade face.

"It's scary, this world."

"Stop coming..."

Yun Qingxuan gave her a blank look, then looked at the young man ahead, and asked, "Do you want us to take action?"

"Need not."

Mo Xiaofeng calmly looked at the crack in the void that exuded the chill, a faint dark gold flashed in his right eye.

"Ten fantasy first-class legions, plus a special legion comparable to title level, just for Yunuo and Ting Nan to practice their hands."

Ah this...

Even Yun Qingxuan was stunned when he heard this.

Is it that difficult at first? !
The battle between the epic legions just now was eight against ten, the difference in numbers was not that big, and it was even easy to win.

But wait, the fantasy level is different!

From the perspective of combat power, the fantasy first-class legion is targeting extraordinary units that have stepped on the road to conferring gods.

And Mr. Mo actually sent out only two legions of the only level?

That's a full eleven legions!

Yan Xinya, who was standing with Zhou Yufei at this time, couldn't help but widen her moist eyes.

"The speed of change in this world is very fast. If you grow up in a greenhouse, you will be eliminated. Only by constantly confronting equal opponents can you have a chance to rise to the top..."

The words Mo Xiaofeng said earlier could not help but resound in his mind.

She admitted that when she first heard this sentence, she didn't understand it too deeply.

But now she totally understood.

Subconsciously, she looked at Lan Yunuo and Ye Tingnan who were leading the army standing on the city wall not far away. She knew that these two generals must have heard Mr. Mo's words just now.

Can……

Whether it was Ye Tingnan or Lan Yunuo, there was no wavering on their pretty faces.

It seemed that there was no objection to Mr. Mo's decision.
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Time to end.

Jiang Yingxue, who was in the center of the battlefield, glanced at the huge crack in the void with cold eyes.

Of course, she can end the battle earlier, but for the current Mo Village, it is not easy to find a suitable whetstone. Since the Beamon Legion is so willing to help others, she will naturally not miss the opportunity to increase the experience of the leader.

The control of the military soul, the will of the legion, the use of military soul skills...

In the previous encounters again and again, she had a considerable degree of comprehension.

But now, looking at Baiyin Behemoth, who was already at the end of his rope as the main general, her red lips slightly lifted, and she held the sword in her jade hand, and the magic long sword slashed down without any fancy.

You——are useless!

Above the nine heavens, following Jiang Yingxue's will, the crystal clear giant sword mercilessly chopped down.

In an instant, the sky seemed to be torn apart at this time, and a huge sword light thousands of meters long swept across the sky, carrying a destructive edge, and fell towards the army soul of the Beamon Army.

As the main general, Bai Yin Bimeng's complexion became extremely ugly at this moment.

The fierce sword intent all over the sky seemed to lock up the surrounding space, pressing it to the point where blood surged all over its body.

"Roar--!"

A roar full of violence sounded.

Baiyin Behemoth manipulated the silver-gray giant army soul to step forward, and a fierce aura shot straight into the sky.

The berserk aura erupted at this moment, and the giant beast swung its claws, as if it could tear everything apart.

"Shh-!"

Facing the giant beast army soul that was fighting to the death, that ray of sword light just cut it down without hesitation.

Yan Xinya didn't even see it too clearly, but saw a flash of light, the sword light flashed by, and the ferocious giant beast in the sky exploded completely, turning into a cloud of gray mist and drifting away with the wind.
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In the gray world, giant beasts and unicorns collided constantly, and the two terrifying forces were vibrating crazily.

boom--!
Another collision.

The giant beast staggered back, but the Qilin was majestic and majestic, like a god, standing there, looking down on the world.

"puff……"

As the chief general, Baiyin Bimon vomited blood.

Under Mu Wanyou's domineering attack, its fantasy-level body was a little overloaded.

Out of your wits?

Looking indifferently at Baiyin Bimon in the distance, Mu Wanyou's lips curled up, revealing a slightly chilly smile.

Glancing at the space crack that was about to fully open in the void, she didn't intend to keep her hand anymore.

At this time, the black-red giant sword in his hand burst into a bloodthirsty light, and the scarlet magic power swept away like a wave of air.

"Roar--!"

Accompanied by a deep roar, the blood-colored unicorn, which was as high as the mountain, stepped on the mighty ocean of blood, and bravely faced the silver-gray giant beast.

Damn!

Looking at the bloody unicorn, Baiyin Bimeng's mouth was bleeding, and his heart was full of sadness, but he couldn't escape.

With a sudden stomp of the sole of its foot, the army soul of the giant beast rushed forward at an indescribable speed, and finally joined the blood-colored unicorn.

Boom!
The spreading shock wave caused the heaven and the earth to turmoil, flying sand and rocks, and the ground where the two armies clashed even more like a spider web...

The smoke and dust dispersed, and Mu Wanyou led six hundred girls to stand quietly in the center of the battlefield. In front of them, figures like hills were crumbling like candles in the wind.
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In an unknown world, in a dim palace.

A white-haired man with a book in his hand looked at the floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of him, with a curved mouth.

Inside the mirror is the scene outside the south gate of Mo Village.

To put it simply, it is a picture of the entire army of the ten Behemoth legions being wiped out.

Although the man was smiling, anyone with a discerning eye could see that there was no smile in his eyes, but a gloomy expression on his face.

Wearing a black robe without wind, it gives people a sense of oppression as if the Styx is hanging upside down.

"Don't worry too much. Being able to destroy ten wild beast legions can only show that their middle-level combat power is not bad, but you have also seen that they don't have much higher-level combat power. Although space cracks can help us The transmission of troops in the past has been limited, but it is still within our winning range."

The white-haired man turned his head, looked at his friend who had buried his body in the shadows, and said calmly: "What you see with your eyes may not be real. This world is different from all the worlds we have conquered. Our coming is extremely repulsive, otherwise it would not have set up many restrictions. It will try to make us lose, so we must do our best where we can."

The phantom buried in the shadows seemed to laugh.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his mouth and said: "Then follow your ideas, I will carefully select the lineup for the third wave, our luck is actually pretty good, among the new generation of little guys, there is a Bimon race alien, I am It's been many years since I saw a little guy with the talent of a king..."

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