v2 Chapter 920： Intervene

"It seems almost ..."

Standing outside the world of the ancestor, looking up into the world, communicating with the existence within the world of the ancestor, Adil smiled on his face and muttered to himself.

As early as when he had not yet advanced to Tier 7, he had sent one of his avatars to the ancestral world.

As soon as it is now, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, the world's avatar has now been promoted to sacred, and has even reached the goal, and will soon reach the eighth level.

Such strength, even in the ancestral world, is considered extremely good.

If there is no accident, give him a period of time, he will be able to break the barriers and truly promote to the eighth order.

Such strength has already exceeded Adir's expectations, and he can accomplish the goal in his mind.

"You can start ..."

A faint voice rang in place.

Standing in place, Adil opened his mouth gently, his face calm, turned silently, and left.

Within the world of the ancestors, I felt that the figure of Adil disappeared, and the figure inside him slowly lurked, silently closing his eyes without making any noise.

At this moment, within the world of natural disasters, a battle is beginning.

After tens of thousands of years of silence, the side of the gods once again launched an offensive, and began a large-scale attack towards the side of the natural disaster world, starting a fight.

The mighty power boiled, the nothingness was disintegrated into pieces, and then slowly stirred up and down.

In all directions, the waves of power are constantly echoing, that is the fluctuation of the authority of the law, and this place is intertwined at this moment, almost turning this place into an ocean of laws.

The force of the law is intertwined continuously, and the mighty force directly hits the sky and envelopes the surrounding space.

Under the agitation of this force, the entire world of natural disasters was trembling slightly, shocked by these nearly 100 divine forces, and felt extremely horrible.

A soft sound came from all around.

In the center of the battlefield, the **** of death was cold and stern, with a black robe and a silver sword in his hand. Every breath spread all over his body and seemed to be able to destroy a small world.

He stood here, fighting with a woman in front of him as red as a fire, like a flame incarnate.

The laws of the two are imprinted at this moment, and at this moment they gradually merge into one place, where the most terrifying fighting takes place.

This is the Crimson Lord, standing at this moment in nothingness, confronting the **** of death.

The strength of the two sides was violent, and continued to oscillate here, slowly resounding, covering all the four fields.

This is the fight between the eighth order existence, if the aftermath of the battle between them spills out, it is enough to reinvent a seventh order sacred.

All around, the sacred surroundings avoided one another, subconsciously avoided the battlefield where the **** of death and the crimson lord confronted each other, and dared not get too close.

However, if you look closely at the battlefield, you can understand that the God of Death and the Crimson Lord are constantly confronting each other. The two seem to be evenly matched, but in fact the God of Death is firmly in the upper hand, always keeping the Crimson Lord under him.

There is also an eighth order, and the strength between the two is actually not much different. Even because this place is the native of the natural disaster world, it is influenced by the factors of world consciousness.

But in fact, the situation shown at the moment is quite the opposite.

The **** of death has a cold face and a deep black robe. In this battlefield, he always presses the mainstay of Crimson, and he looks extremely strong.

"His strength has increased again!"

Gently waved his hand, bounced off the long sword swayed by the **** of death, the crimson lord's face was blue, and the thought flashed in his heart.

As early as the past, when the battle had just begun, the strength of the **** of death was only comparable to her.

At that time, the strength of the two may be somewhat different, but no one can help each other, and even the Red Lord can still occupy a certain advantage under the blessing of the natural disaster world.

But as time passed slowly, after hundreds of thousands of years, this situation was completely reversed.

The power of the **** of death is getting stronger and stronger, and has gradually suppressed her, even making her a little helpless, and a feeling of powerlessness rises in her heart.

Compared with the **** of death, her strength has also improved, but it is far so horrible that she can't keep up with the speed of the **** of death's progress.

She did not understand that this was due to the blessing of the dead world.

Unlike the Crimson Lord, the **** of death is not only the king of the gods of the gods world, but also the master of the underworld, but the master of the underworld.

In these hundreds of thousands of years, the power of the world of death is also growing through the continuous plundering of the souls that occupy the world of natural disasters.

The souls drawn by Styx are, in essence, the resources of the **** of death's progress and the best element for his growth.

The Red Scarlet Lord has no such condition.

Therefore, although the conditions of the two may be equal at the beginning, as time passes, the gap will gradually widen.

The gap is not too big at the moment, but if the time is lengthened to the number of millions of years, then the gap will be extremely obvious.

