Chapter 220 Shadow of the Four Worlds

"People have their own aspirations, and we won't force you to keep," the green thorn stared at Hua Yue with a hot light in his eyes. "Although we choose different paths, the purpose is the same, brother, if we can meet again in the future, I will definitely invite you to have a good drink."

"The friendship of a gentleman is as light as water, and I can get to know you three handsome heroes. I, Dax, am not in vain. My two companions are still waiting for me, so I won't stay anymore. See you later!"

Hua Yue and the blue thorns said goodbye. The seventeenth brother frowned and seemed to be very entangled. Seeing that Hua Yue was about to fly away, he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Slow down, don't go!"

Hua Yue looked at the little spy of the space boat with some doubts. If it hadn't been for him, Hua Yue would not have encountered such a thing. Now Steve and Goodman have escaped. They already known that Hua Yue is a person who pretends to be the Elf Temple, and they have also seen Hua Yue's true face. They would have laid a trap to wait for him in the real temple. .

The tattoo looked at his little brother and asked doubtfully, "Seventeenth brother, what's the matter with you?"

The seventeenth brother lowered his head and dared not look at the thorns. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother... I... I also want to go to Taoyuan Temple."

"Hmm?" The blue thorn's face showed a stunned look, obviously shocked by 17's words.

17 looked up with a firm and persistent light in his eyes and said, "Brother, it was you who took my brothers to save me from the alien temple. Over the years, I have been very grateful to you and respect you from the bottom of my heart."

Three thousand years have passed, and I have grown from a small magic soldier to a four-star god general. Over the years, I have been a little tired of hiding. I want to go to Taoyuan Godyard with Brother Dax. Even if I can't become a god king and reach a level like you, I can also be able to serve our people. The clan will do more meaningful things.

The tattoo was a little relieved to hear the 17th brother finish his thoughts. He held his shoulders with both hands, grabbed him hard, and said in a low voice, "You give me the reporter. You chose this road, so you will finish it."

The blue thorn's face suddenly changed, and he shouted fiercely, "17, if you let me know that you have been a lackey in a foreign temple and have done something to slaughter the human race, even if I fight for my life, I will kill the temple and clean up the door."

17's eyes were full of tears, looking at the awesome big brother in front of him. Although the tattoo words were very cold and cruel, he understood that he was inspiring himself.

The tattoo turned around and said in a trembling voice, "Let's go, don't come to see me if you don't become a god king!"

Seventeen knelt down silently, knocked three times to the green thorn respectfully, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother, take care!"

Hua Yue looked at the blue thorn, the old demon and the local demon, took out three exquisite elf masks from the space ring, and said solemnly, "You keep this mask. Maybe it will be useful in the future. Take care, everyone. Let's go!"

Hua Yue and 17 turned into two green winds and rose to the sky.

Suddenly, Hua Yue received a soul message, which was a tattoo. "Dax, help me take care of my brother."

Huayue looked back at the three imposing figures in the mountains and forests. Although they were reckless, they were worried about the great cause of the human race. They were all a group of respectable people.

The relationship between the tattoo and the seventeenth brother made Hua Yue fall into deep nostalgia. Hua Yue couldn't help thinking of his brothers, friends and relatives in his hometown.

In the blink of an eye, Hua Yue spent 100 years in the divine world. In this 100 years, Hua Yue did not know that some people he knew were suffering.

In the mountains and forests outside the Yanmo Temple, tens of thousands of well-equipped Yanmo soldiers are chasing and killing a group of human beings in fiery red brocade clothes under the leadership of several generals. One of them has red moles, like a red eyes, a majestic and white-haired old man, and a red hair, a good-looking and Huayue. Similar young people.

"Kate, you and the Iron-blooded Vener take the clan first, and I will resist the enemy with the sacred flame sacrificial group."

Kate's face was full of anxiety and stubbornness, shouting, "No, father, I won't leave. I want to fight side by side with you to let these aliens who kill thousands of knives see the anger of the Weilongda family!"

Jester shouted angrily, "If I let you go, you go. You will only drag me down."

Jester said solemnly to the iron-blooded venerable man with a hard face like an iceberg, "Iron-blooded, Kate will leave it to you and help me take care of him."

The scar on the face of the iron-blooded venerable is slight**, and the iron-blooded spirit on his body floats, and he said in a low voice, "Jester, don't have an accident. I have contacted Lord Fire God, and he will come right away.

Kate shouted sadly, "Father!"

