Bright Era

Just as the newly advanced Tianmiao **** proudly paid homage to the golden giant spirit holding his body, the sky above the eastern subcontinent suddenly collapsed. The entire sky collapsed downward, and a black dark space emerged in the void. Tens of thousands of black giant towers emerged from the collapsed void. Countless multi-armed Secret Demons and other gods gathered near the giant tower. At the same time, they chanted spells and sent them to the gods of the temple and their followers. An extremely vicious curse.

The words of curse were turned into fist-sized black runes visible to the naked eye, covering the sky like a swarm of crazy wasps. The yin and evil cold air was born out of thin air, and there was a heavy snowfall of goose feathers in the eastern subcontinent, but the snow flakes were black and densely covered with countless small cursing runes that were invisible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the entire eastern subcontinent was covered with a thick layer of snow.

The void was stagnant and time was imprisoned. The flowers and trees of the Eastern Subcontinent were instantly frozen by the cold, and they all turned into black and translucent ice flakes. Moreover, all the leaves and stems are sharp as knives, and the black snow flakes continue to merge into the leaves and grass stems. The integration of each snow flake makes the sharpness of the leaves and stems more unstoppable.

The Tianmiao army stopped advancing, not because they didn't want to move on, but they had to stop.

The flowers, trees, grass and leaves in front of them have become deadly weapons. Many believers in the temple who accidentally walked into the bushes and woods were cut into pieces by the invisible sharpness and soundless. The sound collapsed all over the floor. The shocking thing is that none of these corpse fragments flowed out, and all the remains were swallowed by the black snow in just a few breaths.

The flesh and blood of the engulfed corpse quickly turned into nutrients for flowers, plants and trees, and nearby plants began to grow at a strange speed. When the most common dog's tail grass suddenly swelled to several feet high, the believers in the temple couldn't help but recite the names of their gods and gods at the same time, seeking protection from their divine power.

Countless golden lights penetrated the thick dark clouds, shot down from high altitude, and shone on the followers of the temple.

With the blessing of the golden light, the morale of the believers in the Tianmiao rose again. The ascending fighting spirit condensed into golden runes and flew all over the sky, colliding with the curse runes of the gods, making a thunderous explosion. The sky was full of golden light and rain.

But how can the strength of the believers in the temple can be compared to the gods of the Meira religion? The golden runes continued to burst open, and the believers in the temple vomited blood and fell to the ground. And those black cursed runes became more and more arrogant, and gradually turned into a large black net to cover all the believers in the temple. The gods of the multi-armed secret demons actually wanted to destroy the Tianmiao army in one fell swoop.

The gods behind the temple couldn't sit still anymore, they got up one after another, ripped open the void and took one step forward, and greeted the overwhelming curse rune with a billowing laughter. The golden auspicious clouds of various colors turned into a heavy canopy covering the army of believers in the temple. The black rune and the golden canopy collided with each other, and the two were constantly annihilated, but there was no sound anymore.

A group of black and red karma fires rolled out from a high tower, and the grim-faced Alsino was holding various artifacts, and his figure appeared from the arrogant karma fire. He looked at the nightmare covered by the golden cloud, and shouted loudly: "Yanzeng, are you and your people here to die?"

A bright red sun rose from the top of Nightmare's head, the red divine light shone on the earth, and an extra round of sun suddenly appeared in the sky. The eight-faced **** Wang Yanyong’s laughter resounded throughout the world, and he spoke unhurriedly: "Send to death? Do you think so? I think that this world is too small and the number of believers is not enough. This world does not need to be so small. Many gods."

Ashinu laughed mockingly: "So, you colluded with the idiot of the Azhul Protoss, want to attack us?"

Nightmare sighed lightly, and he said indifferently: "As far as we are, although we are capable of destroying you and your gangsters, we still have to put in a lot of effort and sacrifices. We can join hands with the Axul Protoss to wipe out more easily Why do you waste your energy, sacrifice more lives, and shed more blood?"

Arsino was silent for a while, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Why can't we join forces to kill the Azhul Protoss? Nightmare, are you so stupid? You and the Azhul Protoss really joined forces, even if you finally wiped out We, but the Axul protoss controls the realm of God, if they turn their faces to deal with you, then they can only benefit in the end!"

Nightmare did not say a word, he just patted his hands gently, and every time his palms touched, from the red sun above his head, a three-legged fire crow from the legend of the Eastern Continent would fly out silently. . Gradually, more and more golden fire crows hovered and danced in the sky, the temperature in the air rose linearly, and the ground covered by black frost quietly thawed, and the aura contained in all the flowers and trees had disappeared a lot.

"The war of believers, let the believers go!" Yanzheng smiled softly: "The war that belongs to our gods will be completed by our gods. Arsino, since you have already appeared, then go to war! Waste! Time, a waste of saliva, this is really meaningless."

The dozens of gods of the golden giant spirit family standing behind Nightmare suddenly shouted, their bodies suddenly swelled to a height of a hundred li, and they rose up their divine powers from the void to completely black and densely covered their bodies. The round building with countless mottled blood marks was dragged out.

