MTL - King of Gods-v4 Chapter 1503 Terrible ninth god

In the domestic light family, Bifa Laojiao shot, and the war situation changed again.

The Holy Land side, pulled back the situation and began to counterattack.

However, this is not over yet.

"You all go to war!"

The illusionist God looks at the many half-step gods and top ancient gods on the side.

They have already formed a battle, and if they join forces, the strength is no small feat.

Humbling!

Suddenly, dozens of members, manipulating three giant arrays, moved to the battlefield.

In each big squad, there are at least seven or eight top powerhouses under the Lord of God. They have joined forces and used the strength of the tactics to be more powerful than the one who is a god.

In other words, the participation of these strong players is equivalent to the addition of three top-ranking and strongest players.

Such a strength is enough to instantly expand the advantages of the Holy Land and crush the enemy.

"Let me see, what other tricks do you have!"

The illusion of the gods gaze at the front.

She let these ancient gods and half-step gods participate in the war, just to force out other means of the enemy.

Although the Holy Land is strong, but here is the other side's territory, can not be careless, the Magic God is not under the enemy, very strict command of the battle.

Seeing three big battles, coming to the battlefield, the giant gods, the light family, the eyes are small, but there is no confusion.

In the fog behind, Zhao Feng smiled slightly: "You should be playing!"

Hey! Hey! Hey!

The robe of time and space flutters, and Zhao Feng’s three big avatars appear.

At this moment, Zhao Kong, Zhao Chen, Zhao Wan, are all a **** god.

Among them, Zhao Chen and Zhao Wan, who have just broken through the Lord of God, have not yet experienced the great war, and now is a good time to sharpen them.

Hey~

The three men rushed out of the fog and came to the battlefield to support the Guangzu and the giant gods.

"What are these three?"

The demon man is confused.

There is no such three in their intelligence.

At this time, Zhao Feng's three big avatars show the power of bleeding and eyelids.

"The Blade of the Air!"

"The Spear of Death!"

"The sword of sharp gold!"

The three big avatars, running **** eyes, condensing a powerful martial art, attacking the three big arrays sent by the Holy Land!

"They are all descendants of gods!"

The demon man was shocked.

He even wondered if the three men were the forces of a descendant of the gods, and when the great protoss and the light people had hooked up with such forces.

"They actually have such a helper?"

The Lord of the Symphony did not expect that the enemy would make such a response.

Under normal circumstances, the blood of the descendants of the Eight Great Gods is relatively thin, lower than the descendants of the blood of the Magical Protoss.

However, the strength and means of the three men are extremely strong, especially Zhao Kong, the earliest promotion to the Lord of God, or the time and space of the quasi-sacred level, the strength is superior.

And their opponents are just a large array of ancient gods and half-step gods.

The enemy's unexpected response to the policy made the illusionist more cautious, not easily ordering, but first observing the situation.

Humbling!

The descendants of the three gods, all possessing the best artifacts, coupled with superb skills, quickly took the lead.

Many of the ancient gods of the illusion of the gods and the half-step gods formed a large array of defeats.

Even Zhao Kong has spare time, and occasionally shot the demon man, reducing the pressure of no trace.

Shibuya, who is in charge of the tree of time, also shouted: "Good!"

In fact, he can mobilize the power of God's main power in God and participate in the battlefield.

But that would distract him, leading to a weak situation in the invisible contest with Bifa.

Now, Zhao Feng has shot and successfully solved the enemy's plan.

"broken!"

Zhao Kong spurred the best artifacts and time and space, condensing a narrow silver blade.

Hey!

The moment when the blade appeared, running through the void, at the speed of thunder, descended on the enemy formation and smashed it.

Suddenly, the seven or eight people who manipulated the array method changed their faces and changed their blood. They all spewed a large mouth of blood and hurried back to the rear.

The array method is broken, and with their strength, nature is not enough to compete with Zhao Kong.涩/p>

"kill!"

Zhao Kongjun's face is cold, and his willpower will fluctuate. A small blade of the void will fly out.

Hey!

A nine-order ancient god, without resistance, was killed by a blade of emptiness.

On the other hand, Zhao Wan and Zhao Zheng also have an absolute advantage. I am afraid that it will take a long time to break the enemy's big battle.

The situation today seems to be extremely beneficial to the light country of the gods, but the people are not happy.

"Next, it's not a good deal!"

In the fog, Zhao Feng stared at the illusion of God and others.

On the side of the Holy Land, there is also the illusion of the Lord of the Three Heavens, and there are three double heavens and one heavens next to the Lord of the Symphony.

This huge god-lord power is far beyond the light of the **** country.

Zhao Feng can contain the Lord of the Magic, but the rest of the gods of the sacred sacred, do not respond well.

So now Zhao Feng can't easily shoot, and he has to consume the enemy first. Once he shoots, the enemy will almost all be dispatched.

Just at this time.

boom!

On the side of the Holy Land, the man in yellow clothes suddenly rushed out and attacked Zhao Kong.

He waved his palms and shot a few dark yellow giant palms, smashing Zhao’s attack and attacking him.

"Thank you for saving me!"

The remaining four half-step gods, the ancient gods, gloriously, and quickly retired.

"You dare to intervene in the sacred things, we are welcome!"

