"Buzz-"
At the top of the gray-white pyramid, countless transparent and invisible ripples spread out in all directions.
This is the aftermath of a pure mental collision, and it has little impact on reality.
But in the eyes of the few remaining living people in the field, their five senses were directly distorted.
They looked towards the top of the pyramid.
Nothing could be seen, just a blur.
"Um?"
Lu Yuan was a little surprised by the result of his giant sword attack.
In his field of vision, what he saw was the golden giant sword on the door panel, which was condensed with his spiritual power, and the blade was hovering over the top of the gray-white pyramid.
Against an invisible force of mottled colors.
This mottled invisible force enveloped the man in black robes at the top of the gray-white pyramid, like a huge barrier. Lu Yuan tried several times, but the giant sword and divine weapon could not penetrate it.
Now there are two people left on the field.
The mental power fluctuation revealed by the black-robed man in the Pantheon is only seven levels.
The man standing next to him wearing a platinum mask was slightly stronger and had reached the eighth level.
This is also the reason why Lu Yuan feels that the combat power of the eighth level peak is enough.
But now it seems.
The other party seemed not as simple as he imagined.
"call--"
Lu Yuan let out a breath, and the giant sword divine weapon disappeared, then reappeared.
Surging spiritual power surged out, and the golden giant sword the size of a door panel suddenly split into two.
After the [Magic Weapon] is upgraded to lv2, the number of spiritual weapons that Lu Yuan can condense every time it is activated has also been increased.
The two huge golden swords on the door panel suddenly disappeared as his thoughts turned.
Two twisted masses of light flashed and disappeared in the void.
"boom!"
The invisible ripple hurricane erupted at the top of the gray-white pyramid, and the Eleventh Throne wearing a platinum mask moved back with an expression of emotion.
The black-robed man in the Pantheon remained motionless, but the black crystal ball in his hand suddenly burst into unparalleled mottled brilliance. The black robe on his body seemed to be blown wildly by the wind, making a hunting sound, and the robe clung to his body. .
The sparkle in Lu Yuan's eyes kept flashing.
Every flash of light represents an attack by two giant swords and divine weapons on the black-robed man in the Pantheon.
There were waves in the sky at the top of the gray-white pyramid, and the terrifying aftermath of the collision of mental powers caused a phenomenon of rapid alternation of light and darkness, as if someone was constantly flipping a switch in this world.
In the blurred intertwining of illusion and reality, unspeakable horrors and murderous intentions keep popping up.
After several attempts, Lu Yuan was still unable to break through the mottled barrier of the black-robed man's body.
He could feel that the power of this barrier seemed to come from many different evil gods' wills.
This phenomenon is very strange.
It's like a person wearing a lot of amulets, such as Buddhist amulets, crosses, Taoist amulets, etc., but they all work.
Think of the name of the organization Pantheon.
Lu Yuan began to have more and more intense curiosity about it.
"Most of the different evil sects are in conflict with each other, and there are even fundamental contradictions and conflicts between the teachings of many evil sects."
It is simply incredible that one person can sense the will of so many different ancient gods at the same time and still get along harmoniously with each other.
"Buzz!"
Lu Yuan's thoughts turned around in his mind and he pointed a finger casually.
The two giant swords in the void suddenly gave up on the black-robed man in the Pantheon at the top of the gray-white pyramid, and instead slashed at another blond man wearing a platinum mask.
"ah!"
The giant sword divine weapon slashed down with one shot.
The Eleventh Throne, which had retreated to the edge of the top of the pyramid, roared, and its blond hair like a lion's mane exploded.
The platinum light on the body bloomed, and then there was only a crisp "click" sound.
The platinum mask on his face had a clearly visible crack.
Under the mask, the eyes that were originally just moved were now filled with deep uncertainty.
The Eleventh Throne retreated wildly and directly exited the battlefield.
He seemed to want to say something more, but his eyes caught sight of the black-robed man from the Pantheon who had been hiding, and he swallowed the words that came to his lips.
He looked at the two of them coldly, but his fear of Lu Yuan was obviously much stronger.
"Can't you kill this one?!"
Lu Yuan couldn't help but frown when he saw the blond man jumping around.
The platinum mask on his face blocked the attack of the giant sword divine weapon.
[Magic Weapon] This skill is overbearing, but when faced with an opponent with mental protection means, it is not as invincible as imagined.
After all, it is just an ordinary professional skill, not a core skill, nor is it a first-rate killer skill.
In fact, Lu Yuan felt that if he fired a few more [Magic Weapon] shots at the blond man, he might be able to successfully break through the opponent's mental protection.
But the blond man's outburst just now made him feel the aura of Mosaicism in him.
