The Age of Global Gods: from Demigods to Dominators of Crystal Walls

　　The reason gods are gods is that they have the ability to use the power of the rules brought by the priesthood.

　　This is the case with snow, ice, and high winds solidified from the template of the God of Winter.

　　"I'm pretty proficient at using it now."

　　Just like Zhao Sheng is using it now.

　　As the cold wind whistled, the snowflakes and hail were shoved and fell outside the snow-capped mountains.

　　The height difference brings the blessing of falling inertia, which is condensed into solid hail, and its hardness does not need to be poor as a stone!

　　It slammed down incessantly.

　　Let the desert snake people below be caught off guard, and their noses and faces are blue and swollen!

　　"Hot wind!" Wang Nongchao could only have a cold face to this, and pushed his power of priesthood to a stronger level.

　　Let this hot wind from the depths of the desert push back the cold wind mixed with hail!

　　Wang Nongchao also felt a little pressure: "As expected of a full score in the theory class."

　　But he has not fully used the power of restraint.

　　After all, in the battle of gods.

　　It is basically impossible for gods and gods to solve each other, and they don't have that ability now.

　　Therefore, focusing on attacking the believers of the other gods, especially the troops responsible for maintaining the safety of the believers and the parish, is the most important thing to annihilate them.

　　As long as all the troops controlled by the opponent's gods are annihilated, the source of belief will be completely open.

　　"So, your struggles have no effect at all."

　　Wang Nongchao's eyes were still full of confidence.

　　Simultaneously wave.

　　"March!" The experience from the rules of the patriarchal priesthood was launched by him at this time.

　　"Hissssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss of those desert snakemen who were still holding machetes as shields in their four hands, but at this time it seemed that they got the will. When it slowed down, it began to speed up and rush towards the bear frogmen.

　　Snakes originally restrained frogs, not to mention that these desert snake people were originally superb desert warriors.

　　To deal with a new species of frogmen evolved from a group of frogmen...

　　This is simply a matter of hand!

　　"Quicksand!" At this time, Wang Nongchao also took the initiative to add help to the actions of these desert snake men.

　　In the desert environment, it can be used as a priesthood to change the terrain to kill and besiege the enemy.

　　At this time, he cleverly used it as the movement of the desert itself.

　　Right under the snake man.

　　As the snake-man's thick and long body twisted, it easily cut through the flowing sand, and the speed was like swimming in water.

　　"My father is a desert geology expert, and he is also a middle-level god in the desert department. He cultivated my knowledge of the use of desert priesthood and the knowledge of cooperation with desert races since I was a child." Wang Nongchao smiled confidently: "How could you, who came from a commoner, know this. The hard work, and the grievances of losing the game?"

　　He was whispering softly, but his outstretched hand was still pointing at the desert, creating pieces of quicksand like a river.

　　"Swish--" The desert snake man moved forward at a speed of more than ten meters in a short instant.

　　"Ready to fight!"

　　And the bear frogman elder, the Nassau shaman, also noticed something wrong at this time.

　　He could only reach out and raise his cane.

　　Looking to both sides, he exhorted in a deep voice: "This is the moment to defend the glory of the ancestors, the moment for the glory of Savaslow!"

　　"For Savaslow!" The bear frogs shouted, raising the spears in their hands at the same time, all of which were neatly arranged in three rows in the shape of a square of spears.

　　The speed of the enemy has come to the foot of the snow mountain, and he can no longer move forward rashly.

　　Otherwise, the formation will be scattered when marching.

　　It would be unimaginable to be broken through by those desert snakemen who apparently attacked at an alarming frequency.

　　"May the god of winter bless us." At this time, Elder Nasuo also brought these bear frogmen to pray in a low voice.

　　"Of course I know that."

　　For Zhao Sheng, this is also a battle that cannot be lost.

　　The power of the rules of the priesthood surged, and there was a stronger cold wind surging on the snow-capped mountains below him.

　　The strong wind blows, and the white snow on the snow-capped mountains is blown. Combined with the way of snowfall, it falls into the depths of the desert. The hot wind blows, and the power of freezing is used to form a large area of ​​blankets. Blowing in the air, hail that has not yet fallen.

　　And while being blown in mid-air, the hailstones grew larger as water vapor adhered.

　　Eventually, it reached the size of a cantaloupe.

　　Crystal clear.

　　It was floating in the air, and slowly moved towards the desert.

　　"What about now?" Zhao Sheng looked at the figure shrouded in yellow sand on the opposite side, and the corner of his mouth smiled a little.