"Ah, it's impossible!?" The sweet-scented osmanthus tree hissed and screamed, and it was the first time that Lin Qi heard the osmanthus tree yell in such a tone: "How could this **** thing fall into their hands? In the Primordial God War, the gods of the Tianmiao did not use him. Why did this'Hell Arena' appear here? Where did they get it?"

"Your tone is weird!" Hell roared angrily: "Don't you think that should be me? Hell Arena, that is part of me, he is my subordinate! But, hey, why does he Did not respond to my call?"

Lin Qi was horrified and moved. Hell's arena, hearing the name is a powerful combat unit belonging to hell. According to common sense, **** should have supreme control over him! But now, **** summons this weird round arena, but there is no response?

"No, no, his sanity fell into a deep sleep, a very strange state of sleep!" Hell exasperated and cried out in horror at the same time: "The **** arena is sleeping, then, what is the thing to replace his own sanity? Control his body? Whose will is driving the power of the **** arena? What is going on?"

Lin Qi's eyes widened. He looked at the pitch-black arena with a strange shape for hundreds of miles. Numerous distorted and hideous statues of demon gods were carved on the surface of the outer wall, and these demon gods were all fighting in blood, and their bodies were all mutilated. A cloud of black mist surrounds this huge building, and red thunders flow silently from the mist, bombarding the outer walls of the arena.

When the golden giant spirits behind Nightmare tried their best to drag the arena out of the void, the soul **** Thord and the five main gods of the Axul protoss couldn't help but screamed. . Then came bursts of howling ghosts and wolves, and the black fog outside the arena slowly rotated, and soon turned into a group of rapidly rotating turbulent clouds.

A huge suction was born out of thin air, and all the people present who saw the god-level existence of the **** arena were firmly imprisoned in place by an irresistible suction. Whether it’s the gods enshrined by the Milo Sect, or the gods of the Temple who took the initiative to sacrifice from the arena of hell, or the many gods of the Azhul protoss present, even Lin Qi sitting on the top of the snow-capped mountain, Imprisoned in place by this powerful force, unable to move.

Nightmare laughed happily: "Well, on behalf of all the gods enshrined in the Temple of Heaven, I will challenge all the gods enshrined in the Temple of Heaven! I must have an endless challenge to all the gods enshrined in the Temple of Heaven! Only when one party is completely extinct can we leave this great building! Let's start fighting!"

There was a loud bang, the **** arena shook slightly, and all the existences above the **** level disappeared out of thin air.

Nightmare's laughter resounded through the void: "Believers of Tianmiao, conquer the Eastern Subcontinent, I look forward to your victory! Those who have done the most work can be rewarded, they will receive the flesh and blood of the gods, and they will be promoted to gods!"

Nightmare smiled triumphantly, he couldn't be disappointed. The **** arena, this is simply a gift from gods, this is the ultimate killer of the temple. At this moment, exposing one's own assassin to people, and using all the gods of the Myra Sect as sacrifices, can play the greatest shock and deterrent effect. No matter who it is, when they learn about the overthrow of the gods of the Mirage Sect, they must weigh the weight of the temple, right?

Even more perfect is that all the gods of the Myra Sect were forcibly absorbed into the arena of **** and engaged in an endless duel. The strength of the gods of the Tianmiao can absolutely suppress the many gods of the Meira Sect, and there is no doubt that the winner will belong to the Tianmiao.

And with the strength of all the believers in the temple, the organized religious army is much stronger than the believers of the Meira religion. When the gods of the Tianmiao eradicate the gods of the Mila Sect, the army of the Tianmiao should be able to uproot the Sect of Milo by plowing the courtyard and sweeping the cave?

While slaying the gods of the Milo Sect, you can still appreciate the panic and despair caused by the complete extinction of their religion. What a joy! Nightmare could not wait to see the desperate roar of Alsino, he could not wait to draw strength from Alsino's despair.

Not surprisingly, Lin Qi was also forcibly moved by the Hell Arena.

His body lightened, and then suddenly heavier, Lin Qi appeared in a huge arena stands. The sky here is dark and can only be illuminated by the tens of thousands of giant lighthouses on the edge of the arena. With the red firelight that was as sticky as blood, one could see that the stands were densely packed with all kinds of weird gods, and all the gods were shouting and roaring with the greatest strength.

Nightmare's wild laughter shook the entire arena trembling, and the roar and verbal abuse of the Arsino shook everyone's ears.

Lin Qi looked at the hysterical gods around him, helplessly spread his hands.

Is it an endless duel? I really don't know who will live and who will die.

There is no need to hesitate, Lin Qi's body shook, and a faint breath of death spread from his body, and he had changed into the appearance of Soglaa. He resolutely decided to join the camp of the Myra, and he will fight for the gods of Myra!

Killing as many Tianmiao gods as possible, this is a pleasing and beautiful thing.

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