"The God of the Underworld is actually a projection of the God of the Underworld!"

Looking at the phantom that became increasingly solid as the sacrifices of the underworld gods continued to dedicate their spiritual energy, Wang Ting felt a sense of amazement.

What happened today has completely subverted their previous understanding of the world. Whether it is the death legion outside the temple or the sacrifice of the God of the Underworld in the temple, each one is not something they can compete with. Now, even the projection of the God of the Underworld has arrived here in person!?

Back then, due to the arrival of the projection of the God of the Underworld, the peak legendary swordsman of the Gods Selected Swordsman Academy has the same status as Mu Yun of Koros, who paid the price of his life to repel him. In other words, even if Mu Qingshuang was in his heyday, he had the possibility of falling in the face of the God of the Underworld, not to mention that now, both of them have been weak to the limit?

"Walk!"

Without any hesitation, the royal court had already rushed out of the temple as fast as possible.

However, when he appeared at the gate of the temple, there was a man who was one step faster than him.

Mu Qingshuang.

"I said you must die!"

Mu Qingshuang's expression was a little embarrassed, and her whole body looked very weak because of the mental suppression that had resisted Raphael just now. Her face was pale, but the coldness and murderous intent in her eyes remained the same as before.

"Now, the thoughts of the God of the Underworld have arrived. Do you think, will you die first or will I die first?"

"I will solve you before the projection of the God of the Underworld."

"I'm afraid you don't have that strength now."

As Wang Ting spoke, the huge golden war puppet had already walked behind him.

“…”

Looking at the huge golden war puppet, Mu Qingshuang was silent for a moment.

“I have a suggestion.”

"explain!"

"First solve the projection of the God of the Underworld, let's decide the winner!"

Mu Qingshuang's eyes glanced at the outside of the temple.

Because of the will of the God of the Underworld, the countless creatures that had already retreated into the darkness all returned again, and kept worshiping in the direction of the temple like a pilgrimage.

However, the piousness of these secret realms is obviously far less than that of the sacrifices in the temple. The sacrifices in the temple are constantly dedicating their soul power. There is only all-out fanaticism in their expressions, and these secret realms are worshipping the God of the Underworld, if Wang Ting and others leave the temple at this time, I believe they will never mind playing the tooth sacrifice.

"good!"

After Mu Qingshuang said that, she rushed directly into the temple.

"The projection of the God of the Underworld has not yet been completely condensed. It is still time to destroy the statue. Otherwise, with the terrifying strength of the sword holy level of the God of the Underworld projection, we will only have a dead end to face!"

The royal court, who rushed into the temple, instantly locked his eyes on the huge and majestic statue of god, shouted loudly, and his body rushed towards the statue as fast as possible.

"Stop them!"

"Damn it, the great God of the Underworld!"

"Sleep into endless darkness!"

Below the statue of the God of the Underworld, only a dozen people really contributed a lot of soul power to the God of the Underworld, and more than twenty God of the Underworld were maintaining their strong combat power. Seeing the royal court, Mu Qingshuang came back and shouted one by one. The powerful spiritual fluctuations were aimed at the two of them in a mess. Mu Qingshuang, who had just broken through the spiritual scale to the seventh level, groaned and his body quickly slowed down.

"War puppet, destroy it!"

Wang Ting shouted loudly, and the powerful spiritual power was constantly ignited from the spiritual world. While issuing instructions, it also resisted the spiritual impact of the sacrificial gods and rushed directly into these sacrificial gods.

"kill!"

"call out!"

The sword light flashed, and a priest who could not dodge was killed by Wang Ting on the spot.

However, after the death of the sacrificial god of the underworld, there was no fear or anger at all. All he had was a kind of fanaticism that seemed to have gained a new life. The disintegrating mental will roared, and he actually rushed towards the statue and received the spiritual supplement of the eighth-level sacrificial god of the underworld. The phantom on the statue became more real, and the powerful divine power continued to spread from his body, making Wang Ting's entire illusion that his hands and feet were stiff and unable to move.

"We must never let the projection of the God of the Underworld come! War puppets, destroy the statue of the god!"

"Click! Click!"

The golden war puppet, who received the order of the royal court, quickly moved, and broke out a path from the defense composed of more than twenty gods and priests. The huge body instantly reached the underworld statue several times taller than him, raised its fist, and bombarded the huge statue!

"Boom!"

A huge sound came from the statue.

In terms of pure power, the Golden War Puppet is even stronger than the semi-saint-level strongman. However, this bombardment on the statue not only made the statue slightly shake for a moment, but even its huge body was backed back by the impact of the recoil force, and fire lights shone out at some joints, which were clearly a sign of damage.

"This statue of the God of the Underworld is so strong!"

Wang Ting's heart was shocked, his body leaped. The next moment, he had already soared into the air. He waved his sword, and layers of invisible power broke through the void and directly killed the statue of the God of the Underworld dozens of meters away.

"Buzz!"

A dull sound came from the statue, as if a huge force was constantly destroying inside him, but this statue was like a entity, and this power could not cause substantial damage to it.

"call!"

A sound that seemed to breathe was transmitted from the huge body of the statue.

