Sannomiya Sixth Court of Another World

Chapter 675 Primordial Divine Battle "Four"

Long Zhantian, who had recovered, had God's help, and glanced at the four great gods and demons. At this time, the four of them dispersed because they wanted to prevent Long Zhantian from playing an escape game. gather.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Long Zhantian's mouth.

He stepped out of the void, and this was the first time in his life that he showed the eight steps to the sky to the extreme.

One step spanned a distance of nearly 2000 meters, and directly reached the woman of the Mandala Flower Race. This woman was still in the late stage of the Supreme God. Repressed by the beatings before, he grasped the Unyielding Sword and slashed violently.

As soon as the sword came out, the mountains and rivers paled, and the bright light of the sword seemed to flow down like a galaxy. Even in front of this woman of the mandala flower tribe full of supreme power, it burst out with destructive power.

The woman who was summoning the mandala flower screamed, with thousands of auspicious colors all over her body, and petals emerged one by one, like ancient magic wrinkles, falling flowers, enveloped.

However, at this moment, Long Zhantian is determined to kill, and his power is even stronger than before. What's more, there is a wood-type phantom, a magical existence that can bring people back to life. He is not worried about being killed at all. play.

The light of the sword is destructive, invincible and irresistible.

The petals floating in the air withered one after another, like the roaring waves of the world, and cut off the right arm of the Datura woman with a sword.

Blood splattered.

The woman of the mandala flower tribe flew out.

Long Zhantian took advantage of the situation and chased him away.

"Hey!"

The light of the sword soared into the sky, and Long Zhantian looked like a swordsman with a huge stone. He raised his sword obliquely, and the dazzling light directly pierced through the woman of the Mandala Flower Clan.

The Mandala Flower Clan woman has fallen!

Long Zhantian suddenly caught his attention and stared at the three great gods and demons rushing forward.

Swiping three times in a row, he retreated the three gods and demons who rushed forward one after another. He was also shaken and flew backward for nearly a hundred meters before he stabilized his figure, but there was a wood-type ghost, and the three gods and demons joined forces for a long time. , recovered in an instant, and reached the strongest period again.

This caused the three gods and demons to be hit hard.

They are so powerful, even if they severely injure Long Zhantian, that single wood-type phantom will make all their attacks useless.

Unless it's a one-hit kill.

"Ultimate Angel Kill!"

"Extreme Speed ​​Kamikaze Slash!"

"Ice Blood Break!"

The three gods and demons have a tacit understanding, and at the same time they cast the most powerful ultimate move.

The angel clansman flew into the sky, stretching his wings as far as possible, and the waves of power converged from the wings to his hands, and finally flowed to the sword in his hand, and the sword burst into a bright brilliance , filling the space between the heaven and the earth, he lifted it up slowly, and chopped it down with a bang.

A cross cut flew out from the battle sword.

If you look closely, it is an impressively sharp and incomparably sharp sword light flying out horizontally under the blessing of a pair of wings. The strange scene also shows the terrifying power of this ultimate move.

The angel tribe who performed this move immediately became extremely weak, and the power that had been raised to the peak of the Supreme God dropped rapidly.

More than a dozen figures of the kamikaze tribe appeared out of thin air, each of them was holding a sword, emitting amazing power, covering the dragon and fighting the sky from all directions. This is the phantom displayed by the rapid kamikaze. against it.

The power of the ice vampires is equally astonishing.

His attack seemed very simple, an ordinary sweeping sword, but the cold air between the heaven and the earth, the cold-blooded evil energy gathered on it, making this sword seem to be able to cut the sky and the earth apart.

The three gods and demons joined hands to launch the strongest killing move.

At the critical moment of life and death, before Long Zhantian could make a move, the flame and ice phantoms appeared automatically, and they overlapped each other to form a brand new phantom that was extremely cold but unbearably hot. A stroke of the void.

A phantom portal appears.

It is a space magic door!

It has been nearly ten years since Long Zhantian came to this world, but his biggest flaw, and it can be said that the most troublesome place is space magic, because he knows nothing about magic, other mainstream magic such as light, darkness, wind, Lei, etc., he didn't take it to heart at all, only space magic, that was his fatal weakness.

The enemy is either fleeing or attacking. Once the space magic is mixed in, Long Zhantian will definitely have a headache. Not long ago, the God of Light who stayed in the territory of the God of Light left under his nose, relying on space magic.

But I never thought that after the fusion of the two phantoms, they would have the ability to cast space magic, which was completely beyond Long Zhantian's imagination.

In a trance, he felt that after the phantom evolved, it was far from as simple as imagined.

Fire-type phantoms and ice-type phantoms can be fused to form a brand new phantom that can cast space magic. What about other phantoms?Is it also possible?
What kind of power will the three phantoms achieve if the wood-type phantoms join in?