Aside, not far from the battlefield where they confronted, two places were erupting.

In the other two battlefields, the King of Earth Demons confronts the endless ruler, and the God of Destruction confronts the incarnation of Scourge.

They swayed each other on their respective battlefields. With every blow down, their power was terrifying, which could make any seventh-order existence terrified.

In the world of natural disasters, there were originally three eighth-order sacred, which is certain.

It is just that except for the Crimson Lord and the Infinite Lord, the remaining sacred seems to have some kind of accident. As early as hundreds of thousands of years ago, he was separated from the world of natural disasters and went to an unknown distance.

So at this moment in the world of natural disasters, there are only two red lords and red lords.

Two eighth orders exist, and it is naturally very difficult to try to contend with the three eighth orders among the gods.

Therefore, in the past hundreds of thousands of years, the Red Lord and the Endless Lord have been on the side of the beating, all supported by local advantages.

However, this situation was eventually changed tens of thousands of years ago.

At that time, the entire world of natural disasters was turbulent, and under the support of the power of infinite natural disasters, a new eighth order sacred began to appear.

Under the witness and blessings of the Scourge World, the Scourge Incarnation was promoted to the eighth rank and became a new key combat power.

It was the emergence of the natural disaster incarnation that brought the situation back to equilibrium again.

Whether it is the world of gods or the world of natural disasters, it has three eighth-order sacred.

The two sides confront each other on the battlefield and are blocked by their respective top forces.

As for the bottom, the rest of the sacred are also constantly fighting, and it looks very good.

Although there are many sacred numbers on the side of the gods, the Scourge World relies on the local advantages, relying on the blessing of the world consciousness and layout. Although it is at a disadvantage for a while, it is also vivid with the gods.

Occasionally, you can also see ripples in the void, and the wailing of the law is generated, spreading to all directions.

This is a trace of the eruption of a divine existence.

Occasionally the gods, and occasionally the Lord of the Scourge.

However, both sides are already used to this.

For hundreds of thousands of years of life and death, both sides have long been accustomed to the sacred fall.

Even if I saw it now, there would be no sign.

After all, in the context of today's world confrontation, even if the divine decline, it will not be as serious as usual.

In the usual times, once a sacred person falls, he will inevitably face the oppression of his peers. When he returns again, he may already be poor.

Even, it is not necessarily whether they can return.

But now, this is not the case.

In the context of world confrontation, the power of world consciousness is constantly blessed, and that kind of source power is like sprinkling without money.

No matter which side of the sacred fall, under the blessing of the power of the world, it can return quickly, and it will never happen in the past.

Of course, that being said, if you want to revive a sacred person, the power it needs to consume is also extremely scary after all.

If there is too much sacred quantity to fall on one side, in the end, the world's power is greatly consumed, which is also not conducive to a long-term war situation.

This point is naturally understood by both parties, so both parties are extra careful.

In front of us, the battle continues.

As usual ~ www.novelhall.com ~ With the continuous progress of the battle, the power of the natural disaster world gradually weakened, and the original defense line was almost collapsed, and it was about to fall completely.

If there is no accident, at most hundreds of years later, I am afraid that the party of the Lord of Scourge will have to evacuate from this layer of the world and give up the world archers to the gods.

For all this, both sides knew very well that there was no slight fluctuation in their hearts.

However, at this time, there were still some accidents.

In the middle of the battlefield, the **** of death and the crimson lord are confronting each other.

They fought in the void, and each other's powers oscillated with each other. At this moment, the horrible power cut through the void, as if to destroy the entire world of natural disasters, and build a larger world on this basis.

The face of the **** of death was cold and grim, and his long sword waved in his hand, striking the inch of death light, and leaping forward.

Behind him, the phantom of the underworld gradually showed that the atmosphere unique to the big world emerged and pushed forward together.

"Come back!"

Faced with this blow, Chi Hong's face was calm, and not only did he not flinch, but instead faced up directly, and went directly to the blow.

The mighty power emerged, and this place was twisted, and even nothingness was penetrated, and a chaos appeared.

In the aftermath of this force, the figure of the **** of death slowly receded back, just want to continue to rush forward and continue to confront the Red Lord.

But at this time, an inexplicable strange feeling suddenly rose from his body.

A faint ripple ran across, and then a deadly sense of danger rose sharply.

Feeling this sensation, he turned sharply, just looking to the side, a smiling face, also wearing a black robe, wearing the light of life, was coming to him at the moment.

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