Chapter 18 Altar

The world of the Holy Light is strongly swallowed up, the ten high-level spells are full of vitality, and the world of the Holy Light has expanded sharply. The innate Fuyu derivative array made the world of holy light stronger and gave birth to a prohibition. The world is shining and brilliant.

After all, Jinyang only has the realm of the two changes of the yuan god. Although his magic power is ten times better than that of the same level, the world of Shengguang, which is the world of unrivaled has long been exhausted and unsustainable. As soon as he gritted his teeth, the yuan god entered the world of holy light, and a mysterious breath came and washed the yuan god. The withered yuan god has a feeling of sublimation of life and flying immortality. Although most of the ten high-order spell gasification liquids were absorbed by the innate runes, what was left was enough to bring Jinyang's magic back to its peak.

At the same time as the benefits brought by the world of the Holy Light, Jin Yang encouraged the dim yuan god to rush to the world of the Holy Light and rush to the center of the storm. The thousand-foot holy light world smashed the iceberg to pieces and was finally swept away by the ice storm. Driving the world of holy light, he kept looking for enemies. Every time he saw a fairy-level natural god, he bumped into it and walked away, leaving injured enemies. The solid world of holy light rushed to the next enemy without stranding.

Jin Yangyu knocked another enemy into the Holy Light World and was ready to fly away to find the next target. Jinyang killed him," Duan Muchun roared in the back. He was covered with blood, half of his body was broken, and the broken black iron suit barely protected him. Jinyang turned his head and saw such a pure tragedy. Jin Yang was so scared that he rushed over and guarded him.

"Kill him," Duan Muchun roared at Jin Yang. Looking at Duan Muchun, and the half-death natural god who was hit by himself and almost lost his combat effectiveness, Jin Yang's face was full of embarrassment. Duan Muchun looked at Jin Yang and trembled his nearly broken body. At this time, the ten-foot-high giant looked very small.

"Kill him" Duanmuchun shouted feebly.

Jin Yang looked at Duan Muchun, who was seriously injured and was about to die. As soon as he gritted his teeth, the Holy Light World rushed up and smashed the seriously injured natural god.

Jinyang pulled Duanmuchun into the world of holy light, and the vibrant holy light shone on Duanmuchun, making his injury stable and no longer deteriorate. Duanmu looked at Taoist Shenghui and said, " Jinyang, your holy light world is powerful, comparable to the fairy level. Please, I want to take a break. Duanmu pure with closed eyes, the body full of scars, and the breath of life fell into the trough.

Jinyang controls the world of holy light and fights with less than 500 ice and snow giants without mercy. The world of holy light has turned into a stream of life, constantly flashing in the ice storm, and every stay takes away a fairy-level life. The life essence of countless natural gods constantly strengthens the world of holy light.

The Holy Light World has experienced the self-explosion of the primordial spirit again and again, and there is no feeling of loosening. 84,000 innate charms are constantly changing, and there is a flash of prohibition, constantly wandering and protecting in the world of holy light.

Lan fought with the Black Prison God King again. Wanzhang's divine body, shoulders can brush mountains, arms can support the sky, swallow the spirit of heaven and earth, stir up vitality in the ice storm.

The Black Prison God King incarnates a ten-foot god, with ten wings on his back. The electric light wanders around him endlessly, and the sharp silver horns stand above his head. The Black Prison God King is a rare god clan that focuses on the body, and its combat effectiveness is slightly weaker than that of Lan. A machete is impenetrable, and it is difficult to hurt him no matter how the blue bronze spear attacks.

"When you are blue again, you are old and useless. Even I, the god king who didn't know how many years were born later than you, can't win. You also want to challenge the heavenly god king of my protoss. Are you dreaming?" The black prison god king laughed.

Lan listened to the words of the Black Prison God King and ignored that the spear was faster and more powerful.

"If it's useless, it's useless, old man," the black prison god king laughed.

The Black Prison King tried his best to drag Lan again and not to give him a chance to deal with his subordinates, otherwise there would be no chance to win. Lan Youshi was secretly anxious in his heart. Suddenly, the afterglow swept to kill Jinyang in the four directions. Jinyang controlled the world of holy light and was simply an enemy.

"Jinyang, come and help, kill this guy first," Lan shouted again. Lan also closed his hand to guard against the Black Prison God King and greeted Jin Yang over.

Jinyang controlled this holy light world and was hitting the Protoss. Hearing Lan Youshi's call, he saw dozens of miles away, two heavenly giants confronting each other, one of whom was Lan Youshi. He immediately abandoned his opponent and rushed to the world of holy light.

"Senior, what do you want Jinyang to do?" Jinyang stood in the world of holy light and asked from afar.

"Contracted him, let him have a flaw, let me stab him to death with a spear." Lan laughed again and said, "Now let's see how hard you talk." The black prison god king looked down and suddenly laughed. He looked straight for a long time and shook his head and said, "I didn't expect Dao Lan to be so useless at times that he actually found a low-way scary person as a helper."