Mosa
Thinking of the [Spear Bearer (Extraordinary)] panel that I urgently need to improve, and the other party's attitude of not wanting to get involved.
Lu Yuan stopped pursuing him and let the other party go for the time being.
"Chichi."
At this time, at the top of the gray-white pyramid, the man in black robe who had been silent until now suddenly burst into strange laughter.
He raised his head slightly and touched his face with one hand.
After taking the palm off, you can see drops of bright red blood flowing from its fingers.
obviously.
Lu Yuan had just been bombarded by a series of giant swords and divine weapons. Although he was protected by mysterious power, he was not without influence.
But the man in black robe didn't seem to care at all.
Under the black robe, a gaze fell on Lu Yuan.
There was an indescribable intensity and joy in this gaze.
"This is the guidance of the gods"
The man in black robe looked at Lu Yuan with a certain fanaticism in his words.
"It was the gods who brought you to me."
"You will fall into the arms of the gods."
"Kneel down and listen to the sound of the wind, the whisper of the sky and the earth
They speak of the return of the gods, and you"
The man in black robe stretched out a hand, pointed at Lu Yuan, and murmured in a low voice: "Destined to be by our side."
Lu Yuan couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw the man in black robe chatting away.
"ill?"
He gave up using the [Magic Weapon] and started to speed towards the man in black robe.
If mental attacks are ineffective against the opponent.
Then
Destroy it physically.
Lu Yuan took a breath and activated the [Grandmaster's Power] at level 2.
Multiple high-frequency vibrating muscles burst out with terrifying power and high temperature, and thick white gas spewed out from the pores on his body.
He moved his feet, stepping on a huge deep pit, and his whole body quickly rose up, rushing towards the top of the pyramid.
During the process, a large amount of platinum-colored Gang Qi surged out of his body, and three elephant gods with six arms condensed on top of his head.
He punched the man in black robe at the top of the pyramid, and the platinum dharma image tens of meters high behind him moved in sync with him.
In an instant, an indescribable violent force penetrated the air like a furious dragon, roaring and devouring the man in black robes.
With his current peak strength of the eighth level, even with a little skillful attack, the lethality can be comparable to that of the ninth level.
From a spectator's perspective.
Lu Yuan punched out, and a thick air column with platinum ripples intertwined suddenly appeared between his fist and the black-robed man at the top of the pyramid.
This air column instantly penetrated the space and directly hit the man in black robe at the top of the pyramid.
"boom!"
The body of the man in black robes at the top of the pyramid exploded instantly.
Black pieces of cloth exploded all over the sky, but no flesh and blood was seen.
Lu Yuan had no expression on his face and directly punched back.
"Boom!"
The sound of wind and thunder exploded, and the platinum air pillar fist wave jumped out like an angry dragon again.
"Snapped!"
But this time, the air pillar fist wave had not gone very far when it was gently crushed by a big hook-like hand.
"call--"
Someone exhaled towards Lu Yuan.
Suddenly a strong wind of more than ten levels came up, blowing the white hair around Lu Yuan's ears flying. He put down his hand and narrowed his eyes to look at the figure appearing in front of him.
This is a strange creature over three meters tall.
His upper body is human, but his lower body has the claws of a tiger and leopard.
His body is covered with bright red scales, and his face has fine hairs.
It has four eyes, two horns on its head spiraling upward, and a pair of black bat flesh wings, a pair of white feather wings, and a pair of purple crystal wings on its back.
There are ferocious bone spurs on his joints, and he releases huge, majestic, yet chaotic and mixed power from all over his body.
His evil energy wave was as bright as the sun, distorting large areas of void.
"Ninth level?!"
Lu Yuan looked at the strange creature in front of him with a little surprise in his eyes.
This is obviously the man in black robe from before.
The opponent's mental power was probably only at the seventh level, but now he was showing energy fluctuations at the ninth level.
Although it looks messy, it looks like it was piled up haphazardly like building blocks.
But it was enough to surprise Lu Yuan.
The ninth level can already be regarded as the top combat power on this planet, and it is not something that can be piled up casually.
"Join us"
The black crystal ball was suspended on the chest of the Holy Envoy of the Pantheon. Several clusters of flames of different colors were burning quietly in it, blooming with light, reflecting various strange appearances on his face.
The four eyes of the Holy Envoy of the Pantheon were fixedly looking at Lu Yuan, and he gently called to Lu Yuan with both hands.
"All the gods are calling you, don't you hear?"
Lu Yuan snorted lightly and turned around.
His whole body was covered with billowing white energy and he entered the "overloaded master" state. He kicked the air and threw the platinum dharma statue tens of meters high at the opponent.
"In the face of the mighty power of all gods, the power you have now is so weak and insignificant."
The Holy Envoy of the Pantheon spoke softly and looked at Lu Yuan with a compassionate look.