Jester's face showed a gratified smile, and the heavy people in 40s and 50 people in fiery red robes stopped. These people in fiery red robes were ragged, and their bodies were exposed in many places. Obviously, they had experienced many fierce battles.

Looking at the iron-blooded Venerable and others disappearing in the mountain house, Jester smiled and whispered to the sacred flame sacrifice of the strongest soldier created by the fire god Veronda, "Let's fight for the Veronda family until the last moment of our lives!"

These sacred flame sacrifices are the god of war puppets made by the fire god Weilongda using the corpses of the god-level masters. They are invulnerable and fearless. They once joined hands with the holy wind cavalry under the wind god Chuck and the sacred earth heavy armor of the earth sacred Xiba to cross the chaos in the void, and the god-level masters in the four worlds who killed them had no temper.

"They can't run far and kill this group of people who dare to challenge the majesty of the temple."

"If you kill a human race, you will get a reward of 10,000 spiritual crystals!"

The people and horses of the Yanmo Temple chased after them, and the noisy shouts were particularly harsh in the quiet mountains and forests.

The sacred flame sacrifice covered by the robe is like a silent death at this moment. At the moment when the fire demon soldiers appeared in sight, Jester shouted "kill!"

Although the number of Jester and others is small, they are not afraid of life and death. The momentum is like a rainbow. Jester is crazy, like a lion, shouting "The beacon is fighting in all directions!"

In an instant, thousands of fiery red figures burst out from Jester. The strong fiery power roared in this deep forest like a fierce explosive, and thousands of fire demon soldiers died in just a moment.

The two fire demon gods stared at Jester with a cold face and surrounded Jester with a long sword. The three of them fought, and the aftermath of the explosion was vast for dozens of miles.

The two fiery demon gods contained a lot of laws in their swords, which increased their strength by more than several times. Jester has completely fallen into the disadvantage, and even the law attack was cut off by the other party's favorable sword. If it hadn't been for the sacred flame sacrifice, I'm afraid he would have taken the head. It's different.

In less than three minutes, few steel-like martial arts puppets were destroyed. After all, he is a martial arts god puppet in the realm of divine soldiers, attacked by hundreds of fire demons in the same realm, and it is broken even if it is hard.

At this moment, Jester was bathed in blood and his breath was a little scattered, but there was an immortal battle flame in his eyes.

"Don't kill him. This old man is a three-star god general. Take him back and sell him to the Great Temple as a gladiator. We can still make a lot of money!"

A demon god stared at Jester's eyes like a hungry wolf who saw food and wanted to capture Jester alive.

Another demon god said coldly, "I think he still turned him into a god of martial arts puppet and killed so many of us. Even if he was sent to the stake, it would be difficult to eliminate my anger. I want him to die without peace and be enslaved for life."

Jest laughed loudly, looked at the many demon soldiers with disdainful faces, and shouted, "I, the Veyronda people, would rather die than surrender. They want to catch me alive and dream!"

Jester mobilized all the divine power and laws to prepare for the final blow. The two fire demon gods will contempt and say, "If you are stubborn, today I will take you on the road, and then take all your escaped clan back as slaves."

"Look for death!"

A majestic voice full of anger fell from the sky. A 100-meter-high fiery red giant broke out of the air. His big hand captured it, and even the space trembled. Tens of thousands of fire demon soldiers were all caught by their big hands as if they had shrunk, and were swallowed up by the flames without even a scream.

Then Jester's figure disappeared.

The same thing also appeared in two other places. The cyan hurricane raged in the city of the French Temple. Countless aliens were torn to pieces by the hurricane, and the blood and limbs stained the cyan hurricane red.

The panicked grazing pros soldiers quickly informed their greatest god king. A tall grazing provinity with black smoke on three sides rushed out of the temple, and the powerful divine power was vast.

"Who is it? How dare you be presumptuous in the territory of our temple?

A dark blade came from the hands of the herdsman, cutting the cyan hurricane in half, and the violent hurricane energy explosion destroyed many buildings.

Just as the grazing god king was looking for the enemy angrily, a huge earthy mountain suddenly fell from the sky and pressed him into the ground with a bang.

"Cachs, I've found you and my clan. Let's go!"

When the herdsman struggled out of the ground, he only saw a thick earthy breath and a violent hurricane disappear into the sky.

"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"

The sky of the Dharma Temple echoed with the roar of the herd king and the roar of shame and anger.