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As he was talking, the holy king on the opposite side was too lazy to grind his mouth, and directly raised the red and black ancient weapon in his hand, like a natural obsidian battle axe, which was deeply embedded with red and shiny lines like lava, as if there was a scorching flame about to erupt, and it was like a red blood shock: "Today, I will use this treasure handed down by our ancestors to cut off your dog's head and rip off your wolf's heart."

Like a natural stone axe, streams of light have risen from the axe, showing that this is also an extraordinary artifact made of obsidian, the axe handle and the axe surface, the reflective crystals are like a magic mirror to show a vague figure - this is the power of the ancestors and the leaders of the various tribes after their deaths and the blessings of their heroic spirits

The holy king who had been blessed by his ancestors instantly had green eyes and a bright glow, and his whole body was already at the peak of his combat power When he stepped step by step with a molten black axe, he changed to the opposite chief with a grim laugh: "Ancestors, who do you want to help?"

In an instant, a cold current suddenly rose from his body, like a ghost soaring and his momentum soaring: "It's this bastard and his dog dad who ruined the tradition of the tribal alliance, is this the ending you want to see." At this moment, a strong message rushed out of his body and rushed into the axe in the hand of the divine king opposite, and the residual consciousness of the ancestors in the crystals was suddenly invisibly sensed, and he suddenly understood the rights and wrongs of so many years, and they were disturbed. All of them were shaking, some were shaking, as if they couldn't pay attention, and some had suddenly turned into a hideous image, and the high blessing that had penetrated into the body of the Divine King suddenly turned into a fierce curse, as if the sword was completely slashing left and right in the body, unscrupulous

"Huh?" The green flame in the eyes of the Divine King was instantly lost, leaving only a look of intense pain: "How~~~How could it be~~~" The old elector of the mountain giant next to him was the first to understand: "He, he has a ghost possession on his body" As he spoke, he raised his hand and prepared to release the 'High Dissolving Magic' to suppress the 'ghost' floating on the traitor chief opposite.

"It's the Heroic Spirit. Elder Kologa, who had turned back into the form of a sub-giant and watched the battle, said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that the chief also had a heroic spirit attached to him, looking at the spiritual power~~~~ It is very powerful." What the hell is the origin?" He quickly blessed himself with a 'secret vision' and took a closer look: "Ah, is it you?"

"Who?" Everyone was curious: "Do you know?" Seeing Elder Kologa, he suddenly sighed with emotion: "Know~~~Know~~~ I thought he would return to the earth, but I didn't expect it~~~ He~~~ actually became a heroic spirit." Hehehehe~~~~ Of course he is qualified to become a heroic spirit, but I think too much. He is the patriarch of the Anti-Wind clan who was killed by the old king."

"Huh?" Next to him, Lelin was a little surprised: "Didn't you say that he was an arrogant and lawless person? He could also become a heroic spirit who was truly loved by all people?" But he saw Elder Kologa frowning and said, "Who said he was an arrogant and lawless person? He was the most gentlemanly and noble man I have ever seen, and he led his tribe and the surrounding tribes to dare to go to the big goblins, exterminate the gnolls, and fight for a place to live." He established good tribal decrees so that both the clan and those around him lived in justice. He also traveled around to alleviate the plight of the tribe who lacked medical care and medicine, and studied some herbology with me. He learns very quickly, and some of his skills surpass me. It was only later that the old king of this kingdom wanted to abolish the tribes and establish a kingdom and annex the tribes. He argued for the sake of keeping the tradition alive. As a result, the old king was late for the meeting. In the name of lawlessness, he was killed alive. I thought this was the case. I didn't expect to see you again today~~~~~ Alas~~~~"

But I saw that the spiritual light on the body of the rebellious chief in the field was displayed, and the hazy light really conjured up a vague burly heroic state. There were bursts of strange sounds of crying or cheering around the body, showing a small ghostly whirlwind of light and shadow out of thin air, as if the unjustly killed people were telling their suffering and unwilling to let the stone axe in the hand of the holy king on the opposite side burst out with a strange muffled sound, as if the heroic spirits in the inner were furious, and the vicious curse connected by the blood in the king's body was violently launched, and his steps were weak, and he was a little unstable: "It's all ~~~~ Don't skip words."

"Of course you have to be opposed" The possessed chieftain on the opposite side took out a shuttle-shaped natural sharp metal block and slashed it at his chest, using his own blood and pain to stimulate this piece of metal, making it swell ~~~ and turn into a super-large Moffett element, like a mad steel puppet killing the old elector and other paladins. And he himself swung his hammer and smashed it at the holy king who was in severe pain: "You and your dog's father's sins are too much to write, how can the ancestors and ancestors keep you?

