"Hahaha, it's not time to get it."

The God of Harvest laughed proudly. The battle won beautifully. He destroyed the Poetry and Music Cult without paying any price. The music Cult had long been destroyed. He had just cleaned up two sects at once. It can be said that he had won the victory. Thinking of the treasures that were about to be obtained, the God of Harvest also shone with his eyes.

"The God of Harvest is wise!"

The gods cheered and praised the God of Harvest.

The God of Harvest waved his hand and said, "Okay, put away all the treasures of heaven and earth, and we will distribute them slowly. Remember, you must keep the things that have happened these days secretly, and don't spread them."

"knew!"

The gods answered in unison, then went to clean the battlefield, put all the things in the space ring, and presented them to the Harvest God by the trusted Wood God.

The Wood God said, "Master, everything is here, look at it."

"Um."

The God of Harvest nodded and wanted to take it, but suddenly, a huge change occurred in the world.

Bang bang bang bang!

There was only a burst of explosions, and countless super combat skills exploded around, fog was rising, covering the sky and the sun. In addition, countless ferocious divine beasts rushed over like tides, and the roar from the divine beast's throat alarmed the world.

"What's going on!"

"How come there are so many divine beasts?"

The group of people from the God of Harvest was shocked. They were still calm just now, but why did so many divine beasts suddenly run out?

"This is a illusion, please be careful and lean against me!"

The God of Harvest saw the clues and shouted loudly, trying to get people to gather around him, but the surroundings were full of fog and chaos, and he could not see the existence of others.

"Illusion? Who can create such a real illusion? How powerful should this control skill be!"

The gods were unbelievable. The divine beasts in front of them were extremely realistic. They could even see the light reflected from their pupils. Who could create such a real illusion?

"It must be the Holy Heavenly Immortal! Damn, we encountered an ambush. The control skills of this Holy Heavenly Immortal are very powerful!"

Fengcheng cursed with a ruthless swearing, and then shouted: "Listen to me, and activate the strong wind with all my strength to destroy these illusions."

When the gods heard the words of the God of Harvest, they calmed down and attacked with all their might, trying to destroy the illusion in front of them.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a scream sounded from the illusion fog.

"What's wrong?"

The God of Harvest was anxious and a nervous sweat broke out on his forehead.

No one answered him. Now everyone is surrounded by illusion fog and cannot see the appearance of others. Now the gods can only protect themselves. They bombarded with all their strength, and the fog and illusions around them gradually dissipated. After all the fog dissipated, the gods saw a corpse, which turned out to be the heart-bearing wood god of the God of Harvest!

The space rings with a pile of spoils on the Wood God's hand were gone. The gods looked into the distance and saw a person holding the space ring of Wood God!

The gods were shocked. There was no doubt that this man came to seize the treasure. Now the treasures of both the music and poetry schools have all fallen into his hands.

The God of Harvest was sweating all over. He thought he could reap the benefits of the fisherman, but he didn't expect that someone would take away his spoils. It was like a mantis stalking the cicada oriole behind him.

"Wang Mom, it's you!"

The God of Harvest calms down and sees the appearance of the visitor clearly. It is Wang Mo.

As soon as he saw Wang Stupid, he was almost crazy. Unexpectedly, the person who put them on was Wang Stupid.

"Hahaha, yes, it's me."

Wang Mo laughed. Now he has snatched the rings, which are filled with treasures from music and poetry. He has made a fortune today.

Fortunately, his control skills have been greatly improved recently, so when he just used the illusion, he easily trapped the God of Farm and others, giving him the opportunity to take action and took the thing over in one fell swoop.

"Bastard, give me the stuff back!"

The God of Harvest was furious and waved at the gods under his command, shouting: "Give me all of them and kill him!"

"yes!"

The gods were also filled with righteous indignation. The ducks that flew away from their mouths, how could they not be angry?

At that moment, fourteen people attacked together and killed Wang Mo.

"Hahaha……"

Wang Mo laughed, but he didn't bother with the God of Harvest. He took a big immortal step, then sacrificed his sickle and stood up against the artifact.

Hissing!

But a golden light flashed out and rose from Wang Mo's feet. It turned out that Wang Mo's urged the golden iron boots to speed up.

As soon as he speeds up, the distance will widen. If they want to catch up with him, it will be difficult to climb to heaven.

"Dog bastard, stop me!"

Fengcheng shouted in a panic, but he just couldn't catch up with Wang Mo.