　　If these cantaloupe-like hail hits, the desert snake people of more than [-] people are afraid that the entire army will be wiped out here!

　　"Huhuhuhu——" It was just at this moment that the hot wind from the depths of the desert blew more and more violently.

　　The turbulence with quicksand and the splattered swathes of sand appeared.

　　"Sandstorm Shield!" Wang Nongchao's face did not change.

　　The priesthood of the Desert Father God, driven to the extreme by him, almost formed the origin of his own ability.

　　If you study the priesthood to the extreme, you will realize your own ability.

　　There is divinity over there!

　　Of course, Wang Nongchao, who now possesses the 'corroding' divinity, even understands how to combine his divinity to activate the priesthood.

　　"Huhuhuhuhuhu——" The yellow sand in the sky was urged to sweep the snow-capped mountains.

　　A dust storm that emerged from the depths of the desert began to sweep the world.

　　"The erosion of the desert is the erosion of the yellow sand."

　　"Now, the yellow sand begins to appear!"

　　"Your race and your divine power will be eroded by the yellow sand!"

　　In Wang Nongchao's eyes, there was already a bit of impatience, and he didn't want to continue to waste time.

　　Quickly solve the opponent in front of him, he still needs to study the opponents of the top four, otherwise it will be too late to make plans through intelligence, and I am afraid that he will suffer.

　　"Blizzard!" But Zhao Sheng waved his hand, and the three divine powers he had been urging completely merged at this moment.

　　Just like the power he was best at urging in God's Domain.

　　"Woooooooooooooo-"

　　The howling cold wind swept a large number of snowflakes and ice fragments behind him.

　　With those cantaloupe-sized hailstones.

　　Against the blowing sandstorm, it was bombarded from the front, like a fierce battle between a snow dragon and a soil dragon!

　　"Desert Snake People! Charge me!" And underneath, those snake people with python tails were already holding four machetes high and lined up to face them at the edge of the snow-capped mountain, but they were obviously affected by the erosion effect, and their faces were full of faces. Sweat, the slightly earthy bear frogman rushed away!

　　"Is there no other way, the top four of the eight Jin and Jin Jin forces were forced to play the second hole card?" At this time, Zhao Sheng waved down a large piece of hail, but the effect was not good.

　　In the whistling sandstorm, it was obvious that more yellow sand had accumulated inside.

　　It is like a layer of yellow sand shield.

　　It is worthy of the name of the Shield of Yellow Sand.

　　The hail the size of a cantaloupe hits it, but it will reduce a lot of power, and then it will fly away from the backlog of sandstorms and blizzards.

　　Only scattered hail fell into the formation of the desert snake people, killing and injuring a dozen people.

　　This is also the reason why Zhao Sheng would say that he was forced out of his cards.

　　"Let's start the bloody battle!"

　　His eyes were a little strange, but he still issued his own oracle.

　　The trump card he showed this time will be the crazy phenomenon that appears in the physique of the devil bear, which has fallen into anger after being severely injured and is eroded by the abyss.

　　Such a trump card that can increase combat effectiveness on such a tragic battlefield can indeed overwhelm those desert snake people in an instant.

　　"Even if it's been cut a lot, it's still a powerful heavy-armed warrior!"

　　"Falling into a deadly battle, the desert snake people will still suffer!"

　　Zhao Sheng is very clear and rational.

　　Attack-type fighters are basically light fighters, focusing on mobility and short-term bursts.

　　The heavy-armed warriors focus on staying power, defense, and the ability to withstand the enemy's attack.

　　Even if the eroded power has weakened the armor's defense and physical strength a lot, it can still be activated by anger through the blood of the devil, and the extreme madness that erupts allows these bear frogmen to defeat those who are in a short period of time. Unprepared desert snake people!

　　As long as those desert snakemen are defeated, then the other party will be no matter how strong the priesthood and divinity are...

　　You can only drink hatred in this battle of the eighth and the fourth!

　　"After all, this is a racial projection battlefield, not a god projection battlefield!"

　　Zhao Sheng made up his mind.

　　"Bang!" At the same time, the desert snakemen who rushed forward wielding four machetes finally ran into the front of the bear frogmen.

　　"Kill! For Savaslow! For Ancestral God!" The tragic battle broke out instantly.

　　The long spear made of birch wood was cut off by a sharp machete attached to the iron sheet.

　　But in the process.

　　There are also long spears that the bear frogman inserted forward, pierced the desert snake man's mail, and stabbed out behind him.

　　There were also a series of throwing sticks, which were thrown out by the bear frogmen in the back row, cracking the brains of the desert snake warriors, or fell to the ground with a groan.