Ping Pong~~~ In a fierce clash of gold and iron, and a tragic cry of killing, several mountain giant holy warriors desperately defended their faltering king, and the metal morphite element that was refined with the lives of thousands of people also flew with the golden needles of the old elect battle, and the flames flew everywhere. Suddenly, the room was turbulent, and light and shadow were flying

The Divine King, who was in severe pain and was like a knife twisting up and down, wanted to throw down the obsidian battle axe in his hand in a cold sweat: "Lie~~~ Ancestor Liezong~~~ Hmph, I don't want you to leave me~~~I~~~ I??" He couldn't open his palm, I couldn't shake off the axe in my hand, and the curse power that kept pouring in on the axe had eroded my hand and half of my forearm, making it difficult for the whole muscle to control what's worse, some of these ancestors and ancestors were their direct ancestors, and the information of their bloodlines was so similar that they could use the curse power to erode into their bones and nerves, faintly disturbing their minds, so that they who had never hallucinated heard the sound of ghosts crying wolf's howl. Even if he shoots the will, tenacity, etc., it is difficult to eliminate who let him accidentally lure the wolf into the house and be the first to be recruited, just like the virus has been multiplying wildly in the body, and it will be difficult to get rid of it.

"ancestors, what do you think you are?" The Divine King's angry green face turned red: "What about the ancestors? What about traditions? You have all become the ashes of history, and your ideals and preferences have long been the ashes of history, do you think I will be reluctant to let you go? I can't achieve great things without you? Without you, we would have been able to forge our own path."

"Then you're dead," the Amethyst sledgehammer slammed into the helmet and skull of a paladin, and met the red obsidian axe in mid-air with a splash of blood. After copying it in his hand, the Heroic Spirit on the axe and the soul of the Hammer Central Clan suddenly merged into one, and it poured into the body of the rebel chieftain, making him and the Heroic Spirit of the Patriarch of the Wind Resistance Clan in his body soar together, like a real dragon descending into the world, unstoppable: "Send you on your way"

'Poof~~~' A burst of green blood flew, and the holy king who hurriedly raised his arm to block was still chopped off, and his waist and abdomen pulled out a long and terrifying crack, and he could almost see the internal organs inside He rolled to the ground, and when his life was hanging by a thread, fortunately, the old voter next to him was hit hard by the enemy, and forcibly sent a 'regeneration technique' to heal the wound, and only then did he get rid of the power of life. However, the curse in his body had not yet dissipated, and when his whole body was still inflexible, he was hit by the amethyst hammer of the other party in the ribs, and suddenly a mouthful of green blood spurted out of the 'poof~~~', and finally rolled to the ground.

The surrounding holy warriors and priests swarmed up, and the sword and axe magic were used in a row, desperately trying to save their king. But when the sword touched the ghostly red artifact battle axe, it suddenly snapped 'dang~~~', and when the magic hit his metal armor, it dissipated most of it 'dong~~~', and it was useless; even the old voter who was chased by the Moffett element not far away, and a pure gold bull that was hurriedly put over was smashed back to the statue state by someone with a hammer 'splitting'. For a time, the axe flew up and down like a violent wind, and the hammer shook the enemy left and right like thunder. In the jingle bell, he flew out of the battle group like an ape, and smashed the fierce stride of the meteor towards the holy king who was struggling to get up: "You also have a day haha~~~ha~~Ah?"

The Divine King was suddenly covered by a large sturdy spider web that flew over, and pulled up ~~~~, and flew out of the door, and a strange figure that looked like a super-large spider shook at the door, which made people's hearts chill and slow down: Could it be that the monster in the giant's ruins has woken up?

"What a monster" Grimm looked at his front paws of a pair of carapaces, or a pair of forelimbs of demon hunting spiders, and his eight big eyes were full of tears: "It's okay to get me an 'acceleration technique', why did you make me like this?"

"Because~~~~" Dong Haozi, who was covered in a swarthy carapace and looked like a crypt spider warlock, glanced at him with four glowing 'black glass' eyes: "I'm about to release cobwebs." You're slow and inflexible, and of course you're going to become a spider," he said, as he continued to run with the crowd, and threw a large net behind him with his long knotted hand, even blocking the passageway. It seems to turn the neat ruins of the good end into a gloomy castle full of cobwebs.

"Don't you skip words if these things block it? The only thorn-tailed lynx that didn't turn into a spider said in wonder as he ran: "The weapons in their hands are all first-class high-quality products, and cutting stones is like cutting paper," and Dong Hezi, who put the blood-vomiting king on his back and began to use a small bottle to catch emerald blood, replied: "I use 'steel cobwebs', which are actually several times harder than steel, and the sticky cobwebs up and down drag them down, enough for us to distance ourselves." ”

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