Fifty silver behemoths, under the expectant gaze of the demigods, gradually approached the center of the battlefield.
The earth was broken, riddled with holes, and blood flowed like a river.
The witches were bathed in blood, like demons.
The silver light enveloped their bodies, like an indestructible armor.
Fifty silver behemoths roared, like the most primitive beasts, and rushed towards the witches.
Their bodies, which were fifty meters in size, were like twenty-story buildings, and even ordinary people were as small as ants.
When they stepped out, the fragile rocks even broke apart.
They won!
Such a thought rose in the minds of more than three hundred demigods at the same time.
But the next moment.
A sharp breath rushed in front of them, and beside the golden witches, like a storm, countless golden breaths rose into the sky.
With a punch, the sharp golden air strangled them crazily, and the silver light covering the silver behemoths completely dissipated in a very short time.
Then the skin, muscles, blood vessels, and even bones!
With a monstrous and fierce power, he struck a blow!
With one punch, he strangled a silver behemoth from head to toe into pieces.
The battlefield was dead silent.
A thin layer of mist floated around the water witch clan. In the mist, a jade belt quietly appeared. It was condensed by Xuanyuan heavy water.
The jade belt, which was only one finger wide, fell down, but it was like a mighty river in the sky, unstoppable and unstoppable.
The silver-white light on the silver behemoth was as if it encountered an unbearable weight and suddenly shattered, like ice crystals all over the sky. The
turquoise light was generous, and the wood witch clan punched out!
The silver behemoth did not dodge, but crossed his arms to block in front of him.
The next moment, this behemoth kept retreating, and the ground collapsed into a pit dozens of meters deep.
The silver behemoth shook his head, opened his huge mouth, and roared bloodthirstily.
But the next moment, turquoise light burst out from his body.
Horror!
Panic!
His eyes were wide open, filled with despair, as if something terrible had happened.
A turquoise light burst out from his body.
Branches continued to grow from his flesh and bones, severing his blood vessels.
Puff~
A large amount of blood flowed out of the eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the silver behemoth, followed by the mouth and even the back door, all of which grew turquoise branches.
Fifty silver behemoths were wiped out in an instant.
There were more than 30,000 tenth-level witches, and many of them didn't even have time to take action, and could only look at the broken bodies of the silver behemoths with regret.
Then, they looked at the silent coalition army, as if they saw a washed white and tender lamb.
"Gurgle~"
I don't know which demigod started it.
Hundreds of demigods, with their eyes wide open, still couldn't believe this scene.
The silver behemoth, a terrifying tenth-level race, was completely wiped out like this?
The witches actually reached the tenth-level combat power!
The tenth level is equivalent to the body of a demigod without using the power of faith!
At this moment, everyone looked at Shi Hu with a bad face, and there was a dangerous light in their eyes.
Shi Hu's face turned pale in an instant.
He quickly looked at his own brother with hope.
But he found that even his own brother looked bad and looked at him with clenched teeth.
Then he remembered that the Silver Behemoth was the religious race of his brother.
He held his head, and it was hard to imagine what it would be like if these more than 300 demigods vented their anger on him.
He wailed wildly, "I don't know! When he fought me, he didn't have the tenth-level combat power at all! I really don't know!"
"Waste! He didn't even force out one of his trump cards!" When saying this, the demigod leader clenched his teeth, and spoke word by word, with endless anger in his eyes.
Shi Hu looked at the handsome Lu Yan standing in the void with a flickering look.
How many trump cards does this guy have!
When fighting him, he actually hid so many things.
On the battlefield, when 33,000 tenth-level witches showed their tenth-level combat power.
It was simply a one-sided massacre!
The tenth level is equivalent to the body of a demigod!
It is not uncommon to kill gods with the body of a mortal.
But the problem is that there are 33,000 tenth-level witches and 1,167,000 ninth-level witches. This kind of power is enough to sweep away everything!
In the face of absolute power, everything seems so powerless!
Lu Yan smiled with satisfaction. With so many races, the fragments that will be rewarded later may be able to directly gather the fragments needed for the projection of the Immortal Slaying Gourd.
Lu Yan smiled lightly. Since he got the myth mod, he has unknowingly reached the top position of the younger generation through his own efforts.
With the power of one person, he swept away the accumulation of three hundred demigods. Who else can compete with him!
The witches kept rushing forward. Their huge bodies, even if they were just moving forward, large groups of races were trampled to death.
The scales they were covered with were harder than steel. Even the fighting spirit of the sixth-level races could not cut through their skin.
Born to fight!
One by one, the eighth-rank warriors ran quickly on the ground, and their flexible bodies dodged the giant feet of the Wu Clan, which were like pillars of heaven. Then they fought hard.
At the cost of their own lives, they poured all their fighting spirit into the most amazing sword strike of their lives.
The sword blade cut through the Wu Clan's skin, and the nearly 1.3-meter-long sword was completely immersed in the Wu Clan's body.
