The white light was pervasive, and the tall and burly Beamon Qun was completely enveloped in white light, and even the ordinary main gods couldn't see the situation inside clearly now.

Nalan Qiu saw that he was on fire, is this treating his subordinates as experiments? With a wave of his hand, he was about to stop the light healing magic of the angel clan, but suddenly heard a much quieter roar inside, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes, could this be effective? It's just that the magic strength just now was not enough?

But it was said that the people of the angel clan couldn't attack it for a long time, and their hearts were on fire, no matter what light magic broke out, anyway, as long as it wasn't a dead person, it was thrown, and it happened to throw out the magic of the two spiritual healing systems of the Spiritual Guardian and the Goddess's Blessing.

The so-called different paths to the same end, the subtlety of the phantom array is all in one phantom word, as long as the mind is empty, it can be avoided, each of these Beamon is brave and unscrupulous, and he is unsuspected, but these light magic has added a layer of protection to them.

The group of strong-willed people who were not very affected by the illusion were the first to come to their senses, and found that they were actually attacking their own clan brothers, and they hurriedly withdrew the attack.

A tragic scene happened, the sober Beamon did not attack, and the unconscious Beamon did not know that he was attacking his enemy, and in their fantasy the person he killed was the enemy, so he doubled the punch hard, and the more fortunate ones were slightly injured, and the less fortunate ones were directly shot in the head with a punch.

When Nalan Qiu saw this scene, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he shouted angrily: "Stop." ”

The domineering words fell, as if they had an extraordinary power, not like the words of the law, but they could not be disobeyed.

The surrounding holy light was blocked in the air and could not fall, and the iron fists of the Beamons were forcibly restrained.

Nalan Qiu's aura was strong, and he shot sharply, knocking out Beamon, who was still in the rag, one by one.

The pupils in Zeus's eyes shrank slightly, these Beamons may not have good individual combat power, but the combined power is absolutely terrifying, especially now that they are still in a state of rage, Nalan Qiu is so easy to make a move, and his strength is indeed higher than them.

"What do you choose to do next?" Connie, the supreme god of the Natural God Realm, asked, who would dare to go easily in such a manic place? The Beamon clan just now can almost be said to be their strongest force here, could it be that they have to use the main god consummation or the supreme god to explore the way now?

"Just now, about half of the Beamon in the Holy Light have all awakened, which means that the Holy Light is effective, either the strength of the previous Holy Light Guardian magic is not enough, or the magic is not right. Send a group of people into this place without intervals, and then use light magic to heal and work out a solution. Nalan Qiu thought and replied.

"The other part went to find another way. Hades said, all of them are supreme gods, although they can't be said to be extremely smart, but none of them are stupid, and immediately made the judgment that should be done now.

"This mountain is not small, if the efficiency is too slow to enter in batches, let's divide the area. Balk said, his gaze sweeping to the others, and they all nodded in agreement.

If they are targeting an area, the efficiency is too slow, although they don't want to take risks, but they don't want to be slow, anyway, all they lose are the lives of their subordinates.

When an agreement was reached, the Supreme Gods dispersed one after another, bringing their legions to choose their favorite areas.

However, no matter how these gods choose the area, they have to face the same phantom array, no, there is one or the other.

The flame elemental people of the Flame God Realm, although they know that the place is weird, but their innate reckless character really can't be changed, holding the psychology that all tricks in front of their fists are in vain, urging the power of the flames to the strongest, and then rushing directly over, a flame charge came.

Charging away, these flame elemental people only felt as if they had rushed out for hundreds of miles in an instant, and their hearts were slightly relieved, only to feel that they had passed the level, and they had a strong disdain for the other armies that were still wandering outside, and were about to go back to tell the situation, when suddenly the world turned.

The scenery between heaven and earth changed rapidly, and before the fire elemental people could react to what was happening, they only felt a strong burst of undead power, and then turned into a little fire and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

Necromantic Formation, Yunxiao New Creation, the strongest formation among the first batch of formations, it can only be said that these poor fire elemental people were lucky and won the lottery.