Wang Fan laughed and said, "Don't waste your energy. You can just ask me to stop, but you have to promise me a condition."

"What conditions, say it quickly!"

The gods urged Wang Mo together.

Wang Fan stared at the God of Harvest and said, "God of Harvest, call the others behind, I want to fight with you alone, don't let them get in the way."

"What?"

The God of Farming was stunned for a moment, and the others were also stunned. They couldn't believe their ears, and they thought they had heard it wrong.

Is Wang Mo looking for death? He wants to fight alone with the God of Harvest alone, which is simply a desperate situation.

"Wang Fan, are you serious? Do you really want to fight with me alone?" The God of Fengshou still didn't believe it.

Wang Ba said with a smile: "Hahaha, of course it's true. I'm going to fight with you alone. I've wanted to kill you for a long time!"

The God of Harvest was furious when he heard this and said, "You want to kill me too? Haha, okay, the grudge between us is time to resolve. If you can kill me, that is your power!"

After a pause, the God of Harvest glanced at his subordinates and said, "You all retreated. I fought alone with this kid. You are not allowed to get close until the winner is decided!"

The gods looked at each other, and some wanted to persuade the God of Harvest. After all, Wang Mo actually directly proposed to fight alone, and there must be something strange about it. However, out of faith in the God of Harvest, the gods finally said nothing, and retreated to the rear, giving up a vast space to fight Wang Mo and the God of Harvest.

Seeing that although the others had retreated, they were not far away, Wang Fan said, "Tell them to stay away."

The God of Harvest gritted his teeth, turned his head and shouted at the gods: "Get away again!"

Now he just wants to start a war with Wang Mo immediately and ask his subordinates to stay away, so he doesn't worry. He doesn't need them to save him anyway.

When the gods heard the command of the God of Harvest, they had to stay away.

Wang Mo nodded. Now the distance is widening, and it is not so easy for others to rush over to rescue.

Wang St said, "Wang St, you are satisfied, let's do it!"

"good!"

Wang Mo shouted fiercely, and suddenly attacked and attacked the God of Harvest.

"Hey, boy, do you want to attack?"

The God of Harvest smiled coldly, but instantly reacted, flashed, and directly avoided it.

Wang Mo was stunned. The speed of the God of Harvest was very fast and disappeared in front of him.

"Hehe, boy, behind you!"

The sneer of the God of Harvest came from behind Wang Mo.

When Wang Mo turned around, he saw the palm of the God of Harvest slapped out and attacked him frantically.

Rumble!

The God of Harvest attack was like thunder. Although he only had one one arm now, the energy in the one arm was as powerful as a mountain torrent. The magnificent energy condensed into a light blade and slashed at Wang Mo fiercely.

"What a powerful energy!"

Wang St's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly pulled away and dodged. He looked a little embarrassed and didn't even have the means to counterattack.

The gods under the God of Harvest were watching from a distance, and immediately cheered and said, "Your Majesty will kill this kid. At that time, it will be a great achievement to dedicate his head to the God of Creation!"

The gods were thinking about waiting for the God of Harvest to kill Wang Fan and make great contributions, and they could also benefit from it together.

Someone said, "If the Lord can make such great achievements, the Creator God will definitely have a reward. At that time, the Lord's status in the religious flow headquarters will be improved. Hahaha, the throne of the ninth ancestor god will naturally be the Lord!"

"Shut up! Do you dare to say such a ruthless word?"

The God of Fengshou turned around and glared at the man. He knew that the method of the ancestor Kun was very ruthless. He had not yet gained a foothold. If he was used by the god Kun was behind the scenes, he would not know how he died.

When the gods heard the words of the God of Harvest, they naturally did not dare to say nonsense, but everyone knew it well that the God of Harvest must have wanted to be the ancestor god.

The God of Harvest ignored them anymore and instead focused his whole heart on the battle. Now, only by solving Wang Mo's defeat can one be called a meritorious service. If even Wang Mo can't kill him, everything will be false.

He bombarded Wang Mo backed up step by step. The battle seemed to be the one who was sure to win. The more Wang Mo got behind, the more he was unable to do so, and he probably couldn't hold on soon.

"Hahaha, Wang Stupid, even with your strength, you dare to fight me. It's simply a matter of death!"

The God of Harvest laughed proudly. He knew that Wang Fan was dead and could not escape even if he wanted to escape.
To be continued...