"Let's talk about it after killing you." Lan raised his spear and rushed to the Black Prison God King again. Both of them are huge and have boundless combat power. In this holy world, I don't know whether they can withstand the machete of the Black Prison God King. Jinyang's heart was horizontal, controlled the holy light world, turned into a streamer and crashed into the black prison god king. The black prison god king had long been prepared, his hand knife fell, and suddenly split the holy light world away.

The world of the holy light trembled, and the holy light shrank. 84,000 innate runes shine, with a ban, and the world of holy light is slowly stabilizing. After all, after being hit by a strong man who entered the sky for the first time, the world of light is full of cracks and is on the edge of brokenness.

Jin Yang's heart was horizontal and hit the world of the Holy Light and hit the Black Prison God King again. This time, Lan timely covered it. The Holy Light World hit the waist of the Black Prison God King and staggered the Black Prison God King. Lan took the opportunity to stab out a spear and stabbed the Black Prison God King's shoulder into a big hole.

The black prison god king cut backhand, and the uncertain world of holy light was cut in half in an instant. Eight4,000 innate rune crystals, half of which were blown up and turned into nothingness. Jinyang's dim and weak yuan god was swept by the machete of the black prison god, leaving only the will of a fist-sized yuan god. Duan Muchun was cut into two sections, and his body was unpreserving.

The Black Prison God King shouted painfully: "Don't think that only you are blue and sometimes have a helper." The Black Prison God King summoned, and an altar raised his head high, and black divine blood flowed in the altar. The divine blood sprinkled by the Black Prison God King seemed to be spiritual, and they turned into blood and flew into the altar. The altar lit up in an instant. In an instant, a mighty will came, and a mysterious force converged in the ice storm. This will is inhumane, only indifferent and rational, looking at Jin Yang and Lan Youshi.

Jin Yang was stared at by this will, and there was no reason in his heart, as if he was unprepared and naked**. All the secrets in the will of the Yuanshen are peeped away and can't be stopped at all.

Lan roared again and put away the spear. The broken sword pressed this will with the power of frozen time and space. This powerful will slowly closed its unbridled examination and carefully stared at this damaged god of war weapon.

"When did you hook up with the Black Prison King?" Lan breathed slowly and shouted loudly.

"If you know their existence, then you should know their strength. Now it's time for your death," the Black Prison King laughed.

"Don't think I'm afraid of you, I didn't expect you to betray the primitive lord." Lan looked cold again. The Black Prison God King did not answer, but urged the power to attack Lan Youshi.

In the ice storm, a mysterious force brewed, and under the mighty will, it turned into thousands of vicious curses, a horrible grimace, with extremely sinister power, rushed to Jinyang and Lan. The black gas is diffuse, and countless curses cover this storm space. The Black Prison God King hides far away and dares not approach, and has a deep fear of this force.

84,000 innate charms, less than half of them, guard Jinyang. The body of the yuan god was destroyed, the evil forces invaded, and Jinyang was in danger of adding ice to the snow.

Lanshi looked at Jinyang's situation and drove the power of the disabled sword to defend against the curse of the evil spirit together. The broken sword and the gods are almost destroyed, but the power of the god of war weapons is incomparable. The divine sword waved quickly, and the Xuanbing sword spirit that froze time and space swept around. Thousands of sword shadows stabbed out, the curse of evil spirits instantly turned into nothingness, and the evil power gradually retreated.

After the evil force subsided, Jin Yang retreated far away, with the remnants of Duanmuchun, seeking the protection of the ice warrior.

The incomplete sword, the pale sword spirit, seems to be provocative. The powerful will howled and shattered the immortals. The remnants, corpses and blood in the ice storm, regardless of the ice and snow giants and natural gods, rushed to the powerful will together.

For a moment, the red light of the ice storm faded, and the remnants of life burned under the powerful will, turning into a surging flesh and blood essence, and the remaining divine power of the natural gods to help the burning of fire.

The flesh and blood essence is thin enough to drown everything. Under the domination of the powerful will, it is slowly cast, and a powerful demon body is in the air. The vigorous blood surged like silver and mercury, and the muscles and bones of the demon's body roared and turned into bursts of thunder. The mighty will entered the main demon's body, with a ferocious face and big blood-red eyes, shooting out a bloody magic light, hitting the blue and time.

Blue was shocked again and held high the incomplete divine sword, which was strong enough to be comparable to the power of the first heavenly level. He rushed to the divine sword desperately, and a thousand-foot Xuanbing sword was condensed. The sword is sharp, rushing to the magic body and hitting the bloody magic light.

Two forces that are enough to kill the peak of the ground level with one blow are hitting and killing. Xuanbing's sword spirit is worthy of being a weapon of the God of War. Although the sword is incomplete, it is also a rare power in the world and has not survived. In the consumption, he smashed the magic light and hit the demon's body, but there was no surprise.