Chapter 200: The New and Old Civil War
Chapter 200: The New and Old Civil War
Holy King Xuanfeng said quickly: "Angel, calm down."
Saint King Blue Moon also said: "I am usually very rude, but I am very polite in front of the Saint King of Angels."
The Angel Saint King shook his head slightly and said, "It's hard to say."
Tianwu Saint King said in a deep voice: "Let's carry out the mission." After that, he rushed towards the Hades City. His figure was like a meteor, cutting through the sky with an indomitable momentum.
The Holy King Tianwu has always been a strong man among the gods. He executes the orders of the God's Eye very resolutely. At this moment, he has only one belief in his heart, that is to fight for the glory of the gods, defeat the underworld, and prove his own strength.
Powerful divine power emanated from his body, and every step he took seemed to make the air tremble. His powerful aura could not be ignored.
The other Holy Kings immediately followed. A strange light emanated from the body of the White Lotus Holy King. His eyes were cold and firm, and a strange undead aura flashed in his hands. He was ready to unleash his dark power in battle.
The eyes of Saint King Purple Sun revealed pride and confidence, and he was fully confident of winning this battle.
The burly body of Saint King Tiankui was like a moving mountain. Every step he took in the sky could cause the ground to shake slightly. His power was as strong as that of Mother Earth, making people afraid.
The Sun-Chasing Saint King had eyes as sharp as an eagle as he kept observing the situation around him.
On the Sea of Divine Origin, the God's Eye looked at the scene below and laughed, "This is not the main course. The ancient dragon will descend soon."
Xin Yuekui quickly complimented, "The leader of the Divine Eyes tribe is wise."
God's Eyes raised his chin slightly and said, "Intelligent? Of course. However, awakening the ancient dragon also depends on you!"
Xin Yuekui pretended to be willing and said, "I am willing to serve the leader of the Divine Eye Clan!"
However, deep in her eyes, there was a hint of subtle doubt and uneasiness.
Outside the Hades City, a chilling shadow was surging on the horizon. Five hundred Feathered Horned Gods, led by Qianyu and Qianjiao, were approaching the Hades City like a raging dark cloud. Their white wings flashed a cold light under the sunlight, and the sharp horns on their heads were like sharp blades, ready to pierce through any obstacles at any time.
Wang Hun, Wu Geng and twenty generals of the Hades led the elite warriors of the Hades to stand in battle formation. Their figures stood like an indestructible fortress on the city wall. On the city wall, fifty heavy crossbows exuded a chilling atmosphere, like silent giant beasts, ready to roar at any time. Thousands of archers lined up neatly, with bowstrings taut and arrows on the strings, waiting for the order.
Wang Hun stared at the approaching Feather Horn God army with a sharp gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Attack!"
In an instant, countless sharp arrows shot towards the Feather Horn God in the distance like a rainstorm. The feather arrows whizzed through the air with a fierce momentum, as if they were going to tear the entire sky apart.
The Feather Horned Gods were already prepared. Qianyu held the spear in his hand, frowned slightly, and said coldly: "They are already prepared, but it doesn't matter. Defense!"
Following his order, the Feather Horned Gods quickly gathered their divine power, and countless brilliant lights shone up, forming solid shields. The sharp arrows hit the shields, making crisp sounds, but they were all blocked.
"Nothing more than that. I don't know how the first wave died." Qianjiao said with disdain, holding a giant hammer. A scornful smile appeared on his rough face, as if the Hades warriors in front of him were just a group of vulnerable ants.
"Charge, kill all these stupid Hades people!" Qianyu shouted angrily and waved the spear in his hand, pointing it at the Hades city.
Five hundred feather-horned gods, holding spears in their hands, rushed towards the Hades City like a surging tide. Their figures left white traces in the air, as fast as lightning.
"Very powerful, I underestimated you." Wang Hun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
"Now, what should we do?" Wu Geng frowned and looked at Wang Hun.
"There is no other way. Everyone, meet the enemy!" Wang Hun shouted, holding the Day and Night Soul Sword, and attacked the Feather Horned God like lightning. The sword flashed with a mysterious light, as if it contained endless power.
Wu Geng did not hesitate to summon the Underworld Cannon, the muzzle gleaming with brilliant light, and fired towards the Feather Horn God's army. The powerful impact caused the air to vibrate.
Other Hades generals and soldiers also rushed forward bravely, waving their weapons and shouting as they charged at the enemy. The Taotie at the door also opened its mouth, showing its sharp teeth, roaring, and joined the battle.
Wang Hun held the Day and Night Soul Sword, and the sword was extremely sharp. A flash of cold light passed by, and a Feather Horn God was killed instantly. However, soon, ten Feather Horn Gods surrounded him.
At this time, the Saint Kings also joined the battle. Saint King Blue Moon came to the King Soul like a ghost, pushed the Feather Horn God away, and sneered: "Boy, long time no see, hehehe."
Wang Hun's eyes shone, and he said in a deep voice: "Lan Yue, why, you are so arrogant now that you have been resurrected and strengthened by the Divine Eye?"
"That's right, kid, I died in your hands once, I want to take revenge on you!" There were flames of anger flashing in the eyes of the Blue Moon Saint King, and powerful fluctuations of divine power emanated from his body.
At this time, the voice of Saint Purple Sun appeared. He also pushed the Feather Horn God away and walked slowly over: "That's right, this time, I will join forces with my brother to kill you!"
"He just wants to see what strength you have!" Wang Hun's face was full of disdain, and the Day and Night Soul Sword in his hand shook slightly, making a crisp sword sound.
“Boy, look at how powerful I am!” The Blue Moon Saint King tried to condense his divine power, and the air around him seemed to be distorted by his divine power.
"Hey, hey, hey, this kid is our target." Qianjiao walked over with a huge hammer and said dissatisfiedly.
"No, this kid killed me, I want revenge." Saint King Blue Moon glared at Qianjiao.
"That only proves that you are incompetent." Qianjiao sneered, his tall body exuding a strong sense of oppression.
"What did you say?" Saint Blue Moon's eyes widened as he roared angrily. The sound was like thunder, filled with endless anger.
"I say, you are incompetent!" Qianjiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer. His tall body exuded a strong sense of oppression, and his eyes were full of contempt.
"What the hell did you say!" Saint King Blue Moon repeated again, the anger in his voice seemed to be able to burn the entire space.
Qianjiao sneered, "Idiot, you new gods are all trash... Ugh." Before he could finish his words, Saint King Blue Moon attacked instantly and punched him hard in the face. The punch was so powerful, with a powerful divine power fluctuation, that it seemed that it could smash a mountain into pieces.
Qianjiao stumbled back a few steps after being hit by this sudden punch, with an angry look on his face. He tightly grasped the giant hammer in his hand, and the veins on his arm bulged like angry dragons. Then, he roared, swung the giant hammer and angrily smashed it towards the Blue Moon Saint King.
The giant hammer made a whistling sound, and the air seemed to be torn apart wherever it passed. Seeing this, Saint King Blue Moon's eyes became stern, and he quickly activated the power of the colorless realm. In an instant, a mysterious power enveloped his whole body, and the surrounding space seemed to be solidified. Then, he summoned the Dark Scorpion Armor, which instantly wrapped around his body like a black steel torrent, exuding a cold breath.
The Blue Moon Saint King was wearing the Dark Scorpion Armor, like a god of war from hell. He faced Qianjiao fearlessly and fought fiercely with him.
The fluctuations of divine power spread out in all directions like surging waves. Their figures moved rapidly on the battlefield, sometimes leaping high, sometimes diving rapidly, raising dust and devastation wherever they went.
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