In an instant, the pressure from the statue rose to a new peak again. Wang Ting, who had soared into the air, felt that he was hit hard by a huge force on his body, and suddenly fell to the ground. Even if he fell to the ground, his body still couldn't help but bend and almost fell to the ground.

"Human!"

"Boom!"

The two simple words seemed to have a burst of thunder sounded in the temple, and kept echoing in this huge and empty temple.

Divine sound!

This is the divine sound!

The voice of the God of the Underworld.

Even if there is only one sound, the deceptive power contained on it is no less than the spiritual secret technique of a ninth-level spiritual power. Any spiritual power with a spiritual scale below the seventh-level spiritual power may not help but lose all resistance when hearing this sound and worship the statue.

This projection...

It is definitely more powerful than the one that Colos and others encountered!

"The great God of the Underworld..."

"Your Majesty the God of the Underworld. Your will is our will. Your humble servant worships you."

"Being able to listen to the sound of the gods is the greatest gift from the great God of the Underworld to us servants!"

And the dozen or so gods who were originally stopping the royal court gave up their opponents one by one, knelt down and bowed down with all their bodies. They kept singing praises to the statue of the god of the underworld.

"strength……"

The two words were conveyed from the statue again. At the same time, the phantom shrouded on the statue seemed to shift its gaze, and its gaze instantly fell on one of the saints of the Nether God. The next moment, the soul of the saint of the Nether God seemed to be stripped out of the body and condensed directly into the saint of the Nether God...

"Returning to Your Majesty's embrace is our lifelong pursuit!"

Seeing a sacrificial god sacrifice being swallowed by the shadow of the sacrificial god, these sacrificial god sacrifices became even more furious. In addition to the sacrificial god sacrifices that originally offered sacrifices, almost all the sacrificial god sacrifices closed their eyes, contributed their souls to their fullest, and showed their piety. One by one, it was like crazy...

"We cannot let the projection of the God of the Underworld come completely!"

Wang Ting shouted loudly, and Mu Qingshuang's figure had rushed out again, resisting the mighty divine power of the projection of the God of the Underworld, and flashing with the Xuanyou Sword. Three priests of the God of the Underworld, who had no resistance, were quickly cut off their heads by her...

It's just. It's useless.

Even if these priests of the God of the Underworld were dead, they were useless. Their soul power was still like a moth to the fire, constantly attracted by the shadow of the God of the Underworld and devoted to his body, making his body more and more solid. In a vague way, the royal court could already see the appearance and outline of this great existence.

"Destroy! Destroy! Be sure to destroy that statue of God! You will destroy the statue of God, and I will restrain the God of the Underworld!"

Wang Ting let out a long roar, rushed straight to the bottom of the statue of the God of the Underworld. The next moment, a powerful devouring force suddenly burst out from him, like a vortex and a black hole, devouring all the power contributed by the God of the Underworld after his death!

"The Demon Tempering Divine Technique, Fully absorbed!"

"Um!"

The projection of the Dark God, which was absorbing the energy of the Dark God's sacrifice, turned its head and fell on the Wangting in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, Wang Ting had the illusion that his entire soul would be seen through. His inverted gaze was like a sharp sword that cut through the sky and the false, pierced through his body, pierced through his soul, and pierced his soul into the endless abyss.

"Humanity, I give you a chance to become a chess piece for me..."

"The evil thoughts fade away!"

Before the projection of the God of the Underworld had finished speaking, Wang Ting's spiritual world was already burning violently and boiling. At this moment, all the energy and spirit condensed into an extremely powerful spiritual sword. Through the mystery of the sword technique, it suddenly burst out from his eyes, and actually looked directly at the gaze of the God of the Underworld!

Look directly!

Looking straight to the front!

Looking straight at the projection of the God of the Underworld!

While looking at the gaze of the projection of the God of the Underworld, Wang Ting could clearly sense that his spiritual world seemed to be held by a huge invisible giant hand, and he used force little by little, and he squeezed it into pieces little by little. The longer he looked at the shadow of the God of the Underworld, the faster the spiritual world would collapse!

but……

He had no intention of retreating at all.

Witness!

Witness the phantom of the God of the Underworld!

This is exactly his purpose to come to the Secret Realm of the Underworld. His purpose is so close to you, how could he give up halfway!?

The vast divine power, mixed with deafening sounds, echoed in the huge temple again.

"Humanity, I see the unyielding fighting spirit in your eyes... But many times, only fighting spirit is useless..."

"Bang!"

Before the projection of the God of Netherworld had finished speaking, a huge sound of gold and iron suddenly rang in the center of the temple!

Under the feet of the statue, Mu Qingshuang's Xuanyou, the sword containing all its strength, had already slashed to the statue of the God of the Underworld. The mystery that was better than the royal court's understanding of the power of the broken void suddenly made a crack visible to the naked eye at the place where the statue of the God of the Underworld was slashed by the sword body...

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(I’ve come down from the monthly ticket list, and I’ll recover my vitality today. In fact, Chengfeng just writes directly. There are very few people who keep the manuscripts, but there are only one or two chapters!)
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