diskusbooks Chapter 238: Angel Prison Envoy, Battle against Insect Blade
Chapter 238: Angel Prison Envoy, Battle against Insect Blade
These feathered gods came again in a mighty force, like a surging tide, which was daunting. In front of this surging wave, the Insect King and the Insect Blade led them forward majestically. Zongheng Tianxia looked at this scene, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Another wave!" There was a little impatience in his words. After all, he had just experienced a fierce battle, and before he had time to catch his breath, new challenges came one after another.
"What a hassle." Death Eyes couldn't help but complain, a hint of helplessness flashing across his stern face. These Feather Horned Gods seemed endless, attacking their defenses again and again, making them exhausted.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the front, and the two figures in the lead were particularly eye-catching. They exuded an aura that was completely different from ordinary Feather Horned Gods. "The two ancient gods in the lead seem to be different from these Feather Horned Gods." Someone whispered. The Angel Saint nodded slightly, her beautiful face full of solemnity, and slowly explained: "Of course, they are the Insect God King and the Spirit God General. Their strength is stronger than the Feather Horned God General Qianyu Qianjiao, but they also have crystal bodies and only 60% of their combat power."
"Come on, who's afraid of who!" Zongheng Tianxia shouted with great pride. His tall body was like a towering mountain, exuding a fearless aura. Zhui Ri smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with curiosity and expectation, and whispered: "Other ancient gods? Very good!"
The Insect God King and Bukongren slowly landed with hundreds of Feather Horned Gods. Their arrival seemed to make the air of the entire battlefield heavy. The Insect God King's golden beetle body exuded a mysterious aura. He raised his head slightly, looked at the people in front of him, and slowly said: "It's been a hundred thousand years, and I'm resurrected again. The opponent is you?" There was a hint of doubt and arrogance in his tone.
Han Fenglinlin raised the knife in his hand, his eyes flashed with determination, and he said disdainfully: "A big bug?" Bukongren's eyes turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "There is a price to pay for underestimating the Insect King. Come and try my knife." Han Fenglinlin was not afraid at all, and responded loudly: "Come on!"
Bu Wen Bu Wen and the Angel King exchanged a glance, and they were in sync with each other, and instantly came to the front of the crowd. They were light and graceful, like dancing butterflies, but they exuded a strong aura. Bu Wen Bu Wen raised the Prison Shadow, and the dark atmosphere filled the surroundings; the Angel King raised the scepter, and the holy light shone brightly. They released shadows and light at the same time, like two fierce attacks, attacking the Insect King and the Unbreakable Blade.
The Insect King was not in a hurry and released a golden ball of light. The ball of light exuded a powerful force, as if it could destroy everything. The long sword in Bukongren's hand ignited a special power, and the blade light flashed, which was frightening. One person made a move, and the powerful forces collided with each other, offsetting the attacks of Buwenwuwen and the Angel Saint King.
Bu Wen Bu Wen and the Angel Saint King did not retreat at all, and stepped forward again, engaging in a fierce battle with the two ancient gods. Their figures shuttled like lightning, and each attack was powerful.
"The powerful ones were snatched away by them." Zongheng Tianxia muttered. Although he said this, his eyes were full of fighting spirit and he was ready to join the battle at any time. In order to protect his home and companions, he would never back down.
"Let's go too." Death Eyes said in a deep voice, his cold face full of determination. After that, he swung the fierce whip in his hand violently, like a black lightning across the battlefield. A Feather Horned God was caught off guard and was instantly strangled by this sudden attack.
Before the other Feather-Horned Gods could react, Death Eyes shouted again: "Break the level, use the vicious whip, and strangle!" Death Eyes was filled with powerful soul power. The vicious whip seemed to be given life, and it quickly grew larger and longer, like a ferocious python, and trapped another Feather-Horned God in the blink of an eye.
Death-eyes clenched his teeth tightly, with a determined light flashing in his eyes, and he squeezed hard, and the Feathered Horned God was instantly strangled into pieces of meat. The bloody smell filled the air.
The Feather Horned Gods finally reacted and threw their spears at Zong Heng Tian Xia. Zong Heng Tian Xia decisively blasted the Soul Fist and killed a Feather Horned God with a few punches. The other Feather Horned Gods also quickly attacked.
Zongheng Tianxia activated the Breaking Extreme without hesitation, roaring: "Breaking Extreme, Wild Soul of Heaven and Earth, Scorching Hell!" His voice echoed on the battlefield like thunder, and his soul power surged wildly. The violent soul power exploded and shattered in his body, generating a powerful force.
Zongheng Tianxia ignored the attacks of the Feather-Horned Gods and smashed them to pieces with his punch like a mad beast.
Han Fenglinlin held the silver flame and killed a Feather Horn God with one blow. The other Feather Horn Gods immediately fought back, and Han Fenglinlin was hit and injured. He immediately started the level-breaking skill and said in a deep voice: "Level-breaking, cold blade, endless realm." The powerful soul power surged, and in an instant, Han Fenglinlin's sword and the person disappeared, leaving only countless tiny ice particles flickering in the air.
The Feather Horned Gods were full of confusion. Just as they looked around, the figure of Chifeng Linlin suddenly appeared behind them. The Feather Horned Gods were extremely excited. Then, they threw their spears without hesitation and hit with the force of thunder. With a loud bang, Chifeng Linlin was smashed to pieces. The Feather Horned God said contemptuously: "He died just like that? It's very ordinary!"
However, Han Fenglin suddenly appeared again, and the silver flame instantly decomposed into millions of tiny ice particles, surrounding Han Fenglin. The feathered gods were at a loss. Han Fenglin hid his figure, like a ghost, hunting the feathered gods one by one.
Tian Kui's Tian Dou Sui Yue also showed great power on the battlefield, killing the Feather Horn God. Zhui Ri's wind and thunder power was equally powerful, galloping across the battlefield.
Other Hades generals and Protoss rebels also showed their great strengths, working together to fight against the Feather Horned God. The battlefield was in chaos, with powerful forces colliding, lights flashing, and shouts of killing shaking the sky.
The atmosphere on the battlefield was tense and solemn. Facing the majestic Insect King and the Insect Blade, the Angel Saint King showed a hint of disdain on her beautiful face. She raised her chin slightly, and her cold voice rang out in the air: "A second-rate god from 100,000 years ago is now getting tough? Humph, you really don't know what you are talking about." Her holy light flickered slightly, as if showing her majesty and arrogance.
The woman who was standing by also had a stern look on her face. Her dark aura was in stark contrast to the holy light of the Angel King. "A hundred thousand years ago, they were indeed not that powerful, but now they cannot be underestimated." Her voice was deep and powerful, full of vigilance. She stared at the Insect King and the Insect Blade, and the Prison Shadow in her hand seemed to be sensing her emotions, emitting a mysterious aura.
When the Insect King heard the words of the Angel Saint King and Bu Wen Bu Wen, the golden beetle body moved slightly and snorted coldly. "Are you two arrogant? Two light and dark angels, I feel the feeling of the top god, Nüba, from you." There was a hint of doubt and vigilance in his voice, as if he was recalling the powerful existence a hundred thousand years ago.
Bukongren's eyes were stern, and he said in a deep voice: "It seems that you are the descendants of the old goddess Nüba. Let me see your strength!" The long sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he couldn't wait to fight with the Angel Saint King and Bu Wen Wu Wen. He exuded a powerful aura that made people shudder.