The man in Huang Yi snorted and attacked Zhao Kong.

The dark yellow giant palms are constantly bombarded.

Moreover, after each broken palm is broken, it will turn into a dark yellow mist that pervades the surroundings.

"Fantasy Heaven!"

The man in Huang Yi suddenly swayed the law.

The dark yellow mist between the heavens and the earth was controlled by him in an instant, and he continued to gather toward Zhaokong.

call out!

Zhao Kong feels bad and wants to dodge, but it is too late.

More and more light fog is absorbed on Zhao Kong, which radiates the power of the magic road and affects his mind.

However, at this time, within the body of Zhao Kong, a powerful soul will emerge.

This soul will naturally be Zhao Feng’s.

Hey!

On the soul level, Wan Lei rushed, and the dark yellow mist was shattered by the thunder.

"what?"

The man in Huang Yi immediately retreated. The will of the soul just now made him feel a crisis.

But at the same time he was very angry, his fighting strategy was actually cracked by the other side.

Otherwise, Zhao Kong is likely to be killed by him!

"It is this soul will, hidden in the rear, but not directly involved in the war, their purpose is to delay the war?"

The Lord of the Symphony was so heavy that he immediately shouted: "You a few, all for me!"

This time, she made another effort and attacked.

She is going to be jealous, what other countermeasures the other party has!

At the same time, the two gods of the **** of the gods of the illusion of the gods, one of the gods of the heavens and peaks, the eyes flashed brightly.

"Is it finally starting to work?"

Bifa old man smiled slightly.

At this moment, the Holy Land is all except the illusion of God.

This powerful strength, in terms of the strength of the Guangguo Shenguo side, is far from being able to cope, and can only retreat.

In the fog.

"Is it seen by her?"

Zhao Feng whispered in his heart.

From the beginning to the present, he has taken delays and consumed the enemy.

After all, in the light gods, China has more advantages in terms of recovery.

However, the Lord of the Symphony has already seen it and directly launched a powerful offensive.

Now, if Zhao Feng does not shoot, he can only retreat. After all, the overall strength of the enemy is too strong.

"retreat!"

Zhao Feng suddenly shouted.

The giant gods, the Guangzu, and Zhao Feng’s avatars show the color of taboos and quickly retreat.

“Are you here?”

The Lord of the Symphony of God smirked.

She thought that the other party still has a card, but the result is a retreat!

"Catch, don't let go!"

The illusionist immediately shouted.

Suddenly, the sacred side, a lot of strong, chased out.

The Lord of the Symphony is always behind the team, observing the entire situation and dealing with the unknown situation that may arise.

Hey~

Xin, no trace, big elders, Cheng Yun God, and others, quickly retreated and broke into the fog.

In the rear, the sacred people are chasing after them.

"let me do it!"

At this time, Zhao Feng suddenly rushed out.

In the face of the enemy's huge offensive, there are only two ways, either he shot or retreat.

But how could Zhao Feng retreat? This is just a strategy to confuse the enemy. What he really chose is - shot!

When Zhao Feng shot, he had to be unprepared for the other party, and at the moment of the shot, he plunged the other side and narrowed the gap between the two sides.

Therefore, Zhao Feng can not be retained.

"Dream!"

In Zhao Yu’s left-handedness, the power of the source is frantically surging, and a layer of dreamy light and fog rotates out and merges into the heaven and earth space.

"The Ninth God, Zhao Feng!"

The demon man, the illusion of the gods and other people suddenly screamed out.

The purpose of their trip was the ninth god, and the ninth **** finally appeared.

But this is too sudden.

"Quick withdrawal!"

The illusion of the gods perceived that it was not good, and suddenly shouted.

However, everything is already a bit late.

Hey~

Zhao Feng is surrounded by a certain distance and gradually becomes a dreamy color.

At this moment, all aspects of the spirit of the gods suddenly fell, and their minds still gave birth to an inexplicable crisis.

Including the Guangzu, the giant gods and other people next to Zhao Feng, there is also this feeling.

"Destroy!"

Zhao Feng stretched out with one hand, at the same time, the mind was running with power, and a strong idea was generated.

Suddenly, a strange power came to the world.

Call ~

In front of it, the sacred sacred one is a **** of the gods, and the body shape dissipates without warning.

At the same time, next to him, a double **** god, his body is blurred.

"Do not!"

This double **** god is extremely resistant, but it is useless after all.

call!

His figure also disappears directly into the void!

Later, next to him, several half-step gods, the ancient gods, all like bubbles, suddenly disappeared.

Zhao Feng's dream is a range of skills. In order to fight for the shortest time and exert the strongest effect, he will let his own members retreat first.

In this way, only the enemy members are left in the foreground.

And their retreat also let the enemy relax their vigilance.

"How is this going?"

This horrible phenomenon suddenly caused everyone in the Holy Land to jump in the heart and cool the back.

For a moment, a member of the Holy Land, a member of the Lord, died half of the dead and wounded.

A **** of the gods, two fallen, and one of the two gods.

“Is this the ninth god's ability?”

The demon man’s voice was shaking, and he suddenly discovered that his body was abnormal and blurred.

"not good!"

The demon man immediately burned the blood and evacuated.

"stop!"

At the same time, the illusion of the rear gods rushed out.