The Super Farm of Ten Thousand Worlds

Chapter 77: Lower God? Too Weak! (3/5)

Chapter 77: Lower God? Too Weak! (3/5)

This kind of battle, because of the non-disclosure agreement, the military cannot intervene, but it is still possible to provide some information.

Many gods have become serious.

Wei Wuya sneered: “Why are you afraid of the Holy See and the Dark Council?”

He glanced at Su Ze coldly, and then flew into the sky, the whole person was like a sharp sword, cutting through the sky and flying towards the sea.

Changchun said solemnly: “Everyone, I, China, will never allow the Western bastards to invade, please join me to kill the enemy!”

All the gods, following Wei Wuya, soared into the sky.

Su Ze and the Werewolf Empress looked at each other, and followed behind.

The group of passers-by who were watching and discussing saw this scene, like being struck by lightning, they entered a petrified state, and their mobile phones fell to the ground one by one.

at the same time.

China East.

The dark council and the Holy See’s divine realm came out together, and they flew to China in the “Seven-Three-Seven” book. These two giant forces have been inherited for thousands of years and have a profound background, and each has eight divine realms.

Together with the vampires and angels who descended on the earth, a total of thirty-four strong men crossed eastward and wanted to step into the land of China.

“Ok?”

“Stop!

Suddenly, in the crowd, a blond woman with a delicate body frowned and shouted.

She was originally an ordinary young woman. Because of her special physique, she was selected by the Holy See to perform some kind of sacrificial ceremony and became the carrier of the strongest among the nine angels who came this time.

Dear “Villa, do you feel it too?”

A thin old man covered in black robes flew over.

The old man’s voice was gloomy. Under the black cloak, a pair of eyes glowed with green luster. His breath, dark and evil, formed a sharp contrast with the holy light of the “Vilia” angel.

untik…

…..

They are two opposing races.

The blood race comes from the “Dark God Plane” of the seven god-tier planes, while the angels come from the “Light God Plane, two god-tier planes, fighting all the year round, but this time, I don’t know that the main god of light and the main god of darkness have reached the goal.” After some kind of agreement, he actually opened the plane channel at a huge cost, making a group of men descend on the earth.

Willia looked forward.

The endless sea and the horizon have formed a line, and sometimes seagulls fly by, which is very artistic.

Suddenly, a sword light appeared, galloping from far to near, like a hurricane, tearing this mood apart.

“What a strong swordsmanship!”

An archbishop of the Holy See stood up, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said solemnly: “This person is China’s hidden world sect, the sword sect master Wei Wuya, he is a swordsman wizard, but he did not expect that he has reached the At this level, in my holy religion, I am afraid that only the Pope can fight him.

“I’m not his opponent.”

The Pope of the Western Holy See is a humble old man.

He was tall, looked at the figure in the sword glow, and said calmly: “If three years ago, with the rod of power, I could still suppress Wei Wuya, but now, he has already understood the sword intent, the divine realm of the earth. In the middle, there is no rival, I am not his opponent.

As soon as these words came out, all the gods of the Holy See and the Dark Council were stunned.

The Pope’s strength is comparable to that of the first president of the Dark Council. He believes that he is not Wei Wuya’s opponent. Does it mean that no one in the West can match him?

“The first person in the divine realm on earth?”

The black-robed old man of the blood clan sneered: “He is reluctant, he can accompany me through a few tricks.”

Brush brush brush brush!

Behind Wei Wuya, one after another figure galloped, plus Su Ze and the werewolf empress, a total of thirty gods.

Thirty to thirty-four, first of all, in terms of the number of strong people, they fell behind.

“Ok?”

On the Chinese side, thirty gods stepped on the void and were separated from many Western powerhouses by ten miles. When they stopped, Huo Changchun gave a look and said solemnly: “Damn, the Holy See and the Dark Council have descended on eighteen powerhouses. ?”

Wei Wuya sneered and said, “When angels and blood clans come to the earth, their strength will inevitably be suppressed, and their cultivation realm is only a god realm, so why should they be afraid?”

He stepped into the void, strode out, his aura was full, surrounded by sword energy, his luck was like thunder, and he said loudly: “I am Wei Wuya, the master of the China Sword Sect, who would dare to fight me?”

He let out a long robe, automatic without wind, hunting sound, long gray hair, flying wildly, sword intent rushing into the night, but quite a bit of a powerhouse attitude.

“I’ll fight you!”

The black-robed old man of the blood clan took a step forward and opened his mouth.

The black mist around him was like wolf smoke, and the pair of black wings behind him suddenly spread out, turning into a black light, heading towards Wei Wuya at a speed nearly three times the speed of sound.

Boom!

The calm sea below, due to the influence of the two men’s aura, rolled wildly, and the waves splashed dozens of feet high.

“what?”

Wei Wuya’s face changed greatly, and he quickly displayed the strongest defensive swordsmanship of Jianzong.

puff!

A black wing, like a blade, slashed directly…

The airflow was cut like tofu.

Wei Wuya flew upside down, and flew over 3,000 meters before he stopped, he coughed up blood, the blood stained the front of his clothes, and his face was full of horror.

“The people of the blood clan just like to show off.

Angel Villa, covering her blond hair for a while, with all kinds of flair, stretched her waist, huge and full, ready to come out, and murmured: “Big BOSS, shouldn’t you be the last to appear?”

“what?!

“Wei Wuya lost?”

Can’t he stop him?”

On the China side, there are many realms of gods, all staring at each other.

Wei Wuya, who opened up Zifu three years ago, has mastered “Sword Intent” again in the past three years. He is definitely the number one person in the divine realm in China and even on earth. Moreover, his cultivation has also reached the great perfection in the realm of the divine, but he has not Think of how completely defeated.

Su Ze’s expression was indifferent, and he said lightly, “Wei Wuya’s defeat is not wrong.

“Although the black-robed blood clan’s strength is suppressed in the great perfection of the gods, his master and combat experience of the mood is not comparable to the gods on the earth, not to mention, the exercises he cultivates are far higher than Wei’s. Wuya, Wei Wuya didn’t get killed in a single move, obviously that’s why the opponent kept his hand.”

There are many gods in China, and their faces are ashen.

“Doesn’t that mean that we have only one dead end?”

Some gods have retreated.

Huo Changchun gritted his teeth and said, “What are you afraid of? The big deal is death, but I want to see how strong these Western bastards are?”

At this time, the black-robed blood clan had launched a second attack.

His speed is not faster than Wei Wuya, but there is a peculiar mystery in his achievements, which makes Wei Wuya difficult to defend.

puff!

Wei Wuya took another wing, and a bloodstain appeared on his chest.

“You are too weak…

The old man in black robe, Sen sneered, a pair of black wings spread out, and killed again.

taste!

Suddenly, a sword beam, like the bright sun, came across and knocked the black-robed old man into the air.

The black-robed old man’s expression changed as he looked into the distance.

But seeing Su Ze striding forward, he sighed: “Two-winged angel? It’s just a lower god, you are too weak.

Su Ze “!

Wei Wuya’s pupils shrank.

impossible!

Su Ze is a newcomer to the realm of the gods, but he recklessly relied on the “spaceship”. How could his strength be so strong?

Being rescued by Su Ze made him feel an indescribable sense of shame, and roared: “Su Ze, I don’t need your rescue, get out!”

puff!

Su Ze flicked his fingers, and a sword beam shot directly through Wei Wuya’s head, Su Ze said coldly, “It’s a dead end, Laozi spares your life, but dares to let me roll?”

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