He stretched out his hand, and beams of different colors were sprayed out from his hook-like fingers.
Each beam of light represents a completely different power of the evil god.
Ten beams of light intertwined and formed a terrifying energy network in front of Lu Yuan, strangling him fiercely.
Lu Yuan didn't even try to hide, he just jumped in.
The three-headed and six-armed Platinum Technique punched forward continuously, and the air pillars rippled in circles, constantly colliding with the net in front of them.
Violent and dense explosions were heard in the void, and the aftermath of the collision occasionally leaked out and fell to the bottom, directly exploding a huge pit on the ground.
The battle between the nearly nine levels was almost overwhelming this area.
For bystanders who are not strong enough, it is even more of a disaster.
Mosa's Eleventh Throne watched from a distance, with shock and horror on his face.
He was now extremely grateful that he had not said anything about Lu Yuan's weakness just now.
This organization called Pantheon is too mysterious.
He hadn't taken action against the guy who claimed to be the Holy Envoy of the Pantheon before because he felt that the other party's methods were mysterious. Even if his strength was one level higher than his, he might not be able to suppress the other party with his hands.
Now that seems to be the case.
The real strength of the Holy Envoy of the Pantheon is actually the ninth level!
Those intricate evil beams, any one of them, could easily seriously injure him.
so horrible.
This kind of strength, even in their Mosa, is probably only possessed by the top few thrones.
And God knows how many similar holy envoy-level figures there are in this organization called Pantheon.
"After returning this time, we must hold a throne meeting to thoroughly understand the origin of the Pantheon."
The Eleventh Throne's thoughts turned quickly and light flashed in his eyes.
Here, after paying most of the price of the collapse of the Platinum Law, Lu Yuan finally broke through the strangulation of the evil god's beam and came to the Holy Envoy of the Pantheon.
Lu Yuan dispersed the Dharma form, and his body was ignited with white energy, and he punched suddenly.
In an instant, it attacked the eyes, throat, heart and other key locations of the All Saint Angel at the same time.
The latter was just an understatement. Waves of more powerful evil power emerged from the black crystal ball suspended on his chest, easily blocking the serial attacks from far away.
"You have tried your best, but I haven't exerted my strength yet."
The Divine Envoy of All Thousands looked down at Lu Yuan with a hint of pity on his face.
"You are too weak now..."
"You can definitely become stronger"
"How can mortal power compete with gods?"
"Give up resistance...let me be your guide."
The Holy Angel of All Thousands stretched out a hand, and as a cluster of dark cyan flames lit up in the black crystal ball, a sharp and unparalleled wind suddenly burst out from his five fingers.
The force of this strong wind easily tore apart the layers of force fields around Lu Yuan before pressing it towards his forehead.
Lu Yuan saw that he was unable to defeat the enemy, and kicked the All-Thousand-Sacred Envoy in the chest, causing a large burst of light to explode. However, he quickly retreated back with the force of the counter-shock.
But as the fingers of the All Saint Angel slightly bent, a large amount of strong wind surged out from behind Lu Yuan.
The unstoppable force of the wind directly offset Lu Yuan's retreating momentum, and then blew his body involuntarily toward the All-Thousand Divine Envoy.
The latter wanted to grab Lu Yuan's forehead, but suddenly changed his mind and clenched his fingers into a fist and gently tapped Lu Yuan's chest.
"Bang!"
The sky filled with white gas exploded with a bang.
In the billowing white air, a figure quickly fell from the air like a meteor and hit the ground with a bang.
It directly smashed the gray-white pyramid underneath into half, and countless falling rocks rolled down.
Looking at the midair, there is only the All-Thousand Divine Envoy floating in the sky like an evil sun, with a calm and indifferent expression.
"Emperor?!"
When the Evil Martial Alliance and his party saw this scene, their faces all showed panic.
They want to rush forward to help, but in front of their opponents, they are as weak as ants on the ground.
Not to mention helping, even if you get close, you can't do it.
Some people want to give up, and some people look desperate.
"it's over."
The Eleventh Throne, who was standing on one side and watching, had his eyes flashing and thought silently in his heart.
This result did not surprise him.
He has now begun to think about what attitude he should adopt and how he should phrase his words when facing the All Saints Angel later.
"When you wake up again."
The Holy Angel of All Saints spoke softly to the collapsed pyramid. As he spoke, he slowly walked down from mid-air.
"You will definitely thank me."
Just as he was about to reach the top of the collapsed pyramid, there were dull sounds from underneath, and huge boulders rolled down.
Then.
A low and depressed voice like muffled thunder came from the cracks in the stone.
"do you know"
"The doctor said to let me recuperate."
"Try to do as little strenuous exercise as possible."
(End of chapter)