But for the Wu Clan, this kind of injury was like being cut by a fruit knife. The
violent aura suddenly erupted.
A palm as big as a house suddenly slapped down, beating the tiny sneak attacker into a meat paste, and then the furnace of heaven and earth started to operate.
The evil spirit swept over the flesh and blood on the ground, turning into pure blood and energy, pouring into their bodies, quickly repairing the scratched skin.
No one could stop them at all, let alone hurt them.
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Zhenshan Seal continued to fall from the rear of the coalition forces, and the witch clan rushed forward, as if encircling.
Blood flowed into a river.
"Enough! Stop!" The demigod leader finally couldn't help it. Endless anger emerged in his eyes, and he suddenly shouted angrily.
Lu Yan was disdainful. How could he stop?
Every time he killed a member of the coalition race, he was one step closer to gathering the fragments of the projection of the Immortal Slaying Gourd!
Such a good opportunity will never come again!
When his fierce reputation spread, no fool dared to provoke him.
"I told you to stop! Trash, did you hear me?" The eyes of the demigod leader were bloodshot, and anger filled his mind.
Although he would choose to use faith to condense the original divine body and suppress everything with his own power after he became a god,
he has not become a god yet!
If Lu Yan were to wipe out his race, the road to becoming a god would be a long way off!
Boom~
A surge of momentum erupted from the void, boundless, stirring the void, and the body of the demigod leader expanded infinitely.
That was his demigod body, and the divine power was like the ocean, filling his body.
Lu Yan narrowed his eyes. He didn't expect this guy to ignite the divine fire and turn the power of faith into divine power. As long as he could perceive his own divinity and condense the godhood, he could become a true god.
The majestic power filled his body, and the misty and vast divine power flashed around him. An unspeakable terrifying pressure suddenly appeared in the hearts of all the demigods, as if strangling their necks.
"Boss... Boss..." Lin Yan looked at the demigod leader in surprise. He didn't expect that the demigod leader would choose to burst out his divine power here and intervene in the battle with the power of demigod.
The demigod leader turned around and looked at Lin Yan, "Are you still going to let this guy continue to kill! Destroy our race?"
He shouted angrily at the top of his lungs, word by word.
Lin Yan was persuaded by him, and his eyes flickered when he looked at Lu Yan.
Lu Yan was calm and composed, and didn't even look at him. He sneered, "What's this? You can't beat him, so you're ready to turn the table?"
"Let your race stop, otherwise..." Looking at the increasingly scarce coalition forces in the plane fragments, the demigod leader's heart was filled with endless anger.
Lu Yan smiled, he turned his head with contempt, and glanced at the demigod leader from head to toe, his words were full of contempt, as if he was staring at a piece of trash. "So? Why are you talking so much? Just do it! Can I, a newcomer who has just awakened to the divine realm for less than 30 years, accumulate more power of faith than you old demigods?"
"Are you scared?"
At the end, Lu Yan's words were undisguised sarcasm.
The demigod leader's body trembled violently, and he was extremely angry. In
the battle between demigods, the amount of power of faith means the strength of their fighting power.
In this space, the demigod leader has accumulated more than 2 billion power of faith for hundreds of years, and after converting it into divine power, it is as many as more than 200. With
so much divine power, it is easy for him to destroy Lu Yan.
However, Lu Yan was right, he was scared.
There are federal officials guarding here. Although he is just a temporary old man, it means that he is also under the jurisdiction of the federal law.
If you attack the gods of the same federation.
As if he could see through his heart, Lu Yan glanced at the demigod leader again, then scanned the group of demigods one by one, and slowly said, "Trash is trash! They are quite fierce when they yell, but when it comes to fighting, they just run away like a coward!"
"Tsk tsk! How pitiful!"
After saying this, Lu Yan turned his back to them, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at the scene in the plane fragment, ignoring them.
Lin Yan's body was trembling all over. Lu Yan's undisguised ridicule made their hearts full of anger and almost lost their minds.
"Huh!" The demigod leader calmed down after being extremely angry. He turned his head, without any expression, and looked at the more than 300 demigods behind him indifferently. He nodded lightly, but his eyes flashed with endless cold light. The
more than 300 demigods understood what the leader meant.
There was also a cold light flashing in their eyes, and a hint of bloodthirsty smile quietly appeared at the corners of their mouths.
Although this place is far away from the plane battlefield, it is still within the scope of the battlefield. If a few foreign gods sneak in and kill a federal demigod, it is reasonable.
Now, this kid wants to wipe out their faith race, which is equivalent to cutting off their foundation for becoming a god.
If he doesn't die, who will die!
At that moment.
More than 300 demigods exude jade-like light, their bodies are perfect, crystal clear, without a trace of dust, like the most perfect works of art.
The vast faith soars into the sky, and the ten-thousand-foot pillar of faith stirs the void.
The demigod leader showed a crazy smile on his face, and the divine power gathered in his right hand, and punched out!
Lu Yan smiled.
The fish is hooked!