There was a scream and wail, in this phantom array, a group of people entered, and the lucky ones were just as stupid and stupid as Beamon at the beginning, and the unlucky ones attacked directly and violently, and the unlucky ones were the most unlucky, and they didn't know what they were stimulated to, so they committed suicide directly.

The various states of life, joys, sorrows, and sorrows, are all shown one by one in these phantom arrays, and self-cultivation is not self-cultivation.

Wutian watched coldly, looking at these casualties, there was still some dissatisfaction in his eyes, he disliked that the lethality was too small, if it was arranged by him, those who went in would definitely not be able to get out.

In terms of the manipulation of the demons, Wutian is probably second only to Hongjun who is one and two sides.

At this moment, a cheer of joy suddenly sounded in the distance, and Wutian looked at it in a slightly stunned manner, it was broken so quickly?

Looking at it, he found that the cheers came from the camp of the undead god realm, and it was clear at the moment that although the phantom array was powerful, the phantom array itself was not aggressive, and the offensive was the person who entered the formation itself, and this premise was that the person who entered the formation was interesting, and the undead god realm directly controlled the unconscious undead puppet to explore the way, and the phantom array was as if it did not exist.

But if it's so simple, Yunlong and they should die.

Wutian watched the next plot development with interest.

The Undead God Realm is immersed in a sea of joy at the moment, and no one in the Nine Realms has a past area, and now the Death God Realm is the first to pass, isn't this a slap in the face to the rest of the Eight Great God Realms, proving the power of the Death God Realm?

The Bone Dragon Dazun's eyes were also full of pride, and he was thinking about how to show off for a while, if these people couldn't figure out how to get over, then they could only be stunned and unconscious, and then the undead controlled the puppet to bring it over, which was equivalent to saying that if you want to live here, you can only rely on the Death God Realm.

"Boom"

The deafening thunder suddenly sounded, the sky was purple, the silver snake danced wildly, and the thunder of the thickness of a bucket suddenly fell without warning, majestic and masculine.

Thunder is the head of righteousness, the most yang and the strongest, is the nemesis of all filthy things in the world, and the undead happen to be the filth in the filth.

The smugness in the eyes of the Bone Dragon Dazun suddenly stopped there, Thunder, isn't it a curse, why is there a thunder behind it? Which bastard studies both curses and thunder, doesn't know that black and white are not separated? Anyone can cultivate both?

On the mountainside, the Xuandu Archmage suddenly had a whim, as if someone was scolding me, could it be that the power of the heavenly thunder below was not enough?

After thinking about it, the Xuandu Archmage lowered his head again and continued to arrange the formation, it has been a long time since he had arranged the formation so happily, but unfortunately there is no material, otherwise the Liangyi Dust Array can also be arranged.

At the foot of the mountain, the Nine Realms Legion used their lives to explore again and again, and then was beaten back again and again by various inexplicable attacks.

Thunder and lightning the thickness of buckets, transparent flames, bone-peeling winds, monstrous and relentless floods, invisible and untouchable attacks......

If you want to say weird, in fact, the Nine Realms are even weirder than these, but what makes them rush is that none of these elemental attacks are familiar to them, they seem to be things from another world, and they don't live in the same world anyway.

Ravaged over and over again, ruined over and over again.

The legions of the Nine Realms don't know how long it took to be in these formations, anyway, the supreme gods are getting more and more anxious, and the soldiers are getting more and more eager to cry.

Because they found that the experience of those excellent ones in the past that allowed them to dodge many attacks and increase their chances of survival was not useful here at all, but instead formed a fixed routine, so that they successfully avoided all kinds of correct choices and walked towards the road of death perfectly.

Unknown, so more terrifying.

100 miles of blood, 100 miles of road, 1000 catties of white bones and 100 catties of tears.