Nobody knows.

But Long Zhantian was full of expectations.

Now he doesn't have time to get excited, and in a flash, he enters the magic gate of space.

Even after seeing the shifting stars, a flashing portal appeared in front of him again. He walked out of the space magic gate, only to find that he had come behind the angel clansman, and the three great gods and demons joined forces to attack in the air, smashing the void into space. Shattered, forming a huge black hole.

Countless space cracks spread in all directions.

Long Zhantian looked at the backs of the increasingly desolate angel clansmen, grinned, and said: "It seems that your fate is already doomed, destroy it!"

The unyielding sword cut out gently.

The angel clansmen, who were fully releasing their peerless killing moves, also reached the end of the time limit. He who forcibly increased his strength, at this moment, his strength dropped rapidly. Not only did he fall from the peak stage of the supreme god, but he also fell all the way down to the level of the main god.

Naturally, this does not mean that his realm has dropped completely, but that his power consumption has decreased. If he is given a certain amount of time, he can still return to the late stage of the supreme god.

But this is no longer possible.

With the space power displayed by the flame and ice phantoms, Long Zhantian didn't suffer any damage. At this time, he is the most powerful, but what about the angel clan?Quite the opposite.

Gently crossed by the unyielding sword.

The corpse is divided into two parts.

One of the two fused phantoms releases ice to freeze its corpse, and the other blasts out divine flames to burn the frozen corpse to ashes. There is no possibility of resurrection at all. The cooperation between the two is flawless Even Long Zhantian suspects that they are truly united and become a phantom.

brush!
The combination of the two phantoms once again opened a portal.

Long Zhantian couldn't buy it.

When he came out, he was already beside the ice blood ghost clansman.

"Dragon Zhantian!" A roar came from the side, and the Kamikaze clansman whose strength had also dropped, but not too strong, came to the front in a blink of an eye, swung his knife and slashed.

Long Zhantian stepped back a little, the saber brushed against his nose and fell, and his body slammed into it horizontally, all the strength of his body was concentrated on his shoulders.

This is a barbaric collision!

The shoulder that had accumulated all its strength hit it hard.

The kamikaze reacted quickly, especially the almost perverted one with excellent speed. Under such a close-range almost sneak attack, he still reacted, moved sideways, and avoided it.

But it never occurred to him that the Thunder Dragon Spear sprang out from Long Zhantian's hand and swung it away like lightning.

"Whoosh!"

The Kamikaze man opened his mouth wide, and the moment the Thunder Dragon Spear touched his body, his skin was attached to the spear tip, and he was almost paralyzed by the thunder and lightning of heaven's punishment on it, and he instantly backed up, extremely dangerous. Dodge the attack of the Thunder Dragon Spear.

But before he could take a breath, he felt a white light flashing towards him, instantly sinking into his body.

"Uh! Wood-type phantom!" Long Zhantian saw it clearly.

The thing that rushed into the body of the kamikaze was a wood-type phantom.

Then an extremely strange scene appeared.

More than [-]% of the vitality of the Kamikaze clansman disappeared in an instant, and this also caused his strength to drop to the peak of the high god in an instant, and his face became dull and gloomy.

This is obviously devouring life force!
"whoosh whoosh"

The Unyielding Sword, Thunder Dragon Spear, Fire Specter, and Ice Specter charged forward together, encircling the Kamikaze man and beating him violently.

The poor Kamikaze people just stopped cooking like this.

The only ones left are Long Zhantian and the ice blood ghost clansman.

The two looked at each other, Long Zhantian folded his arms and looked at him with a smile, not intending to make a move.

Beads of sweat dripped from the foreheads of the ice blood ghosts one by one. His strength was passing away rapidly. After performing the peerless ultimate move, the time was greatly shortened.

At the peak of the supreme god, he quickly fell back to the middle stage of the supreme god, and then continued to decline in the early stage of the supreme god.

After a while, his strength fell back to the middle stage of the main god.

"Do you still need me to do it?" Long Zhantian said with a smile, he stretched out his hand and shook it gently, "Don't think about any other solutions, even if you blew yourself up, you don't have the capital, hurry up and solve it yourself Well, otherwise, I will enjoy the treatment of that guy from the Kamikaze Clan."

The ice blood ghost tribe looked up, and saw that the life force of the kamikaze tribe was completely swallowed up, turned into a human body, and then was cut into several sections by the unyielding sword, and finally burned to pieces by the flames of the flame phantom. destroy.

Completely wiped out.

Long Zhantian's powerful aura formed an incomparably oppressive force on the ice-blooded ghosts. The three phantoms were eager to try, surrounded by unyielding swords and thunder dragon guns. As soon as he closed his eyes, he wiped the Ice Blood War Sword on his neck.

suicide.

The battle of the ancient gods came to an end in this way.

(End of this chapter)